It was, perhaps, trivial, the very satisfaction that Sebastian drew from just how his own breathy words so affected his lover. How readily he was to admit that very want that filled him, particularly when his body was so taunted and teased with a mere glimpse of just what feelings Dorian could so beset him with! Those firm caresses Dorian's finger all but brought that very want within him roaring to the surface, his own body so eagerly pressing back against his lover's hand in some search for a far greater depth that he was all but denied. The very press of his lover's figure against his hip, much less the feeling of Dorian's own readiness only furthered that overwhelming need to encourage his husband far beyond that mischevious toying. That patience, it seemed, was all but lacking for both men tonight as Dorian slowly withdrew his finger from the very depths of Sebastian's body, prompting a soft groan from his lips. That final kiss of his lover's lips against his neck was all the more coaxing and yet, the vampire's crystalline gaze remained stationary upon the Monarch as Dorian shifted upwards. He watched as his lover's fingers hooked upon the elastic band of his undergarments, pulling them down his figure so they pooled around his lover's knees. How glorious that sight alone was! His own crystalline gaze lingered wantonly upon his lover's skin, the very sight of the Monarch in such a fashion so distinctly arousing, regardless of the fact that Dorian had seen to that readiness even before this very moment.
He had hardly anticipated that very request that left his lover's lips and yet, Sebastian was altogether quick to comply. That desire alone potent enough that Dorian surely could have asked anything of him. Sebastian glanced over his shoulder as Dorian shifted closer, the King's chest quite near pressing against his back and yet, it was that very sensation of Dorian's own readiness that so tugged at that desire all over again! His lover hardly seemed to hesitate, however, his hips rolling with such distinct eagerness against Sebastian's frame, prompting an audible gasp from his lips as the length of his Monarch so entered him. The sensation alone was nothing short of satisfying when compared to that altogether shallow teasing and yet, even he was aware it was hardly all of the fae. A small simper toyed across his features at that groan he so pulled from the King's lips. How he so adored those sounds! From those heated moans to those hitches of Dorian's breath. He hardly had to wait long, however, before the King's hips so thrusted against him, pushing the entirety of the man into the tautness of his own frame. His lover's whispered words that he felt incrediable prompted a grin upon his features and yet, that chuckle upon his lips so quickly transformed into a very moan as his own body seemed to react from just how that very movement so affected him.
Sebastian leaned back against his lover's chest, relishing within that sweet sound from Dorian's lips. The sensation of the King's hands upon his waist was hardly unwelcomed as Dorian's own hips began to set a rhythm that was nothing short of glorious. He hardly fought against his lover's gentle coaxing, the vampire easily leaning forward upon his hands and knees in that very position near as old as time itself. The very depth it so afforded them, however, was exactly what he had so been had so been craving, those groans falling from his lips all the more readily as his husband's pace so began to quicken. Although there was no denying just how much pleasure he so took from those sensations his lover afforded him, it quite failed to satisfy the man in the same fashion it so often did, that potent desire for just all his King could give him prompted the almost tentative utterance of Dorian's name upon his lips in spite of those unsteady breaths. Although he suspected well his lover would not deny him this, he found himself hesitant all the same to so utilize his lover's affinity for life for his own selfish needs. Those times he'd so taken advantage of the King's power were decidedly far and few, even if he was, perhaps, the sole individual that might have any right to make such requests.
The very quickness to his lover's pace so seemed to slow at that moment at that soft, prompting sound to the King's lips. Uncertainty, that very request fell from his lips, the vampire's crystalline gaze lingered upon his lover's features over his shoulder. That very glimpse of bewilderment hardly went unnoticed by the Englishman, prompting that diminutive hint of worry within him and yet, such anxiety was hardly allowed to fester long before that warm grin spread across his lover's features. That singular word upon his lover's lips all but evaporated that hesitance within the vampire as his husband's sluggish pace all but stilled entirely. His eyebrows furrowed and yet, Sebastian hardly questioned his lover, even as Dorian slowly withdrew from the very depths of him. The movement alone prompted a soft moan of protest upon his very lips, the very absence of his husband almost not worth the fulfillment of those desires. He hardly had to wait long, however, before Dorian leaned forward to press his lips ever so gingerly against his shoulder, that very kiss all but heated with that rush of life. Sebastian was hardly prepared, admittedly, to find that very rush of life that all but enveloped him. It was hardly what he had in mind, the man nothing if not entirely astonished by the sheer potency of it all as his very frame was flush with warmth and color! He was all but ignorant of just how that glimpse of the mortal man he once had been seemed to affect the King and for a brief moment, those impossibly bright blue-eyed fluttered closed as he so adjusted to the wealth of sensation that so seemed to shift with that simple presence of life.
That soft sensation of Dorian's hand upon his hip caused his gaze to flutter open, his gaze shifted but briefly over his shoulder before a soft murmur of affirmation left the vampire's lips. He was aware, quite suddenly, of the simple sensation of his lover's soft hands against him, the very nerves in his body all the more sensitive to that touch. How it made him yearn to feel the entirety of the Monarch against him! Perhaps, later in the evening, when those needs were all but met and their night free to their own, he might be capable of coaxing his lover to simply nestle against him with that bare skin, to feel every singular bit of Dorian's body flushed against his own, nestled within his husband's arms.
For now, however, that innocent contemplation was so quickly chased away by the very touch of Dorian's figure against those far more intimate areas. That singular shifting of Dorian's hips coaxed that loud groan from his lips as the Monarch entered his frame once more, the feeling of that singular motion already far intense than before. He could hardly help that soft, shuddered gasp upon his lips as Dorian's affinity so flared within him, only intensifying with each roll of the King's hips. His hands balled into fists within the bedsheets beneath him, the vampire slowly shifting down onto his forearms as Dorian's pace so began to quicken. Those sensations afforded to him were a veritable assault upon his body, leaving Sebastian near gasping in the wake of them as his body so steadily shifted closer and closer to that very precipice of pleasure. So often he prided himself on ensuring the fae King's satisfaction as they both neared that very edge and yet, tonight, that restraint that he so usually relied upon was all but absent, even despite his best efforts. His grip upon the sheets only tightened as Sebastian struggled to stave off that completion for another moment, his body already covered in that glistening sheen of sweat and yet, with the very rapidness to his lover's pace, and those waves of sensations brought on by the Monarch himself, Sebastian was utterly left at the very whims of his King. That loud groan peeled from his lips as the intensity of it all so quickly overtook him, propelling the vampire to that very completion with scarcely a warning. Those shaky gasps all but followed within its wake as his whole body seemed to tighten with the sheer magnitude over that very passion. God, how he had wanted this, even if it was far more than he had remembered it to be!
His Royal Highness, Prince of Italy