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burnadette_dpdlSummary: Lestat and Louis in bed with a copy of William Harvey's De Motu Cordis. Sensuality ensues.
Note: This is in response to DD of Feb. 23, 2014. Prompt words used: Goldfish, Late, Memory. Thanks again to floatingleaf for beta-reading!
floatingleaf for beta-reading!It just outgrew its wordcount limit very quickly and couldn't be edited back down. It ended where it ended bc it felt right. I plan to go further the next time they're in the mood like this.
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Also posted here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/1251502
“Fuck, Louis,” I cried out. “That's a tendon!”
He gives me a fleeting glance, plants a few kisses as if fastening buttons on my chest, and retorts with a wicked smile, “Yes it is, Captain Obvious. It neighbors your brachial artery.” I lean back against the cushioned headboard as he resumes focus on the gash he's made near my bicep.
Lately his interest in anatomy has altered our dynamic in an exquisitely painful manner. With my gift of William Harvey's de Motu Cordis spread open beside us, he plots his exploration of my body as if he didn't already know every curve and valley by heart. He can play me like an instrument, even as I resist giving him the reactions he predicts.
Wordlessly, he guides me to lie on my side, his fingertips light but commanding. A quick check of the de Motu Cordis, and then he licks at the little open gash on my inner arm, keeping it open, tonguing it roughly, intensifying its burn as he twists that arm backwards with keen tension. Hard enough to make me let out a few choice curses, before rolling me onto my back. Something crunches under me and we pause. His long fingers skim around my shoulder, digging as carefully as an archaeologist gathering artifacts.
Crackers, Goldfish crackers, a sizable handful, which he's now crushing to powder, sprinkling over my chest like some kind of dusty baptism! I can feel the laughter immediately pressing from within and even though I hold it back, he can tell that it's barely stifled, which to him, is almost as rude as letting it go because his eyes light up, and mon dieu, here comes the freight train.
“LESTAT,” Untangling himself from me somewhat awkwardly. “I've told you more than once, if you have to constantly treat that animal, don't do it in YOUR BED.... “
“Oh, come on, don't ruin the moment, cher,” I snake an arm around his waist, reeling him tightly back against me. I'm nuzzling through the dark silk of his hair, against his cheek, taking in a deep breath of his scent. Meeting with no opposition, I undulate my naked hips for more height – a move I know he's susceptible to, especially when I am naked – licking his ear, piercing it, pulling it into my mouth to savor his blood on my tongue. Just the way he likes.
“It's just, ah...” he struggles slightly, but I'm playing him, now, and he knows it. “Just that.. the principle of the thing,” he's stammering now. It's adorable. I love to render him speechless. Even better when he tries to express himself anyway.
“Mmhmm, yes, principles... go on...” I'm plying him with deep pressure from my fingers now, too, targeting those places that melt him.
“Rules...” he slides a hand up my chest, pressing sweetly, as if that could slow my machinations.
“Who rules here?” I growl menacingly, releasing his ear with reluctance. I run a hand through his hair, clawing gently at his skin, weaving my fingers deeply and tugging down a little to tip his head back. I scrape right under his jawline with my tongue, hard and slowly. A few more licks like that will draw blood. On a mortal, it would have drawn blood already.
He gasps. Tries to catch my mouth with his. “Please, Lestat, this is unfair... unfair advantage...” I pull back, darting my tongue out to tease him when he tries to reach me, savoring the shiver that runs through him when our lips make the slightest contact.
“What 'unfair advantage'?” I pout. “We were going by your choices in the book, if memory serves.” I tap the book for emphasis, and then press him down flat, looming over him, casting a shadow across his perfect skin. “I was being-” dipping down to nip at his neck again, “fully,” doing it once more, “compliant.”
“Ah... yes... that's so.” He trembles, blushing. I can smell it and it is intoxicating, despite the fact that I’ve just had a taste already. Only an appetizer.
“So you agree that it's MY bed and I can do whatever I please in it?” I press my body against his, sliding down to gnaw at the wingspan of his clavicle, but it's my hand clawing at his throat that keeps him in thrall.
“Yes, of course... but,” it was his turn to cry out as I bit the same tendon he had attacked. Tendons get little blood flow, so I merely wet my lips with what little came out as the wound closed. He seized the opportunity of my brief reprieve. “You're going to give that dog diabetes.”
“Well, I don't deny those I love,” I gaze down at him, licking my lips, “what they want,” my heart picking up speed as he completely surrenders, tilting his head back in divine offering. “Especially in my bed.”
Also posted here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/1251502
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Date: 2014-03-01 10:20 am (UTC)And that image of him planting kisses as if fastening buttons on Lestat's chest is so arresting...
