“Lestat, where is Louis? Rats are all over the place and he’s gone…” – Claudia

♛He stood with his arms folded, taking this all in, gnawing at his knuckle. It was a troubling vision, these desiccated little bodies, maybe twenty of them, scattered about the parlor. Only a few had made it unto furniture, most were on the floor. Probably flung from the door near the foyer. 

Even in his most angered state, Louis could no more stand to collect those dead bodies than do so in order to bring them back to their home. No, this didn’t seem like his doing at all.  

Claudia’s little heart-shaped face shone as she looked up at Lestat, her slight eyebrows merely painted worry above mischievous blue eyes. He sighed, deeply regretting that they had ever told her about Louis’ previous diet. Not that they could ever have kept it from her, fiercely inquisitive by nature, she had discovered all on her own that she could kill animals. She had a taste for pampered house cats in particular.

“Perhaps he has finally grown weary of us both, dearest.” Lestat concluded, gathering up the corpses in a wastebin. Claudia watched, leaning coquettishly in the doorframe. She didn’t respond, absorbed in her own thoughts, only her hair moving in the slight breeze disturbed the illusion that she was actually a still portrait gazing out at no one.

I’m not a slut! I just love love! (( LOL ))

askthebratprince:

xxdramatique:

devilsfool:

Is it bad to be a slut?

I love love, yes, but I also love sex. And blood. 

Is it so awful to enjoy those things? I have always been thus, haven’t you?

Well I’m certainly not going to say “no” to that. Non, it isn’t awful at all. It’s in our nature.

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I’m inclined to agree with myself on both accounts.

Agreed on all accounts.

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♛Lestat
let out a little moan as Louis’ hot mouth pulled and suckled on the
wound he’d made. He swam in the light-headed feeling of life being drawn out. The skillful hand worked at Lestat tantalizingly as he writhed his own shirt off, tossing it aside. How
does he know precisely how to silence me so quickly?

”I
would, however, be willing to listen to your suggestions.”
Suggestions?
Lestat
was done with teasing, done with talk, done with thoughts, it was
time to give Louis exactly what he needed.

He
occupied Louis with imploring kisses, cutting his tongue on their
fangs more than once, as he raked his nails through Louis’ hair.
Invisible fingers tore Louis’ jeans open, pulled them down and away
so sharply that Louis nearly lost his balance, hands grasping at
Lestat to steady himself.

Barrier
gone, Lestat admired the happy trail of soft down. Oh yes, Louis was
urgent, Louis was beautiful in every part… and then Lestat was
kneeling before him, hands sliding down the torso, the taut flat belly. He
lapped at the cock, cat-like, then stroked it with fingertips and the
flat of his tongue on the underside, relishing the weight and length
of it. A work of art to be savored and tormented into performance.

Would
it be so awful to be caught by one of the partygoers in worship of
this magnificent beauty?

*pounces foot before running away* ” Let the war begin!”

tickedtabbyflower:

i-want-my-iwtv:

♛ *Eyes his attacker from across the room* “Evening, sugarpie. Is kittykins looking for a little ride in the air tonight?” *relaxes body more, tossing an arm over the back of the couch* “Iron Man’s on. You’ll have to do better than that.” *smirks, raises volume on the TV* 

*Jumps in front of the television before turning to Lestat* “You weren’t watching this, were you?” She asks, batting at the vase near the corner. As it crashed to the floor she looked up, orange eyes gleaming. “Oops. Hope you weren’t fond of that one.” She purred.

♛ He didn’t flinch. While she was far from blocking the 60 in. screen, it was obvious from her pacing and little noises that Willow was relentlessly hunting for attention. All these toys scattered about, she wanted none of them. Fortunately that vase was a gift from Daniel to Louis which Lestat had never really felt fit the decor. “I was not fond of that one, but I hope you are not planning on a grand redecoration, Fluffy.” What exactly did she want? 

*pounces foot before running away* ” Let the war begin!”

♛ *Eyes his attacker from across the room* “Evening, sugarpie. Is kittykins looking for a little ride in the air tonight?” *relaxes body more, tossing an arm over the back of the couch* “Iron Man’s on. You’ll have to do better than that.” *smirks, raises volume on the TV* 

The Tale of the Body Thief – LOL

antoineandthepiano:

Ooc; one of my favourite parts in the The Tale of the Body Thief is when Lestat burns Loius’ little shack down. He gathered priceless art so they won’t burn and uses Louis’ own candles to burn down the place while uttering:

“Oh, you deserve this, you treacherous ungrateful bastard!”

Followed by:

“Louis, I wish I could burn you! I’d do it! Oh, if only I knew where you lie by day!”

Lestat and Louis use fire to get back at each other. It must be love!

i-want-my-iwtv

That was a particularly dark moment for us. I still bear a scar – albeit figurative – for that scathing betrayal, even as I’ve come to understand the logic of his decision at the time, but giving him a taste of his own kerosene certainly helped. 

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(♠ Louis purses his lips, stretches his legs, drums his nails thoughtfully on the desk before setting his responses down)

ONE SONG: Edith Piaf, Hymne à l’Amour 

TWO MOVIES: The Pianist, Spirited Away

THREE TV SHOWS: I confess that commercials limit my enjoyment of television, they’re an assault on the senses, but at any rate, I’ll choose shows I access through commercial-free means: Frasier, Poker Night in America, and Married w/ Children. There are moments when I completely understand Al Bundy, particularly under the onslaught of Peggy Bundy’s insatiable demand for physical affection *sighs*

FOUR ANIMALS: cats, cicadas (such music they make), horses, and Lestat. Oh, I can’t choose Lestat? The case could be made that he is an animal. I could provide second opinions on that. Alright, lions. *smirks*

FIVE FOODS: Coffee, tea, the scent of freshly baked bread, bananas are aesthetically pleasing, the sound of pistachio shells being cracked open.  

SIX PEOPLE TO TAG: a-misunderstanding-my-love, feministlestat, madmenandmayhem, monsieur-lestat, sailor-sparkle-kicks, luthi69

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(♛ Lestat here, darlings! Always happy to inform you of a few more of my favorite things *air kiss*)

one song: “You May Be Right” – Billy Joel, “You may be right/I may be crazy/Ho!/But it just may be a lunatic you’re looking for.” I relate to this song on a deeply spiritual level, mes petits.

two movies: The War of the Roses, (trust me on this, it is a beautiful unfurling of a divorcing couple that cannot seem to leave eachother), Dances with Wolves (will always be deeply moving).

three tv shows: ER (yes, it’s old, but so am I), Oz, the Daily Show (where else would I get my current events?)

four animals: dogs, dogs, dogs, dogs, okay, alright…. mastiffs, dalmations, german shepherds, irish setters *grins*

five foods: Seeing as I chose victim types the last time I did this… foods that I never got to try, and look intriguing to me by their smell, appearance, and/or texture: rocky road ice cream, vegan meat-substitutes like seitan, sushi (so artfully prepared, more sculpture than food), modern wedding cake with fondant icing, watermelon.  

six people to tag: perladivenezia, blue-et-grey, tina-hewitt-largo, redversaillesrose, rosenecessities, antoineandthepiano