Daniel Molloy

A bright young reporter with a point of view-living out of a suitcase

[afunboysdrug]

ooc

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Ooc: hello guys! Just wanted to pop on here and say that if anyone thinks their conversation with me has gotten dry or boring, we can start a new different one in whatever way you want! Just hit me up! Give me guidelines if you want!! 😼😼

(looking for another roleplay account to sweep me off into the saw trap that is devil's minion) so feel free to harass!

If a book armand and a show armand would like to harass me at the same time, I do not mind. Or just armand's as a whole. I don't wanna derive any armand's out there of a free use daniel.

Multiple characters can have multiple stories!! If I have one Armand that I’m already in love with and another that doesn’t want me to know he’s a vampire yet, I will differentiate within annon tags and such. No biggie! Willing to rp in DMs too… perhaps…

Would also be willing to flirt with a lestat , Alice, or louis. Danny is a boy toy blood bag after all.

I believe in repressed homosexual daniel molloy so dont worry I am not actually homophobic and he will get gayer with age and time just like a fine wine

Willing to get into topics

ocs can interact

this is mainly young daniel molloy

frequent fliers will probably be recognized

I could probably be talked into roleplaying in DMs too…

I do not think I need to put any boundaries yet, we will see how this goes...

People im currently writing with!!:

Dollforsale, ‘A’ annon, ‘L’ annon, ♠️ annon, P annon, Idontthinkaboutmuch, kitty cat annon, ‘B’ annon, 🌺 annon, thankless in Dubai, old man Danny, Aliceannon, 🦈annon

I love you all and all your stories you’re bringing me!!!!!!!!

[afunboysdrug]

So… I’m here, in the park.. where are you…?

*looking around, a bit on edge.*

[dollforsale]

Armand's flesh is smooth, soft to the touch. His silky skin is barely warm, cooling a bit. Like a corpse losing life. He hadn't had much to drink from Daniel and hadn't fully fed in a day. His socked foot moves foward again, resting between Daniel's thighs in something of a teasing move.

The call ends and he puts the phone down. Both hands now free, he clutches the bottom hem of his sweater.

"And this...?"

[afunboysdrug]

The feeling of Armand’s leg fascinated Daniel. He wanted to know more. Always so full of questions. Before he can ask any though, he nods almost desperately. He wanted to see Armand’s chest. His pecs. His arms. His stomach. Would he looked like a statue like he imagined in his head? He’s sure he looks beautiful… but he wants to see. His breath hitches once again as Armand’s teasing touch returns, he wiggles just a little bit, nervous.

[dollforsale]

The hands pull up the sweater and it's peeled off of his body. The expanse of his torso is unmarred and an almost sickly shape, his ribs and hip bones gently poking from his skin. His muscles seem underdeveloped, but they show on his firm belly. He has a soft chest, however, tissue in the shape of small breasts. Perky. The appeal of being turned young.

"Is this appealing to your investigative senses?"

[afunboysdrug]

There are many words Daniel Molloy’s journalistic brain could think of to describe the wide variety of emotions he is feeling. Yearning, in love, possessed, confused, satisfied, disgusted, sore, fascinated- but the only word he can focus on is ‘horrified.’ Daniel Molloy is horrified by the creature in front of him. He’s not horrified by the fact that Armand is definitely malnourished and is frozen in such a young body, no, not even horrified of his breasts. Doesn’t even bat an eye at why they exist. No. Daniel molloy is horrified by his utter acceptance of all this. He finds himself in a horror at how much he is into this. The smooth cold skin that feels almost corpse like, his huge orange bug eyes, those sharp claws and the fangs. Armand is beautiful. Sure, his body was definitely attractive and a huge bonus, but. Fuck. He’s everything Daniel imagined of course and more. But he’s a monster still, and Daniel well. Daniel likes that. Armand is a boy. That scares Daniel more than the fact that Armand is a vampire.

He nods almost in a daze, his brain overrun with these thoughts. Hes chewing on his lip as his eyes roam over him.

[dollforsale]

Empaths and vampires are much the same and he senses that horror, but his brows raise that it's not entirely because of Armand. Sure, it would be pretty horrifying to shack up with someone so young looking. And sure, Armand made it clear that he is beyond humanity in his monstrous form, but Daniel isn't completely pushing away. It makes his smile soften into something less teasing.

"You can touch, if you want..."

[afunboysdrug]

And fuck, does Daniel want to touch him. To poke and prod and study. He’s so curious, he just wants to know! Can you blame him! He sits up on his knees a little bit, hesitantly reaching out to touch his thighs first. Thighs on humans are usually soft. He wants to know if they are soft. They’re small- but are they soft? Will they be cold and hard like a corpse? He wants to put his cheek on them and just exist for a while, but he doesn’t. He wants to trace Armand’s collar bones, to let his hands roam his chest, to count how many ribs he can see. To see if parts of him are colder than others. To see. He wants to see Armand as something more than what he is seeing. He wants to understand. He’s always an investigator at heart, digging for the truth like a dog for a bone.

