His Royal Majesty

Dorian Ellington-Aragona

The King of Italy

Oh but how he adored those sweet kisses and too- those soft caresses of his lovers fingers agianst his all-too wanting physique! His worry for just where his lover had been and too, the very state in which the vampire had returned were all but forgotten in the wake of Sebastian's fingers so expertly pressing agianst that terribly sensitive part of himself. Dorian's body so readily and willingly betraying all other concerns in favour of that want his husband so seemed capable of coaxing from him at near any opportunity. The Fae King, even after all this time, so hardly immune to his husbands touches. Dorian assured that in all the world he liked nothing more, nothing better, then to be nestled within his companions arms at but any given opportunity. His sheer relief at seeing the vampire return home so quickly transformed into those far more carnal desires with but only the barest of coaxing from Sebastian in turn. Dorian inclined to find that spontaneity distinctly enjoyable. He could hardly help that hitch of his breath that came with Sebastian's increased touch. His own fingers more firmly gripping at his lovers on waist in the wake of those glorious sensations that threatened upon him. Dorian eagerly seeking only more of that touch. Sebastian, tonight, so clearly in no mood to prolong that teasing. The vampires fingers so affording him those very strokes he desired as those soft groans of satisfaction caught within his throat. Dorian's own lips so eagerly sought his lovers neck. The Monarch adorninging that smooth, heated skin with those soft, sweet kisses that trailed that path readily downward and over that all-to sensitive flesh if only to further coax those sounds from Sebastian himself. How he adored to hear them! How he adored to be the one to coax them from his lovers lips. The very sounds wholly arousing to the Monarch in turn.

Dorians hands shifted but smoothly downward then to grasp at the zipper and button over his lovers pants. The very length of his lover so already straining agianst that restrictive fabric, that faint dampness to those very pants only further giving away that simple need that so afflicted his husband. Dorian more then content to so finally afford him that very freedom he surely craved. Those soft moans upon the vampires lips only further encouraging that very thing before Dorians arms so lifted to wrap around Sebastian's neck, his lips returning eagerly to his husbands own as his own hips pressed forward to grind agianst that wholly potent arousal and afford them both that much needed friction. God but how glorious it felt! Dorian's own physique so easily responding to that touch, those very words that found his lips so asking for only more from his lover then. Sebastian wholly quick to respond. The vampire own hands moved deftly to rid the Monarch of his own pants, Dorian squirming but slightly to assist in that very removal. The Fae King left in little save for his shirt in that moment and yet Dorian so hardly found he cared for its presence in any sense. His lack of patience so eagerly rivling his husbands own.

That sudden, more ardent press of Sebastian's fingers within himself so readily coaxed that new moan to his lips, Dorian's gaze so fluttering closed in response to that glorious sensation. That very pleasure only further increased by that feel of Sebastian's own hardened length against him. Dorian so desperately craving only more of his lover in that moment as his hips so strove to find that rhythm with his husbands hand. His own hands moved to grip at Sebastian's pants once more and push them further downward to free the vampire entirely, his lover readily stepping free of those restricting garments entirely as Dorians fingers roved further upward to explore those toned, hard plains of his husbands physique the rested beneath his shirt. Sebastian's body so utterly glorious in every fashion. That masculine perfection only further arousing to the Monarch then. His own figure so rapidly having found that firmness Sebastian had desired of him. His own loins so beginning to ache with that very want for only more of what Sebastian alone was so permitted to give. Dorians fingers so easily roved upward to intertwine within his lovers dark locks, the Fae so gently tugging the vampires lips more firmly agianst his own if only to deepen that kiss in the fashion he adored most. His tongue brushing over those sharpened fangs he had so toyed with more then once. Tonight, however, it was so hardly that teasing the Monarch required. Dorian breaking that very kiss only long enough to inform his lover in those breathless tones of those very desires. The Fae King so seeking far, far more than what pleasure Sebastian's fingers might provide him tonight.

That near soft simper that request so seemed to coax upon the vampires lips so readily saw that same grin find the Monarch's own in turn, his lips stealing that final kiss from Sebastian's own as the vampire's fingers slowly slipped from his physique. Dorian groaning softly in protest at that very loss before allowing the vampires hand to find his own and guide him toward that work bench within the center of the room. How readily he allowed Sebastian's hands to guide him then, Dorian's own moving to grip at the edges of that bench, the Monarch stilling beneath that simple touch of Sebastian's hand agianst his waist as the vampire positioned himself in turn. Dorian all but craving his lover in that very moment! That first, firm thrust was nothing short of heavenly. Dorian unable to prevent that moan that rose so readily within his throat. Each pleasurable roll of Sebastian's hips so pushing the vampire further and further within himself until the entire length of his husband was sheathed firmly within his own physique. That glorious sensation of fullness nothing short of satisfying in that moment, each thrust of Sebastian's hips so prompting those pleasurable sounds from the Monarch in turn as Sebastian easily strove to find that rhythm Dorian was all-too willing to meet. Dorians hips so easily sought to keep pace with his lovers own thrusts. Sebastian's strokes distinctly firmer then the vampire so often allowed and yet the Fae King so relished that roughness of sorts in that moment. Those very words uttered agianst his ear so prompted his figure to tighten around Sebastian. Those pleasurable sensations nothing short of eclipsing.

Dorian shifted but slightly then, the Monarch leaning back from that bench if only to feel his husband's chest agianst his back, that heated sensation, even between those shirts that remained nothing short of desired in that moment. That very action so seeing the Fae king press further into those ardent thrusts his lover afforded him. Yet another groan of pleasure echoing from within his throat then, Dorian's breath so coming in those breathless gasps now and yet how little the Monarch cared for something so idle as air in that moment! One hand remained upon that bench in an effort to brace himself agianst those rolls of Sebastian's hips, the other so moving then to grasp the length of himself within his right hand. Dorian so seeking to further increase his own pleasure in that moment, affording himself those eager strokes so in time with his lovers hips. That pleasure so rapidly beginning to mount. Dorian pressing back agianst his husband but a final time in that clear want for more. Those rarely uttered words so finding his lips then in that thickly accented Italian so layered in those notes of arousal.

"Voglio di più da te, amore mio" (I want more from you, my love)

Sebastian, he knew, was more than capable of meeting that very request and so increasing those very thrusts. How glorious that slow, gentle love making could be and yet.....how very much Dorian desired that fucking tonight.....