trust fund baby

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The PROJECTREAL house welcomes contestant REMY ROCHEFORT! Remy, written by S, will be playing for the charity of his choice, the TO WRITE LOVE ON HER ARMS! You’ll have 24 hours to get in, get settled, and claim your bed before the games officially begin! Have fun, consider your strategy, and remember- the world is watching.

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Who was the last person you kissed?

Xander Smythe.

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Remy’s inedible chili challenge entry; he has never before in his life had to cook for himself, as a trust fund baby he’s always had someone working in his kitchen, soooooo.... he doesn’t know even the most basic rules, like what can and can’t go on the stove, in the oven, or in the microwave. He also put the raw meat in the microwave to cook it, so it would have still been raw and inedible even if his finished product wasn’t ashes and chicken with glass in it because he set the glass container on the hot stove.. 

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askprojecttanner​:

Uh, hi. I’m Tanner. Tanner Berry. I just…Got here. I guess. I hope you’re enjoying your bath. And I can’t start to imagine what the other challenges might be like. I’m kind of nervous about it. I’ll send you some asks. 

I’m Remy Rochefort. It’s a nice bath, sure. Nothing here is really anything to be nervous about, really. Sure, thanks. How are you enjoying the place so far?

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I’m out of questions, feel free to send me some while I lay here in the bath. What challenge do you all think is coming next? We’ve had room decor and a chili cook off, so it looks like it could be anything. 

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asktherealblaine​:

Oh, I’m so sorry you have to be without them. That must be really hard. If it will cheer you up, I can whip up some muffins or cookies for you. Whatever kind you’d like. 

I have to say I’m enjoying myself. Everyone is nice so far. I’m not calling it the time of my life yet though. Who knows what this weekend will bring. Are you ready?

It’s alright. When I found out I’d be coming alone, I had a surveillance system put in so I can at least check in on them via my phone. That’s kind of you, thank you. 

Glad to hear it. I think we all are. It really is a house full of nice people, which is rare for reality tv. Fair enough. Yeah, I think so. As ready as we can be for the unknown. I’m sure it’ll be fun.

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askprojectdave​:

My whole career is built on not taking myself seriously. I know there’s hundreds of people who do the same as I do, but I hope my followers stick around because they like me and the personality I bring to my videos and my stream. I look forward to getting to know you as well. So do you like being famous then or is it just a byproduct of being born into money?

Sounds like fun. Some people would say I’m the same way, I just don’t get paid for it. I’m sure your channel is unique, and I’m sure your personality is brilliant, you wouldn’t be here otherwise. I think anything I could say to this would be pretty cliché, and some might say out of touch. I obviously enjoy taking advantage of having money, I like not having to work, but it’s not all rainbows. I grew up in the touch my ancestors founded, it’s an experience to grow up in a place that’s named after your family. Everyone expects people that get famous in any way to be role models, my version is my hometown looking at me to be the next great example of its heart and soul. 

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askhunterclaringtonofficial​:

Personally I have been enjoying the quiet, however it makes sense that you might not. I have seen you speak about the difficulties you are grappling with here. Hopefully things will improve for you.

It’s an adjustment for sure. You always see parents on reality tv shows talking about missing their kids. It’s definitely the real deal. I’ve got cameras all over my house, at least. That I can check on my phone. What about you? Missing anyone from home?

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askprojectsam​:

Tell me about it, so weird and unreal. I for sure thought they would have kept us busy for most of them or maybe this is the calm before the storm and they got something up their sleeve. You never know.

The challenges have started, and there are some pretty interesting people here, but we definitely aren’t a rowdy or dramatic bunch. Most of us, anyway. I guess we’ll all find out what the network has planned for us together. Are you enjoying it here?

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askingxandersmythe​:

Xander caught Remy’s wince, and leaned in to press a kiss to his cheek before taking another look at the concoction simmering on the stove. “It looks…” His head cocked, eyebrows furrowing as he attempted to decipher precisely what he was looking at. Exhaling, he shook his head a bit before switching off the stove. Moving the pan, he sat it on a back burner before stooping to pull another from the cabinet. Placing it on a free burner, he quickly flipped the burner on before turning to face Remy. “I’m proud of you for trying, babe. A for effort, yeah?” Grinning, he pulled the other man to his chest. “You called me your boyfriend.” Connecting their lips, Xander tilted his hand to take in more of the other. His body felt alight, skin tingling at hearing the way Remy referred to him, their relationship; it was everything Xander had ever hoped to hear from the man. “So, yes. I want to, and I’m going to cook for you. Do you want to tell me what you wanted, or do you want me to surprise you? Mon copain, mon amour.”

Truth be told, Remy was a rich kid at heart; he was a trust fund baby that had been raised without a care in the world. This was the first time he’d had to face making food for himself, so of course his first ever time touching the stove ended in failure. Luckily, Xander was here to save the day. His sweet gestures were touching, and as embarrassed as Remy was it was easy to lean into the kiss he was given and smile because of how happy the other man was. “That’s what you are, hmm?” He teased, but he was smiling too. He stayed close, watching Xander closely as he worked, even from this early stage. “You’ll laugh. I was trying ratatouille, actually.” How could he not when that was one of the first things most Americans mentioned when they heard his first name? However, he had no idea how to actually make it, which was obvious by the attempt. 

