Interview 0 : Two Vampires and an OSHA Violation
Intro: After my first pre-interview as an intern for Daniel Molloy all hell breaks lose. His subjects start fighting each other in their penthouse like two mad men. My boss starts giving me weird glances like hes sorry for something in advanced, what the hell did i get myself into. . .
pairing: Louis x Reader x Armand
subjects: Daniel Molloy , Armand , Louis de Pointe du Lac
Warn!ngs: MDNI! Dom Louis, Sub controlling Reader, Dom Armand, nsfw, blood, spitplay, dual penetration, domestic violence, wounds, biting, fighting sluts
words: 2,242
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ACT 1
I had to get the hell out of there. The second Daniel pulled away from my neck, I didn't even register he had just bite me. HE BITE ME. I stumbled back, trembling meeting his eyes, wild but stunned- like he couldn't believe what he just did.
But I could, Oh I definitely could.
"What the fuck-"
Not waiting for the elevator, I dashed to the staircase. With every thrash from the penthouse the sound fainted into the background to the loud pounding of my heart. As I booked it down the flights of stairs. Reaching the bottom with a gasp.
As you ran out the building you didn't hear Daniel call after you. Or maybe you did and ignored him. Muttering to yourself, "I'm just the intern" as your breath quickened almost like a panic attack.
Daniel right behind you, faster than you thought possible, shouting your name. The rage consumed you causing you to face Daniel even when your gut screamed to turn around. Daniel shakingly,
"Wait! Please, don't run from me. I-I didn't mean to-God, I'm so sorry."
He takes a hesitant step, his movements filled with regret.
"I didn't want to hurt you, I wanted to protect yo-"
You spurted out
"I could never forgive you for this, I don't care how much of an emotional wreck you are"
Daniel's voice faltered admitting the cold hard truth,
"I felt like a pawn in their game both rejected and trying to fight back, I became the very monster I feared I'd never be"
As an intern your empathy was a skill somewhat needed for the job and for right now this confession showed the vulnerability that made you Crack. With no words just a simple look of (little) sympathy.
He gestures back toward the penthouse
"Look, just...please. Go back up and check on Louis. I'd do it myself, but I can't-not like this. But I need someone there. Please. For me."
You glare at him shouting
"This is the last favor, I QUIT" as you shoulder check him and stomp your way to the elevator. Flashing your middle finger at him as the elevator door closes. Sealing your doom.
ACT 2
The elevator doors slid open with a hollow ding, with the room wrecked beyond comparison to the dull penthouse that once was. Broken crystal from the chandeliers scattered on the marble floor. Broken windows, the cold night seeping in creating a chilling breeze straight to your spine.
Not to mention now sold figure that stood eerily still. Like a lifeless statue carved by something that feared what it made it. Armand stood still as stone, his silhouette framed by the moonlight that creeped in through the torn curtains. His eyes were a void.
Unintentionally causes your breathing to scatter from just how silent he was. Then he moved, just tilting his head but that shouldn't be as terrifying as it was. Armand knew you were coming before you did.
"You shouldn't be here"
The words barley settles as Armand lunges faster than both your body and mind can comprehend. Your heart in your ass and your nervous system going into shock.
Just as his hands closed inches from your face, Louis barrels him.
Time slows, as Armand's fingers graze your collarbone. Everything around you are turning back into a violent war, the floor beneath cracks, the Pillers split, and every time they collide theirs a literal disturbance in the air.
But your frozen... As you hear Armands laugh it awakens you
"oh hell no"
You try to crawl, the ground shattering beneath you. Louis not caring fueled by frustration throws Armand across the room very close to you. As his body skids, his hand brushes your ankle, and for a moment his eyes meet yours,
"You tremble so beautifully. I wonder how you'd break"
Then he goes back into the fight, pulled by Louis who doesn't stop. Doesn't speak and doesn't even look at you.
And you realize- you weren't saved but spared.
ACT 3
The room feels too quiet but the smoke from the dust caught in your throat. As you start to feel faint was it the cracked plaster of the environment or the lack of blood you would have to indulge in.
Regardless of your opinion, you're still on the floor and the blood on your collarbone made you question if it's yours or from somebody else.
Louis stands across the room, seemingly ready for another fight. Armand still crouched, bleeding, but his gaze cutting into yours. As he studies you- making time feel slow.
"She's trembling. That's what you wanted, isn't it" he says to Louis.
Louis doesn't answer.
He, walks over to you, silently checking on you. As soon as Armand follows, Louis slam Armand into the already damaged wall. His breath ragged but Armand just laughs at his face.
Louis with a straight face whisper to him, "You're already losing".
You watch with bated breath as you now realize their clothes that are torn from the chaos. Now noticing how hot they truly are when there this upset.
Louis' shirt hangs open, soaked and clinging to his oh so perfect body. No wonder he has 3 different vampires all over him, fucking hell. There's blood-yours, his, Armand's- yeah well never know??? His curls GIRL! His voice is so serious but so velvety. #Needthat
Then your eyes see Armand and he seems half-possessed. Caring this weird energy of being both dead wrong and playful like this fight is just foreplay. Hmmm... His coat is shredded and his top exposes his bare chest. He was truly sculpted from the gods. For fucksake his Jaw is clenched but his smirk is intact and doing things to you.
Then you remember your supposed to be a mediator, so you spring into action with a slow get up, "NO MORE FIGHTING!" you shout at both of them. A mix of both confused and now arousal. The gash down Armand's ribs gleaming with a slick of blood giving you a crazy but albeit fun idea.
You get in between them in a comedic way almost but that's cut short by you. Sticking out your tongue and running it along the blood trail from his lower abdomen to between his pecks. The air still with the significant change of tempo in the room. One you're not ready for.