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Date: 2014-03-01 02:09 pm (UTC)Wonderful fic (just post it to the comm as a fic!)--sensual and a bit funny with the crackers, and wonderfully hot. Well done!
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Date: 2014-03-02 12:31 am (UTC)Thank u! Louis would be totally into anatomy, check out my comments to
Wonderful fic (just post it to the comm as a fic!)--sensual and a bit funny with the crackers, and wonderfully hot. Well done!
Omg, *fanning self* that is exactly what I was aiming for. So good to know it hit all the marks :D
Although I am quite flattered that you suggested it, I'm a little shy about posting fic directly to the comm, it would feel a bit like stepping out on stage alone. With my TVL discussion posts, I'm out there in voice only, like a narrator, while Lestat & Co. strut and fret their hour upon the stage, hahaha!
Plus, we do have quite alot of action out there right now, it's practically a madhouse, and I love it!
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Date: 2014-03-02 12:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-03-02 12:00 am (UTC)Thank uuuuu! Yes, I think Louis, being a booklover, would be very into anatomy, but even more than that, the merging of art and science would be appealing to him, in the illustrations of a real vintage edition.
Actually,
This is going to sound so stuffy, I apologize in advance, but since u asked: with this ficlet, I came up with the first line when I cut myself the other day. Not in the tendon, just the knuckle! Then I was thinking about tendons, and then did a little research on tendons, which led to researching maps of major arteries... then I was curious about famous circulation illustrators, and that's where I went, basically!
So I had a draft already by the time I mentioned vampire biology in the TVL Sec. 4 discussion post, just put it out there as bait to see if anyone else might want to discuss that as a separate topic. Was quite thrilled to get so many bites :]
Yes, it felt like both a calming and stimulating gesture. Nurturing and provocative, which is pretty much the combination I see Louis needing when being sensual with Lestat.
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Date: 2014-03-02 03:55 am (UTC)YES. I share this headcanon to the full extent of its complete perfection. <33333
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Date: 2014-03-17 03:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-03-17 04:00 am (UTC)Scandalous
Date: 2014-03-17 04:45 am (UTC)Re: Scandalous
Date: 2014-03-20 01:47 am (UTC)Re: Scandalous
Date: 2014-03-23 04:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-03-03 06:09 pm (UTC)Not stuffy in the least! :) And I'm sorry you cut your finger, but as for the "Fuck, a tendon!" thing, what marvellous opportunism in the service of fic!
On 2 March 2014 00:00, burnadette_dpdl - DW Comment dw_null@dreamwidth.orgwrote:
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Date: 2014-03-01 02:49 pm (UTC)Yes, to Louis making good use of Lestat's gift. What do you buy for the man who's got everything? Socks? A book! How lovely that Louis doesn't just read it but uses it like a road map. Love the idea of playing with Lestat's body as if it's an instrument. Cello, perhaps? He's too big to be a violin.
Typical Lestat that he picks up on Louis's word 'Rules' and totally changes it to his advantage.
I burst out laughing over the goldfish crackers! And this line made me swoon:
His long fingers skim around my shoulder, digging as carefully as an archaeologist gathering artifacts.
Two men could harm each other badly, two vampires could rip each other apart, so moments of gentleness like this are very touching.
Sooo glad that you didn't try to stick to the DD word limit :)
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Date: 2014-03-02 12:17 am (UTC)Yes, to Louis making good use of Lestat's gift. What do you buy for the man who's got everything? Socks? A book!
Lestat is ALL about gifts, as we've discussed before in various places here, and I would think it's increasingly difficult to get gifts fror the man who's got everything. I sort of borrowed that idea from
How lovely that Louis doesn't just read it but uses it like a road map. Love the idea of playing with Lestat's body as if it's an instrument. Cello, perhaps? He's too big to be a violin.
Yes, Louis seems less practiced than Lestat in the art of Sexy Moves, so I imagine that he would plot out his moves, whereas Lestat, being an actor, is more of an improviser. Yes, I think cello would be accurate! But it's Lestat who takes over, he ends up playing Louis like an instrument at the end there.
I burst out laughing over the goldfish crackers!
Yeah the goldfish crackers! Powdered goldfish crackers as a religious experience, lol.
Two men could harm each other badly, two vampires could rip each other apart, so moments of gentleness like this are very touching.
Yeah, this is another moment where I have Louis being more caring than sexy, I think in this moment he's a little afraid he accidentally made Lestat break something precious and delicate.
Sooo glad that you didn't try to stick to the DD word limit :)
thank u very much, I'm really quite touched by your thoughtful review *tears up* Such high praise will only encourage more in this direction *mischievous grin*
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Date: 2014-03-02 03:30 am (UTC)Well, they're useless as food, so might just as well fulfill another function. Louis baptizing Lestat with powdered crackers. Cracked metaphysics, indeed. *chortle*
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Date: 2014-03-17 03:06 am (UTC)Ha! Long live the improve! No, seriously darling, this gave me a genuine laugh. I definitely improvise, but I also have a long list of Moves That Make Louis Whimper. Rest assured, he too is well-practiced in the Art of Sexy Moves. People may themselves be surprised at just how often he surprises me in that department.
