How he loved that new edge to Sebastian's breathing! That living body seeming to afford the man the need to truly and desperately breath in the wake of those sensations the Monarch all but assaulted him with. Dorian taking measureable pleasure from so being the cause of that quickening heart and those ragged breaths. Sebastian's form no longer capable of cheating in any fashion as he was assured it was when within the embrace of that vampiric state. The Fae King so delighting in each moan of satisfaction or the way the man's very skin seemed to respond to his fingers. Dorian entirely determined to assure Sebastian so enjoyed every facet of a mortal form, remembered every sensation and, more so- was finally made aware of what Dorian so believed he was not. That those feelings Dorian himself had learned to create within his living body were wholly akin to just how that glorious venom felt when injected within his veins and left to run rampant around his body. The Monarch assured that it was finally Sebastian's turn to feel that insurmountable pleasure and the sorts of sensations he had surely never felt in all his years upon this earth.

His lips crushed to his lover own with fervour in the wake of those touches of his hand. Affording the vampire several moments to recover and allow himself to regain at least some control without that touch of Dorian's own affinity so exploiting each nerve within his system to blossom at his command. The Monarch instead content to steal kiss after kiss. Sebastian by far one of the best kissers the Fae had ever had the pleasure to enjoy, Dorian wholly relishing in that taste of his lips before pressing his form more determinedly against his companions own, encouraging the vampire to lie back now. That press of Sebastian's form against his own stirred a momentary groan from his own lips at merely that feeling of skin on skin and the those hard plains of his boyfriends fit figure that only aroused him all the more to simply feel. Sebastian so easily allowing himself to be pressed backward, unfolding his limbs from beneath himself to lay atop that bed. Dorian paused in lavishing that affection if only to reach for a pillow to slide beneath the vampires head and assure his comfort. The Monarch wholly oblivious to the extent that simply expression of care had so afflicted the man beneath him as he so dutifully returned to his task of exploring all Sebastian had to offer him tonight. His delight in his companions splendid figure so uttered, Sebastian's breathy words prompting a roll of his own eyes, that glorious grin in place as he regarded that man beneath him. His own words entirely teasing and so filled with that affection.

"Oh, hush you."

That affinity was summoned readily to his lips once more, Dorian pressing them almost hungrily to his companion's collarbone before bringing them readily downward, parting them just as to allow his tongue to brush over that flesh in turn and earn himself that sharp, satisfying inhalation of breath. He moved easily to that first small peak upon the man's chest, lavishing that too-often ignored part with the attention of his lips and tongue, that flesh readily responding to that sensation before he moved to afford that second one the same pleasurable treatment. Dorian entirely content to have every part of his lover wholly aroused, the Fae leaving no part of the man unexplored this evening as he merely continued further down his body with those soft kisses. The manner in which Sebastian's breath quickened with each progression lower was hardly missed, Dorian settling comfortably between the man's legs and yet this time he had no inclination of making him wait for that touch he so knew he craved. His body alone so displaying that utter need. The silver of his gaze glanced but briefly upward to meet that ardent blue of his lovers own as he so readily took the length of the man between his lips. That affinity he wielded so effortlessly reaching for every delicate nerve and sensor within this part of his lover as Sebastian's back arched slightly from that bed and his hip's rose in eagerness for that touch. Dorian wholly content to respond by taking only more of him in those moments, one hand lifting to rest upon Sebastian's hip to keep him place all the same. His name falling from the vampire's lips in those desperate tones so wholly arousing as the Monarch merely continued those strokes of his tongue and touch of his lips for several moments longer.

His lips withdrew from Sebastian only to allow him to lean slightly further forward, that whine of complaint hardly missed as a chuckle hummed softly within his throat, his affinity removed for now, Dorian wholly curious to explore this new sensation for himself as he moved to indulge that place so often given less attention to the touch of his lips in turn. The Monarch subjecting both to his affections. Sebastian flinching suddenly at that new touch, Dorians hand pressing more firmly atop his hip to keep him still as the vampire squirmed ever so slightly beneath him in the wake of those sensations. Ah, but how he craved his lover! Dorian leaning away only once satisfied with his own efforts. He returned his attention to the length of the man entirely, the tips of his fingers alone brushing against him, that touch of his affinity returned to tease at those abundant and all-too sensitive nerves before Dorian drew his hand softly away. Yet, this time, there was little desire to leave the man wanting. The Monarch instead so allowing his companion a moment to rest in the wake of his final intentions. Dorian assured he had but one place left untouched, that hand that rested upon Sebastian's hip pressing slightly now. The man uttering softly;

"I think you ought to roll over for me, please."

Before assisting his lover to do just that and roll onto his stomach, Dorian reaching for a second pillow then, slipping it beneath the vampire's hips now if only to assure that correct positioning as the Fae so knelt behind him. Dorian quite assured Sebastian surely knew as to what he intended next in some capacity in the least. One hand reached easily forward then, grasping that knotted tie, tugging upon that loosened end that so allowed the knot to come loose in turn. Dorian abruptly and so finally freeing his companions hands now. The Monarch assured Sebastian had played along rather well, leaving the vampire to place his hands as he saw fit before the Fae so leaned readily forward, lips pressing to Sebastian's neck, that soft simper dancing upon them as he softly offered those words.

"This might be a little more intense then you've had before, my love. I hope you're ready."

He shifted but easily back then, hands moving to rest upon Sebastian's hips, Dorian taking but that single moment to position himself on his knees behind his lover and with the vampire's legs either side of his own in that slightly new position. Dorian focusing his affinity to just that part of himself he intended to use here and now and to- onto his hands that so rested upon his lovers hips. The Monarch holding that power back for but a few moments all the same as his hips rolled forward to enter Sebastian now. He could hardly prevent that groan that tore from his own throat at the utterly glorious sensation that action alone so beset him with, his fingers tightening but briefly on his lovers form. Dorian so allowing Sebastian several moments to adjust to that sensation and position and the rhythm of his own hips before so at last releasing that affinity. He allowed it to all but overwhelm every place he touched his companion, reaching for every nerve and pleasure sensor, coaxing them each to bloom with that glorious sensation of pleasure as the Fae simply moved to turn up each and every dial itself for his lover from the veritable inside out. Dorian wholly determined in that moment to so gift the vampire with perhaps the very best he had ever had in the entirety off his life. The Fae so allowing that life to awash his form with pleasure after pleasure. Dorian entirely unsure as to how long his lover might hope to last beneath those eclipsing sensations and yet the Monarch hardly minded in the least, his own rhythm already increasing as his breathing hitched in the simple feel of his lover around him, a moan stirred from his own lips. God, but how he loved this man!

Dorian Aragona