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[ X ][ the world is a little quieter once they slip away to the room lestat found. there's still the sound of celebration hammering outside the walls, the sound of bodies hitting bodies and flesh against flesh, but it feels like they're in a private, distant bubble. it reminds michael of hawthorne's, in a way. he feels almost underground.
it's quiet enough that when lestat says "like the vampire", his voice is clear and concise and cuts through the air. michael doesn't get the chance to question his hearing. ]
That's...
[ new. interesting, actually. if michael's afraid, he doesn't show it. there's no uptick in his heartbeat at the revelation, no quickening of his pulse. it's steady and calm and controlled, like he feels safer now, being touched by something monstrous, than he did when he was kneeling in front of an open hole waiting for some stranger to feed him their dick.
he looks at lestat like he's considering something, then leans against his hand as it cups his jawline. his heartbeat picks up a little, but again, it's like lestat says - it's arousal, it's excitement. he's intrigued. the world back home was full of dull, pointless humans with dull, pointless lives, acting good and kind and sweet when they were anything but. vampires - from what he would read about them in books, from what he would see about them in movies - were supposed to be unrestrained. tempting. violent. that's what pulls him in. he wants that energy in his life. ]
Do you want to bite me? Does the thought of that... excite you?
[ that's not an invitation - just a question, open and honest. teasing. he leans back just enough to tilt his head away, baring the milky, clean skin of his throat to lestat. he grabs lestat's free hand and brings it to his neck, letting him feel the rush of blood, the pull of it, right there for the taking. he drops his other hand to lestat's belt, slowly thumbing it open. ]
Or do you want something else?
[Oh this one is fun. There's such darkness to him that he knows he's drawn to it like a moth to a flame. That temptation is sweeter than any wine he would have made himself drunk on when he was human. It's an addicting sensation really, one he should learn to pull away from. Of course, that would go against his very nature. Something he refuses to do under any circumstances.
He lets the hand move his own up to that throat. The pulse is faster, something he can already hear so clearly with this little room between them. Lestat smiles as he strokes the pulse right where his thumb rests. Right where he desires to bite him. To sink his fangs so deep in to taste all of the crimes this one is sure to have committed...
But he doesn't lean in. Instead he just moves closer so that their lips are but a breath away. This pretty thing with the angelic face. Yet he can sense the devil within. And oh how it makes his heart pound to know that. To know that he's here with him and he could do whatever he wants with him. Bite him. Fuck him. Both. A soft laugh escapes him as that power swirls around in his mind.
He has to control himself some.]
And if I said that I would be excited to bite you and to fuck you then what would you say? What are your thoughts about that?
[Because why hide his desires? That's not part of this game.]
He lets the hand move his own up to that throat. The pulse is faster, something he can already hear so clearly with this little room between them. Lestat smiles as he strokes the pulse right where his thumb rests. Right where he desires to bite him. To sink his fangs so deep in to taste all of the crimes this one is sure to have committed...
But he doesn't lean in. Instead he just moves closer so that their lips are but a breath away. This pretty thing with the angelic face. Yet he can sense the devil within. And oh how it makes his heart pound to know that. To know that he's here with him and he could do whatever he wants with him. Bite him. Fuck him. Both. A soft laugh escapes him as that power swirls around in his mind.
He has to control himself some.]
And if I said that I would be excited to bite you and to fuck you then what would you say? What are your thoughts about that?
[Because why hide his desires? That's not part of this game.]
[After a conversation with Lucy Pevensie, Jonathan is on the hunt for blood. Or at least severe admonishment.]
Good evening. My name is Dr. Jonathan Reid. Is this the Vampire Lestat's communications device?
Good evening. My name is Dr. Jonathan Reid. Is this the Vampire Lestat's communications device?
The one. The only. To what do I owe the pleasure of learning that my name had been passed around?
Edited 2019-04-04 17:30 (UTC)
[ It's been a good evening already. Rafa lies on Lestat's chest, enjoying the afterglow of falling into bed with him. His hand plays lightly over his stomach, tracing patterns across smooth, pale skin. These moments of passion send every thought fleeing from his mind, and he lives for it. Slowly, afterwards, the thoughts come back, made softer through the pleasure still tingling through his limbs.
It's in that moment that he looks up, dark eyes studying the profile of his lover's face. Every time he looks at him, his stomach is alive with butterflies. He hopes that feeling never goes away. ]
I wanted to ask you something, about your books. [ He might have done it earlier had passion not overtaken them. Now, as the night grows darker, he feels peaceful and secure. A good time to talk. ] I read them, several times. You're as fascinating as I knew you would be, but I had one question above all others.
