8 ✨️
the games they play are made possible by the trust they share; louis always finding comfort in knowing that he alone can get armand's mind to slow down long enough melt into one. they don't need these games to survive -- their sex life would be vibrant no matter what -- but they make things more interesting.
tonight they'd engaged each other in a particularly intense scene, and louis had been excited to share in his favorite part of it all: aftercare. he'd gently guided armand's limp frame from the bedroom to the bathroom, settling them in the bath with his husband's smaller body between his legs. he offered armand a finger, letting the blood slowly pour out of his body to fill armand back up.
nothing made him feel quite like one as these soft moments of blood sharing.
he'd tried to move them then to the couch to settle in with an ipad placed in front of the other, but it seemed armand couldn't be less interested in technology tonight. strange, but no problem, louis happily welcoming armand's wet curls onto his blanket covered lap. his fingers eased their way through his love's hair and louis breathed a little easier.
" you've done so well tonight sweetheart, " his voice is gentle, one hand moving to run his index finger from his forehead to the tip of his nose. " i love you so very much. "