You're so Smooth
Addie, February 2000

Disclaimers: This is not being done for profit. Am only borrowing Anne
Rice's characters for fun.

Spoilers:- none

SMOOTH - By Santana

And if you said this life
ain't good enough
I would give my world to lift you up
I would change my life to better
suit your mood
Cause you're so smooth

And it's just like the ocean
under the moon
Well that's the same as the emotion
that I get from you
You've got the kind of lovin' that could
be so smooth
Give me your heart make it real
Or else forget about it.

Lestat:-

Louis was readying himself to go out, tidying up the pile of books from the
evening before, and putting away all his pencils and note paper. Lestat
glanced up at him, dying to know what he was up to, but held his tongue.
He had been padding around in his black silk robe and velvet slippers, then
when he had completed all his housework he disappeared into the bedroom.

A few minutes later he drifted out to the living room, now attired in a new
pair of black linen trousers and a sensuous grey silk shirt, that clung to
his finely muscled chest, rippling across it like water flowing over smooth
rocks.

Lestat reached out to touch it, running his fingers delicately down his
back. He shivered, then turned around with a smile wafting across his face.
"That tickled Lestat." he was almost giggling. Almost!

"Where are you off to this fine evening mon amour?"

"Just out." he replied, and with a cheerful wave he was gone.

He thought about following him, his curiosity was piqued, but he had
promised him only a few nights ago that he would give him some space. He
had said that Lestat was crowding him. Dam it, he just wanted to be near
him. The other night when Lestat stayed in all evening Louis kept insisting
that he went out. Lestat admitted that he was being a pain in the arse,
pacing up and down, fiddling with the computer, then trying to read a book.
Louis said he was like a caged lion.

Eventually Lestat did go out to a night-club and danced away all his pent
up nervous energy. When he returned Louis was still sitting cross-legged on
the floor reading. Lestat could have sworn he had not moved the whole time.

Now he was going out, and Lestat felt like a quiet evening in. They never
seemed to connect. He flopped down onto the couch, turned up the CD player
and picked up a magazine. He had even begun to doze off when there was a
knock at the door.

"Daniel! What brings you here?" Lestat was quite thrilled to see him.
After two hours by himself he was becoming quite bored.

"Just came over to say hi." Danny smiled and sat down in front of the
computer. "What's been happenin, Stat?"

"Oh, this and that, you know." he replied, nonchalantly, not wanting Danny
to know that he had been bored. My God, that was a word that he hadn't
even realised was in his vocabulary.

"Sounds like fun." Daniel replied, with a smirk on his face. "How's Lou
going with his........... Oops!"

"With his oops, Danny. What are you talking about?"

Danny looked panicky for a couple of seconds, and began to hum to himself,
purposely making his mind go blank.

"Danny?"

"Nothing Stat. Just wondering how Louis is going. I haven't seen him
for......um....er.....a couple of days now." he stumbled.

"Louis is doing fine, Daniel." Lestat replied, his curiosity now going into
overdrive. Although he was sure that what-ever Louis was up to would surely
be quite innocent.

"What have you been up to? Armand causing you any trouble lately?"

"Armand! No! We are fine Lestat."

"Good, then everyone is fine." Lestat replied, beginning to feel quite dizzy
with the inane and futile conversation.

Danny, realising that if he stayed another second he would give away Louis's
little secret, (albeit inadvertently), so he scarped it quickly out the
door, saying he had forgotten some important appointment.

"Better not be late then." Lestat called out to the now quite flustered
Daniel.

Lestat felt like chasing Daniel and forcing him to reveal his secret, when
Louis sashayed into the apartment, his face flushed and his eyes bright.

"Have a good time, Louis?"

"Oh, oui, oui, I did as a matter of fact."

"Anything interesting you want to tell me?"

"No!"

"Are you sure?"

"Oui!"
 

Lestat was not going to squeeze any information out of Louis that was for
sure, and Louis it seemed was certainly not going to divulge anything
freely. They were at an impasse. Both as stubborn as mules.

Lestat decided to sulk for the rest of the evening, and spent his entire
time in a porn chat room, being belligerent and eventually being thrown out.
"Merde! No-one wants to talk to me tonight." he scowled.

The next two evenings were almost a clone of the previous few. Louis
dressing up, heading off to some clandestine rendezvous, and Lestat sulking.

Lestat's patience was almost gone. He had considered calling on Daniel,
but did not want to hurt the young one. He liked him too much for that. He
thought about cornering Louis, tying him up to the bed, and making him spill
the beans. But he knew that Louis would only go off in a huff and probably
not return for days, or weeks.

