nodominion:

i-want-my-iwtv:

♛ You wonderful creature, you’ve always deserved it all and more, mon bijou *embraces and showers her with kisses* 

High pitched giggles escaped her as Lestat showered her with kisses. They felt different than the kisses of her youth, and she knew now that he no longer had to restrain his immortal strength around her. “You are too much Lestat. How are you? Well I hope?”

♛ “Better now that I’m with you.” He nuzzled her nose with his, the way he’d done when she was a child. “Are you real? Or just my daydream?” It was a silly old game, but how she had loved it long ago, improvising with such an idea, sometimes proudly claiming fairy lineage.

How different to hear her voice now, the laughter richer than in her youth, still retaining the same charming cadence. Sharpened with the blood. Her delighted facial expression raised the wisp of an image of her little girl face. It was too much, and not enough, so he lifted her up into his arms and twirled her in the air once, twice, with his face buried in her lush mane to conceal the tearing up. Her scent was mostly the same, berry-filled deserts

freshly baked, let to cool on a sill. 

When he set her down again, he felt of her arms, her shoulders, flesh of my flesh. Strong she was. A fierceness in her eyes now that was not childlike at all. Challenging. She had not yet demonstrated her strength for him, and he was eager to see it.