[dollforsale]

The thighs are slightly cool to the touch, a path towards his core and where he was the most warm. They're pliant and soft. His thighs, butt, and chest holding some of the only fat tissue on his body. The thigh being touched seems to twitch under his touch, a soft breath hitching in his throat. Any sort of intimate touch to Armand was seen through a clinical lense, but Daniel was an exception. Daniel touched him in a way that made his chest tighten and his stomach turn. His legs spread a bit more to give him room.

[afunboysdrug]

He moved a bit, opting to kneel right between his thighs, better access, the journalist in him claimed. The part that found Armand to be the hottest person alive knew it was to just be closer. He ran his fingers over his jutting hip bones, gently moving up to touch his stomach. Feeling. He was cold. So cold. He never looked up at Armand’s eyes, knowing he would fold and get all dumb on him. He wanted to stay in his little investigative headspace so he could figure everything out. He moved up a little to his ribs and began counting how many he could see, admiring the view as he went along. He was trying his best to be gentle, even if Armand was a monster. He wanted to be gentle. He didn’t want to lose this opportunity by making the vampire uncomfortable.

[dollforsale]

Under the expanse of skin and muscle and bone, his heart was hammering fast and loud. Daniel, the object of his affections and obsession, was touching him with reverence. A little whine escapes his tightly shut lid but he's not uncomfortable, almost leaning into the touch. Hia hands are gripping the arms of the chair to avoid reaching out and yanking Daniel closer, rushing things.

His face and ears are burning. Cute.

[afunboysdrug]

He gently took one of Armand’s hands, not saying anything about him gripping the chair, not looking up at him. Of course, he had been quite fond of Armand’s hands earlier on the bed, but now he was studying. He wanted to see the digits. How long were they? He wanted to watch him flex them. He then wanted to move up to his arms, he wanted to look at his veins, see how his arms rested along his body, figure out why he looked so perfect sitting down like this..

[afunboysdrug]

So… I’m here, in the park.. where are you…?

*looking around, a bit on edge.*

[dollforsale]

Armand's flesh is smooth, soft to the touch. His silky skin is barely warm, cooling a bit. Like a corpse losing life. He hadn't had much to drink from Daniel and hadn't fully fed in a day. His socked foot moves foward again, resting between Daniel's thighs in something of a teasing move.

The call ends and he puts the phone down. Both hands now free, he clutches the bottom hem of his sweater.

"And this...?"

[afunboysdrug]

The feeling of Armand’s leg fascinated Daniel. He wanted to know more. Always so full of questions. Before he can ask any though, he nods almost desperately. He wanted to see Armand’s chest. His pecs. His arms. His stomach. Would he looked like a statue like he imagined in his head? He’s sure he looks beautiful… but he wants to see. His breath hitches once again as Armand’s teasing touch returns, he wiggles just a little bit, nervous.

[dollforsale]

The hands pull up the sweater and it's peeled off of his body. The expanse of his torso is unmarred and an almost sickly shape, his ribs and hip bones gently poking from his skin. His muscles seem underdeveloped, but they show on his firm belly. He has a soft chest, however, tissue in the shape of small breasts. Perky. The appeal of being turned young.

"Is this appealing to your investigative senses?"

[afunboysdrug]

There are many words Daniel Molloy’s journalistic brain could think of to describe the wide variety of emotions he is feeling. Yearning, in love, possessed, confused, satisfied, disgusted, sore, fascinated- but the only word he can focus on is ‘horrified.’ Daniel Molloy is horrified by the creature in front of him. He’s not horrified by the fact that Armand is definitely malnourished and is frozen in such a young body, no, not even horrified of his breasts. Doesn’t even bat an eye at why they exist. No. Daniel molloy is horrified by his utter acceptance of all this. He finds himself in a horror at how much he is into this. The smooth cold skin that feels almost corpse like, his huge orange bug eyes, those sharp claws and the fangs. Armand is beautiful. Sure, his body was definitely attractive and a huge bonus, but. Fuck. He’s everything Daniel imagined of course and more. But he’s a monster still, and Daniel well. Daniel likes that. Armand is a boy. That scares Daniel more than the fact that Armand is a vampire.

He nods almost in a daze, his brain overrun with these thoughts. Hes chewing on his lip as his eyes roam over him.

