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[vampireblood]

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[viensamoi]

[ That first burn of tightness, taken with a swift shift of hips, plundered deep enough to pierce the veil of both body and soul. Without the pleasure of being opened, Louis' gaze flashed with the bright, desperately wanted pain of victory over the agony of loneliness. This. This has been the only thing that Louis craved for years. Even when they were parted, body after body, he violated, and not one of them would ever know him like this.

The pierce of nail and slice of cock moved through him until, eventually, Louis could move back, had his voice crying out hoarse songs of Lestat's name. It was forever praise upon his lips in want, need, desperation, and love. Louis' own hands carve out their swollen relief in rivulets down the pale flesh of Lestat's back and across his buttocks. Finally, back where he should be, Louis vows silently never to allow this to leave him again.

Hips sluice upward and begin to meet motion for motion. No other proclivities or differences will ever be needed. Louis will always meet Lestat's needs head-on and be there on his knees if he even feels a whisper of unhappiness. This is the one who gave him a second life and breathed life into him again. Wrapping his leg around Lestat's hip, he begins to ride the furious wave of greed, the great need of Lestat's desperation.

Feeling only the bliss of the dead, Louis is lost to the bite of his lover-- world spiraling in upon itself in an orgasm of prerelease, only offered up when one like Lestat sinks his teeth into Louis while he fucks him to the very end of himself. The consummation of their homecoming would turn into a conflagration and their deathbed if lust could be measured at this moment. He moans and grips tight, burying his fingers tight as he jolts his hips forward on a long cry. ]

My Lestat, oh my love. I'm going to come.