The Sun Also Rises

He could hardly deny that sense of satisfaction that came with Sebastian's admittance he enjoyed that outfit and too the way the vampire seemed to admire his bare shoulders and forearms. A part of the Monarch so selfishly relishing in having Sebastian's gaze upon him in just that fashion. It was surely terribly vain of him and yet in so many ways Dorian enjoyed being that object of his Consorts affection. An almost primal part of himself enjoyed that possessiveness Sebastian held over him if only for the simple fact he was perhaps equally so of the vampire in turn. It was almost archaic, the manner in which he so thought of Sebastian as his own and yet he could hardly prevent those thoughts- ungallant as they surely were. Dorian equally inclined to label himself Sebastian's own in turn. They quite simply belonged to one another and together- of that he was assured. His love for his boyfriend was so utterly consuming that even those mere two days apart had plagued him with discontent, restlessness and a simple longing to return home. Indeed, in future, Dorian was wholly inclined to at least attempt to coax Sebastian into accompanying him on that next trip even despite how dull it might prove if only so he need not spend those days alone in that too-quiet hotel room. The absence off his lover, even for such a short time, was more than he was willing to bear. Dorian hardly caring for how foolish such a thought might appear to any other in that moment.

It was with those simple thoughts of his need for Sebastian in every possibly way that surely prompted his mention of just how much he had missed the man, Dorian simply requiring Sebastian know entirely that he had been thought of but every single day he was away. The vampire's rebuttal that he had surely missed him more was met with that ready chuckle and a wholly playful roll of his eyes before the Monarch so shamelessly tugged him closer once more, those fluttering kisses stolen from him with a ready affection. How simple these moments were and yet how much Dorian so adored them! His heart was very near fit to burst at the sheer delight of finding himself within Sebastian's embrace once more, even with those far more insistent desires tugging at him. He craved that closeness with the man, that simple connection that came from those wholly more intimate activities, that simple want increased all the more as Sebastian's nose brushed along his cheek in that playful affection. He so hardly anticipated that press of the man's lips to his neck, even his mere skin responding to that touch as that soft sound of appreciation stirred within his own throat. It was that fleeting touch of the vampire's fangs however that seemed to inspire that greater reaction, Dorian's very breathe hitching, his entire body anticipating that glorious bite he was assured Sebastian would deny him and yet one he craved all the same. The Fae utterly unable to help that reaction in any sense. Dorian entirely unashamed to admit he was near addicted to those sensations Sebastian alone could provide him.

That near whisper of a suggestion to so take their reunion upstairs was all-too eagerly agreed to. Dorian unsure of just how much longer he could wait even despite his efforts at decorum this evening. The Monarch slid easily from the fence then, his fingers interlacing with Sebastian's own before taking up the lead towards their bedroom- tugging Sebastian softly after him in a clear eagerness for what he knew would occur within those sheets. His very figure, it seemed, responding to even the anticipation of what he knew would occur. His jeans feeling the beginnings of discomfort as he led the way up those stairs and at last into the simple privacy of their shared bedroom. That door was shut quietly behind them, the rest of the world effectively shut out. Dorian so relishing this room for that manner in which it belonged to them alone. His fit figure near pivoted in place then, pressing Sebastian back against the wall near immediately, Dorian simply unwilling to wait any longer. His lips so found Sebastian's own with a renewed fervour. The Fae King so relishing in that taste of him, that scent of him and even the feel of his body against his own in that way he so simply craved. His tongue readily brushed against Sebastian's own as the vampire drew him all the closer- that kiss alone a wholly pleasurable thing.

