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    Daniel was lying on his back in his bed in the Dubai penthouse and he was spiraling.

    When he’d first realized he might be missing more vampire-related memories than just the night of that first interview, he’d been thinking along the lines of, you know, a couple of days. A week at most.

    He hadn’t expected…this. Over a decade of bizarre cat-and-mouse, master-and-servant fucked up gothic romance with a goddamn vampire.

    With Armand.

    In which Daniel remembers and handles it extremely well, thank you very much.

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    There’s a beat of supremely awkward silence.

    "I've offended you,” Armand says. “My apologies. I crossed a line.”

    Yeah, you fucking did.

    “No, that’s – it’s fine. I’ll just need my accountant to crunch the numbers on that one, is all.”

    Jesus H. Christ, Molloy, what are you doing, you absolute nutjob?

    In which Daniel's best customer asks to meet in person.

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    “Finish it,” Armand says abruptly, reaching out to touch the bottom of the glass. He tilts it up to Daniel’s lips, the words an imperious command.

    Daniel barely opens his mouth in time. He chokes on what’s left of the watery crème de menthe and crème de cacao, but Armand doesn’t lower the glass until he’s finished every last drop. His head swims, partly because he’s tipsy and partly because of the brain freeze.

    Armand withdraws the empty glass, sets it aside, and grabs a napkin off the bar. He dabs Daniel’s lips with it, brushing the bare pad of his thumb across Daniel’s chin. His skin is warm and smooth, slightly clammy with condensation borrowed from the glass.

    Oh my God, Daniel thinks. Don’t lick him don’t lick him don’t lick—

    Clearing his throat, Armand sets the napkin aside. “You’re a journalist?”

    “Yeah,” Daniel replies hastily, looking away. “You were listening in?”

    “I caught part of your chat with Louis. You were going to interview him?”

    Was being the operative word. I’m not sure that would’ve worked out.”

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    “I said I’m fine, Alice,” Daniel snaps, and time itself grinds to a halt.

    Not literally. Ha. The things you have to specify with vampires. Daniel wishes he could laugh, but the sound is stuck somewhere in his throat, along with his heart. Now, of course, his hand chooses to be perfectly still.

    Why the fuck did he say that?

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    daniel keeps slipping up and mistaking armand for his ex-wife and the more he looks back on his memories, the less reliable they get. he's pretty sure he married alice molloy, but how do you marry a woman who apparently never existed?

    armand is armand about it.

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    Daniel is sprawled out across the bed, loose-limbed and lazy, somehow filling all the open space it has to offer and leaving Armand to nestle into the gaps. His cheeks are flushed, blood pooling like it knows what comes next. Maybe it does. Armand was reading about classical conditioning the other day. About dogs who become accustomed to getting food when their handler rings a bell.

    Perhaps Daniel is the dog, Armand’s teeth sharp bells reverberating in his veins. Or perhaps Armand is the dog, Daniel’s blood a song rattling in his ears. He has been a dog before. He runs his tongue along the bow of Daniel’s collarbone, gathers the salt-sweat there and imagines what it tastes like because Daniel does.


    Armand remembers he loved Daniel, once, and that Daniel loved him. Or a version of them did, at least. It isn't his intention to go back to that, but it's not not his intention, either. Such is the prerogative of an immortal: to hold two contradicting desires simultaneously. If nothing else, it passes the time while he waits for this miserable interview to end.

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