[dollforsale]

Empaths and vampires are much the same and he senses that horror, but his brows raise that it's not entirely because of Armand. Sure, it would be pretty horrifying to shack up with someone so young looking. And sure, Armand made it clear that he is beyond humanity in his monstrous form, but Daniel isn't completely pushing away. It makes his smile soften into something less teasing.

"You can touch, if you want..."

[afunboysdrug]

And fuck, does Daniel want to touch him. To poke and prod and study. He’s so curious, he just wants to know! Can you blame him! He sits up on his knees a little bit, hesitantly reaching out to touch his thighs first. Thighs on humans are usually soft. He wants to know if they are soft. They’re small- but are they soft? Will they be cold and hard like a corpse? He wants to put his cheek on them and just exist for a while, but he doesn’t. He wants to trace Armand’s collar bones, to let his hands roam his chest, to count how many ribs he can see. To see if parts of him are colder than others. To see. He wants to see Armand as something more than what he is seeing. He wants to understand. He’s always an investigator at heart, digging for the truth like a dog for a bone.

[dollforsale]

The thighs are slightly cool to the touch, a path towards his core and where he was the most warm. They're pliant and soft. His thighs, butt, and chest holding some of the only fat tissue on his body. The thigh being touched seems to twitch under his touch, a soft breath hitching in his throat. Any sort of intimate touch to Armand was seen through a clinical lense, but Daniel was an exception. Daniel touched him in a way that made his chest tighten and his stomach turn. His legs spread a bit more to give him room.

[afunboysdrug]

He moved a bit, opting to kneel right between his thighs, better access, the journalist in him claimed. The part that found Armand to be the hottest person alive knew it was to just be closer. He ran his fingers over his jutting hip bones, gently moving up to touch his stomach. Feeling. He was cold. So cold. He never looked up at Armand’s eyes, knowing he would fold and get all dumb on him. He wanted to stay in his little investigative headspace so he could figure everything out. He moved up a little to his ribs and began counting how many he could see, admiring the view as he went along. He was trying his best to be gentle, even if Armand was a monster. He wanted to be gentle. He didn’t want to lose this opportunity by making the vampire uncomfortable.

[afunboysdrug]

So… I’m here, in the park.. where are you…?

*looking around, a bit on edge.*

[dollforsale]

Armand's flesh is smooth, soft to the touch. His silky skin is barely warm, cooling a bit. Like a corpse losing life. He hadn't had much to drink from Daniel and hadn't fully fed in a day. His socked foot moves foward again, resting between Daniel's thighs in something of a teasing move.

The call ends and he puts the phone down. Both hands now free, he clutches the bottom hem of his sweater.

"And this...?"

[afunboysdrug]

The feeling of Armand’s leg fascinated Daniel. He wanted to know more. Always so full of questions. Before he can ask any though, he nods almost desperately. He wanted to see Armand’s chest. His pecs. His arms. His stomach. Would he looked like a statue like he imagined in his head? He’s sure he looks beautiful… but he wants to see. His breath hitches once again as Armand’s teasing touch returns, he wiggles just a little bit, nervous.

[dollforsale]

The hands pull up the sweater and it's peeled off of his body. The expanse of his torso is unmarred and an almost sickly shape, his ribs and hip bones gently poking from his skin. His muscles seem underdeveloped, but they show on his firm belly. He has a soft chest, however, tissue in the shape of small breasts. Perky. The appeal of being turned young.

"Is this appealing to your investigative senses?"

[afunboysdrug]

There are many words Daniel Molloy’s journalistic brain could think of to describe the wide variety of emotions he is feeling. Yearning, in love, possessed, confused, satisfied, disgusted, sore, fascinated- but the only word he can focus on is ‘horrified.’ Daniel Molloy is horrified by the creature in front of him. He’s not horrified by the fact that Armand is definitely malnourished and is frozen in such a young body, no, not even horrified of his breasts. Doesn’t even bat an eye at why they exist. No. Daniel molloy is horrified by his utter acceptance of all this. He finds himself in a horror at how much he is into this. The smooth cold skin that feels almost corpse like, his huge orange bug eyes, those sharp claws and the fangs. Armand is beautiful. Sure, his body was definitely attractive and a huge bonus, but. Fuck. He’s everything Daniel imagined of course and more. But he’s a monster still, and Daniel well. Daniel likes that. Armand is a boy. That scares Daniel more than the fact that Armand is a vampire.

He nods almost in a daze, his brain overrun with these thoughts. Hes chewing on his lip as his eyes roam over him.

[dollforsale]

Empaths and vampires are much the same and he senses that horror, but his brows raise that it's not entirely because of Armand. Sure, it would be pretty horrifying to shack up with someone so young looking. And sure, Armand made it clear that he is beyond humanity in his monstrous form, but Daniel isn't completely pushing away. It makes his smile soften into something less teasing.