Firstly, Louis is frozen. Not from shock but from how it made him feel. His fists unclench and from the first time since the fight began, he blinks like he's finally waking up. You don't dare to even face him, feeling the heat radiating from your back being too much right now.
Armand however doesn't seem as fazed as Louis. Though his body does straighten out, he comes to lift you up your head with just two fingers. Questioning more why you've chosen this path but more on if you can even handle it, "Is that how we're playing now"?
Thier pure frustration now channeling pure lust, both their eyes glinting with a tint to them. Your tongue leaving a trail that shimmers from the light. This causes both of them to look like they were going to devour you, especially Armand.
Then Louis breaks the air and moves away questioning what just ran through his mind-and yours-and Armands. "Thats enough" he growls, though you can't decide if hes talking to Armand or yourself.
Armand grabs Louis by the collar, pulling him close. Their faces inches apart reading both disgust from everything that unfolded and unfortunately the newfound lust that has settled. "You want to hurt me" Armand hissed. "Then fuck me like you mean it".
The room thickens with silence.
"Are you seriously doing this now?" you croak out as the tension causes a voice Crack. "You think you can use me as a pawn in whatever centuries-old-hate-fuck this is? Ive worked too hard for just being an intern" You Walk between them.
"If you're going to break each other, do it right" Placing their hand on either side of your waist. Armand takes this as confirmation, biting Louis shoulder, he hisses but resists gripping Armand's throat.
Oh, poor intern you have no idea what you've done.
"Enough" you mutter pressing your lips gently to Louis' neck in an attempt to soothe him "Let go of him he's already damaged. Louis's eyes flicker between you two but they stick to you as he willingly slides his hands back from Armand. He's listening.
You glide your hands down both their chests, soothing them. "We can do this in a more relaxing way... trust me" you glance between them. "But you both need to listen to each other"
Your fingers finding the hem of Louis' shirt first, lifting it over his head with ease, as Armand watches. You tug at his layers next, revealing his marks and bruises from their earlier war.
"I said listen" you back up onto the nearest surface. They follow. Clothes fall rather poetically. Violence replaced for Venery.
Louis steps behind you, as you trust him behind your back. Armand comes to your front, dragging his fingers up your chest, brushing against the thump of your heartbeat. They both seemingly loving or rather carefully adore your body with their soft touch against your skin. As neck kisses fill the room with Louis on you and yours on Armand. Tangled up in each other's presence.
"We don't have to rush" Armand whisper, while contradicting to how quickly he's undoing your buttons. Theres no resistance to all the clothes falling, piece by piece.
A breath too close, a moan too loud. Something tips. The softness becomes hunger. Louis's lips leave marks now. Armand's grip tightens. You start pressing and arching into both of them. Getting aligned to them.
Armand steps between your thighs, brushing against you until you're slick with need. Louis keeps your spread, holding your legs, whispering in your ear. "Let him in" he says softly right into your ear. And you do. Armand pushes inside with a slow, claiming thrust. So deep tears well up in your eyes. Louis cunningly says,
"Don't fall apart yet, it's not just him you're taking tonight"
Armand pushes inside with a slow, claiming thrust. Driving you mad and your moan making Louis curse under his breath.
"God, the sounds you make..." That alone makes your knees weak, but their hands align, gripping your waist. Armand pulls out with a string of your intimacy connecting your inner walls. As Louis braces you pressing into you with a rocking sensation. They move like a tide, in and out, in sync, relentless, an adoring rhythmic sensation.
This has you gripping onto armand tight basically clawing him. The sensation building up but the size was alot to bare and there pace was so good it hit your soft spot immediately making you let out the most sexual sounds mankind can produce. Tears of sexy joy.
"You're doing so well" one of them whispers, though you can't tell. Blurred from the pure bliss this entire event is. Has your body trembling with ectesy. Your core heating up.
Just as your about to fully embrace the moment they start arguing and you as the mediator let them express their feelings to each other. Even if that includes getting your hole wrecked.
"You always chase" Louis was gentle at first...then wasn't. Armand retaliates saying "You always run"
"Because you never stop lying" Louis completely looking at Armand.
"Because you never stop needing me" Armand growing frustrated. Matching up to how his thrust are hitting you. The sound getting more and more explicit of wet skin on skin thumping.
"Please" you finally cave in the sensation causing you to whimper
"Say it! Say you wanted this!" Louis growling like he did when they fought.
Armand sperts out "I wanted to forget you!"
Louis seething "Then why are you inside of them"
Armand rebuttling "Why are you behind them?"
"You're both-way too much" you have to break out. They slow down.
"You'll break first" was the last words you heard from Louis before there rhythm broke. You choke out moans as their no longer synchronized, now in full competition.
"You wish" Armand not holding back
"I'm-" you start sobbing not helping the guttural noises. Creating the lewdest Environment.
Louis takes Armands face mid-thrust, forcing him to look at him. Armand bites his wrist. Defiant as he loses control but also slipping out in the process.
Louis doesn't stop driving the moment home both literally and emotionally. He, watches your body ache and just before your release he growls, "Beg for the one who breaks you".
You shatter- trembling and gasping Louis's name rings out in a straight-out cry while Armands submission to Louis drives him over the edge. Armand lets out a soft but broken "I love you"
While Louis whispers, "I hate you." then he's gone no door slam or final glance. Just the fading footsteps fading into silence.
You lay there for a second looking confidently at Armand for once, "I didn't come here to fix you. I came to make sure you didn't destroy each other"
THE intern collects themselves grabbing onto what little clothes they have. As you start leaving this broken home behind you Pick up a call with your boss. Waking him up out of his sleep, Daniel groggy says "hello?". You take a breath steady and confident,
"I want in-blood, teeth, and all."
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