Music When the Sun Goes Down
Lestat looks so uneasy that Louis takes pity on him. “Yeah? Well, now’s the time to lay it out.”
“I enjoy… I have a special interest… a preoccupation, a fixation even—”
“A kink,” Louis supplies. “Most of my clients do. Go ahead and tell me; I won’t judge, but we need to find out if it’s gonna be a deal breaker.”
He braces himself for the worst.
“I enjoy kissing necks. I’ve been known to leave the occasional hickey.”
Or: Sugar baby Louis gets a tantalizing offer from a potential client who leaves a number of important matters undisclosed.