ooc; -.- dis is why I didn’t wanna come on this account…
Pleased with the response he’d received he grinned at Louis then, taking his hand and going to lead him inside. “Mhmm, I figured you have the one at home, but that’s your personal library. Why not share your loves with all of New Orleans, hm? You could run it, and hire a few to help you of course. I thought it’d be nice for you.”
“I…I don’t know what to say, Lestat…it’s incredible.” Licking his lips, he looked around for a moment, allowing the other to lead him in, with another stunned shake of his head. “It’s really … mine?”
“Mmm… non. Non, not just yet mon cher,” Lestat said as he walked him a bit closer to their destination. Setting Louis just in front of the large building. “And… now.”
He stared, dumbstruck for a few moments, opening and closing his mouth before finally, emerald eyes blinked, stunned.
“…A library—?”
(via l-e-l-i-o)
With furrowed brows, he took her hand, keeping it firmly clasped in his own. “I understand .. your feelings, Claudia, because I return them, but I don’t want to make the same mistake as last time , do you remember? … I want it to be special for you.”
He tugged her gently along the hallway, stopping when they reached Claudia’s room. Running his hands through his unkempt hair, he took a seat on the bed, and motioned for her to do the same.
They had been in this position before, hadn’t they? It was horrible, because it wasn’t him - he’d been magicked. Gently, he set her down taking her hand in his own.
“Claudia, come with me.”
His brows rose a bit at this, but he complied. He might have blushed, if he were mortal. In the back of his mind there was a creeping sense of guilt, but he quickly pushed it away, lifting her lightly off her feet, returning her gesture of tongue as his own met hers’.