"You can touch, if you want..."

[afunboysdrug]

And fuck, does Daniel want to touch him. To poke and prod and study. He’s so curious, he just wants to know! Can you blame him! He sits up on his knees a little bit, hesitantly reaching out to touch his thighs first. Thighs on humans are usually soft. He wants to know if they are soft. They’re small- but are they soft? Will they be cold and hard like a corpse? He wants to put his cheek on them and just exist for a while, but he doesn’t. He wants to trace Armand’s collar bones, to let his hands roam his chest, to count how many ribs he can see. To see if parts of him are colder than others. To see. He wants to see Armand as something more than what he is seeing. He wants to understand. He’s always an investigator at heart, digging for the truth like a dog for a bone.

[afunboysdrug]

So… I’m here, in the park.. where are you…?

*looking around, a bit on edge.*

[dollforsale]

Armand's flesh is smooth, soft to the touch. His silky skin is barely warm, cooling a bit. Like a corpse losing life. He hadn't had much to drink from Daniel and hadn't fully fed in a day. His socked foot moves foward again, resting between Daniel's thighs in something of a teasing move.

The call ends and he puts the phone down. Both hands now free, he clutches the bottom hem of his sweater.

"And this...?"

[afunboysdrug]

The feeling of Armand’s leg fascinated Daniel. He wanted to know more. Always so full of questions. Before he can ask any though, he nods almost desperately. He wanted to see Armand’s chest. His pecs. His arms. His stomach. Would he looked like a statue like he imagined in his head? He’s sure he looks beautiful… but he wants to see. His breath hitches once again as Armand’s teasing touch returns, he wiggles just a little bit, nervous.

[dollforsale]

The hands pull up the sweater and it's peeled off of his body. The expanse of his torso is unmarred and an almost sickly shape, his ribs and hip bones gently poking from his skin. His muscles seem underdeveloped, but they show on his firm belly. He has a soft chest, however, tissue in the shape of small breasts. Perky. The appeal of being turned young.

"Is this appealing to your investigative senses?"

[afunboysdrug]

There are many words Daniel Molloy’s journalistic brain could think of to describe the wide variety of emotions he is feeling. Yearning, in love, possessed, confused, satisfied, disgusted, sore, fascinated- but the only word he can focus on is ‘horrified.’ Daniel Molloy is horrified by the creature in front of him. He’s not horrified by the fact that Armand is definitely malnourished and is frozen in such a young body, no, not even horrified of his breasts. Doesn’t even bat an eye at why they exist. No. Daniel molloy is horrified by his utter acceptance of all this. He finds himself in a horror at how much he is into this. The smooth cold skin that feels almost corpse like, his huge orange bug eyes, those sharp claws and the fangs. Armand is beautiful. Sure, his body was definitely attractive and a huge bonus, but. Fuck. He’s everything Daniel imagined of course and more. But he’s a monster still, and Daniel well. Daniel likes that. Armand is a boy. That scares Daniel more than the fact that Armand is a vampire.

He nods almost in a daze, his brain overrun with these thoughts. Hes chewing on his lip as his eyes roam over him.

[afunboysdrug]

So… I’m here, in the park.. where are you…?

*looking around, a bit on edge.*

[dollforsale]

Armand's flesh is smooth, soft to the touch. His silky skin is barely warm, cooling a bit. Like a corpse losing life. He hadn't had much to drink from Daniel and hadn't fully fed in a day. His socked foot moves foward again, resting between Daniel's thighs in something of a teasing move.

The call ends and he puts the phone down. Both hands now free, he clutches the bottom hem of his sweater.

"And this...?"

[afunboysdrug]

The feeling of Armand’s leg fascinated Daniel. He wanted to know more. Always so full of questions. Before he can ask any though, he nods almost desperately. He wanted to see Armand’s chest. His pecs. His arms. His stomach. Would he looked like a statue like he imagined in his head? He’s sure he looks beautiful… but he wants to see. His breath hitches once again as Armand’s teasing touch returns, he wiggles just a little bit, nervous.

[afunboysdrug]

So… I’m here, in the park.. where are you…?

*looking around, a bit on edge.*

[dollforsale]

It's truly touching to hear he wanted to leave, yes, but all that mattered was Armand being with him. His chest tightens and he presses a little kiss to the corner of his mouth.

"Of course not. I will never abandon you. How do you feel about... Sicily? Our first stop?"

[afunboysdrug]

“Sicily?” He definitely pronounced it wrong, with a very strong Californian accent. “Okay, I don’t care. Where’s that?”

[dollforsale]

"South of Italy in the Mediterranean. Beautiful place."