It was with a near simple ease that he allowed his tongue to shift just so, finding Sebastian's favoured right fang and allowing that tip to pierce the delicate flesh. Those small droplets of blood welled readily to the surface, Sebastian responding near instantly to that taste as his hands lifted to rest either side of his neck, the vampire increasing the force of that kiss in a manner Dorian entirely desired. Ah, but how he so enjoyed appealing to all of Sebastian. The man relishing that firmness and near commanding edge to that kiss. That groan of dissatisfaction was hardly unanticipated as Dorian so at last lent away. Sebastian shifted but slightly, that press of his body to the vampires own so assuring his awareness of his lovers state of growing arousal in that moment. Dorian so readily satisfied with just that reaction, that simper fluttering across his lips before he lent forward once more to press his lips to the vampires neck. That place was so gloriously sensitive upon his lover and one Dorian so often enjoyed lavishing his attention upon. His fingers easily roved that hemline of Sebastian's jeans, teasing a pattern upon his skin as his lips worked their way upward, those words near uttered against the man's flesh before he paused just beneath his ear to so leave his lover with that single potent thought of his complete lack of undergarments this evening.

The manner in which Sebastian's eyebrows rose abruptly upward so had a way of bringing that warm grin to his lips once more, Dorian allowing that soft chuckle to hum within his throat before Sebastian reached suddenly forward. That single hand slipped easily within his jeans, Sebastian hardly bothering with either that button or zipper as his fingers so readily grazed against that length of him. How readily he responded to that touch! Those two days without so having left the Fae decidedly sensitive to his lovers embrace. Dorian relishing that feel of Sebastian's practised hand upon him, the man allowing that soft groan part his lips before shifting his hips in some attempt to encourage the vampire the take only more of him. Sebastian's hand so proceeded to cup him then, an utterly pleasurable ache stirring within him now as his fingers tightened there hold upon Sebastian waist, his breathing readily disrupted. Just how much he desired Sebastian was surely abundantly clear to the vampire in that moment as he near whined those words. Dorian attempting to find his own voice in between those sensual strokes. God but he wanted him.

"I.....wanted to.....test it out. Perhaps next time I....shall tell you....over the phone and leave you....to think on it for....two days."

That, Dorian was sure, would have been far more torturous then merely revealing his lack of underwear as he had done this evening, that almost impish grin seeming to find his lips beneath those breathless words as another soft moan fell from him. His gaze fluttered briefly closed, his head tilting but slightly back to fully enjoy those sensations as his hips shifted once more in an effort to increase that friction of Sebastian's thumb against him. His boyfriend's lips pressed almost delicately to his own, Dorian returning that gesture eagerly before his silver gaze so flickered open at the sheer fleetness of that kiss. Sebastian so seeming to contemplate something before those soft words reached him again. The vampire so announcing he had gotten them a gift. That surprise danced upon the Monarch's features a moment, Dorian attempting to withhold another moan if only so he might manage those words. The Fae assured this was but a terrible moment to announce a gift and yet all at once his curiosity for such things was readily inspired! A gift for them both? Another soft exhale parted his lips then.

"Oh?"

His own hands shifted from Sebastian's waist, his fingers entirely content to trace along the outline of the man within those clearly too-tight jeans, Dorian allowing that touch a further firmness as his lips pressed again to Sebastian's own in that tender kiss. The Monarch allowed his teeth to capture Sebastian's bottom lip and tug softly upon it in that fashion he knew so often seemed to increase that want in his lover all the more.

"You know I cannot resist gifts, you wretched creature. What is it?"

Those words were hardly more than a whisper against his lips even despite that gentle tease within them, Dorian, even now, so given to that near instinctive curiosity and simple desire to know even despite those demands off his body. He craved that closeness, that satisfaction and that blissful afterglow. Dorian, tonight, not truly assured of just how long he might be inclined to last. His figure already desperately seeking that release at the mere stroke of Sebastian's hand. His jeans were distinctly uncomfortable and wholly restraining in that moment. Lust having utterly overtaken him and yet still.....still......that curiosity tugged at his mind as his silvery gaze softly rose to met that blue of Sebastian's own in a clearly delighted curiosity of this very gift he had mentioned.

Dorian Aragona