The Sun Also Rises

In all his life the Monarch had so never before even considered that such things as this existed to be shared between couples, nor that such products could be simply and readily purchased within the modern day. Sex, within his own time, had hardly been a taboo topic and yet it was one that was discussed in only the most private of settings. What went on between those sheets was shared between a woman and her female companions in those hushed whispers and nervous giggles late in the evening, while men only dared venture into that conversation with their closest of confidants or brothers after several good wines. Sebastian's soft utterance that actual stores existed was entirely beyond the Monarch's capability to comprehend. How very bold! How intriguing! How far the modern world had come! He could hardly help that almost soft flush of colour that decorated his features as the sheer explicitness of those images and words that decorated that box, such things simply so unknown to him that Dorian so surely showed his age in that moment and yet, for all his sheer surprise in the existence of such a thing he could hardly deny the fashion in which it intrigued him all the same.

"I should like to see this store one day. I have never even heard of such a thing before."

If Sebastian had visited such a store to acquire the gift he now held within his hands then surely that inferred such businesses were open in the evening? A part of the Monarch was assured that such a store might be better visited without any of his staff or, heaven forbid, that press so being aware of it and yet how curious he was! What else could it possibly sell? Dorian not even yet wholly assured of just what that object he held within his hands might be given to do even despite those ideas the packaging seemed to suggest. His gaze glanced briefly towards his lover once more before his fingers plucked at one end of that box, Dorian content to remove that object if only to better examine it, as if the simple feel of it alone might provide him only more of an understanding on just how it might be used. His features frowned slightly in that clear contemplation, the Monarch proceeding to view it from several different angles and yet- even despite his lack of knowledge on that 'idea' his lover had presented to him this evening the Fae King found himself wholly inclined to agree to it.

After all, he could hardly deny his own curiosity in this and even more so- Sebastian himself had so willingly allowed himself to be subject to but each and every one of Dorians own ideas or simple whims between those sheets. It was foolish perhaps and yet a part of the man so utterly adored his lover's simple willingness to engage him in near any idea that might strike his fancy. Dorian had never yet found but even a single endeavour the vampire was not willing to try, Sebastian content to meet his own never-ending curiosity and that pursuit of pleasure in those eternally new and exciting ways. In all his eternally long years Sebastian had been the first to so genuinely embrace all that Dorian had to offer. The vampire was hardly a shy maid or a nervous young boy too inexperienced to enjoy anything behind those more basic expressions. It was that simple confidence that had so allured him to his lover that very first night well over a year ago, that same confidence Sebastian still wore between those sheets nothing less than utterly arousing to him still as the man took up each and every one of his ideas. The Monarch more than assured it was surely his turn to return that favour and so embrace Sebastian's own idea, a ready grin adorning his features at that announcement he was wholly content to learn. He had, after all, so thoroughly enjoyed all his lovers previous notions. This one would surely be no different. The Fae wholly possessing of that simple faith. His own willingness it seemed, readily delighted Sebastian in turn, that simper dancing upon his lovers features before the vampire declared he was very willing to show him, that soft chuckle humming between his lips. Ah, but how teasing that voice! Dorian readily anticipating what was surely to come.

"I look forward to it."

He answered simply, those wants refusing to rest any longer. That box was returned to the nightstand, that toy itself placed beside Sebastian upon the sheets as Dorian shifted from his place upon the edge of the bed, moving to straddle his lover now and settle within his lap. Sebastian's hands reached eagerly forward to rest upon his legs, dragging him all the closer as Dorian's lips eagerly met the vampires own in that wholly demanding kiss. The Fae utterly hungry for all the man could give him tonight. His fingers reached easily for the hem of that shirt, working it up and over the vampires head only to cast it aside and onto the floor. His hand reached so unashamedly then to explore those chiselled, perfect plains of his lover's chest, those hard muscles utterly enticing and wholly glorious beneath his touch. That soft sound he so managed to elicit from Sebastian was nothing short of arousing, the man assuring him they were wearing far too many clothes as Sebastian's lips pressed again to his own, murmuring that ready agreement. Dorian unable to prevent that grin against him now.

The Fae's own arms shifted then, readily assisting his consort in removing that jacket from his own form, Dorian utterly desiring that feel of skin on skin as the vampire suddenly shifted their positions. He unable to prevent that sound of delight that fell from him at Sebastian rolled him onto those sheets. How glorious those silken sheets felt against his bare back, Dorian eagerly stealing another kiss from his lover before the man moved to fixate his attention upon those jeans. His hips shifted as best he was able as Sebastian's hands trailed down his sides, fingers catching those jeans only to work them down his form as far as he was able. The vampire leaned away from those kisses then, his breath decidedly warm and wholly alluring against his skin as he uttered those words, any reply the Monarch had so desired to give abruptly lost in that groan of pleasure as Sebastian's kisses fluttered down his form. God how he had missed him! Yet how worth that wait it had been! Dorian's entire form gloriously sensitive. His very skin rising to the man's touch. Sebastian missing those parts of himself the Fae was assured required the most attention as those jeans were finally removed, leaving him utterly bare as Sebastian sat up once more. The way in which his lovers eyes so roved across his form was hardly missed, that grin dancing upon his features in response. How much he adored so being pressed beneath his lover now, that utter love he had for the man stirring potently within him and yet Dorian near found himself squirming upon those sheets and beneath that gaze. The Monarch desperately craving Sebastian's touch.

"Sebastiaaaaaan."

His voice was near a playful whine, Dorian hardly above begging for only more as his form shifted slightly upward beneath him. His fingers reached easily for Sebastian's own jeans, catching the hem before running his hands beneath and so working them free of his lover's hips to slide them down his legs before allowing Sebastian to remove them the rest of the way and casting them to the floor to join that collection of clothing. His lips pressed eagerly to that place just below his companions jaw once more, Dorian working his way downward to lavish that attention upon the man's all-too sensitive neck once more. The Fae so allowed his teeth to graze over that skin in turn in much the same measure Sebastian so often teased him with, Dorian seeking to stir those utterly delicious sounds from within the man. One hand rested easily upon the vampire's thigh and yet it hardly remained their long, Dorians fingers so trailing steadily upward to brush along the inner thigh of the man, those fingers temptingly seeming to hesitate, circling idly upon that sensitive skin before abruptly sliding upward to embrace the length of the man. His hand moved to cup Sebastian entirely, such a touch wholly firm in its embrace, Dorian content to run his hand from tip to base, affording his lover every bit of that attention he was assured the man desired. His lips continued that easy pattern upon the vampire's neck, working his way now to the top of his shoulder before abruptly allowing his teeth to bite down on that skin, such a gesture timed with several more prominent strokes of his hand. Dorian wholly content to see just what sounds he could coax from his lover. That entirely impish grin so dancing upon his features as those words were near uttered against his skin.

"Ho aspettato due giorni per sentirti fare quei suoni, il mio amore."

(I have waited two days to hear you make those sounds, my love.)

And how utterly worth it that wait had been.

Dorian Aragona