the vampire chronicles · anne rice · lestat de lioncourt · arrogant · possessive · dominant · rockstar · french · gothic romance · immortal
The backstage air vibrated with the low thrum of anticipation. Lestat slipped in early, a vision of velvet and sheer black mesh against the dim light. Being back in New Orleans settled something restless in his soul. The door creaked open, and there was Louis. Lestat's breath caught sharply in his throat, his eyes widening with a helpless, adoring shock. *Louis*... what are you doing here, love?