Armand x reader
Warnings: angst, "cheating", light smut, lots of plot
Armand had you created to be his personal toy. Though these were not his precise words, you felt you had every right to come to that conclusion. You felt used of course he was a good lover, but he was not a loyal one. contrary to what he has told you, that's what it feels like. And when you had enough of feeling like an outlier, you distance yourself. you stop hunting with everyone choosing to go on your own. You dont join in on after performance celebrations. You just stop being.
To everyone else you would be considered Armands mate. His lover, and while the term for a vampire can mean many things, to the coven you were like precious cargo. He was very protective of you and yet was a very active individual outside of your relationship. But If something were to ever happen to you, no one would know mercy.
When you started throwing your silent but deadly temper tantrum everyone was on edge. Hunts were more chaotic and less organized, plays and performances were a mess and had many flaws. Nobody was brave enough to confront Armand about his relationship, and you weren't technically doing anything wrong. In fact, you weren't doing anything at all.
Finally Santiago has enough and tells Armand off. "Maitre with all due respect this whole whatever this is, is getting out of hand." Armand and Santiago sat outside of the coven ls current buffet of choice after Santiago pulled him aside. "Im afraid I do not know what your talking about" the Silver haired man huffs. "Whatever is going on with you and y/n it's affecting everyone, come on dont tell me you dont see it." Armand thought for a moment realizing how little he had seen of you these past few weeks. "I do apologize Santiago i was not as aware as i should have been. I will handle this, it was not my intention to cause stress"
The next few days Armand was much more attentive. Spending less time chasing pleasure, and more watching you. The way you always found something to occupy yourself elsewhere when he entered the room. How you happened to be full from the previous nights play and excused yourself from hunts. He was especially watchful of how you snuck away when you did decide to join them.
That night he decided to follow you into the city. Your Hands gripping the sheets and legs tangled with another man. many of your nights ended like this. No matter how much they satisfied you, you still had to walk home all by your lonesome. Pretending like you hadnt just devoured your one night stand.
There was about a few hours til the sun rose when your crept back inside the theater. You had put your coffin in a separate room away from everyone else. So it was no surprise when you jump at the sight of Armand sat untop of your coffin.
"Arm- i mean maitre what are you doing here?" His dark red eyes seemingly pierced through your tainted soul. "Where have you been?" Though his voice remained steady his eyes burned with something more intense. "I-i was- i went for a walk Maitre" You felt your heart race as he was suddenly in front of you. He stood his thumb across your bottom lip when he took it back you saw red smudged on his finger.
Fuck you must've forgotten to wash your face. "I had just gone for a walk and I got hungry... I swear" his gaze flickered across the features on your face like he was searching for another answer. the truth. He takes a deep breath and runs his hand through his hair. He had finally backed off of you and turned away from you.
You took a deep breath in thinking it was safe. "Do i not fuck you good enough my love?" You tilt your head, your heart beating faster. "What do you mean of course why do you -" he cuts you off. "Do i not satisfy you anymore hm?" you take a step forward placing a hand on his shoulder. "Armand what do you mean why are you acting like this?" He snaps back around.
"What is it then? I gave you internal life, I give you a place by my side like royalty" You back up away from him as he corners you against a wall "i give you a freedom th others could only dream of" you swear you could feel your heartbeat in your ears, your palms began to sweat.
"I give you everything and how do you repay me" he laughs dryly putting a hand to your cheek giving you a sense of comfort maybe a little hope as well but you knew better "Maitre, i swear I didn-" he cuts you off once more "Every night you whore yourself out and come back to me Stuffed with another man's blood and cum" his hands slide down to your throat and you place your hands on his wrist silently begging him to have mercy on you.
His curly hair hung in front of his face. "So i ask you once more, I am not good enough for you hmm? Do I not fuck you right?" His grip tightened just slightly and you felt like you might phase through the wall behind you.
But you are suddenly hit with a wave of anger and You finally get the strength to push him back, and his eybrows furrow, tears threatening to fall from your eyes as you stand your ground. "I have a question for armand, do you even love me?" You feel regret as soon as the words fall from your mouth, but you stay strong.
"You dont treat me like how a lover should, what difference does it make whether I am in a another's mans bed or yours" you step further sharp finger nail stabbing at his chest. "The only difference is I have to see you everyday. I must suffer as the man i love as his hand in someone else's trousers."
You laugh in disbelief. "You have made no effort to touch me in months. Armand I am tired, I'm tired of being an empty shell waiting around for you." Armand steps forward "I have been busy you know that, I have many responsibilities. The theater, the coven-" now it was your turn to cut him off. "Well I am sick of having to be your emotional punching bag. When was the last time we had a normal conversation." You roll your eyes.
you feel the anger you had bottled over over the last few decades every heart break you hid within yourself "when was the last time you even thought about me" you scoff "You don't get to tell me how to live my life anymore, you don't get to tell me who I fuck, you don't get to have me anymore. you. Don't. Own. Me." You pushed your pointer finger into his chest, enunciating every syllable. The last jab, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you in. His lips connecting with yours. You wanted to resist but you also wanted this.
You both melted into the kiss. Hands pawing and ripping each others clothes off. "do you want me to apologize mh?" he groaned into the kiss "Do you hate me? do you want me to suffer?" you were starting to get annoyed with him already so you push him down into your coffin and straddle him "I want you to stop talking" you grind down on him before connecting your lips to his neck. you bite down, hard. he ruts up into you letting out a groan, his hand grips your hair. you wanted him to hurt the way you did but you that would be impossible.
you finally let him go with a sigh. you had thought about this many times over and over. you loved Armand you truly did, but it wasn't enough to cover the suffering you could never make him understand. so this was it. you stood from your coffin and watched as his hands reached for yours but he let them drop. "what's the matter we're just getting started my love" he says as he sits up.
"Armand I have taken much time to reconsider my decision as it is one that may even cost me my life but.." you give him a sad smile "that is a risk I'm willing to take especially if it guarantees what's left of my sanity" Armand shakes his head "what are you saying right now" he stands from that satin laced box. you sigh and grab your clothes and put them on. "I'm saying i am leaving the coven" you pause "tonight"
He rushes over to you grabbing your arm "i don't understand we were just" you pull his arm away "we were just what? have makeup sex then all will be fine." at that thought you laugh "you couldn't even apologize, you cant even pretend to feel remorse for me." your shoulders drop in defeat "so if you want to kill me fine but I will leave one way or another."
Armand nods "Fine do as you wish but I assure you your foolishness will bring you back here and do not think I will protect you when you find yourself in harms way." you smile at him "I wasn't counting on it" you turn away and leave, slamming the door.
You had a short time frame until the sun began to rise but you had planned it out perfectly you would leave on a ship docking in a few minutes and it would take you far away from France and the coven.
The next night
It was absolute chaos in the theater that night. He did not think you would actually leave. he thought you might come knocking on the door with sun burns and regret. He thought he would've had to send a group to retrieve you before you did something drastic. But to think you've gone as far as leaving the country. He knows it is fault but you leaving was an actual slap in the face. Armand loved you and he hadn't realized how much he needed you until you were gone.
