Shit's been too difficult for Louis. Too much abuse. (Too much Catholicism, too.) He can have whatever he wants, now. He can do all the things he did to torture himself, and do it just for fun. Or do something totally different. Anything.
Daniel gives himself over to the feeling. Doesn't worry just yet about Louis, lets him have what he says he wants, what Daniel can tell he wants because they're in each other's heads. (He doesn't have to wonder if it was like this for Louis and Armand. He knows Armand would never open himself like this. For as much as he disdains the 'silence' between makers and fledglings, he's never honest about anyone in his head, either. A bitter pill, but irrelevant in this moment.)
"You make me feel fucking good, Louis." Breathless, needy. Getting back to the edge, letting Louis feel the rush in his mind as he shifts restlessly towards him, curling up a little, cradles his face, kisses him.
Everything had hurt for so long. Addition, aging, disease. Loneliness, heartbreak, bitterness. And now this. He gets to be immortal, he gets to have Louis, and they get to have each other forever.
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Daniel gives himself over to the feeling. Doesn't worry just yet about Louis, lets him have what he says he wants, what Daniel can tell he wants because they're in each other's heads. (He doesn't have to wonder if it was like this for Louis and Armand. He knows Armand would never open himself like this. For as much as he disdains the 'silence' between makers and fledglings, he's never honest about anyone in his head, either. A bitter pill, but irrelevant in this moment.)
"You make me feel fucking good, Louis." Breathless, needy. Getting back to the edge, letting Louis feel the rush in his mind as he shifts restlessly towards him, curling up a little, cradles his face, kisses him.
Everything had hurt for so long. Addition, aging, disease. Loneliness, heartbreak, bitterness. And now this. He gets to be immortal, he gets to have Louis, and they get to have each other forever.