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Lestat guessed you might have had a horrible horrible time with relationships before him and Louis, you'd always flinched a lot when they'd move their hands too quickly, or when they started shouting you'd immediately find somewhere to hide. The skiddish nature of you did help encourage them to handle situations more maturely, less brash, and significantly less yelling, just for your sake.

Surprisingly, Lestat noticed it before Louis, your randomly skittish nature this week. You'd accidentally seen one of your ex boyfriends in one of the shops with Lestat and of course, it's normal for humans to get scared, yes but you're overly scared as if the boogeyman was right on your doorstep doing a jig or something. (Yes, that's a Sinners reference.)

Your ex had made sure to bother you regularly this week, he'd gone to the pub you stop at to get whatever alcohol of choice that either Louis or Lestat are fancying, just watching you. He'd stopped you at the little market down the way that sold Lestat's cigarettes, you weren't doing anything but the weekly shopping that you told your lovers you could handle alone and for the most part, you did but they both noticed how you were now favoring your wrist a bit and didn't want to go out much more this week without one of them by your side.

As the weekend came, the three of you had gone to a party and as soon as you saw him again, your hands began to sweat in Louis and the both of them could tell something more had happened between you and this man, quite possibly why your wrists were so tender. Your heart pounded and the room started to spin a little making you need to take a moment.

Silently Louis looked over at Lestat but both of them were caught by the man's thoughts, the vile and aggressive tone in which he directed them at you. "Fucking bitch, I should've killed her when I had the chance...she doesn't deserve to be here. Who are the men she's with? They look easy to pick off, just like her. I just need one moment with her alone and I can do whatever I please and I'll get away with it since the sheriff owes me big time."

Louis guided you away, wrapping his arms around you to help comfort you not draw attention to your discomfort. He pulled you forward to stand on his feet, guiding your arms around his neck, and pulled you as close as he possibly could as he slowly stepped for you. The scene was nothing out of the ordinary next to the other couple dancing in a similar fashion.

Lestat on the other hand spoke softly into the man's ear, wrapping an arm around him as if he knew him but clearly didn't, swiftly cutting the man so he could not scream. The man's hand flies up to his neck, Lestat ushering him out of the room to play with him, to watch every little bit of pain move across his features, to revel in it all.

This man had caused you serious pain and scared you so deeply, Lestat and Louis had both seen it in his mind, little pictures flashing in their mind of you bruised and beaten, him screaming at you, him holding you down, each of these the man associated with pleasure, each memory making Lestat cut him slower and more brutally.

Louis knows exactly what's going on in the other room but he doesn't even remotely make it known as his eyes find yours and his lip quirks up to give you a soft smile. "You look tense, cherie. Relax, we're supposed to be having fun."

Louis could see the man's pain and for once he also enjoyed it, this man was scum in general but even more so since he hurt his woman. He understands now how killing could be so easy, all he had to do was think of you in the place of any helpless woman hurt in a man's thoughts, his grip tightened on you but quickly loosened as your hand found his face.

"Où as-tu la tête, Mon Amour?" (Where's your head, My Love?) You say as you look into those beautiful green eyes of his, always so attentive to his and Lestat's feelings sometimes knowing way before they do.

"Thinking how horrible life would be if Les and I hadn't met you." His nose pressed to the side of yours, breathing you in before his lips find yours as you both still sway to the music.

Flashes of the man's agony appeared again to Louis but he just smiled and kissed you more deeply, finding solace in your safety and Lestat's pursuit of it.

Before he knows it Lestat is back, in different clothes his mind swimming with content. He'd drug the man to the attic of your shared home, where he and hopefully Louis would join him to drain his body tonight and incinerate him.

"You changed." You noticed rather quickly as Lestat approached you both, Louis's grip softening even more as he realized the man might as well be gone.

"My, my, our woman has a keen eye, Mon Cher. My outfit was far too formal for this evening it seems." Lestat smiled at you but his eyes glanced to Louis as a way of telling him "it's done, you don't have to worry."

"It would seem so, I was hoping you wouldn't realize I was completely stalling for him." Louis smile brightened even more in the presence of Lestat but also in knowing their little human is safe.

"Well if it's all the same to you, I would be delighted to dance with you." Lestat softly asked as he reached his hand out to you, pulling you towards him. In a way it was good to dance with Lestat, he didn't complain too much when you stepped on his feet while learning to dance but on the same note he'd never let you stand on them the way Louis does but alas you all enjoyed a wonderful evening without any worry from the man you once feared.