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REMY 📱 XANDER

REMY: I'm on my way to sneak into your bed. Just fyi so you don't freak out.

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askingxandersmythe​:

Remy was slick, but Xander was too- they’d been raised in similar manners and fashions, so of course he caught the move the other attempted to make to conceal what he’d been attempting to cook. “Hey now, don’t hide. Are you sure it’s  not?” Reaching around the man, Xander turned the knob on the stove’s burner, clicking it off before taking Remy by the shoulders and spinning him around to face him. “What were you trying to make, hmm? Second question, was it what you wanted to eat? And third, why didn’t you tell me you were hungry?”

Remy winced as Xander shifted their positions and took a look inside the pot anyway. As embarrassed as he was, he didn’t try to stop the other man in any way. He just shook his head, took another drag, and ashed his cigarette in a tray on the counter. “I’m pretty sure it’s not going to be good, it doesn’t look good. You can’t eat it, by any means. My chef boyfriend needs his taste buds alive,” he teased, then reached for the other man’s hips.”So you want to cook for me, is what I’m getting from this?”

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askingxandersmythe​:

The way Remy moved under him left Xander feeling both needy and desperate, his eyes widening before narrowing seductively. Hollowing his cheeks, Xander moaned around Remy, bringing his palms up to rub and run up the other man’s thighs. He continued for several minutes, moaning, sucking, licking, teasing as he alternated his speed. After a few more moments, Xander lifted his head, kissing his way back up Remy’s body as he reached his neck, biting sucking to leave a deep, purple appearing bruise. “Fuck, Remy, you’re fucking hot, I missed you so much. Please, touch me babe, touch me, bend me over, fuck me.” There was a tone very near to a whine in his voice, and he gazed down at Remy with a look of pure lust in his eyes.

Everything that Xander did was absolute bliss, and the look on his face and the glint in his eyes told Remy that he knew that. Absolutely. Remy himself was louder with Xander than he’d been with anyone else before, which was a little surprising based on his well put-together façade that made him seem like the perfect French socialite and a gentleman that was tough to approach. The mark being sucked onto his neck brought a louder sound than even the blowjob, as it made Remy think about how he was going to be sporting that on global television tomorrow. After Xander finished speaking, during which Remy had looked from feature to feature with a growing hunger, Remy pressed a harsh kiss to the other man’s lips and then bit his way down his neck, stopping to such a matching mark there before bucking his hips to flip the over. Laying Xander on his back, he reached for the nightstand and found some lube quickly, there was a specific purpose for this room after all, and he quickly and gracefully unpopped it to pour some on himself and in between Xander’s legs. Both hands moved to grope and grab, rubbing the lube around and making everything glisten and shine. “Like this, mon amour? No fuss, no prep, no wait, you’ll feel me for a week.”

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askingxandersmythe​:

The noises passing between them, though falling primarily from Xander’s own lips, only heightened the experience. And, he truly couldn’t have cared less. He was certain they wouldn’t be the last couple to be heard making use of the room. With Remy’s pants removed, his body laying naked beneath Xander, he felt his desire kick into overdrive. He moved easily until his sweatpants had also been discarded, his hips never losing their pace. The feeling of Remy’s hands exploring his body drove him mad, and his head tipped back as those lips continued their exploration, his breath getting heavier through his groans. “You’re perfect, Rem. Look at you, fuck. Have I ever told you how much I love your body? Your perfect abs, your arms, your thighs, your…” As he spoke, Xander moved his body downward, pushing himself back on his knees while his lips landed on each body part as he announced it. Once he reached the other man’s crotch, his tongue darted from between his teeth to wet his lips, eyes meeting Remy’s once more as he lowered his mouth over Remy’s head, taking in more of him as he lowered himself. 

With Xander exploring his body, kissing his way down, Remy found himself arching into those lips. His own parted and he moaned at every kiss, his skin alight after each one. He moved easily as needed, watching Xander. Then those lips were around him and he moaned again, grabbing the blanket beneath them first. His knuckles whitened and the blanket wrinkled, staying twisted up even when he let go to reach for Xander’s hair to card fingers through it and then curl to tug gently. “Xan... Bébé... Your sinful mouth, I see you looking up at me. You’re so fucking hot.”