Armand strokes Daniel's hair like petting a dog, almost taking a glance behind to see if he had a tail and if it would wag.

[afunboysdrug]

If Daniel had a tail, it would be going a hundred miles per hour. He did like being the center of attention for once. It didn’t click in his head that he was being pet like a dog, he was just taking the attention with a big dumb grin.

“Oh, that sounds neat. Yeah, that sounds good.” He could finally focus on what he was saying and thinking and not solely on Armand for the first time in probably two hours.

[dollforsale]

"Wonderful. Pack what belongings you would want with you and I will prepare our trip."

A small kiss to his forehead is planted and he stood, walking with a light step to the landline. He sat at the table and began calling his connections, legs crossed and phone chord twirled around his finger.

[afunboysdrug]

Daniel didn’t have- well.. much of anything. He had the clothes on his back and his satchel bag that he kept his tape recorder, tapes, chewed up pens and pencils that he stole off waitresses, an almost empty notepad, and a few miscellaneous pills and tiny baggies he probably shouldn’t have. That’s all he really needed anyway. He glanced at the bag in the corner before sitting up a bit and just staring at Armand, not leaving the bed, just watching. Admiring.

[dollforsale]

The way he talks over the phone is enthralling, head tipped to pin the phone between his ear and shoulder as he flipped through a booklet on the table. He spoke other languages, fluently and his tone intentionally more mature than his body let on. The scene playing in silence made him look like a teen girl calling a crush late at night.

[afunboysdrug]

Daniel watched the vampire like a hawk, hardly wanting to blink in case he missed something. He listened intently to Armand as he spoke languages Daniel did not understand. He tried to listen to the inflections, trying to figure out what Armand was speaking about, but to no such luck. He chewed at his lip, practically salivating at the sight of the man. Daniel had never felt this way about a man before, it was a little humbling and a pang of shame ran through him.

[dollforsale]

Setting down the booklet, Armand's eyes trail around the room before landing on Daniel. A smirk plays on his face and he raises a hand, a clawed finger crooking toward himself to beckon Daniel over. The hand turns over and points to the floor. A word echoes in Daniel's mind in his voice, soft and sweet and flirtatious.

Crawl.

[afunboysdrug]

The sudden need to obey Armand- to get down onto the floor and crawl to him- had the same feeling as getting shot. Sudden and powerful. Daniel felt as if that clawed finger had a string tied to it that pulled him forward whenever it moved- that his words in his head could make him do anything and he’d listen, even if it was perhaps against his will. This though? He was inclined, maybe. He didn’t want to admit that.

Without thinking he slipped off the bed, landing on his knees rather haphazardly, not taking his eyes off the prize. His palms touched the floor, his position was rather sloppy, he wasn’t used to this sort of thing. He could arch his back a little more, be less tense. That sort of stuff. It had to be a little endearing how clumsy he was as he made his way over to the vampire, shame in his eyes he sat on his haunches at Armand’s feet, swallowing down his pride and looking up.

[dollforsale]

Those golden eyes follow him unblinking until he was perched in front of the vampire. A smug grin pulls at the corners of his mouth and he let his slender legs uncross, thighs parting as a socked foot reached out to rest on Daniel's thigh. He's still talking to someone on the phone, but his attention was solely on Daniel.

[afunboysdrug]

Daniel’s breath hitched, looking away from Armand’s face to look at his foot now. He shifted a little nervously, reaching out without thinking to run his little blunt nails over Armand’s leg. He’s trying to listen into the conversation, but he wasn’t getting much out of it.

[dollforsale]

The foot gently slides up to gently prod at where his hip met his leg, pinning his lip between his teeth while the person on the phone spoke. His pants were tight from the waist to about mid calf where they flared into bell bottoms. It was clear from over his clothes alone that he was dainty, thin and long.

Do you want me to remove them?

The words whisper in his head again.

[afunboysdrug]

Danny nodded before he could even think. He wanted to see the vampire, fully. He wanted to hold onto his leg. Would it be cold? Or would it be warm from him feeding on Daniel earlier? He wanted to admire his body- his legs- everything. Even if it was just a peak. What he could see of Armand was so beautiful already- he just wanted to know. Call it journalistic instinct. He swallowed hard again as the foot moved, nodding more. He was a little freaked that the vampire could speak to him in his mind. He finally realized what he was agreeing to and took a deep breath. This was… really gay. Part of him didn’t care much. Armand was.. fuck, everything

[dollforsale]

Armand removes the foot to stand, once again speaking to the person on the phone as a skilled hand undid his jeans.

