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“When did you–”
“Just last week, when you weren’t returning my calls.”
“You let someone else mark you?” Lestat scoffs.
“They’re only for you,” Louis lures him in now, tongue curling around the vowels with a sultry drawl. “No one else will get to see me this pretty.”
Lestat can’t stop staring. His tongue darts out to wet his lips. He’s seen Louis in different lights, different centuries, covered in blood and sweat and other fluids; glimpsed Louis’ nipples through shirts, through other men’s minds, but not quite like this.
“You can touch them,” Louis offers, guiding Lestat’s hands further up, fingers resting lightly over Lestat’s knuckles. “Just don’t pull.”
It’s Lestat’s death day party and Louis du Lac shows up uninvited, with a contract in hand and two small secrets. That’s not all he wants from Lestat, though. Does he really know what he wants? Or should we let his body do the talking?
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- Part 2 of performance clauses