Lestat is a creature unto himself, with no other like him. I'd not compare myself to him.
[Rowan's lips would only allow the truth to pass, but they also smirked at the brazen attempt to prick his pride into trying to prove that wrong.
The kiss from Lestat after that left his lip bleeding, and he licked over it as he watched vampire lean over him to kiss Adam, felt familiar fingers over new ones touching his groin.
Pride. Such a young, male thing to have- but that's what Adam was. Young, male, and in his own home with his lover and a new addition. The puffing was almost a biological requirement. Still, he knew there were other things that made Adam puff with bravado. Dark things that had etched themselves into his soul, much as Lestat and himself carried old fears and hurts deep down.
He tipped his chin up, glancing at Adam from under his lashes as he let his glamour drop. He couldn't compare to Lestat in the vampire's pale beauty, in his chaos and wild sensuality, but he had his own bits of pretty he knew he could use. He looked much the same as ever, barring his colouring and bone structure. He seemed to be a little more delicately boned, but definitely not fragile. Gold shimmered over his skin, and bronze and copper laced his eyes and hair. He was a molten metallic statue come to life, and he smirked at Adam.]
That's up to your little youngling here. Perhaps if he asks nicely, I'll let him see for himself.
[With the dropping of his glamour, he slid his magic back over Adam, sliding a thicker, more mobile bit of it up into him even as gold wrapped over the human's shaft.
He looked up at Lestat, all the love and affection he had for him being shivered along that bond they had, and he slid a hand down to wrap around the vampire's cock, adding physical touch to magic.]
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[Rowan's lips would only allow the truth to pass, but they also smirked at the brazen attempt to prick his pride into trying to prove that wrong.
The kiss from Lestat after that left his lip bleeding, and he licked over it as he watched vampire lean over him to kiss Adam, felt familiar fingers over new ones touching his groin.
Pride. Such a young, male thing to have- but that's what Adam was. Young, male, and in his own home with his lover and a new addition. The puffing was almost a biological requirement. Still, he knew there were other things that made Adam puff with bravado. Dark things that had etched themselves into his soul, much as Lestat and himself carried old fears and hurts deep down.
He tipped his chin up, glancing at Adam from under his lashes as he let his glamour drop. He couldn't compare to Lestat in the vampire's pale beauty, in his chaos and wild sensuality, but he had his own bits of pretty he knew he could use. He looked much the same as ever, barring his colouring and bone structure. He seemed to be a little more delicately boned, but definitely not fragile. Gold shimmered over his skin, and bronze and copper laced his eyes and hair. He was a molten metallic statue come to life, and he smirked at Adam.]
That's up to your little youngling here. Perhaps if he asks nicely, I'll let him see for himself.
[With the dropping of his glamour, he slid his magic back over Adam, sliding a thicker, more mobile bit of it up into him even as gold wrapped over the human's shaft.
He looked up at Lestat, all the love and affection he had for him being shivered along that bond they had, and he slid a hand down to wrap around the vampire's cock, adding physical touch to magic.]
Can you ask nicely, Adam?