They slide off of his body slow, bending over as he tugs them down to further entice the mortal. His pants are disgarded and he is now clad in his sweater, a pair of briefs, and socks with garters. He's very thin and his dark skin mostly devoid of marks. Mostly. Some barely faded scars wrap around the backs of his thighs, some looking more fresh on his ankles. Clearly hadn't gone away by the time of his turning. No hair, having been shaved before the change.

He sat back down and seemed to begin his goodbyes to the phone.

[afunboysdrug]

Daniel watched, shamefully of course, but he watched. He squirmed a bit on the floor, fingers tapping on his own thigh as he enjoyed the view. He thought he looked like he was made of porcelain, perfect and sculpted. His eyes brushed over the scars, he wondered about them, but he didn’t ask, and the thought was a fleeting one in his fast little brain.

As Armand sat back down, Daniel moved a little bit closer, reaching out to feel Armand’s leg. He wanted to touch it. Would it be smooth? Hard? Cold? Soft like humans? He had questions, and damn… it was hard NOT to touch him. He looked beautiful. Hot. Very very hot.

[afunboysdrug]

TOO BADDD. I'M DOING IT. COME BUY DANIEL MOLLOY FOR HALF OF A PENNY ‼️‼️ TWINK FOR SALE‼️‼️ 🐈‍⬛

SHUT UP YOURE GONNA ATTRACT THE WRONG AUDIENCE

[afunboysdrug]

WOW? COME BUY DANIEL MOLLOY FOR HALF A PENNY. 🐈‍⬛

WHAT? YOU CANT SELL ME

[afunboysdrug]

So… I’m here, in the park.. where are you…?

*looking around, a bit on edge.*

[dollforsale]

It's truly touching to hear he wanted to leave, yes, but all that mattered was Armand being with him. His chest tightens and he presses a little kiss to the corner of his mouth.

"Of course not. I will never abandon you. How do you feel about... Sicily? Our first stop?"

[afunboysdrug]

“Sicily?” He definitely pronounced it wrong, with a very strong Californian accent. “Okay, I don’t care. Where’s that?”

[dollforsale]

"South of Italy in the Mediterranean. Beautiful place."

Armand strokes Daniel's hair like petting a dog, almost taking a glance behind to see if he had a tail and if it would wag.

[afunboysdrug]

If Daniel had a tail, it would be going a hundred miles per hour. He did like being the center of attention for once. It didn’t click in his head that he was being pet like a dog, he was just taking the attention with a big dumb grin.

“Oh, that sounds neat. Yeah, that sounds good.” He could finally focus on what he was saying and thinking and not solely on Armand for the first time in probably two hours.

[dollforsale]

"Wonderful. Pack what belongings you would want with you and I will prepare our trip."

A small kiss to his forehead is planted and he stood, walking with a light step to the landline. He sat at the table and began calling his connections, legs crossed and phone chord twirled around his finger.

[afunboysdrug]

Daniel didn’t have- well.. much of anything. He had the clothes on his back and his satchel bag that he kept his tape recorder, tapes, chewed up pens and pencils that he stole off waitresses, an almost empty notepad, and a few miscellaneous pills and tiny baggies he probably shouldn’t have. That’s all he really needed anyway. He glanced at the bag in the corner before sitting up a bit and just staring at Armand, not leaving the bed, just watching. Admiring.

[dollforsale]

The way he talks over the phone is enthralling, head tipped to pin the phone between his ear and shoulder as he flipped through a booklet on the table. He spoke other languages, fluently and his tone intentionally more mature than his body let on. The scene playing in silence made him look like a teen girl calling a crush late at night.

[afunboysdrug]

Daniel watched the vampire like a hawk, hardly wanting to blink in case he missed something. He listened intently to Armand as he spoke languages Daniel did not understand. He tried to listen to the inflections, trying to figure out what Armand was speaking about, but to no such luck. He chewed at his lip, practically salivating at the sight of the man. Daniel had never felt this way about a man before, it was a little humbling and a pang of shame ran through him.

[dollforsale]

Setting down the booklet, Armand's eyes trail around the room before landing on Daniel. A smirk plays on his face and he raises a hand, a clawed finger crooking toward himself to beckon Daniel over. The hand turns over and points to the floor. A word echoes in Daniel's mind in his voice, soft and sweet and flirtatious.

Crawl.

[afunboysdrug]

The sudden need to obey Armand- to get down onto the floor and crawl to him- had the same feeling as getting shot. Sudden and powerful. Daniel felt as if that clawed finger had a string tied to it that pulled him forward whenever it moved- that his words in his head could make him do anything and he’d listen, even if it was perhaps against his will. This though? He was inclined, maybe. He didn’t want to admit that.

