"Fair point," he smiled. Leaning over, he pressed a kiss to Louis' cheek. "I'd love that, mon cher. I know there's more to this old hotel than the library and the ballroom. And you know I can't stay from you for long."
As Louis handed him the blood bag, Lestat took it in his hand and zapped it with just enough heat to make it warm for Louis. "Like I said, it's nothing compared to taking from the vein, but it will do for now. It is still leagues better than trying to survive off the blood of animals."
Stretching his arms up over his head, they came back down to cross over his chest as he watched Louis take a drink from his own pouch. A smile curved the corner of his mouth as he admired Louis' beauty, reaching over to brush his hair from his face. "Je t'aime."