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Intro: Walking into the Lions Den is no easy feat. Especially when the sounds of pleasure are coming from your maker and his owner, luring you in.

pairing: Armand x Reader x Daniel

subjects: Armand, Daniel Molloy

Warn!ngs: MDNI! Dom Armand, Dom Daniel, Sub Reader, Double Penetration: Anal Penetration & Oral Sex, choking

words: 1763

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Act 1

I opened the unlocked door bracing for chaos as I knew Armand, the all knowing, was awaiting. Firstly I scoped the scenery out making sure nothing was in the darkness of the house but as I went farther in I heard faint music. Jazz music played as I got to the corridor of the huge but cozy room filled with very dim warm lighting.

The weird thing is the closer I got the more faint sounds of... Pleasure was heard and I thought 'Oh My God I swear if he's getting cracked..." But then I thought about if I should enter right now.

Being really nosy I went to peek around the corner getting a full glimpse of Armand stroking his erection on the leather couch. With a slight messy look from his afterglow that made his skin gleam under the light in such a way that made me audibly gasp.

Not paying any mind to Daniel right now. As my brain short circuited, but having been caught brought me out of my mind. Armand smirked before calling out my maiden name, while still giving his full attention to the naked Daniel that sat rambling things to him.

I took a breath fully trying to prepare myself physically to go into that room but mostly mentally. My only goal was to not be tripped up by Armand,

'He hated me right' is what I thought to myself or reminded myself because if it was any different I would've walked into that room and pounced on him.

Act 2

From then I walked in looking all around the room before ever deciding to look at them. The ceiling detail, although super intricate, had caught my attention for a few minutes.

"Daniel, I thought you were being strung up. I had Lestat fly me over to get to you as fast as possible"

Daniel had laughed, then I heard a tap on the coffin he was sitting on. As if gesturing for me to take a seat next to him. I finally looked down to catch a glimpse at the scene before me.

Armand had a cover over his area as he caught my eye first but I looked away as he caught me. Then Daniel had a robe on, sitting atop a rather luxuriously looking coffin.

"Who's coffin is this?" I looked going towards it until-

"It Is Mine." The velvety smooth delivery from Armand came in still confident and strong as ever.

I did a 360 towards the chair in the corner of the room, that felt more like a cuck chair to a hotel room.

"oh." side eyeing him hard as I'm actively listening to Daniel Yap about how that text meant he was going to basically be railed by Armand.

"Well I figured that out rather quickly" I say smugly before being shut down by Daniel

"Not quick enough." Got me there as I was about to get up to leave.

"Stay" is not loud from Armand, just impossible to ignore. Like an order.

I hesitated, tense a bit now. As Daniel stayed silent. I stayed only because I thought disobedience wouldn't be the right option now.

"You really thought I was in danger" genuine confusion mixed with amusement.

"Well Armand isn't the most gentle creature, he has a history of hurting you I just-" Then my mouth snapped shut mid sentence.

"No." Armand silenced them with his mind, with effortless power he made the interns voice stop. Like a switch had flipped, they couldn't speak or even form words in the head.

I felt my neck as if it was my problem, as my eyes widened. Daniel winced slightly, like he knew exactly what that felt like. Armand didn't react past a head tilt coldly toward the intern. Then turned back to Daniel like she no longer existed.

Act 3

After sitting there for what felt like an hour, Armand and Daniel had ignored me completely. Feeling awkwardly trapped now as I got up, before it got weirdly intimate, walking toward them as I had to get to the door.

Then something snapped them back to reality. Maybe Armand finally remembered they were still in the room or maybe Daniel felt guilty seeing his intern just existing while they were about to make out. Either way they stopped. Armand pulled back from where he was about to kiss Daniel.

They both slide their eyes over toward the intern at the same time. The air thickened as they both exchanged a look. Having a silent conversation passing between them in a span of a second.

Then Armand reached out, not toward Daniel, but towards the intern. His finger gently curled around my wrist, pulling me closer with effortless strength. Daniel didn't protest, in fact he shifted slightly to make room on the coffin for them.

No words were said at first, expectation hanging heavy in the air. Till Armand's eyes flickered down to the interns lips, then back up. A clear invitation as he soothed,

"Join Us."