Without thinking he slipped off the bed, landing on his knees rather haphazardly, not taking his eyes off the prize. His palms touched the floor, his position was rather sloppy, he wasn’t used to this sort of thing. He could arch his back a little more, be less tense. That sort of stuff. It had to be a little endearing how clumsy he was as he made his way over to the vampire, shame in his eyes he sat on his haunches at Armand’s feet, swallowing down his pride and looking up.

[dollforsale]

Those golden eyes follow him unblinking until he was perched in front of the vampire. A smug grin pulls at the corners of his mouth and he let his slender legs uncross, thighs parting as a socked foot reached out to rest on Daniel's thigh. He's still talking to someone on the phone, but his attention was solely on Daniel.

[afunboysdrug]

Daniel’s breath hitched, looking away from Armand’s face to look at his foot now. He shifted a little nervously, reaching out without thinking to run his little blunt nails over Armand’s leg. He’s trying to listen into the conversation, but he wasn’t getting much out of it.

[dollforsale]

The foot gently slides up to gently prod at where his hip met his leg, pinning his lip between his teeth while the person on the phone spoke. His pants were tight from the waist to about mid calf where they flared into bell bottoms. It was clear from over his clothes alone that he was dainty, thin and long.

Do you want me to remove them?

The words whisper in his head again.

[afunboysdrug]

Danny nodded before he could even think. He wanted to see the vampire, fully. He wanted to hold onto his leg. Would it be cold? Or would it be warm from him feeding on Daniel earlier? He wanted to admire his body- his legs- everything. Even if it was just a peak. What he could see of Armand was so beautiful already- he just wanted to know. Call it journalistic instinct. He swallowed hard again as the foot moved, nodding more. He was a little freaked that the vampire could speak to him in his mind. He finally realized what he was agreeing to and took a deep breath. This was… really gay. Part of him didn’t care much. Armand was.. fuck, everything

[afunboysdrug]

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[afunboysdrug]

So… I’m here, in the park.. where are you…?

*looking around, a bit on edge.*

[dollforsale]

It's truly touching to hear he wanted to leave, yes, but all that mattered was Armand being with him. His chest tightens and he presses a little kiss to the corner of his mouth.

"Of course not. I will never abandon you. How do you feel about... Sicily? Our first stop?"

[afunboysdrug]

“Sicily?” He definitely pronounced it wrong, with a very strong Californian accent. “Okay, I don’t care. Where’s that?”

[dollforsale]

"South of Italy in the Mediterranean. Beautiful place."

Armand strokes Daniel's hair like petting a dog, almost taking a glance behind to see if he had a tail and if it would wag.

[afunboysdrug]

If Daniel had a tail, it would be going a hundred miles per hour. He did like being the center of attention for once. It didn’t click in his head that he was being pet like a dog, he was just taking the attention with a big dumb grin.

“Oh, that sounds neat. Yeah, that sounds good.” He could finally focus on what he was saying and thinking and not solely on Armand for the first time in probably two hours.

[dollforsale]

"Wonderful. Pack what belongings you would want with you and I will prepare our trip."

A small kiss to his forehead is planted and he stood, walking with a light step to the landline. He sat at the table and began calling his connections, legs crossed and phone chord twirled around his finger.

[afunboysdrug]

Daniel didn’t have- well.. much of anything. He had the clothes on his back and his satchel bag that he kept his tape recorder, tapes, chewed up pens and pencils that he stole off waitresses, an almost empty notepad, and a few miscellaneous pills and tiny baggies he probably shouldn’t have. That’s all he really needed anyway. He glanced at the bag in the corner before sitting up a bit and just staring at Armand, not leaving the bed, just watching. Admiring.

[dollforsale]

The way he talks over the phone is enthralling, head tipped to pin the phone between his ear and shoulder as he flipped through a booklet on the table. He spoke other languages, fluently and his tone intentionally more mature than his body let on. The scene playing in silence made him look like a teen girl calling a crush late at night.

[afunboysdrug]

Daniel watched the vampire like a hawk, hardly wanting to blink in case he missed something. He listened intently to Armand as he spoke languages Daniel did not understand. He tried to listen to the inflections, trying to figure out what Armand was speaking about, but to no such luck. He chewed at his lip, practically salivating at the sight of the man. Daniel had never felt this way about a man before, it was a little humbling and a pang of shame ran through him.

[dollforsale]

Setting down the booklet, Armand's eyes trail around the room before landing on Daniel. A smirk plays on his face and he raises a hand, a clawed finger crooking toward himself to beckon Daniel over. The hand turns over and points to the floor. A word echoes in Daniel's mind in his voice, soft and sweet and flirtatious.

Crawl.

[afunboysdrug]

The sudden need to obey Armand- to get down onto the floor and crawl to him- had the same feeling as getting shot. Sudden and powerful. Daniel felt as if that clawed finger had a string tied to it that pulled him forward whenever it moved- that his words in his head could make him do anything and he’d listen, even if it was perhaps against his will. This though? He was inclined, maybe. He didn’t want to admit that.

