"You really should talk to him, you know" I said as i entered Lestats office "He's gone out to try to talk some sense into those white business men taking over his customers"
It had been a month since Louis had moved in with us and for the most part everyone was civil.
"And why would i do that, my love?" Lestat asked me as he kept his back to the door and he kept his fingers moving "He can handle himself, he's not our child- he's our 'friend' " He said as he referred to Louis
I sighed as i pushed myself off the doorframe i had previously been leaning on.
I walked over to him as he slowly came to the end of his sheet of music.
His hands danced on the keys of his piano and i placed my own on his shoulder as i stood behind him.
I smiled as the tune came to an end.
"Belle, comme toujours" I spoke softly.
(Beautiful, just like always)
I smiled as Lestat took my hand from his shoulder and held it. He moved over on his stool before he gestured for me to sit beside him.
I did so as he spoke
"Are you talking about me or my playing?" He asked, cheekily
I shook my head as he lightly touched my chin and drew me closer towards him.
After our lips briefly touched, i smiled as i moved my head to fit in the space between his jaw and his shoulder. He kept our hands clasped in my lap.
"Both" i smiled as i looked in front of us at the polished keys on the instrument "Toi, mon amour, tu es la beauté même" I spoke, however i barely got the words out before Lestat drew my face towards his as I laughed
(You, my love, are beauty itself)
"Oh la la" He spoke as I laughed, lightly "Why i think you've stollen my line- and here i was under the impression that you were good at knowing your lines for the stage" He spoke as he moved our faces the last few inches before attaching our lips.
This time our kiss lasted longer.
He slid his hand from my chin up into my hair.
I gasped as I felt my carefully crafted bun fall out.
Lestat took the opportunity to deepen the kiss as i felt his other hand find its way to rest on my hip.
After a minute we started to slow ourselves. I pulled away as i rested my forehead against his.
I looked into his eyes, merely centimetres away from mine. We both sat there, panting.
I had no doubt i looked a mess after Lestat had unravelled my hair.
"You should wear you hair down more, my love, you know i prefer it that way- it reminds me of how you look right after we've made love" He added with a chuckle as i started to blush.
I pulled our heads apart in embarrassment, however he kept his arms tightly around me
"The way your hair fans out around you when you fall back onto the pillow... C'est là, mon amour, que tu es à ton meilleur." He spoke
(That, my love, is when you look your best)
I shook my head before i turned my face as it started to betray me with its rosy tint once again
"Tu es un tel dragueur... je parie que tu séduiras toutes les filles de la ville" I said, my words holding an unintended double meaning causing me to crash back to reality

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The Last Vampire on Earth ?? | OC x Lestat | Interview with the Vampire
FanfictionIf you were the last vampire on earth... it would be enough. Just you and me. Me and you. YOU AND ME! "You, my love, are beauty itself" OR The retailing of Lestats life told by the closest person to the man himself- the only vampire on earth who kn...