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“That is one hell of a mess.” Louis said.
“Well… I was thirsty.” Lestat said.
“You never are so… So dirty like this.” Louis said, looking around.
“They struggled, Louis."
"Lestat, darling, are you okay? You normally never have problems with people struggling."
"As a matter of fact, I’m not feeling really well, Louis."
"Probably something that will go over. Come on, let’s clean this mess up."
"No. First I must give you a surprise.” Lestat said, pulling Louis to the couch.
“A surprise? For me? From you?"
"Don’t act like I’ve never gave you surprises before, Louis.”
“You have never given me surprises before, Lestat.”
“I did. Now shut up and let me give you your surprise.” Said Lestat, sitting next to Louis and giving him a big hug.
“Voila!” Lestat said.
“Was that your surprise?” Louis said.
“Yes.. Wasn’t it surprising?"
"Getting a hug from you.. Actually, yes, that was surprising.” Said Louis, laying his head on Lestat’s shoulder.
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Resistance is futile, Louis.
Claudia’s fingers reached out to gently fiddle with a lock of his blond hair. “We’re not so different you and I…” She found herself saying as she gazed at him gently and passionately.
Her touch was light but sent a calming ripple through him, and he nuzzled his cold cheek to hers in gratitude. In their earliest days together, Claudia had often boldly played with handfuls of his hair as she rode in his arms, or when they reclined together on a divan at home, discussing the evening plans. On this night Lestat needed her reassuring touch more than ever. Their argument just a few hours prior had been scathing, the two at odds over her decision to end her flute lessons.
Louis had not had been home to voice his opinion, but Lestat knew well enough what it would have been. Lestat had surrendered. He could no longer ignore the glint of her hungry eyes when he and Louis deposited her at these lessons, the manner in which they waved goodbye to her, inching closer together before the door closed, she knew these lessons were in fact a carefully plotted arranged absence. So that they could be alone together. So that they could have one another in a way that she could not.
“Mon ange,” he began, unable to say what needed to be said, “it’s our similarities that cause these fights, but also…” and he placed a kiss delicately on her lips, “what bring us together again.” He looked away, navigating the dark streets. They were almost at their destination.
I fuuucking love your blog! seriously is the best VC blog on tumblr, I love your stuff on my dash ♥ bless the moment u decided to created it!
omg thank u!! *u* This means alot to me. I do it for you. YOU. And every one of you who follows me, likes/reblogs… it’s so encouraging to get responses like these, that you love it so much!
It’s good to know my addiction is shared by others and you love my… twisted… sense of humor about it ;]
Man, takes me forever to think of stuff to draw and to actually finish it. Yes, this is a work in-progress…. will add more characters+colour. So please hold out till then and hope you guys who like VC enjoy~
Louis if u think wearing a turtleneck is going to protect u from anyone’s advances you are SO VERY WRONG. “Oh, there’s fabric there, I supposed it is not a bitable area… *pout*”
…And then Lestat gets rid of all neck-covering tops in Louis’ wardrobe.
