#rockstar vampire

[sacredsilence123]

Interview with The Vampire Lestat’s Lead Guitarist

Rockstar Lestat x OC fanfic

Summary:

Daniel Molloy is on the final stretch of his documentary: The Vampire Lestat. He shifts focus to the band that supports Lestat's legendary career as a rock star. But as Molloy prepares to wrap up, one member, the final member to be interviewed, catches his attention: Vina Quinn, the enigmatic lead guitarist and the only vampire among the band members.

She recounts her journey as Lestat's mortal lover after he awakens from his slumber in New Orleans, building the band together, her experience when Lestat turns her, and her entanglement with Lestat's numerous affairs.

📍 Following the events from the book and the show. 📍Character descriptions follow the tv series. 📍 Events in this story take place: after Louis and Lestat's reunion in NOLA, before and after Daniel Molloy's book was released, and during The Vampire Lestat band tour.

NOTE: Tenses sometimes shift in the middle of the story to create the impression of moving between flashbacks and the present time of the interview. The POV also changes from Vina to Lestat during the narration, since Lestat is with her for most of her interview with Daniel.

Warning ‼️ Smut! Graphic depiction of violence, torture, sex, etc.

READ HERE: https://archiveofourown.org/works/59511112/chapters/151773895

[btweenthepages]

The Vampire Lestat is set up in parts, so I will post on the parts as I read them for the Month of April

Brittney

[dearmrhiddleston]

Iron and Salt

Look at him

The rockstar vampire

How magnetic and compelling he is

Dark and powerful

Ancient

Knowing

The Conductor

He has his audience in his thrall

Moves them

Manipulates

Makes love to them

Makes them crazy

And it leaves him empty

Hollow

Waiting again

To be filled

Yes

Now

Who is she?

Just a glimpse of her

In the crowd

Everyone moving

She is still

Holds his gaze

He can feel her heat from where he stands

Sense her heartbeat

Feel it pulse

And he hungers

And still she holds his gaze

While he sings of darkness and pain

Of power and beauty.

And then the crowd is spent and

Exhausted and happy and wandering out from the show.

And so is she

Exhausted

Wandering out of the stadium

Moving with the crowd

Out into the street

A limousine

Slides up silently beside her

A man gets out

A pale man

In a dark suit

He opens the passenger door

She looks inside

And there he is

The Conductor

Holding out his hand for her to join him

In the car

She takes his hand

Cool in hers

Slides in next to him

He watches her eyes

As her desire

Wrestles with her fear

Scared and turned on

He can smell her fear

And her hunger

She is strong

And her blood is hot

His eyes travel over her body

He wonders

Where it will be

That he sinks his teeth into her

He can see the carotid artery

Pulsing

Echoing in his ears...

Or will it be

The top of her creamy golden

Breast

Resting over her heart

Or will he part her legs

And bury his fangs

In her inner thigh

Have her flood into him from her

Femoral artery

With the scent of her

Thick in his nostrils

But no

That would kill her

Too quickly

So beautiful

So strong

His eyes meet hers again

Desire has won her inner argument

Her eyes are dark

Her heart is racing

She puts her mouth on his

Catches her lip on one of his fangs

Starts to bleed

Gasps

As she realises

That those fangs

Are really fangs

She puts her fingers to her mouth

And they come away bloody

So she swallows hard and

Gathers her courage

Offers them

To him

And he knows

She's not frightened

He takes her hand

Takes in the sight of her

Bloodied mouth

Sanguine fingers

He places her hand against his cheek

Marking his face

And then

Kisses her

Softly

Licking her lips

Tasting her

Knowing her

Deepens the kiss

As she continues to

Bleed

Iron and salt on his tongue

Rolling slowly

Around her mouth

In her mouth

He can taste her strength

Her lust

And then he realises

That her hands

Are in his clothes

On his firm, hard skin

And his lips are cold because she has

Gone from there

Kissing a bloody trail down his throat

Her lips, her mouth

Warming his chest

His belly

And the taste of her is all there is

And he is torn between his hunger

And his desire

To feed

Or to

Fuck

He can feed any where

But to find her again

And now she is astride him

Her knees either side of his hips

Her hands in his hair

Kissing him again

He grazes kisses down her throat

Then his mouth has found the soft flesh of her

Breasts

And he slips her shirt off her shoulders

She presses herself against him

And again,

Her bare skin hot against him

She cuts herself

Open on his teeth

Deliberately this time

Opens herself to him

She has opened his pants too

She lifts herself up

Pushes herself down

As at the same time

He embeds his fangs in her flesh

Filling his mouth with her

Filling herself with him

Iron and salt

And heat and strength

And he drinks in her warmth

And she rides his heat

Taking him into her

Over and over

And she is falling into her heartbeat

And drowning in her pulse

Her pulse rushing through him

Tears sliding down her cheeks

Unbearable

Blinding him with bloodlust

As he draws more

He must have more of her

And she clings to him

Pressing into him

Offering it all

Even as her life starts to slip away

She offers more

He hears her heartbeat slow

Her pulse weaken

Feels her fading

He can't let go

But then he does

Tearing his mouth out of her body

Her life flowing down his chin

And filling him

With warmth

With life

With her

He holds her in his arms

Marvelling at her surrender

He draws a claw across his own chest

And offers himself

He presses her mouth against his flesh

And she drinks

Takes him in

Once again

And she is his

And he is hers

And she drinks

His power flowing into her

Burning through her

Ending her

Beginning her

Remaking her

And he feels his power growing in her

And she feeds...