[ Now he hesitates, thinking about it, and he moves his arm to drape over Lestat's waist. ]
Why is it you are not with Armand?
It's in that moment that he looks up, dark eyes studying the profile of his lover's face. Every time he looks at him, his stomach is alive with butterflies. He hopes that feeling never goes away. ]
I wanted to ask you something, about your books. [ He might have done it earlier had passion not overtaken them. Now, as the night grows darker, he feels peaceful and secure. A good time to talk. ] I read them, several times. You're as fascinating as I knew you would be, but I had one question above all others.
[ Now he hesitates, thinking about it, and he moves his arm to drape over Lestat's waist. ]
Why is it you are not with Armand?
[Long and lazy strokes move across the skin of Rafa's back as he relaxes with him. The patterns on his skin are enough that Lestat is actually considering having a nap on the spot. Or at least he would were it not for the fact that his lover starts to speak to him.
Opening his eyes, he looks over at him, curious to know what he could ask about his books. The possibilities start rolling through his mind in lists until finally he stops when he hears what the actual question is.
Why is he not with Armand?
That's not at all what he's been expecting to hear and the surprise shows on his face as he shifts to be able to look at Rafa more easily.]
Now where did such a question come from? What brought about this curiosity?
Opening his eyes, he looks over at him, curious to know what he could ask about his books. The possibilities start rolling through his mind in lists until finally he stops when he hears what the actual question is.
Why is he not with Armand?
That's not at all what he's been expecting to hear and the surprise shows on his face as he shifts to be able to look at Rafa more easily.]
Now where did such a question come from? What brought about this curiosity?
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[Guess who found out about Japanese emojis? Guess who thinks they're kind of funny?
Lestat did say he wanted to see the side of Armand that Daniel saw. Well, here you go.]
[Guess who found out about Japanese emojis? Guess who thinks they're kind of funny?
Lestat did say he wanted to see the side of Armand that Daniel saw. Well, here you go.]
Edited 2019-07-02 00:47 (UTC)
I'm trying to decide if you're happy or if I should ask what I did this time.
My but word travels fast. You mean Hatter's new Submissive?
[It's 1 AM, Jon is running on no sleep for the past two weeks--Lestat may or may not have noticed that he hasn't seen the Archivist in his dreams of late--and he's delirious.]
I need another Statement, please.
I can almost see everything.
Everything, Lestat.
It's all a conspiracy.
LIEs is a conspiracy.
I need another Statement, please.
I can almost see everything.
Everything, Lestat.
It's all a conspiracy.
LIEs is a conspiracy.
Oh good God. You sound like an idiot.
[Bedside charm. That's this one here.]
Very well, my delightfully insane friend. Would you care to tell me where you are or should I read your mind?
[Bedside charm. That's this one here.]
Very well, my delightfully insane friend. Would you care to tell me where you are or should I read your mind?
[Oh this is going to be good.]
Hello. It's been awhile. Can I help you?
Hello. It's been awhile. Can I help you?
Edited 2019-10-06 23:17 (UTC)
[The following messages come within seconds of each other, all at once:]
Lestat
I am coming to you now
You cannot turn me away
You will not
I need you
You have no clue what has happened
You need to listen to me
This is important
You did not listen to me before
But I am begging you with all of my dark, dark heart
Listen to me
Please
Lestat
I am coming to you now
You cannot turn me away
You will not
I need you
You have no clue what has happened
You need to listen to me
This is important
You did not listen to me before
But I am begging you with all of my dark, dark heart
Listen to me
Please
And people accuse me of being dramatic.
Very well. Since apparently I cannot turn you away I will wait here for your arrival. I haven't anything better to do tonight anyway.
Very well. Since apparently I cannot turn you away I will wait here for your arrival. I haven't anything better to do tonight anyway.
[ The envelope holds only his name, written in ornate, old-fashioned lettering. ]
Lestat, my love.
It seems very wrong that the first letter I write to you is this one. My love, the Creator has deigned to keep his promise. He is sending me home, he claims. I do not know what to think of it, yet, but I believe I must test it. If you are reading this, then I am gone from the city, as promised.
It is my belief, and my greatest hope, that we shall see each other again. Ignacio is certain that he can do it, that he can cross the bridge between the worlds, and find me again. This is what I want - that we might know each other on our own terms, that I might show you my world as you have shown me yours. It is to this hope that I cling.