Without thinking he slipped off the bed, landing on his knees rather haphazardly, not taking his eyes off the prize. His palms touched the floor, his position was rather sloppy, he wasn’t used to this sort of thing. He could arch his back a little more, be less tense. That sort of stuff. It had to be a little endearing how clumsy he was as he made his way over to the vampire, shame in his eyes he sat on his haunches at Armand’s feet, swallowing down his pride and looking up.

[dollforsale]

Those golden eyes follow him unblinking until he was perched in front of the vampire. A smug grin pulls at the corners of his mouth and he let his slender legs uncross, thighs parting as a socked foot reached out to rest on Daniel's thigh. He's still talking to someone on the phone, but his attention was solely on Daniel.

[afunboysdrug]

Daniel’s breath hitched, looking away from Armand’s face to look at his foot now. He shifted a little nervously, reaching out without thinking to run his little blunt nails over Armand’s leg. He’s trying to listen into the conversation, but he wasn’t getting much out of it.

[afunboysdrug]

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[afunboysdrug]

So… I’m here, in the park.. where are you…?

*looking around, a bit on edge.*

[dollforsale]

It's truly touching to hear he wanted to leave, yes, but all that mattered was Armand being with him. His chest tightens and he presses a little kiss to the corner of his mouth.

"Of course not. I will never abandon you. How do you feel about... Sicily? Our first stop?"

[afunboysdrug]

“Sicily?” He definitely pronounced it wrong, with a very strong Californian accent. “Okay, I don’t care. Where’s that?”

[dollforsale]

"South of Italy in the Mediterranean. Beautiful place."

Armand strokes Daniel's hair like petting a dog, almost taking a glance behind to see if he had a tail and if it would wag.

[afunboysdrug]

If Daniel had a tail, it would be going a hundred miles per hour. He did like being the center of attention for once. It didn’t click in his head that he was being pet like a dog, he was just taking the attention with a big dumb grin.

“Oh, that sounds neat. Yeah, that sounds good.” He could finally focus on what he was saying and thinking and not solely on Armand for the first time in probably two hours.

[dollforsale]

"Wonderful. Pack what belongings you would want with you and I will prepare our trip."

A small kiss to his forehead is planted and he stood, walking with a light step to the landline. He sat at the table and began calling his connections, legs crossed and phone chord twirled around his finger.

[afunboysdrug]

Daniel didn’t have- well.. much of anything. He had the clothes on his back and his satchel bag that he kept his tape recorder, tapes, chewed up pens and pencils that he stole off waitresses, an almost empty notepad, and a few miscellaneous pills and tiny baggies he probably shouldn’t have. That’s all he really needed anyway. He glanced at the bag in the corner before sitting up a bit and just staring at Armand, not leaving the bed, just watching. Admiring.

[dollforsale]

The way he talks over the phone is enthralling, head tipped to pin the phone between his ear and shoulder as he flipped through a booklet on the table. He spoke other languages, fluently and his tone intentionally more mature than his body let on. The scene playing in silence made him look like a teen girl calling a crush late at night.

[afunboysdrug]

Daniel watched the vampire like a hawk, hardly wanting to blink in case he missed something. He listened intently to Armand as he spoke languages Daniel did not understand. He tried to listen to the inflections, trying to figure out what Armand was speaking about, but to no such luck. He chewed at his lip, practically salivating at the sight of the man. Daniel had never felt this way about a man before, it was a little humbling and a pang of shame ran through him.

[dollforsale]

Setting down the booklet, Armand's eyes trail around the room before landing on Daniel. A smirk plays on his face and he raises a hand, a clawed finger crooking toward himself to beckon Daniel over. The hand turns over and points to the floor. A word echoes in Daniel's mind in his voice, soft and sweet and flirtatious.

Crawl.

[afunboysdrug]

The sudden need to obey Armand- to get down onto the floor and crawl to him- had the same feeling as getting shot. Sudden and powerful. Daniel felt as if that clawed finger had a string tied to it that pulled him forward whenever it moved- that his words in his head could make him do anything and he’d listen, even if it was perhaps against his will. This though? He was inclined, maybe. He didn’t want to admit that.

Without thinking he slipped off the bed, landing on his knees rather haphazardly, not taking his eyes off the prize. His palms touched the floor, his position was rather sloppy, he wasn’t used to this sort of thing. He could arch his back a little more, be less tense. That sort of stuff. It had to be a little endearing how clumsy he was as he made his way over to the vampire, shame in his eyes he sat on his haunches at Armand’s feet, swallowing down his pride and looking up.