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Log; Incomplete

When; Sept. 20th
Rating; PG (to be safe)
Characters; Lestat

cloudsinstrife
Summary; It's a date night.
Log; Lestat is the first to arrive back home. Going to his room, he quickly changes from the clothes he wore while at Lux. He has a habit of changing his clothes several times. Not always, of course. But, right now, he's in the mood for it. Besides, he wants a nice blue to bring out his eyes and hair.

A blue silk shirt. And to surprise both Anita and Cloud, a pair of jeans. He quickly changes and goes to his mirror. Perfect. Smiling at his reflection, he goes out to the music room.

Sitting at the piano, he starts playing while he waits for the other two to come back from their night out.

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It isn't too much later before Anita appears at the door, a wide grin on her face. She's chuckling at something as she walks in, her gaze slowly crossing the room to find Lestat.

Cloud comes in last, closing the door. While he wasn't grinning, there was a bounce to his step as he followed Anita. He ran a hand through his hair, ruffling his spikes and tossed his goggles towards the couch.

Smiling lightly at the two of them, he keeps playing.

"Welcome home, you two. Did you enjoy yourselves?"

The music becomes playful. Really, he's just making it up as he goes. However, he likes the sound of it. It reflects his current mood.

After a quick look back at Cloud and a downward tug to her skir, Anita's smile softens and she toes the shoes off, sending them in the same direction Cloud's goggles went in.

"I know I did."

Cloud sighed at that. Even in a skirt, her heels really gave her legs such nice shape. And yes he was looking.

"Yeah."

He'd have to unlace his boots before taking them off. Instead of tossing them, he set them down, not wanting to leave dents in the furniture or walls with their weight.

Lestat chuckles to himself and finishes up the tune he's playing before going over to kiss them both. (While showing off the jeans he's wearing.)

"Good." First to Anita, ladies first. "I'm glad." Then to Cloud.

It's funny he thinks of her as a lady since no one else does.

The jeans are noticed and yes, appreciated, but she makes the kiss nothing more than just a quick brush before she reaches up to let down the little bit she pinned up.

"Did you have fun tonight, too?"

Cloud kept his kiss light as well, pulling away to look Lestat over. Raising an eyebrow at the jeans, he nodded, and then glance dover at Anita. He rocked back on his heels, looking back at Lestat, his face relaxed.

Naturally, he notices both looks. Though, the light kisses are irritating in return. Yet, he keeps the smile on his face.

"I did. The atmosphere at Lux is always nice and I enjoyed meeting Machi." He pauses as if his next words are testing dangerous waters. They just might be.

"Gren played beautifully, as he usually does."

Anita pauses at the mention of the name, then walks to where her shoes landed and crouches down to get them, knowing bending anywhere in the dress isn't a good idea.

".... yeah. Kinda figured you'd go see him."

A non-committal answer is the best she can offer for now. She's had too good of a night to start something.

"Huh."

Cloud never met the guy and only had a vague idea about him thanks to talking with Anita. Scratching his head, he frowned, tryig to picture the man before pushing it aside with a shrug. It shouldn't matter what Gren did, only that he wasn't going to hurt Lestat.

"And?"

"I did not go to see him, actually. I went to see Machi. Do you like jazz, Cloud?"

Lestat moves over and grabs one of Cloud's hands to pull him closer to him. Wrapping one arm around him, he smiles. A perfect classic dance position. With the smaller of them where a woman would be.

"Some of it is wonderful dancing music. Though, not all. I rarely ever dance to it. I prefer the modern beats or the classics."

His attention shifts to Anita. "Which do you prefer, cheri?"

He better be glad Anita's not in the mood to argue semantics.

Her expression relaxes into a soft smile at the sight of Lestat and Cloud. With a chuckle, she straightens up and tilts her head.

"I'm not much of a dancer. I just move around like I want to."

Cloud blinked, looking up at Lestat. Sometimes, he wasn't fond of being a little shorter than average, especially when he was always was being referred as a girl.

"Jazz is okay..." he replied, frowning as he tried figuring out exactly where Lestat was going.

"Perhaps I should create the music myself." Laughing, Lestat turns back to Cloud. He starts to sing a wordless tune. Something he's making up again.

And he starts dancing with Cloud. Leading him around the room.

This time, Anita laughs at the sight. She's leaning against the wall closest to her room, heels dangling from her fingers.

It would have been something out of a movie but Cloud wasn't as graceful on his feet with an unfamiliar dance, unlike Lestat. He kept on stumbling as he was lead about, and his expression looked like he had just felt something slimey crawl down his back.

Edited 2008-09-21 22:42 (UTC)

They don't dance long before Lestat's falling into fits of laughter. Letting go of Cloud, he keeps laughs.

"Oh, your face! My word, Cloud!"

Anita's chuckles have died down by the time they're done, but the warm smile on her face shows she's still amused by the sight.

Cloud crossed his arms over his chest and attempts to scowl. It doesn't work that well since the other two's laughter was infectious.