And yet, if that is not to be - if these are the last words I am permitted to say to you - then know how much I love you, Lestat. From the moment I first saw you, I have loved you, and yearned for you. No one makes me smile so readily as you. There is so much love in you, so much passion and romance. Every time we are together, I love you all over again. You have been like the sun to me in this world. I am so happy to have met you, to have known you --
And in truth, I cannot accept that it could end here. No, I will see you again, and when I do, I will make such love to you. Until the moment I can, please take care of Ignacio for me. Remind him that he is loved. Be strong for each other, and be happy, and come to find me. Let no one tell you what to do, my brat prince. Come to me, and I shall make you a true prince, in the kingdom I am going to win.
Until we meet again, my beautiful love.
Your Rafa.
Lestat, my love.
It seems very wrong that the first letter I write to you is this one. My love, the Creator has deigned to keep his promise. He is sending me home, he claims. I do not know what to think of it, yet, but I believe I must test it. If you are reading this, then I am gone from the city, as promised.
It is my belief, and my greatest hope, that we shall see each other again. Ignacio is certain that he can do it, that he can cross the bridge between the worlds, and find me again. This is what I want - that we might know each other on our own terms, that I might show you my world as you have shown me yours. It is to this hope that I cling.
And yet, if that is not to be - if these are the last words I am permitted to say to you - then know how much I love you, Lestat. From the moment I first saw you, I have loved you, and yearned for you. No one makes me smile so readily as you. There is so much love in you, so much passion and romance. Every time we are together, I love you all over again. You have been like the sun to me in this world. I am so happy to have met you, to have known you --
And in truth, I cannot accept that it could end here. No, I will see you again, and when I do, I will make such love to you. Until the moment I can, please take care of Ignacio for me. Remind him that he is loved. Be strong for each other, and be happy, and come to find me. Let no one tell you what to do, my brat prince. Come to me, and I shall make you a true prince, in the kingdom I am going to win.
Until we meet again, my beautiful love.
Your Rafa.
[The letter is red in practically an instant. And just like that his face goes from a smile to a bitter glare as he crumples it up then tosses it into the air. A narrowing of his eyes and it catches fire, the ashes falling from the air as he turns away from it to go fling himself dramatically onto a chair.
Seeing that the table in his room is too close to the chair for his tastes, he kicks it away with his foot causing it to shatter against the wall beyond it.]
My Rafa. Please.
[This stings. It's a bitterness that coats his tongue and fills his veins in a way he hates. Of course Rafa would eventually leave. Of course he would.
They always leave. Always. Even ones he doesn't turn himself.]
Seeing that the table in his room is too close to the chair for his tastes, he kicks it away with his foot causing it to shatter against the wall beyond it.]
My Rafa. Please.
[This stings. It's a bitterness that coats his tongue and fills his veins in a way he hates. Of course Rafa would eventually leave. Of course he would.
They always leave. Always. Even ones he doesn't turn himself.]
[ Ignacio loved to pamper Lestat.
His lover was constantly on his mind, and he was frequently thinking of new and interesting ways to spend their 'date nights' together. However, tonight he decided to return to basics.
Instead of bringing Lestat to his home, he went to his and invaded his room. There, he set a porcelain foot bath at the foot of a plush, comfortable chair. Both pieces were plugged in, as they both had massage functions that Ignacio intended on using on Lestat.
He also set up a massage table, along with scented oils. He had polish for his nails, brushes, and even a basin and pitcher meant to contain hot water. All of which were able to magically appear in the room with little effort on his part. He waited for his love wearing nothing because, honestly, there was no need for him to be dressed up when he was basically going to be his servant for the night, a thought that brought a smile to his lips.
There was no need to text him, he need only reach out his mind to him in invitation. ]
Lestat, come to me...
His lover was constantly on his mind, and he was frequently thinking of new and interesting ways to spend their 'date nights' together. However, tonight he decided to return to basics.
Instead of bringing Lestat to his home, he went to his and invaded his room. There, he set a porcelain foot bath at the foot of a plush, comfortable chair. Both pieces were plugged in, as they both had massage functions that Ignacio intended on using on Lestat.
He also set up a massage table, along with scented oils. He had polish for his nails, brushes, and even a basin and pitcher meant to contain hot water. All of which were able to magically appear in the room with little effort on his part. He waited for his love wearing nothing because, honestly, there was no need for him to be dressed up when he was basically going to be his servant for the night, a thought that brought a smile to his lips.
There was no need to text him, he need only reach out his mind to him in invitation. ]
Lestat, come to me...
[He'd been out hunting when he got the call from his lover. Not because he needs the blood but because he desires it. Still, the call of Ignacio gliding over the voices of the city catches his attention and Lestat looks back in the direction of his home.
He can't help but be curious.
