❛ Not one word, not one gesture of yours shall I, could I, ever forget. ❜ ( Lestat )
Unprompted. / @vegaprose
Audrey chuckled, amused at his assertion. "Yes, Monsieur, I seem to have that effect on people," she said a bit too smugly. "I suppose that makes me the first woman to truly leash your beast then?" Audrey asked, terribly self-satisfied. "No wife to run off to, so, you wander back to me," the vampire observed. "Not that I'd ever see you wed, as far as I know, we both loathe that most absurd of institutions," a sigh. Sometimes, she wished for more. Sometimes she longed for steady arms to fall into-- Lestat would never be that. But, whatever she is entertaining with de Lioncourt is far less risky than love, less prone to emotional hurt as well, so-- she continued.
"Prove it," she said in a tone that was squarely between flirtatious and mocking. "Here boy, sit."














