Interview 1 : White Lines & Love Lies
Intro: Living as a fledgling is already hard enough but now my boss, Daniel Molloy, has an interview with the vampire Lestat. He wants back up but what could go wrong. . .
pairing: Lestat x Reader
subjects: Daniel Molloy , Lestat de Lioncourt
Warn!ngs: MDNI! Dom Lestat, Sub Reader, Drug use, High Reader, Drunk Reader, Biting, Blood, Cervix/Anal floor tear, Cunnilingus, (too) hard penetration
words: 2595
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ACT 1
Daniel sits currently in deep thought about the tour poster in his hands before a vibration comes from his phone pulling him out. He tilts his head at the random number before doing what every good journalist does, answers the call of the unknown...
"Hello", he scratches his neck ready to hang up on the scam call
"You forgot to mention how beautiful I am"
Daniel confused not recognizing the voice at all goes off, "Listen buddy lose my number and blow me"
Before he could hang up a velvety laughter rings through the phone until it abruptly cuts off. Getting serious from the other line...
"I'd love to meet you Daniel Malloy"
Daniel getting a bit creeped out now, "Who are you"
βIβm the reason youβll cancel whatever dull thing you had planned. Lestat. Midnight. My sanctum. One ticket and Try not to disappoint me.β
Lestat hangs up the phone swiftly leaving Daniel in awe, his first solo encounter with the terrifying sole purpose of the chaos he profited off. It was sooner than later Daniel would now have to step into the den and come face the apex predator.
"oh. . ." a mix of shock but excitement crept in as he got ready for the unplanned concert night. He knew he needed back up just in case things got out of hand. He grabbed his phone calling up the one person he knew fully had his back. The caller ID reading, 'Problem Intern (Unpaid)', before he proceeded to call.
ACT 2
I shuffle around in bed overstimulated hearing the engines from the cars on the street, random heartbeats, and the pipes draining in my loft apartment.
"What did he do to me", beyond annoyed.
I just put on my nose canceling headphones, trying not to lose my mind. Shoving my face into my pillow before a vibration from my phone goes off. I turn to it seeing the caller ID read, 'Podcast Papi' , answering quickly.
"Hiiii", smiling waiting for the other line of the phone
". . . Hi", grumpy but what's new. "We have plans tonight, we're going to lestat's concert"
My stomache drops, he cant mean like lestat- the real problem to all this madness. "You're joking right, that guys insane"
Daniel laughs and tell her the entire plan to her reluctance she knows this is great press. They eventually get all ready over facetime picking out outfits. This is a big moment for both of them but especially Daniel, the fit has to be tea.
As the intern the fit is a sexy tailored suit- fitted at top blazer with a flair at the bottom pants and some sharp pointed heels. Daniel wears black pants and a leather jacket with black boots. They were finally ready to enter the belly of the beast.
ACT 3
They arrive outside the concert venue where fans are buzzing outside all dressed to the nines. Everything is exaggerated and screams Lestat's concert. Daniel walks up to the front of the line and says his name, immediately being let in given his VIP wristband but when the intern tries to walk in they get stopped.
"You didn't get me one" looking at Daniel inside the club from outside.
Daniel's eyes go big and he smiles slightly, "You didn't ask for one".
"So I wait in line", scoffs shaking my head.
"Ill meet you on the other side", as he walks off into the concert hall.
After waiting for what seemed like hours with the Lestat Lunatics outside they finally started letting in people. Walking into the venue was just as crazy as the line. People poured in screaming with posters and-
"Oh my bad I wasn't paying attention" I told the lady I blindly walked into.
The old hag was a shock to see at such a lively and chaotic scene, especially how she stood observing the crowd. Before she even mentioned my existence she muttered "He does love an audience, even when hes pretending"
"Are you high" it came out ruder than I wanted but I was confused by her attendance.
"He ruins whatever he touches" and just like that the blonde hag walked off. I knew this was going to be a weird ass night.
Then I get a text from Daniel to go upstairs to go to the VIP balcony, "getting invited in like a pimp" as we both laugh. Settled into our spots, the concert lights dim, and the roar of the crowd takes a hit on our ears.
I shriek until Daniel hands me earplugs to lighten the noise pollution I just had to endure. "Couldn't give these to me earlier" shaking my head.