Speeding through the night, he appears in his room in a flutter of curtains. He can smell the various things and he notes the changes to his room. Eyes widening, he smiles as he moves over to his lover, who he sees is deliciously naked, and kisses him lightly.]
What is this all about, my love?
He can't help but be curious.
Speeding through the night, he appears in his room in a flutter of curtains. He can smell the various things and he notes the changes to his room. Eyes widening, he smiles as he moves over to his lover, who he sees is deliciously naked, and kisses him lightly.]
What is this all about, my love?
[Jon doesn't understand what this means. But he'd found a cologne literally with Lestat's name on it, so, he'd bought it. And Lestat is getting it as a Christmas gift at his residence. There's no note, just a box with his name and the gift. Duplicity is a mysterious and troubling place sometimes. Also kind of funny, if Jon's being honest with himself.]
I would ask which reputation of mine proceeds me but since you call me family I already know it's the glowing one.
Hello, Cesare. How wonderful to meet you.
Hello, Cesare. How wonderful to meet you.
[ On Christmas Eve, Lestat will find a gift wrapped with his name on it. It's a small box, but inside is a moonstone ring. The tag says: ]
I once told you that your eyes were like this stone, changing colour all the time. Once blue, once purple, depending on how the light hits it. No gem truly matches you, but this comes the closest. You should have one of your own.
Happy holidays.
With love,
Your Rafa.
I once told you that your eyes were like this stone, changing colour all the time. Once blue, once purple, depending on how the light hits it. No gem truly matches you, but this comes the closest. You should have one of your own.
Happy holidays.
With love,
Your Rafa.
[ Dominic leaves a wrapped a pair of wine glasses outside Hatter's residence, along with notes for both Hatter and Lestat. The one marked 'Lestat' reads: ]
Thank you for looking after me when I was injured, and for your company when I needed a contract.
Take this with my good wishes and hopes that you have a merry Christmas.
Sincerely,
Dominic Price
Thank you for looking after me when I was injured, and for your company when I needed a contract.
Take this with my good wishes and hopes that you have a merry Christmas.
Sincerely,
Dominic Price
[ On Valentine's Day, it arrives. A card, a Valentine's card, and a small, jewellery-sized box. Inside the box is a small bottle, filled with a strange, milky substance that looks somewhat insubstantial, like a cloud. It shimmers in the light.
The card contains a simple message. ]
My dearest prince,
Once, my memories of you were taken from me. You know that this was so, and since that time, I have feared it may happen again. I have worked, and paid to protect myself, and yet even with that, I fear the worst. And so I give you this.
If my efforts should fail, this vial contains my memories of you. Our first meeting, the dream that was not a dream, every room we destroyed together, the blood we spilled and tasted and gorged on together. Every hunt. Every kiss. They are yours, for safekeeping. If ever my mind is compromised again, you will have what you need to restore it. Keep it safe. The part of my heart that belongs to you is contained in this vial.
With all my love,
Rafa.
The card contains a simple message. ]
My dearest prince,
Once, my memories of you were taken from me. You know that this was so, and since that time, I have feared it may happen again. I have worked, and paid to protect myself, and yet even with that, I fear the worst. And so I give you this.
If my efforts should fail, this vial contains my memories of you. Our first meeting, the dream that was not a dream, every room we destroyed together, the blood we spilled and tasted and gorged on together. Every hunt. Every kiss. They are yours, for safekeeping. If ever my mind is compromised again, you will have what you need to restore it. Keep it safe. The part of my heart that belongs to you is contained in this vial.
With all my love,
Rafa.
[You can be sure he's putting this somewhere special where only he can find it.]
[ When he finds out what's happened from Diva, Rafa's first action is to reach for Lestat. He does so through his mind, both because it's the most immediate, and because he needs something more personal than a phone call. Lestat had promised he'd always hear him when he thought about him. So... ]
Lestat? Where are you, my love? Can I help?
Lestat? Where are you, my love? Can I help?
Wallowing in a pit of darkness that crushes my heart like a vice as I scream out into the void.
[ Ignacio is not the sort to curse, unless he in the throes of passion that is overwhelming him. However, on this occasion? As he is throwing around his furniture haphazardly? He is absolutely cursing. ]
FUCKING Magnus Bane is an absolute fool--!
Lestat, do you know what this IDIOT is doing?!
[ It is also very unlike him to be so... uncensored. ]
FUCKING Magnus Bane is an absolute fool--!
Lestat, do you know what this IDIOT is doing?!
[ It is also very unlike him to be so... uncensored. ]
[He's in the middle of having a delicious snack when he hears the call from his lover. Holding the young man in his arms, he lifts his head and then tilts it curiously.]
