The Sun Also Rises

This very tour, Dorian was certain, had become all but torturous for them both! How very amused he had been, at the beginning, to tease his lover for that very state of readiness the vampire had found himself within. Even if the Far King had been decidedly displeased at not having been able to finish that job he had started. Yet- how very quickly those tables had begun to turn. Dorian himself was entirely grateful for the return of his own coat in the moments that followed their brief embrace within that music room. That mere touch of Sebastian's fingers was entirely enough to see his own figure respond easily. Dorian desired nothing more in that moment then but all of his lover's attention and an increased pressure of Sebastian's fingers agianst that readily hardening length of himself. God, but how big was this school anyway? How on earth had Sebastian managed to walk about for as long as he had in such a state as this? Dorian so surely lacked the very measure of firmness Sebastian had suffered through for this entire time and yet he was hardly assured he could survive even in his state for much longer. Oh, but how his mind had long since ceased to pay attention to that young woman or the chancellor or any of those other dignitaries whom guided them about the ancient halls. The monarch, instead, far more focused on all the places he was assured he would adore Sebastian's hands or lips. How tormenting it was to consider that very hardness that afflicted his lovers own figure when he in turn could do so little about it. Sebastian, it seemed, was inclined to be equally as teasing.

Their progression to the chapel so hardly seemed to lessen those very needs even despite the effort Dorian so put into focusing upon those holy figures. Ah, but it was surely a sin to think of nothing but his husband when in the confines of that holy, spiritual place and yet his mind was near horribly afflicted with no small measure of sinful thoughts! Sebastian was nothing if not....glorious beneath those stained glass windows. The very artistry of that light and colour so hardly lost upon the Fae King as what little light existed so played a portrait of colours upon his lover's flesh. How glorious such a moment would be to paint! Dorian, if only briefly, distracted from those more sexual thoughts but a desire to imagine just how exquisite such a portrait would look. His gaze rested heavily upon his husband in that moment, the silver of his eyes but briefly meeting that ardent blue of Sebastian's own as they moved beside one another in some effort to feign interest in that building the chancellor seemed so very proud off. Surely.....surely they might begin to direct that party back the way they had come? Dorian near certain the dormitories were on the way back toward that entrance hall. The Monarch's sudden declaration that it was those he desired to see next was so quickly embraced by those dignitaries as the man shifted to lead them in that very direction. Ah, but how glorious to be heading back the way they had come!

The Monarch's steps fell nightly in time with his husbands own as the stepped out of that chapel, Dorian so taking that moment to allow his accented voice to whisper just loudly enough for the vampire to hear of those very thoughts that afflicted his mind. Unholy though they were. The soft snort of amusement that left Sebastian's nose so readily prompted a warm grin to Dorian's own features. The vampire content to insist that the Lord would surely be....thrilled to know of their continued diligence to their marriage when that very marriage itself was a veritable sin in the eyes of many. The very notion so coaxed a chuckle to Dorian's own lips.

"Yes, I suspect joy is exactly what he feels."

How rarely the Monarch was inclined to joke of such things as that and yet, this evening, that amusement was so hardly lost upon him as the pair made their way toward those dormitories that housed the vast majority of the college's student body. Dorian was, in that moment, near certain he did not care for that modern architecture and facilities nearly so much as he did those beds on offer. How unfortunate that chancellor so hardly seemed willing to leave them in peace! Dorian's gaze drifted over the common room; they were led too with at least some intrigue. The man inclined to find those modern methods of entertainment so terribly removed from his own! Perhaps, had he had such a school as this to attend in his own time he might surely have enjoyed learning far more! Indeed, within his youth, his schooling had been a rather dull rigor of boredom with a heavy focus upon military tactics of the sort Dorian had never yet found any need to utilise. The Chancellor, keen to progress that tour further, stepped neatly from the room with his colleagues as Dorian's hand so moved to ensnare Sebastian's own. The vampire so gently coaxed to stop. How those very desires were so hardly inclined to wait any longer! Dorian assured that perhaps they might steal even one moment alone....

