Though it doesn't quite compare. Lestat had rushed Louis, but he'd been present. He'd provided some kind of guide. He'd offered, Louis had accepted.
Daniel had none of that.
The guilt will come later. It waits, circling at the edges of Louis' mind, waylaid by all that requires his immediate attention. Holding on to Daniel, feeling his breathing, the lingering closeness that comes from Daniel's teeth in his skin.
"Do you need more?" softly, fingers playing gently with the curls at the nape of Daniel's neck. "Or do you need the blood washed away?"
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Though it doesn't quite compare. Lestat had rushed Louis, but he'd been present. He'd provided some kind of guide. He'd offered, Louis had accepted.
Daniel had none of that.
The guilt will come later. It waits, circling at the edges of Louis' mind, waylaid by all that requires his immediate attention. Holding on to Daniel, feeling his breathing, the lingering closeness that comes from Daniel's teeth in his skin.
"Do you need more?" softly, fingers playing gently with the curls at the nape of Daniel's neck. "Or do you need the blood washed away?"