Iggy, what happened?
[A snack? No longer interested. He senses drama!]
Iggy, what happened?
[A snack? No longer interested. He senses drama!]
[Oh god...oh god he's laughing so hard he's crying. Thank fuck this is a text.]
Mon lapin, is something wrong? My intent was tease him for being so overprotective.
Though the young man is very lovely. Especially when he blushes.
Mon lapin, is something wrong? My intent was tease him for being so overprotective.
Though the young man is very lovely. Especially when he blushes.
Edited 2020-08-04 21:50 (UTC)
[ He is not sure you will care, but he's too happy to care if you don't! ]
Lestat!
Look! It's my son! Look how big he is! He's beautiful, isn't he?
Lestat!
Look! It's my son! Look how big he is! He's beautiful, isn't he?
He's so beautiful. What is his name? Is he here?
[Can he hit on him?]
[Can he hit on him?]
[Rafa can just feel the bitter sneer on Lestat's end. However, he can also feel the pain that comes with topics of Claudia. His feelings surrounding her are so complicated. It can't be helped.]
What did she want?
What did she want?
Yes.
[Zero hesitation and so much excitement.]
When and wear my love?
[Zero hesitation and so much excitement.]
When and wear my love?
for gods sake what's the matter with you????
louis de fucking pointe du lac shows up and ur just like
no i'll not tell anyone that's fine
GOD
i think i almost died????
he's so fucking pretty u have such good taste wtf
congrats on the contract my baby shipper heart is now content thank u
louis de fucking pointe du lac shows up and ur just like
no i'll not tell anyone that's fine
GOD
i think i almost died????
he's so fucking pretty u have such good taste wtf
congrats on the contract my baby shipper heart is now content thank u
[By now he's had the chance to talk to Iggy and repaired things between them. He's still a lot raw but this makes him burst out laughing when he sees it.
God he loves Nate.]
He and I have been rather occupied in bed lately.
I'm thrilled you met him though.
He truly is gorgeous. Heartbreakingly so.
Also you are adorable and I adore you.
God he loves Nate.]
He and I have been rather occupied in bed lately.
I'm thrilled you met him though.
He truly is gorgeous. Heartbreakingly so.
Also you are adorable and I adore you.
( louis has always been a late riser. it's well after dusk when he finally takes his first breath since sunrise, and stirs against lestat.
he'd fallen asleep in the bed they'd been sharing, with the blackout curtains drawn, just as lestat had shown him how to do. it was downright unnerving to sleep somewhere as open as a bed without anyone beside him, and the urge to find somewhere dark and enclosed to bury himself had been nearly overwhelming. but in the end, emotion and exhaustion had been enough. louis had fallen into the death sleep clutching a pillow to his chest, lestat's latest book (and his dog) by his side.
for now, though, all of that is still a hazy, half-remembered dream. louis's limbs are still numb, his body sluggish with sleep, but he presses himself with drowsy, uncomplicated affection against lestat as he slowly returns to the world. )
Mm... Bonsoir, monsieur.
he'd fallen asleep in the bed they'd been sharing, with the blackout curtains drawn, just as lestat had shown him how to do. it was downright unnerving to sleep somewhere as open as a bed without anyone beside him, and the urge to find somewhere dark and enclosed to bury himself had been nearly overwhelming. but in the end, emotion and exhaustion had been enough. louis had fallen into the death sleep clutching a pillow to his chest, lestat's latest book (and his dog) by his side.
for now, though, all of that is still a hazy, half-remembered dream. louis's limbs are still numb, his body sluggish with sleep, but he presses himself with drowsy, uncomplicated affection against lestat as he slowly returns to the world. )
Mm... Bonsoir, monsieur.
[He's always risen before Louis. So he's been wrapped around him, playing with his hair as he does. The curtains are still drawn even though there's no need for that. The sun is long since down. Currently he's reading a book of poetry from one of the shelves in the library when he feels Louis stir.
Setting the book aside, he shifts to curl around him, bury his face in his neck. Louis has no scent but there's comfort in that. He breathes deeply of it. His fledgling will need to feed soon but he can take a moment to demand his attention first.]
Ah Louis. You always will be such a late riser.
Setting the book aside, he shifts to curl around him, bury his face in his neck. Louis has no scent but there's comfort in that. He breathes deeply of it. His fledgling will need to feed soon but he can take a moment to demand his attention first.]
Ah Louis. You always will be such a late riser.
[The message makes him laugh. This is quite sudden now isn't it.]
What brought this on? What do you want to know?
What brought this on? What do you want to know?
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