Lestat could already sense where Louis was keeping in the house the minute he'd arisen from his coffin. He hadn't any intentions on doing so in a long while, though his heart stirred for his beloved and he wanted him now. Lestat was swift in his movements as well as quiet. Walking up behind the raven haired vampire, he took him in his arms and spun him to face him. "Mon coeur..." he whispered softly before he pressed his lips to Louis', melding his against the other vampires's as he held him.
Louis had spent the better half of his evening going through countless boxes of Christmas decorations. With Claudia's help, they had a great deal of the mansion decorated, though a few of the rooms were sorely lacking the festive feel.
He had begun to sort through ornaments for the tree (as it wasn't yet decorated) -- when he sensed another like him. Naturally, he only assumed it was Claudia before he felt a stronger pair of arms encircle him and spin him around until he was staring up into violet eyes. He hadn't even a chance to respond before the others' lips were upon him -- which he slowly returned, melting into the kiss.