"I guess I am not much of a dancer," he said, moving over to the couch and flopping on a seat.

"You need lessons, dear Cloud. That is all."

Suddenly, Lestat is standing next to Anita. Leaning down, he whispers in her ear.

"Your turn."

Her gaze flicks over to him as she shakes her head a little.

"Noooo, I already did a lot of dancing tonight. Besides, I don't even have my shoes on now."

Cloud turned, resting his head on the arm of the couch and smiled.

"I had to dance, so you should dance at least once." At least she could dance a little better than him, or so Cloud thought.

"You see? Cloud likes the idea to."

Lestat laughs and takes her shoes from her. "Besides, you can't use that excuse when he isn't wearing any right now either."

Tossing them aside, he pulls her to him.

"Shall we?"

Anita makes a point to shoot Cloud a mild, but playful glare before she finds herself settled against Lestat. With a soft laugh, she nods.

"Alright, alright... we shall."

He laughed softly, winking in response to the glare and settled back to watch them. It was a nice way to end an evening out having fun by coming home to the third member of their - well, Cloud wasn't sure what to call what they had together but they had been unbalanced over the past couple of weeks.

Singing again, Lestat leads her around the room. Just like he did with Cloud moments ago. Ah, it's so nice to have nights like this with them. This was such a good idea.

Anita falls into step with him, secretly surprised she's not doing too badly. She lets him take her around the room a few times before she smiles up at him and nods off to the side, letting him know that while it's fun, she's had enough for now.

They weren't that bad, really. Cloud watched them travel about the room, Minuit finding a spot on his lap to curl up and sleep. It was strangely comforting at how normal this felt, and Cloud thought about how weird it had been with Lestat drifting off to someone else while he and Anita tried to grow close. Maybe something can work between them still.

With a nod, he stops singing and guides her over to the couch. Sitting on the couch with Cloud, he pulls her next to him.

"So tell me Cloud, did all the men that seemed to follow her tonight enjoy her company?"

Stiffening up a little, she settles in next to him, but not as close as she once would've. A hand idly goes to slide through her hair, fixing the mussed curls from the wild night.

"....... there wasn't that many."

Cloud shifted, leaning closer to Anita and keeping an eye on Lestat. It looked like things were still awkward between them, not that he blamed Anita at all.

"I think they were scared off a little." He shrugged. "But we still had fun."

Lestat notes the awkwardness but pretends not to notice. It's something natural for him. Easy to fall into.

"Scared off? I do find that surprising."

"It was fun."

A warm smile is offered to Cloud; a thank you among other things. She stretches and leans back a little, looking up at the ceiling.

"We all had fun, Lestat. In fact, I drank enough that I kinda feel it. A little... not too much."

Cloud raised his eyebrow, bending down while he stroke the purring kitten. He didn't drink that much, still feeling some of the headache from over drinking the other night.

"You actually had that much to drink?"

The thought of asking for a taste crosses his mind. Several times.

"I'll have to make sure I'm free if you go again."

"I did, and I'm sure we'll go again. I liked dancing with Cloud."

A lazy smile crosses her lips before she turns her head to level a heated gaze on Cloud.

He looked up, and caught her expression. The glow in his eyes brighten, and he reached up to brush his fingers against her cheek.

"It was great. We need to do that more often."

Watching the exchange makes his own eyes glow.

"Yes...you do..."

His lips curl into a small smile as he tilts his head.

"Might I have a taste?"

She turns her head enough to kiss at Cloud's fingers, smiling around the tip of one as she took it into her mouth. There's a purr at the taste of his skin and without moving, she offers her wrist up to Lestat on her other side.

"Yes."

One single word to both of the men with her at that moment.

His mouth curved slightly at her response, and he rubbed his thumb over her bottom lip before tugging his hand away from her. Cloud had to move the cat before shifting closer, cupping her face betwen his hands and kissing her hard.

Lestat barely waits for her reply before sinking his teeth into her wrist. He can taste the alcohol in veins, mixed with the cool, drug-like blood that is now hers. His eyes fall shut and he slowly starts to drink.

A groan rolls in Anita's throat as she feels the sharp pleasure fire up from her wrist. Cloud's lips are hard on hers and she finds herself muffling that groan into his mouth. She shifts between them, squirming a little, wanting more.

Flicking his tongue over hre lips, he nibbles them lightly before pulling away. It was only for a moment as he shifted closer to her. Then he kissed her again, his left hand sliding down the side of her neck and resting on her chest.

Letting the blood slide down his throat, he also moves closer to her. As he does so, his lips remain glued to her wrist. There is a buzz going through his mind as he continues to drink.

There's no pain from Lestat's bite and even if there was, she wouldn't feel it. Not with both men pressed close to her, their touches sending tremors along her skin. Her free hand strokes along Cloud's, a silent plea before it glides up to curl in his hair, helping her to deepen the kiss.

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