[ When he sees understanding crest Lestat's expression, he's expecting an answer, not the other Vampire falling on him like a cresting wave. Armand makes a startled noise that swiftly tumbles into a soft moan, kissing back with confused eagerness. Obviously this has been a fear for Lestat, something that has - no doubt - dogged his steps since the moment it happened. Armand's conversation with Louis is more relevant than ever and fits into place with everything else he's learned tonight.
With that in mind, Armand's touches are gentle, less targeted, and though he's certainly not going to give up the chance to feel Lestat under his hands, he doesn't push the way he might usually - content to let Lestat explore under his own steam. He runs his hands across Lestat's shoulders, fingers slotting through the mesh of his shirt to feel chilled skin and lets his nails skate from his lower back up to his shoulder blades, light enough for sensation, not injury. He takes his time, but he's easily distracted, letting blood seep into their kisses with an eager tongue. ]
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With that in mind, Armand's touches are gentle, less targeted, and though he's certainly not going to give up the chance to feel Lestat under his hands, he doesn't push the way he might usually - content to let Lestat explore under his own steam.
He runs his hands across Lestat's shoulders, fingers slotting through the mesh of his shirt to feel chilled skin and lets his nails skate from his lower back up to his shoulder blades, light enough for sensation, not injury. He takes his time, but he's easily distracted, letting blood seep into their kisses with an eager tongue. ]