The sudden sound of laughter was so entirely unexpected. The surprise that found Dorian's features nothing short of genuine as that young couple all but stumbled into the room. Their rumpled clothing and askew hair a sure sign of their own desires this very evening even as they struggled hurriedly to appear presentable. That young man the first to realise just whom he and his partner had stumbled upon. His efforts to mumble that apology however were all but cut short by Dorian himself. The Fae King, tonight, so seeing little need for those plesentarries of genteel greetings and polite smalltalk that would surely need to be made. Rather, Dorian so sought to cut to the very heart of the manner. Neither of them was surely supposed to be here and, perhaps this once, they might keep one anothers secret. How very relieved that young couple appeared! Those words of thanks were nothing short of grateful as they hurried on. Dorian so finally, finally afforded a moment alone with his own lover. How quickly his hands reached upward to wrap about Sebastian's neck and draw the vampires lips to his own. That kiss was nothing short of near demanding in its fervor. Dorian's figure fitting neatly agianst his husband's own. God, but how glorious that feeling of Sebastian's own hardness was agianst his groin! How very much more he desired! That faint, soft sound of want tugging at the depths of his throat as he deepend that very kiss.

Sebastian's hands settled upon his waist. That very touch nothing short of welcomed and yet it was so hardly enough. Dorian, in that moment, assured he craved all Sebastian had to offer him. The soft thrust of Sebastian's hips agianst him was near torturous. Dorian's own figure pressing all the more eagerly into that embrace even as Sebastian's breath caught within his throat. His lover's figure was so gloriously, wonderfully sensitive- his own growing ever firmer with each passing moment! Dorian's lips pulled gently back from his husband's own, his arms wrapping about Sebastian's neck to query just where they might go if they were students on this very campus. That idea was nothing short of....gloriously tempting. Sebastian, as he had anticipated, seemed to know that answer already. The idea of a choir loft within a church so momentarily prompting his eyes to lift in clear surprise.

"A church? I have never done such things in a Church before. How very daring such an idea. Although, how quiet I am capable of being I think, depends on how good you are."

Dorian's eye lifted but slightly in that gentle tease and veritable dare. The Fae King, in that very state of arousal, entirely willing to forgo those usual social boundaries that so often surrounded those places of worship. Surely.....God might forgive them.....just this once? It's intriguing to do such things in such a place. How very scandalous! Sebastian's soft insistence that the chancellor was likely to come back any moment prompted a ready interruption to his thoughts. How unlikely it was that they would have any time to truly enjoy one another. Sebastian's lips found the top of his own then. That very gesture coaxing a soft groan from Dorian as his husbands hips pressed more firmly agianst his own. How easy it was to allow one hand to reach down and between them, Dorian so firmly cupping that length of his lover within his hand and beneath the fabric of his pants. God but how ready Sebastian was for him! Dorian, this time, distinctly carefuly not to afford his lover too much of that friction if only for how very close the vampire surely was! Dorian's hand shifted but once more then to reach for himself. Sebastian, he knew, so surely aware of that very act. The touch of his fingers agianst himself by far one of his husbands most favoured sights. Dorian's lips pressed eagerly to Sebastian's own then, that brush of his hand against himself and between them so surely affording them both that pleasure.

Until the sound of footsteps echoed along that hall.

The very groan that left the Monarch's lips was, perhaps, far more audible then he desired as he so abruptly leaned away from his lover and too, allowed his arms to fold across his chest as if the pair had been discussing that room and its facilities rather than seeking to indulge in one another. How utterly oblivious that chancellor was as he strove to direct them back toward the entrance hall. Dorian so forced to fall into step behind him with that near longing look offered towards his lover. It was, thankfully, hardly a far walk back to the entrance hall. Dorian near certain he heard several mentions of speeches to be given. His own gaze given to widen in veritable fear of such a thing.

"This has been a lovely evening, Sebastian and I thank you all for your hospitality."

How very polite his words were and yet how decidedly...telling all at once. The Monarch seeking to end that tour here and now. For several moments thos dignitaries seemed to struggle to respond to that sudden announcement and yet for perhaps the first time in a long time, Dorian remained content to exercise the extent of his powers. He was King, was he not? Such an evening, any evening, went only so long as he desired it too. The Monarch assured this was long enough. It's been a pleasure to have your Majesty and His Highness. It is an honour beyond all measure to have His Highness as part of our alumni.

"Sebastian and I would be very pleased to make a donation toward the college to be spent as the chancellor sees fit. The Palace will be in contact with you."

Offering that school money was, perhaps, the least Dorian was so willing to do in an effort to cut that meeting short. The group exchanged those pleasantries once more before Dorian led that way back toward the waiting town car with its dark, enclosed spaces and glorious tinted windows. How eagerly Dorian slid into that car, the door no sooner closed behind Sebastian then Dorian's fingers all but tugged at his husbands shirt to draw the vampire toward him. His lips all but crushing agianst his husbands own.

"Thank fucking god."

Dorian Ellington-Aragona