And Louis does. Nothing to do with what he feels in Daniel's head, everything to do with how he sounds saying this, the curiosity that is so intrinsic to who Daniel is and always has been. Louis laughs, low and fond, presses his smile in against Daniel's cheek. Kisses the corner of his mouth.
"Pretty cool," Louis echoes, just to roll the words off his tongue. Tasting them, experiment with how Daniel's vernacular feels in his mouth.
Reaches down to take him in hand again, a loose curl of fingers. Touching just to touch, intent not quite materializing as Louis thumbs over the head of his cock.
"We'll find it together," Louis tells him, answering at least one unspoken question. Maybe he'll answer the others. Maybe Daniel will have to ask, pin him, corner him into an answer. The mingled experience between Lestat and Armand, so much ground covered in a century's worth of time, not all of it easy to recall. "What it is now, what it will be someday."
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"Pretty cool," Louis echoes, just to roll the words off his tongue. Tasting them, experiment with how Daniel's vernacular feels in his mouth.
Reaches down to take him in hand again, a loose curl of fingers. Touching just to touch, intent not quite materializing as Louis thumbs over the head of his cock.
"We'll find it together," Louis tells him, answering at least one unspoken question. Maybe he'll answer the others. Maybe Daniel will have to ask, pin him, corner him into an answer. The mingled experience between Lestat and Armand, so much ground covered in a century's worth of time, not all of it easy to recall. "What it is now, what it will be someday."