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"Come to me mon beau. Come-" Lestat beckoned him into his arms to kiss the top of Drake's head and then his forehead. "Let us work on the Mustang and see if it will take your mind off all of this mess"
Looking up at his lover he gave a soft smile taking a few steps and wrapped his arms around him closing his eyes as his head was kissed. Exhaling a relief sigh of contentment. “Yeah? You’d want to do that with me?” He asked opening his eyes so his blues looked at him.
" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you pretend it isn't. "
Drake had his brows raised as he watched Lestat drink the blood dry from the body that lay on the ground and the man Drake was so found off covered in blood. His lips were together arms crossed, Drake likely looked as if he was giving a judgmental look because his features softened when he heard the words from Lestat which surprised him. “Eh?” He spoke giving a bit of a shrug. “You say that like I am mortified with what I just seen?” He gave a bit of a smirk taking steps closer to his lover. “I am not pretending anything babe, I am simply admiring the beautiful monstrous man I sleep next to.” He smirked a bit leaning over and placed his hands on his shoulders to help him stand. “Kiss me, let me taste you and the dinner you just consumed.”
Haha haha. You’re irresponsible hm? Irresistible yes that I can really agree with.
mmmh you know this one has become my laptop background, I’m mmh fuck, Lestat. Gorgeous baby.
joyeux anniversaire (happy birthday in French) was all the context that was given for the Cartier watch hand-delivered to his abode at 11.30 am by a peppy woman in waistcoat and blazer with a bouquet of red dahlia flowers.
Drake was called to the front that morning, curiously he left his office to see the woman with the flowers raising his brows as he felt his cheeks heat up whilst taking the flowers and the note, knowing exactly who it was from a large smile grew on his lips. “Thanks.” He said to her then nodded making a more serious expression. “Back to work.” He said to the others in the front foyer and back to his office he went where he got his phone and made a special call to Lestat. “You know that’s eh? Would have been nice to see you though.” He admitted.
"Bonsoir stud, I was wondering what you're up to. Milan is very...boring. Amuse me through the phone"
Picking up the phone he raised his brows as he leaned against his desk. “Constable Drake Conners how can I help.” He said then heard Lestat on the other side. Smirking. “Stud eh?” He chuckled leaning back against his office chair. “Hello babe, I’m at work, equally as boring.” He said in a playful tone. “Amuse you through the phone hm? Well I wish you were here, I’d give you some good amusement.” He exhaled out his nose. “How should we cure you of boredom hm?”
"This is going to hurt....but you are my brave, brave man" Lestat held the back of Drake's head so tenderly as he coaxed his chin to the to expose his neck,finally he would answer the call of tinglish od fangs allowing them to drop, canines elongating as a firm bite claimed Drake's throat and his hard caressed his firm chest resting on his heartbeat. He'd take from him the little drink , just enough to sate the urge and lay him down on the bed ever so gently in case the room spinned.
Drake looked at him as he felt the back of his bald head get rubbed lovingly. Raising his brows curious of what Lestat was saying. “I am, well I like to think I am.” He chuckled a bit. Tilting his head when he felt the cool hand on his jaw to move his head and so he did and started to grin knowing exactly what he was going to do, so he moved his hands to Lestat’s hips and prepared himself for the teeth. Looking at his lover then grinned a bit as his eyes closed tightly feeling the sharp pain, a slight hissing groan left him, his hands gripped Lestat’s hips tightly whilst his breathing picking up for a short moment. Moving back to lay down at he was placed down on the bed. “Mmh needed a snack babe?” He asked in a soft whisper.