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Date: 2014-03-20 01:49 am (UTC)Oh good, glad you enjoyed it :D
I definitely improvise, but I also have a long list of Moves That Make Louis Whimper.
*swoons* I won't even beg you to tell us about these. I'm sure you'll share if and when appropriate. Is this topic going to be in the new book? Hmmm?
Rest assured, he too is well-practiced in the Art of Sexy Moves. People may themselves be surprised at just how often he surprises me in that department.
*collapses from fantasies*
here comes your OFFICIAL feedback, yo
Date: 2014-03-02 03:20 am (UTC)I love the idea of Louis treating their amorous playtime as a "science experiment". I feel like it's something he would do, and Lestat would happily go along with it, thrilled pink that Louis wants to play.;P
You are so very skillful with language. I love your phrasing, your careful word choices, the pleasing contrast between long, flowing sentences and short, emphatic ones. Skillful description in erotica is one of the biggest turn-ons for me, and you keep getting better at it. It's dangerous, I tell you.;D
My favorite examples:
I'm nuzzling through the dark silk of his hair, against his cheek, taking in a deep breath of his scent. Meeting with no opposition, I undulate my naked hips for more height – a move I know he's susceptible to, especially when I am naked – licking his ear, piercing it, pulling it into my mouth to savor his blood on my tongue. Just the way he likes.
This whole passage is just... incredibly hot. Gentle sensuality and closeness underscored with a clear promise of MORE. Louis starts melting... and so do I.
I run a hand through his hair, clawing gently at his skin, weaving my fingers deeply and tugging down a little to tip his head back. I scrape right under his jawline with my tongue, hard and slowly. A few more licks like that will draw blood.
Again, he is slow and gentle, but so possessive. The anticipation of Louis' surrender becomes nearly unbearable...
I press my body against his, sliding down to gnaw at the wingspan of his clavicle, but it's my hand clawing at his throat that keeps him in thrall.
The wingspan of his clavicle. This is poetry, girl. Quite possibly the sexiest poetry ever.;)
my heart picking up speed as he completely surrenders, tilting his head back in divine offering
And this is it. You've killed me now. This is the perpetual mental orgasm of good fanfictions (I saw the female masturbation diagrams you reblogged on Tumblr! how accurate, and how very timely!!... LOL). Just replaying this moment in my mind ad infinitum...
Also, I love how the humor doesn't ruin the sexy mood, but somehow adds to it. Louis' eyes lighting up in anger when he finds the crackers; Lestat using the moment to turn the tables on him, because obviously Louis' flashing eyes are a major turn-on and he can't stop himself... Lestat's possessiveness. Louis' adorable stammering as he struggles to keep his cool. Just... all of it. Sweetness, playfulness, love, heat, perfection. Shall I go on?...;)
You keep that up, woman, and I just might need reanimation one day. Or an emergency transfusion. So, be prepared to send SOMEONE to the rescue.:P
Just saying.
Re: here comes your OFFICIAL feedback, yo
Date: 2014-03-03 05:12 am (UTC)Seriously, you are extraordinarily sweet to be so thorough and I am very touched ♥u♥
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Date: 2014-03-03 05:50 am (UTC)And so are you OMG!!! I am stunned. I never expected such a Wall of Text, not in my life, and it's just... I can't even. Have to go to bed now, but I just wanted to say THANK YOU. You are incredible. Truly. *cries* <33333
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Date: 2014-03-20 02:27 am (UTC)No no no! The initial feedback of "babbling, drooling and whimpering, basically," let me know I was doing things right!
I love the idea of Louis treating their amorous playtime as a "science experiment". I feel like it's something he would do, and Lestat would happily go along with it, thrilled pink that Louis wants to play.;P
Tee heee, right? I love a Forward!Louis or Alpha!Louis every now and then ;]
You are so very skillful with language...and you keep getting better at it. It's dangerous, I tell you.;D
*collapses* Right in the Feels. This paragraph... made my day/week/month... etc. Truly.
As it's been a few weeks since I've had a chance to comment here, I'd forgotten what I wrote, and your pointing out your favorite bits was extremely gratifying. It reminded me how much fun these are to develop and work out and finally share.
And this is it. You've killed me now. This is the perpetual mental orgasm of good fanfictions (I saw the female masturbation diagrams you reblogged on Tumblr! how accurate, and how very timely!!... LOL). Just replaying this moment in my mind ad infinitum...
