The Adventures of Lestat and Louis
Last time on The VCs @leroilestat @spookybearwolf43 Lestat x Louis
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Louis watches as lestat traces his hand, a tender grounding thing. He accepts Lestats kisses and words openly. He is nervous himself. A slight tremor in his voice when he responds. “Yes. Let’s go.” He hands, pulling Lestat up with him. The plane is ready to go. This is thief future. The biggest thing they will do for years to come.” He looks at lestat, memorizing his face for support. He admires the way his eyes look almost violet in this light. A little chuckle escapes him as he notices.
Lestat rises with Louis he was letting himself be pulled up by that trembling hand. Although truthfully, he would have followed Louis anywhere in that moment. As they stand, Lestat brushes his thumb lightly over Louis’ cheek he notices the way his breath hitches and the way he steals that small chuckle. “What?” Lestat asks as he leans in with a teasing lift of his brow. “You are laughing at me already, and we haven’t even boarded the plane.”
But the look Louis gives him makes Lestat falter. He cocks his head just slightly very aware of Louis studying him like a painting pulled from a museum wall, "what do you see, mon amour?” he asks quietly. “Tell me. Before the world distracts us again.”
The boarding call for them hums in the background it's muffled and irrelevant. Lestat takes Louis’ other hand holding both as if steadying him and perhaps steadying himself. They are on the edge of something enormous and he can feel it humming in Louis’ bones, and in his own. “Come,” he adds and squeezes Louis’ fingers. “Let’s step into our future together even if it shakes us a little...”