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askingxandersmythe​:

Every touch, every movement, heightened Xander’s senses that much more, his body both relaxed and tensed at the same time. His hands traveled over Remy’s body, groping at any and everything he could reach. He raised his arms easily, allowing Remy all the access to his body he needed. When Remy’s own shirt was removed, Xander moved to run his fingernails teasingly down his chest. Then, those hips rocked beneath him, and the moan he gave was even louder, even more desperate than the last. “Oh mon Dieu, s'il te plait. S'il te plait, j'ai besoin de toi Remy. Je suis autant en désordre que je l'ai toujours été, tu me fais ça. Regarde ce que tu me fais.” Taking Remy’s hand, Xander moved his hand from around his chin, bringing Remy’s palm to rest on the tent that had already sprung up in his sweatpants. Leaning forward, Xander guided Remy back onto the bed, hips rolling steadily against the other man’s while his hands raced to tug at the band of Remy’s pants. 

At the rate they were going, they were going to end up being so loud that they were heard outside of the Boom Boom Room, even with their mics off. Remy didn’t mind though, he didn’t have any shame in that regard. He easily slid his own sweatpants off after Xander made sure he felt what he felt, then pulled those sweatpants off of the other man too. They couldn’t be naked fast enough, there was a sense of desperation born from their time apart and the intensity of everything they’d talked about now. His hands roamed every inch of Xander’s bare skin, his own body incapable of laying still as his kisses traveled across the other man’s face and down his neck. “Perfect as ever, Xan. Look at you.”

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askingxandersmythe​:

Xander couldn’t help the moan which fell from his lips when Remy’s hips rolled, and he cluched at the other as if he were some form of life raft in the sea. Things between them had always come so easily, something stress-free and natural, unlike anything Xander had ever felt. Of course that was why he’d panicked, and complicated things in ways he shouldn’t have. The thought of love had always scared him, and knowing how he’d always felt about Remy had only added to his own personal crisis. He was done with that now, though. No longer willing to turn his back on one of the few things in his life which made him truly happy. When Remy sat up, Xander wrapped his arms around the man’s neck, nuzzling into him as his body began to relax further. “Merci bébé. Je sais que ce n'est pas juste et que c'est égoïste, mais j'en avais besoin. J'avais besoin d'entendre ça. Peut-être que tu n'étais pas en colère, mais je sais que tu as été blessé. Tu devais l'être. Je ne sais pas où ça mène, Rem, mais… je ne pars pas. Plus maintenant. Je vais vous le prouver. Alors je suis juste là. Avec toi. Embrasse-moi. Tenez-moi. Baise-moi. Faire l'amour. Je suis ici. Je suis à toi mon amour.” Xander kissed the other man back, pressing himself further into him, giving him every bit of emotion he could muster. 

It felt like both a lifetime and just an instant since the both of them had been like this, and it was just as natural and easy as always. They kissed and Remy slid one hand back into the other man’s hair to run tender fingernails along his scalp while the other kept hold of his cheek by the jaw. The kiss deepened and Remy fell into it, for how long he didn’t know. He only paused for long enough to pull Xander’s shirt off, start the kiss again for a minute or so, then pull his own off only to rush back into the kiss. His hands found the other man’s hips and he held tight, rocking up into him again because he wanted to hear that moan from before again. “Toute la nuit, toi et moi.” He wasn’t willing to stop kissing Xander to talk, so he didn’t, and he only said as much as he needed to. 

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askingxandersmythe​:

At Remy’s words, Xander laughed, shaking his head a bit while the grin spread on his face. “You’re right about that, yes. But…For now, what they don’t know won’t hurt them. I’m sure we’ll give them plenty of material in the future. Draw it out for the fans, in front of the cameras. Give them the drama they want. It could work for us.” Xander rolled his eyes, clearly teasing. Biting into his lower lip, he gazed down at Remy as his hands moved, nearly groaning at the returned French which fell from the other man’s lips. “I’ll call you that any time, babe. In any language. Mic or not. Excellent point, amant. Pourtant, vous savez à quel point je l'aime. Toi. Est-ce vraiment si grave, si vous avez la permission ? Autorisation de faire ce que vous voulez. J'aime aussi ce que tu me fais. J'aime ce que je te fais. Ce que je pourrais te faire. Ça fait trop longtemps, nous avons été séparés trop longtemps.” Xander returned the kiss, passionately, hands flattening to run along the other man’s chest, hips pressing into Remy’s. “Rémy… Pouvez-vous me pardonner ? Pardonne-moi ce que j'ai fait ? Pour… Tout foutre en l'air ? Je ne sais pas si je peux me pardonner.”

At first, the tone of the conversation was very sexual and Remy was on the same page too. He loved being with Xander, it really had been too long and they had come to this room because they knew they wanted to fuck at some point. He rolled his hips up into the other man, sliding his hands up his sides and down his back. Then the tone changed to something more sad and Remy could feel the truth and honesty in what Xander said. Pausing the seductive touches, he brought his hands out from under that shirt so that he could pull himself up into a seat position with the other man still straddling his lap, then cupped his face to bring their foreheads to rest against each other with the wave of a hand. Nonchalant as ever. ”C'est déjà fait. Tu es déjà pardonné. Je ne t'en ai jamais tenu rigueur, je n'ai jamais été en colère. Je me concentre sur ton retour, juste ici. Avec moi. Libre de s'embrasser.” He nodded once, then leaned in to plant a kiss.