The concert was truly a violation to see for both the intern and Daniel with Lestat in a fully gold outfit that assaulted the eyes in the most absurd way. The crowd devoured every second of it. Not even realizing throughout Lestat's set Daniel had serious moments of eye contact with him. Then the venue lights came on and the crowd cleared out. The drag was finally over.
ACT 4
The entire VIP section gets moved by staff down and backstage to Lestat's dressing room. His door already shut with bass pumping through the walls from the inside. Once open walks out THE Vampire Lestat. He gives out his autographs down the line until its Daniel, he stops staring at him, "come on in" directs to the dressing room.
I follow Daniel and Lestat turns at me, Daniel quickly reassures Lestat that i'm with him and lets me in the dressing room too. We see the disturbing state of the room as a fan, laid out, gets lifted out the room. Theirs multiple white lines on the table but we just start setting up our equipment for the interview.
"What the hell is that blood-", "Yes" I jump out of my skin as Lestat some how appears behind me. He laughs and signals hes going to the bathroom.
"You think he disinfects this place" looking around the mess
Daniel fixes his glasses and takes a deep breath, "I think he replaces"
"He's going to eat us. . ."
"He won't"
"How do you know" I feel my skin crawling in anticipation for that freak to come in at any time
"Because" Daniel adjusts the mic "He invited us"
Daniel picks up the empty vodka bottle off the table, throwing it out as Lestat enters. He sits in his seat,
"I'm recording now" Daniel starts the tapes.
"So the great vampire Lestat has proclaimed a problem with my work"
Lestat's eyes shift between the intern and Daniel, "You let a grieving man turn me into a caricature"
Daniel shifts his head, "You did kill people, especially what was her name again"
I step in "Claudia", Lestat's head eerily turns to the intern sizing her up after bringing up memories hes been trying to bury through the same white lines he just took another hit of.
"That wasn't the complain. He told you I was the villain but who taught him how to bare his teeth like a killer" Lestat turns back to Daniel "See he isn't the victim, my story deserves to be told"
"You had your chance" Daniel retorts
Lestat stops moving dead pan on Daniel "No, I was denied mine, but now your here and you will listen"
I stepped forward "but they painted you as this abusive partner that destroyed relationships"
"They?" Lestat fiends innocence "They were never going to last and what would you call eternity with a man who resented your every breath?"
"Hell" I step back as Daniel pipes up,
"If you could say for the record, Did you solely save Louis on that trial?"
Lestat looks away "I loved him"
Then Lestat preceded to tell his entire side of what he called 'the greatest lovestory of the century' on record. At this point I took a seat fully engrossed by the drama, While Daniel pointed out all the inconsistency.
"He was so boring... He was extraordinary... He was weak...He was my greatest love"
Daniel looks at me, "yeah hes definitely not over it"
"I'm eternal, I don't get over anything", Once lestat was finished with his telenovela, he threw everyone off with the question he asked "do you do drugs?"
ACT 5
Recorder clicks off. Silence fills the air, finally the interns ears aren't ringing. The intern would calm down if it wasn't for how Lestat was eyeing his prey while both were too relaxed for their own good. After conversations rolled off script and Champaign glasses clinked the night finally felt all right.
I look at Lestat, "You cannot be real your so terrifying but oh so beautiful" my eyes wander across his entire body.
Daniel tries to rein in "Oookay. Thats enough mythology for tonight intern"
"but its' not just his charisma every room lights up- like its doing right now for him"As I look around to see the colors of the room gleam like never before. I fear I am too far gone.
Daniel still relaxed in his chair with glossy glasses, "You're mistaking stage presence with divinity"
Lestat finally chims in, ignoring Daniel, sitting up in his chair eyeing the intern
"Am I?"
Daniel exhales, but is cut off by his phone vibrating
Lestat finally fully observed the intern figures "You've already tasted eternity, haven't you?"
I smile and nod slowly
"care to compare" Lestat finally gets out his chair picking the intern up into his arm bridal style
Daniel finally gets up too, "dont hurt them be gentle Lestat, I have to take this call real quick" he walks out the door
Lestat just observes the beyond high as a kite intern who could be the greatest pet for him to keep around on tour now that hes thinking about it.
I bite him softly and slowly as he lets me. As he leans in and marks my neck. The sensation, especially high, makes me feel so floaty and loved. Hes going to fuck up my self perception of him later on but for now he's everything I need.