Last night he had tried to follow Louis, managing to keep incognito for two
blocks. But Louis was wise, and cornered him, telling him to stop acting
like a child.

He did not even want to get up the next evening, instead he decided he would
lay in his bed and stare at the ceiling.

He heard a gentle knock at the door, and Louis entered, wearing the black
linen trousers, but this time sporting an unbelievably sexy emerald green
shirt. He even had a silver buckle on his belt, that matched the silver
stud in his ear. Lestat could feel his heart beating faster and faster as
Louis approached the bed.

"What are you doing in here all by yourself?"

"Nothing much." Lestat replied, trying not to reveal his feelings of
rejection.

"Well I thought we might go out dancing. Want to come?"

"Dancing? With me?"

"Oui, with you. I don't see anyone else in the room do you." Louis replied
laughingly.

"But Louis, you said that you cannot dance."

"Well, maybe that's changed Lestat. Do you want to come and find out for
yourself?"

Louis had such an enticing expression on his face as he rummaged through
Lestat's wardrobe, throwing a pair of black pants and a red shirt onto the
bed. "Come on, hurry up, let's go."

Lestat continued to stare at Louis, as he pulled on his clothes, scavenged
under the bed for his best dancing shoes, and quickly brushed his hair.
"Long or short?"

"You know I like your hair long Lestat. There is more for me to run my
fingers through."

Lestat shivered in anticipation.

The night-club Louis had chosen was only a few blocks from their apartment.
The doorman greeted Louis knowingly, and gave him a wink. Lestat scowled at
him, loving the terrified look on the poor man's face.

"Lestat, stop frightening everyone. I want to have a good time tonight."
Louis berated him.

Lestat just grumbled in reply.

"There's Danny and Armand." Louis cried out and rushed over to greet his
friends. They kissed each other on the cheek. Lestat sauntered along behind
him, reluctantly accepting the same greeting from them as well.

Then the music started up. A current piece by Santana, called 'Smooth.'

"Oh I just love this music Lestat. Come on dance with me." and Louis pulled
Lestat out onto the dance floor.

"Go for it Lou." Danny called to him, a huge smile almost splitting his face
in two.

Lestat felt the pounding of the music rumble through his body, and his hips
began to sway along, sensuously gyrating and grinding his way around his
fledgling. He ran his fingers up and down Louis's chest, revelling in the
little shiver he gave.

Then Louis began. At first he seemed a little shy, just moving his body
gently to the beat, letting his arms move away from his body, allowing his
hair to fall back off his shoulders. Then a little sway took hold of his
slender hips, as he turned around to find his wayward partner. Louis
brought his hands up to touch Lestat's face and trickled them down his
cheeks, to his white throat, where the throbbing vein was pulsing in time to
the music.

Lestat was mesmerised by Louis's lascivious and totally decadent movements.
Louis's hips began to move quicker now, as the beat moved through his body.
His firm buttocks wiggled in a lurid and tantalising display of sexuality.
He brought his hands down from Lestat's neck to rest gently on his
shoulders, then he moved his body in closer so that they were touching.

Louis rubbed against Lestat's firm, and aroused body, feeling the heat of
him through the light clothing. He brought his lips up to his face and
kissed him lightly on the lips, then trailed a line of moisture down to his
neck, where he nibbled tenderly, just scraping his skin with his fangs.

Lestat was trembling now, totally overwhelmed by his transformed child. He
greeted Louis's actions with his own, allowing his fangs to graze Louis's
neck, and his hands caressed his lower back in anticipation of what was to
come.

Louis turned around so that Lestat was standing close behind him, and
continued his gyrating. They moved in time together, swirling and grinding.
Lestat's hands now moving across Louis's chest, rubbing his erect nipples,
moving further down to his flat belly.
Decorum, the only thing stopping Lestat from delving his hands into Louis's
tight trousers.

Lestat could see the wicked grin on Danny's face, as he stared in equal
fascination at his friend, transformed from a reticent Victorian gentleman,
into a lusty and decadent vampire.

Armand, had given up on the show, and was running his own hands down
Daniel's back, lust obviously apparent in his soulful brown eyes.

"Mon amour, you are so smooth. " Lestat whispered in his ear, nibbling on
his earlobe as he did. "Where did you learn to dance like this?"

"Where do you think I have been these last few weeks?" Louis replied, his
voice husky and strained with desire.

"Oh!" Lestat replied, embarrassed at his previous petty jealousy, kicking
himself mentally for his stupidity.

"Have you any more surprises in store mon amour. Been taking lessons in
anything else?" he crooned into his perfectly formed ear.

"Wouldn't you like to know." Louis replied, winking at him and pulling his
master in for a lingering kiss.

Finis