The Sun Also Rises

How delightfully intriguing the Monarch so found that prospect of hunting for more 'gold' within the car! The very promise of seeking only more of that delightful colour so readily engaged the Monarch's own desires and occupied his very thoughts as he led the way from the depths of Buckingham Palace in all its wondrous glory and back out to that entrance hall. The house staff were quick to offer the Royal pair an courteous bow as they passed. Dorian, as custom so dictated, affording each that polite nod of his head and several words of murmured thanks for having hosted Sebastian and himself this evening- and how prosperous an evening it had proven to be! To see Sebastian so finally restored to his proper titles, titles the Queen of England alone so possessed the power to bestow, was nothing short of glorious. Such things, after all, meant a very great deal to his lover. Sebastian's utter joy in such a thing was palpable. Their anniversary made all the better by such bestowal. Dorian was inclined to find himself eager to celebrate such an occasion in just the way he was assured his husband might adore the most. Those large double doors were once more opened for them, Dorian leading the way down that red carpet and into that waiting town car. Both men so at last afforded the privacy of that car with its darkened windows and comfortable interior. The eager public who crowded outside those gates waved readily at the passing car and yet, for once, Dorian so hardly found himself inclined to afford those beings terribly much of his attention. Not when he was near assured they could not be seen all the same and that decided impishness lingered ithin his thoughts still.

The Monarch's silvery gaze shifted readily to his husband then. Dorisn was so inclined to suggest they best look for that very gold Sebastian had all but insisted was surely present within the vehicle. The Fae King attempted to make some effort to appear as if he hunted for that very substance. Sebastian, eager to assist in that very game, was quick to promise his help in that veritable search. Ah, but how he so enjoyed those teasing games on occasion! The Fae King was nothing short of playful when he chose to be. That very search for gold prompted Dorian to consider those tinted windows once more. The Monarch querying just how darkened they might be only for Sebastian to assure him they could hardly be seen by any beings they passed, let alone be seen or heard by the driver at the front of the car. How improper it would be, after all, to be photographed in any condition less then immaculate and as well dressed and put together as the public expected from them. Yet, the couple was afforded that few minutes of privacy at last. Ah, but how Dorian so intended to make the most of it!

The Monarch's lips eagerly found his lovers own in the wake of that assurance. Dorian nothing short of near urgent in his desires. Sebastian, as he so often was, seemed nothing but inclined to return that passionate kiss with equal fervor. The vampire captured Dorian's lip within his own, coaxing that soft sound of want from within the Monarch's throat as Dorian effortlessly deepend that kiss in just the way he adored most. How glorious his lover tasted! The Fae King assured that Sebastian was by far the most apt, skillful kisser he had ever had the pleasure of taking to his bed. The man assured he might never have enough of either that taste or those skilled touches. It was nothing short of displeasing to be made aware of just how short that journey to their next destination might be and yet the FaeKing felt wholly confident in his ability to subject his husband to those pleasurable ideals that turned within his thoughts. Dorian, here and now, so seeing little need to waste time as he stole only more of those kisses from his husband, his hand content to slide smoothly up the vampires thigh to afford him that firm touch of his hand. How readily Sebastian responded to that very touch! The vampire near obediently allowed his legs to part further, Dorian offered all the more access to that rapidly hardening length of his lover then. The Monarch content to allow the caress of his hand to become only more ardent and firm. Dorian inclined to adore how readily Sebastian responded to those touches and too that ready groan he coaxed from the man's lips.

DOrian pulled softly away from Sebastian's lips then- only to shift those kisses to the smooth slope of the vampires neck. His husband so eternally proving particularly sensitive to the press of his lips upon that very place. Such an act, however, was so hardly for the man's pleasure alone. Dorian seeking to distract his husband in that moment as his fingers worked deftly at the zipper of the vampires dress pants, that length of his lover readily freed then and all the more accessible to that caress of his hands. The Monarch's near teasing assurance that the people so surely expected Sebastian to wave was met with that near muffled, breathless insistence that he could hardly promise too. Such a reply coaxing a warm chuckle from the Monarch in turn before Dorian abruptly pulled his lips away from his lovers neck, only to take the length of the vampire between his lips. How decidedly bold such a thing was for the Fae King! Dorian so rarely, if ever, allowing those intimate interactions outside of the confines of their bedroom or home and yet how much he knew Sebastian took pleasure in such risks! The Monarch assured that the return of his husbands titles was nothing short of deserving of such attention in just the way he knew Sebastian would find arousing.

The sudden utterance of that curse word in the moments in which he allowed his lips to find that hardened length of his companion was nothing short of satisfying. The soft moan that followed equally appealing. Dorian's hand shifted just so, affording his lover several more firm, practiced caresses before taking only more of the vampire between his lips. Sebastian subject to the practised strokes of his tongue and mouth as the Fae sought to afford his lover those warm, wet sensations from tip to base. The vampire swelling so satisfyingly between his lips as Sebastian hand came to rest upon the back of his head. How he adored to hear those moans from his husband's lips! Dorian, in turn, thoroughly enjoying the fashion in which he worked to coax that satisfaction from his lover. The Fae inclined to find he rather enjoyed the simple daring of that very act. Dorian in little hurry as he offered his lover his fullest attention with those firm, salacious strokes of his tongue. The sound of his name all but moaned upon Sebastian's lips so hardly gave the Monarch reason to pause. That very insistence that they had arrived, however, was nothing short of unexpected. That ride far faster then either had surely anticipated. How terribly unfortunate!

Dorian moved to gently lean away from his lover then and sit upright once more to eye that small crowd gathered outside the cambridge gates. The Monarch's silver gaze shifted from that adoring public to his lovers current state of or.....excitement and back again. This was.....not a truly ideal situation and yet how he could hardly help that hint of amusement that tugged at his eternally youthful features!

"This.....is unfortunate. I was so hardly done with you just yet."

How he so struggled to prevent that chuckle that slipped near tratiously from between his lips. The Monarch distinctly aware of just how uncomfortable Sebastian was sure to be. Dorian, in turn, wholly displeased with himself for so having failed to bring his lover to that point of satisfaction and yet- how near....funny it almost was.

"Bastian, Mon Cher, how on earth are you going to get out of the car?"

That lack of underwear, in that moment, was so hardly likely to work within his lovers' favour. Those dress pants in turn so hardly inclined to be particularly....covering in that way they might be required to do so. Dorian's gaze shifted once more from his lover and towards that small, gathered crowd outside, those beings so eagerly awaiting them to open that door! The Monarch was near quick to scan that car for but anything they might use to remedy that situation. The Fae reached for Sebastian's coat then before offering it to his husband. That near impish look still upon his features.

"Perhaps you might carry this in front of you? At least until we can...remedy the situation. Although I fear that may not be until we are finished here late this evening. I am sorry, love- but I think you may need to wait until then. If you can. How very much I look forward to assisting you with it later tonight."

Ah, but he was so surely not 'helping' at all in that very moment! Dorian so learning forward to steal but a singular, final kiss from his lover's lips then. That very act as wholly impish as it was near devilish! Dorian so inclined to grin warmly agianst his lovers lips before moving to, at last, open that car door and slide from within its interior. Dorian, in that moment, so using his figure to block Sebastian's own and afford the man those few extra seconds in which to better arrange himself.


(Merry Christmas!)

Dorian Ellington-Aragona