"I need you" I whisper without a care not realizing the weight that saying holds in this moment.
He puts me down and Lestat starts thinking about something. Before he envelopes me wraping his arms around my waist pulling me in. He nicks me, with a smirk and a laughter
"You say it so carelessly" he starts marking my skin everywhere, "and yet it sounds like a vow"
Lestat starts undoing and slightly ripping the interns clothes in a repressed like manner. The high intern has the most jolly smile on their face so ready for what's about to happen.
Then Daniel comes in, "I have to go now, intern are you coming?"
I lazily shake my head caught in the rise of pleasure, and Daniel just rolls his eyes looking at Lestat, " I'm going to talk with my maker"
"Talk. . ." Even Lestat knows what that means for those two.
The door shuts. Silence thickens.
Lestat steps closer again, not rushing, stripping the intern until their bare before him. He admires his work. His fingers trace down her arm, not a tease but an assess.
"You're quivering little flame" he murmurs
"I'm not"
A faint smile "You are"
He circles them slowly, predatory gaze never leaving their figure. Not hunger but adoration. Ownership without asking for it. "You bit boldly I'll give you that". Lestat brushes the interns curves, "But you react like you've never been handled"
His touch is warm against their cool skin. Testing how much they'll give.
I lift my chin to meet his gaze, "So handle me"
That makes him pause, then he laughs pleased by that. Stepping in closer where the space between them is no more. He leans down, mouth sucking on their collarbone.
I drag my nails down his back as I feel his hand go between my thighs. His hand moves slowly over my area, mapping me like territory he intends to memorize. Then he slicks up my pre-cum and puts his fingers into his mouth slowly, teasingly tasting me right in front of my face.
"You taste extraordinary", he says quietly, "And mon cΕurβ¦ it takes everything in me not to show you what that truly awakens".
I arch into him and he rewards it. As I feel him push through my folds on the outside causing the sensation to go straight to my head. I lead my head on his chest as he inserts the tip, leaving me aching around it. Lestat controlling the pace and pressure of how steady it is goes deeper into me. My cries of pleasure ringing out in the dressing room.
He just admires what mess he has made me, from the drugs to him undoing me from the outside in.
I'm put in a heavinly trance from pleasure until im reminded who I'm dealing with
"Look at me now" he commands albeit softer than it sounds
I do just that, being easy as pie, smiling up at him
"Good" he whipsers biting my earlobe, "dont hide it"
The room feels smaller and hotter for a split second before he decides hes back to being a menace. As he fully bring himself all the way out of me before slamming into me.
Taking me all the way out of my high for more than a split second, I catch my breath in my throat. The nastiest squeal that leaped out of me.
"oooh did I scare you again" he tilts his head while looking down at me
Before I realized it I could feel something drip down my leg, the inner pain felt both bad but pleasurable. Until Lestat pulled out of me, then the fantasy crumbled and the high fell low.
"Oh honey your bleeding" he admires the amount of red that drips down from their insides down their leg.
Reality finally hits me he just shoved himself so deep in me that his fucking shaft teared my floor. My annoyance flooded my high real quick.
"What the fuck-"
He starts pinning me to the ground, my confusion etched on my face entirely. Until Lestat laps at the blood from my leg up to my tear. I winced but was too breathless from how he worked me. His tongue lapped at my sensitive spots so sweetly it made me cum... yes a mix of blood and cum... just what that demon needed
"S-stop y-you're overstimulating me" I giggle loving every moment and shoving his face deeper even though I throw my head back. My legs begin shaking and I physically break.
"Fuck Lestat-" finally understanding the hype around this man, he was an eater.
After all of this he gives me aftercare by letting me use his tour showers and giving me fresh clothes. Specifically the tour merch but hey who can complain after THE Lestat just made my entire night.
We don't part until hours later when he needs to go to the next city for his next concert and I have to find where my maker went off too. As we part ways for now Lestat gives me his contact just in case he needs a sexy interviewer for backup
"backup. . .?"
"yeah just in case I have to take my ex to court or some strange meeting with our lawyers you never know"
He hands me a couple hundreds in cash, "that's for the medical bills... but hey at least you survived me plenty can't say the same"
"Don't flatter yourself, Lestat"
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