Act 4

Armand's lips were first, cool at the first touch but burned with passion. He became more possessive, deepening the kiss. Before I could even catch my breath Daniel leaned in from the other side. His mouth met mine just as eagerly, warmer than Armands but still so hungry.

Two pairs of lips claiming me all at once becoming a bit sloppy but albeit so hot. The three of us tangled together on top of the coffin. Fingers cupping faces and moving through hair, hair getting messy. Hands grabbing fabric, fabric falling to the floor. Soft moans muffled by kisses, kisses nipped by fangs when someone got too eager.

As we all pulled away a saliva string connected from one mouth to the next. A three way saliva trail told us everything before clothes ended up being discarded.

Daniel was the first to initiate as his hand slid under my shirt while his mouth stayed locked in on our deep kiss. Shivers ran down my spine and I grew extra sensitive from feeling this.

Then Armand moved firmly pushing Daniel off the coffin as he kissed along his neck. Getting up off the coffin, trailing down his skin until he reached Daniel's stomach. Without breaking eye contact with me, he began unbuttoning Daniels pants.

Armand turned slightly toward me pulling me by my hips at the same time. One hand trailing up my spine in slow strokes. A silent promise of what was to come.

Act 5

I was on my knees facing the sides of the coffin, looking up at Daniel. Armand was already balls deep inside of me as I adjusted. His body moved with a rhythm that matched the heat between us. His hands gripped my hips hard, so sweet and possessive, I thought to myself;

'This is what Daniel is so freaked out about Armand.'

He guided my motions. As his lips found mine again and again in messy kisses whenever he deemed me;

'good pet' leaning down. He cupped my face making me look up at Daniel.

My mouth opened on instinct, I was acting like such a slut but I loved it too much to worry about it. Daniel had kissed me, while unraveling his robe. Still bouncing atop Daniel's maker had my brain turning to mush.

Armand lifted a hand towards Daniel's hair , tangling it as they made out. I took initiative to grab Daniel's cock. I took him into my mouth with my lips wrapping around gently at first. Gradually deepening having Daniel gasp above me.

His hand flew to my hair almost reflexively, back arching with every flick of my tongue. Armand's eyes darkened with approval, then he learned that every time he thrust it would make me gag from Daniel hitting the back of my throat.

Armand's glossed over eyes changed to a smirk as he bucked his hips into me, every snap of Armand's hips making Daniel groan from the vibrations of my mouth. The combo created such heavy breathing that filled the room like a symphony and moans like prayers.

The climax hit hard as a truck and all three of them came in waves of pleasure. First Daniel, as his back arched with pleasure seeing his juice run down my mouth. Hands tightening in my hair.

Then Armand followed, his usual control shattering into pure ecstasy. As he buried himself deep into me, clinging onto my hips pressing me skin to skin with him. His ragged gasps sent me coming undone from how close he was to my ear.

Sandwiched between them, I was a trembling mess of sensation overload. Every nerve having been overstimulated made the release of cum feel so good. The thrumming coming from my body made me jolt in aftershocks from the intensity of it all.

The silence after was bliss for a few moments of just gasps and panting. Maybe this day would end on a good note.

Act 6

Speaking way too soon as Armand's demeanor changed subtly at first, from his jaw tightening to a flicker in his eyes. He glanced from the intern who was withered on top of his coffin to Daniel who was exhausted on the couch.

Jealousy for Armand came in clashing waves this time it hit hard. Armand began realizing Daniel had sheared himself with someone else. Not just anyone, but with this fucking sex worker turned fledgling turned whatever the hell the intern was now.

In a flash Armand moved with lethal intent, grabbing the intern's throat. I gasped as Armand's fingers closed around my throat. My hands were flying up tugging at him to let go. His expressions were detached even after they shared intimacy.

Daniel reacted instantly, "ARMAND!" ,as he launched and shoved himself between them. His palms pressed hard against Armand's chest, trying to push him back. Vampires didn't budge easily, Armand didn't let go but wasn't fully crushing their windpipe just yet.

"Why are you doing this?!" he shoved Armand again harder this but he only chose to step back and let go.

I dropped to my knees gasping for air as they continued arguing.

"They touched what's mine."

He spoke with such calm cold honesty I thought;

'damn I really might die tonight.'.

I drowned out what they were saying, getting dressed until Daniel brought up Miami.

I gasped thinking about the past and how horrid it had been for me until meeting Daniel. I spoke up...

"Night Island."

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