Lestat de Lioncourt | Parody
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Нυѕвand. Ғaтнer. Rυle-вreaĸer. Vaмpιre. 21+ #SmutlessRP #InterviewWithTheVampire #TheVampireLestat MV/Selectively MS | #Fake
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"Ι aм тнe Vaмpιre Leѕтaт. Ι'м ιммorтal мore or leѕѕ. Тнe lιgнт oғ тнe ѕυn, тнe ѕυѕтaιned нeaт oғ an ιnтenѕe ғιre -- тнeѕe тнιngѕ мιgнт deѕтroy мe. Вυт тнen agaιn, тнey мιgнт noт."

~ 21+ #SmutFree RP (sorry, darlings)
~ #InterviewWithTheVampire #TheVampireLestat
~ MV/Selectively MS
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❝Rock is served hot, blood warm, and revenge cold... but love is served sweet.❞

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lebriseurderegles.bsky.social
~ vampire’s next meal.

Leaning back in his seat, Lestat says to the driver, “Home.”

And then, telepathically, he whispers to Daniel.

/I will behave myself. For now./
lebriseurderegles.bsky.social
Lestat slides elegantly in beside the man and glances over with a feline grin.

“Do you plan on saying something that makes me mad?”

Like a cat, Lestat doesn’t mind playing with his food. Despite his verbal warnings, this writer seems perfectly alright with the possibility of becoming the ~
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brightreporter.bsky.social
"He didn't look like someone who would either."

To be fair to Louis, Daniel had been trolling for drugs. That was why he had followed him to begin with. An interview was just a bonus. Not exactly the sort of guy you bring to a nice place.

"Look, I hope you won't! But in my experience with ━
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“Do I look like someone who would have a ‘shitty apartment’?”

Never mind the decades between the 1980s and early 2000s. Not his proudest era.

He has only to lift his hand, and a car is pulling up to the curb for them.

“But thank you for the warning. Though you seem to assume I wish to have ~
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~ home is yours,” he says gently, with more kindness than he would show most.

Louis is beautiful. Gentle. He deserves gentleness in turn.

“Even if you are not ready now for the rest.”
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“Nervous?” he asks with a chuckle, resting a hand upon Louis’ shoulder. “This is all your choice.”

Perhaps, the man simply wants a home and sees this as his best option. Lestat hopes it is not simply that but . . . he would understand. It would be a risk on the human’s part, though.

“My . . . ~
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@brightreporter.bsky.social // Loving the writing! I am going to do a regular reply thread so that we can make it an SL if you like.
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~ a taste. Doth the lady protest too much?” he teases.

He thinks the man is rather eager to be in the company of vampires.

“Après vous,” Lestat drawls languidly, opening the car door. “Daniel Molloy.”
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“Do I look like someone who would have a ‘shitty apartment’?”

Never mind the decades between the 1980s and early 2000s. Not his proudest era.

He has only to lift his hand, and a car is pulling up to the curb for them.

“But thank you for the warning. Though you seem to assume I wish to have ~
brightreporter.bsky.social
"Yeah, alright. Let's find a place to talk. You got a shitty apartment too?"

He asked, using his sass to hide his eagerness. Like a puppy, desperate for attention from higher beings. That was Daniel Molloy. But he's a dog that bites.

"Gotta warn you, apparently I taste bad."
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If the smirk upon the vampire’s face is any indication, he might have skimmed the surface of the man’s mind.

So very eager to put his neck out. Pun intended.

Lestat spreads his arms wide in a dramatic gesture.

“Well. You have one now.”

And one who desires to be embarrassingly conspicuous.
lebriseurderegles.bsky.social
~ whatever is forming between them.

Soon, they reach his home in the Quarter, and Lestat opens the door.

“After you. Bienvenue à la maison, Louis.”
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“I am glad then that you decided to trust me,” he replies, holding out a hand to take the bag from Louis.

Lestat can be quite the gentleman when he wishes to be.

“Though most likely would say that I am the last you should trust.”

But he would not hurt Louis. He would treasure him and this —
lebriseurderegles.bsky.social
If the smirk upon the vampire’s face is any indication, he might have skimmed the surface of the man’s mind.

So very eager to put his neck out. Pun intended.

Lestat spreads his arms wide in a dramatic gesture.

“Well. You have one now.”

And one who desires to be embarrassingly conspicuous.
brightreporter.bsky.social
"No, it's not. But it's not exactly easy to find vampires." Daniel shot back. But, judging by his body language, he's willing to listen.

(And if Lestat were to dip into his mind? It would be buzzing with excitement. Practically screaming 'yes, please' over and over and over again.)
lebriseurderegles.bsky.social
He has no desire to make the man more anemic. His next meal could come from elsewhere.

“Is it good journalistic practice to get only one side of a story?”

In other words, he wants to talk.
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He has no desire to make the man more anemic. His next meal could come from elsewhere.

“Is it good journalistic practice to get only one side of a story?”

In other words, he wants to talk.
brightreporter.bsky.social
Compromise? What would a compromise look like?

Daniel's a little anemic but alive?
He could live with that. It's what happened last time.
lebriseurderegles.bsky.social
Depends upon his mood.

If said writer is useful . . . he is willing to compromise.
lebriseurderegles.bsky.social
~ “You seem to know precisely what I am.”

Then again, he did witness him feeding. It was not a difficult conclusion to draw.

“What sort of being can control light?”

Granted, quite a few of his kind can wield fire as well as they could become decimated by it.
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A flicker of panic shows in his eyes.

Lestat has survived a great many things that most vampires would not. But he would not test this.

He raises his own hands in mock surrender.

“You will not find a fight with me.”

Curiosity is another matter.

“What are you?” the vampire asks bluntly. ~
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Depends upon his mood.

If said writer is useful . . . he is willing to compromise.
brightreporter.bsky.social
Uh...

Quick question. Would 'that writer' end up drained if he was willing to listen?
lebriseurderegles.bsky.social
Where is that writer?

He has a few words for him.
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~ what was in his glass. Wine, lamentably. Thankfully, now he has the promise of more.

Walking to the coat rack, Lestat daintily plucks her red coat and holds it out to her.

“Shall we?”
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They might fight — frequently — but that likely stems from being far too much alike. In spite of the tension often between them, he does like making her happy.

Something he hesitates to admit let alone show.

But this? This he can do as her maker.

“Excellent,” he replies, downing the rest of ~
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Where is that writer?

He has a few words for him.
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~ you happy.”

He takes Louis by the hand.

“Show me to where you are staying. I shall help you pack and say farewell to your old life.”
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To say the vampire is shocked is an understatement.

Smiling, into the kiss, he hums.

“You are full of surprises, mon cher . . . I know I am not an easy man to love, but I am a devoted one.”

Louis might not know what he is in for with such a promise. His forever.

“And I shall try to make ~
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~ remarkable.

“Of course, I will help you pack. My home will be you’re, too.”
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After only a few steps, Lestat pauses so that he can turn and face Louis.

“Your love? Would you truly wish to be that?” he asks, gently trailing a finger down the man’s cheek and then tracing the line of his jaw. “Would you be my immortal beloved?”

Louis is even talking children. It is ~