Eeeee! This is the reaction I was going for. Here's the graph:
http://mannimations.tumblr.com/post/78167512607/vandigo-lilyjoy3025
Also, I love how the humor doesn't ruin the sexy mood, but somehow adds to it...
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because obviously Louis' flashing eyes are a major turn-on and he can't stop himself...
Oh I hadn't even thought of that, but I will take credit for it as a happy accident ^_______^
Lestat's possessiveness. Louis' adorable stammering as he struggles to keep his cool.
This I sort of borrowed from
Just... all of it. Sweetness, playfulness, love, heat, perfection. Shall I go on?...;)
Thank you for such a lovely compliment *cries*
You keep that up, woman, and I just might need reanimation one day. Or an emergency transfusion. So, be prepared to send SOMEONE to the rescue.:P
Just saying.
OMG wow.
Not to worry; for the moment I've set the bar too high and am a little intimidated about attempting to surpass that fic. Hopefully, inspiration will strike one of us, and we'll BOTH need rescuing!
Many thanks again for your lovely and well-thought out commentary ♥u♥
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Date: 2014-03-23 04:17 am (UTC)one of her fics has Lestat struggling to be coherent over the phone whilst "suffering" from Louis' meticulous attention
Yes yes yes, I remember that! I think the fic was called "Louis, Interrogative" - and Lestat was trying to talk to some hapless contractor about renovations or something... while Louis kept advancing upon him with sensual intent.;D
Hopefully, inspiration will strike one of us, and we'll BOTH need rescuing!
AMEN to that. :]
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Date: 2014-03-02 01:50 pm (UTC)Also, rules! :)
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Date: 2014-03-03 05:09 am (UTC)Thank you very much! Me tooooo. Your icon, too, btw. I see you made that. Perfection.
The inquisitiveness re:anatomy spices it up without the dire aspect of torture that it would be for mortals.
Yeah, I think they might return to this book again someday. You make me want to look into other torture techniques for L/L to try *fans self*
Also, rules! :)
Oh yes, there are always rules, and rules were made to be broken. No food in bed is definitely one of them.
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Date: 2014-03-17 03:00 am (UTC)As for the little fiction here, I can assure you that Louis is definitely interested in anatomy. No, I mean he is - generally, even outside of those places he can explore intimately. It's most helpful to know such things when one is hm... encountering mortals as we do. On the matter of crackers in my bed, I might first point out that unfortunately, Mojo has been gone for some years now, but if we're overlooking that fact for the sake of make believe, I still wouldn't feed him *in* my bed. I'm afraid I'm far too fastidious for that, Cherie. Now that's not to say that I wouldn't feed him and that a later time might find Louis and I giving into impulsive passion on the floor where indeed crackers may play a part for better or worse.
I do have commentary to offer so far as writing style etc., but those would best be shared outside these pages, n'est ce pas?
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Date: 2014-03-20 02:01 am (UTC)I have a tendency of dragging people into places. Well, that icon of Claudia is one of my fave pics of her. For reference, the full pic is below. I think, when I initially was coming up with a username here, that I wanted to invoke a bit of Claudia, but mostly be more of Charlie McGee from Firestarter, a sort of little-girl heroine as passionate about fire as Louis is, but in a different way. And of course that meant I had to add the "dpdl." How Mary-Sue of me, I know. That was the impetus, though, and I can admit to it. If I could change my name now, I think I would, but it's too late, I feel like I've already built my reputation with this one!
More likely, it's merely my wish to reach out to and be surrounded by a crowd that has brought me here. Do you mind if I push in and comment to others? Forgive me if I don't wait for an answer; I really can't help myself you know.
No worries, I'm always happy to meet someone new and like-minded. However, it's not nearly as much of a crowd here normally, I think this is the most # of comments I've ever had on a personal journal post! Most of our interaction is done elsewhere.
As for the little fiction here, I can assure you that Louis is definitely interested in anatomy. No, I mean he is - generally, even outside of those places he can explore intimately.
Ooooh, thank you for sharing that. I love that his bookishness extends to the study of the natural world. One can't read only poetry and fiction, after all.
Mojo has been gone for some years now
How unfortunate :[
Now that's not to say that I wouldn't feed him and that a later time might find Louis and I giving into impulsive passion on the floor where indeed crackers may play a part for better or worse.
Tee hee... of course. No, I really was just inspired by the prompt word and I admit I bent the truth somewhat for the sake of the larger story.
I do have commentary to offer so far as writing style etc., but those would best be shared outside these pages, n'est ce pas?
I'm always willing to hear criticism in that regard, just be gentle. You can send me a direct message through the messaging system here, as I'm not on Yahoo messenger or AIM. I am on Skype though. I wouldn't want to put that out publicly, but if you're on Skype, you can send me your skype name.