The Sun Also Rises

There was utterly nothing within the entry of the world in that very moment that could so compare to that sensation of his lover's figure. God how long they had both waited! Dorian's own body all but ached for that release. Sebastian, in turn, had been forced to wait even longer. The sheer size and firmness of his lover's physique so surely gave away just how desperately the vampire surely craved that act in turn. The first, firm thrust into his lovers figure was nothing short of gloriously satisfying. That heated tightness the vampire's body afforded him prompted a ready groan from Dorans lips. The sound of Sebastian's gasp equally as desirable to hear. That position they had taken up, one inspired by that very painting that adorned the halls of the university, was new, exciting and decidedly satisfying to explore in every fashion. That placement of their figures so afforded the Monarch a distinct control of that depth he all but adored. To have Sebastian so laid out for his taking, as near ancient as that notion was, was undeniably arousing in every sense. Cars, Dorian had decided, were thoroughly excellent places for intimacy.

His own hips rolled forward again and again, the Monarch seeking the sheath himself entirely within his lover's figure, that brush of Sebastian's length agianst his stomach so afforded the vampire that much desired friction and too- that very sensation was nothing short of satisfying for the Monarch in turn. Sebastian shifted but slightly beneath him, his husband's hand reached back to press agianst the door, that very act so offered the Fae King every chance to increase that depth and too- the force of those thrusts. Dorian was so hardly inclined to be too terribly gentle tonight. Not when those desires had all but teased at him for hours on end! Neither of them, Dorian was certain, were bound to last terribly long tonight. Not after they had been forced to wait so very long and that new positioning so seemed to rapidly increase that pleasure with each and every thrust. Dorian's own gaze fluttered closed, each roll of his hips punctured by those moans of pleasure. How desperately he tried to be quiet! That divider between themselves and their driver surely not so sound proof as that and yet how he struggled to swallow those very sounds! Sebastian, beneath him, seemed to struggle with just that same battle in turn. That shift within his lovers breathing so readily matched his own. That pleasurable peak was entirely within reach. God, but how glorious Sebastian felt! Dorian, in that moment, so uttering that very thing. His words thick with accent. That husky tone, it seemed, all that was required to push Sebastian over the veritable edge.

The sudden tightening of the vampires figure around him so readily pushed the Monarch to that edge in turn. Dorian afforded his lover a final firm thrust before finding that utterly incredible release within him in near the same moment. A moan of pleasure escaping him then. The Monarch was content to hold himself within his lover for those several long seconds of that pleasurable eclipse. His name upon Sebastian's lips was all the more satisfying, that feel of his lover's own release agianst his stomach and chest only furthering that satisfaction before they were both left near gasping for breath in that aftermath. How utterly unwilling Dorian was to move for several long moments. His wholly sated figure felt near sluggish, that sweat that adorned his body felt almost overly hot and yet how glorious it had been. The Fae King shifted slightly then, Dorian leaning forward to press his lips to Sebastian in that gentle, wholly tender kiss before ehis figure moved to gently pull himself from the vampire's own spent body. Dorian all but collapsed back agianst that seat then as one hand reached to run through his hair, that satisfaction upon his figure decidedly clear as that car so slowly came to a stop. A momentary look of surprise seemed to find him then. Dorian having all but forgotten that car was moving before he glanced down at his own chest, that...mess decidedly evident. The Monarch's gaze turned toward Sebastian then, the vampire struggling to right himself in turn. How readily that laughter found him. The sound was distinctly warm and wholly genuine, an equally bright grin danced upon his lips in the darkness of the car. His attention entirely upon his husband then as amusement found his voice.

"I think, Mon Cher, that we are going to need our coats back."

Dorian Ellington-Aragona