Hmm. He cannot say that he is very lovable.

Surprised by the gesture, it takes Armand a moment to react. When he does, he slowly wraps his arms around Daniel. And he holds him as gently as he is able. How much of his life had Daniel felt that he was not enough? How long had he yearned to be special to /someone/? And maybe that is all he ~

Her grandson is safe. Luckily for him, Daniel forbade harming him.

His ears are burning . And he is behaving himself and everything.

He definitely read Daniel’s mind in Dubai. But age has little to do with the mystery. It’s his own feelings that often leave him perplexed by Daniel. “I miss being able to find what I need in your mind, of course, but even when I /could/ you still confused me. You are /different/.” He cared ~

Probably. Armand has made no promises in that regard. Quite the contrary. “I think I am perfectly sane.” But most insane people think they are sane.

“I think you are incredibly considerate.” Armand can be generous himself, but he appreciates this nonetheless.

“Which is fine. I think I will need just as long to figure out /you/.” Already, Armand has had to grapple with his feelings for the man — feelings which went back fifty years. What manifested as anger and violence was in part confusion. He had had his share of lovers. None had been like Daniel. ~

“Well . . . at least you admit I have an excuse,” he jokes in turn. Armand does not mind if there is something wrong with them either. Their “wrong” is right for each other.

Impressive fangs they are, and, unsurprisingly, Daniel has fully embraced being a vampire. “And now you have eternity to see just how wrong I can be.” Which is to say, he doesn’t intend on abandoning his fledgling again.

Armand also remembers a moment or two fifty years ago, when Daniel /did/ seem to enjoy his touch — as undeserving as that was. Then Daniel playfully bites him. And Armand laughs. “Well . . . I did say I deserved that.”

“No . . . but I like knowing that you think so.” Being possessive would be easy when it comes to Daniel. “I certainly like when you are.”

🥰

Ouch.

"Excellent points." And yes, the kill mode has been shut down for the time being. He would allow Daniel to have his friend. "Forgive a foolish, old man?"

He makes a little grunt at the initial bite but soon closes his eyes as the pleasure takes over. He craves this, too, and Daniel's enthusiasm is more than welcome. Armand even holds him in place, a hand gently pressed to the back of his head. "Are you sure. Seems like you are trying to 'show me,'"~

Welcome to the bug club.

There’s that sarcasm he loves. And the fearlessness that might might another ancient vampire less-than-pleased with Daniel is what endeared /this/ ancient vampire to him. He chuckles at the dulled “bite” and glances at his fledgling. Then, getting the hint, he unbuttons the top of his shirt and ~

He would never.

Yes. Probably for the best Daniel doesn’t run his mouth with vampires even more ancient than Armand. “Hmm. Such is the plan. You were an exception. Revenge, of course.” Be he’s smirking and obviously joking. While he can pretend that turning Daniel had been to anger Louis and to get around the ~

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Armand laughs. And perhaps that is one of a number of reason Daniel /works/. He can get Armand to laugh — genuinely laugh. And thankfully at Lestat’s expense. “Believe it or not . . .” While it might be good he cannot hear Daniel’s thoughts now, he would have been honored to know that the man ~

He gently strokes the man’s hair. “How lucky am I to have found a mortal who enjoys having a vampire chase him around the world?” Is he insane? Perhaps. But he can joke about his insanity, too.

“Quite spectacularly,” he replies. “But to be fair, the marriage was crumbling long before that.” Louis’ heart had ceased to be in it. Perhaps, Armand’s heart had ceased to be in it, too. Armand can follow the line of thinking behind Daniel’s comment that all this might be mandatory. “I was ~

Armand nods slowly. Daniel can be as territorial as he likes. The vampire rather enjoys. When the man’s cheeks flush, Armand kisses one. “Exactly so.”

“That, yes. But also I mean /this/. It’s not obligatory to cuddle with a fledgling.” The tone is joking, but he does mean the whole thing with Daniel.

“Excellent.” Missions accomplished, as they say. “I am as much yours as you are mine, Daniel. Do not forget that.”

Lots of reasons, he supposes. But mainly . . . “I did not realize how much I would enjoy this.” He feels guilty for spending so long being an angry idiot rather than simply admitting how he felt for Daniel.

“Yes. To both.” There’s a reason he’s being mushy, and he does indeed like the glasses. So the vampire happily climbs into the man’s arms. “Is it so wrong to want to express my appreciation of you?” And stake a claim even if Daniel doesn’t believe there could be anyone else in line.

Yes. He’s proud. And happens to like his men to look distinguished. And maybe a little crotchety.

This one is his.

Now it’s his turn to immediately draw the man in for a kiss. “No,” he says after breaking it. “Do not even think that.” He doesn’t promise the man “forever” as much as a part of him wants to. But however long Daniel lives, he would have his vampire.

That reaction is shocking. “Daniel, no one could ever take your place. Do you truly fear that?” Frankly, Armand likes the jealousy. He does not mind the man being a bit territorial.

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“Special,” he says stubbornly. Fascinating. “Do you really want me to be his friend?” For Daniel, maybe, he would.

Hang out. Make friends. “I don’t really have human . . . or whatever he is friends.” Then he clears his throat. “You are different.”

“Join you?” Sounds distasteful, and he wrinkles his nose accordingly. “He will just make me hungry.”

He would not know. He must have had a mother himself but cannot remember one.

“Twins. I believe so.” He acts like it is a novel concept. “Fine. I will leave him be.”

The little godling will be fine.

They seem to have similar hobbies.

This is a double standard.

He stares back. Is Armand worried? Not particularly. But even Daniel wants him to back off. “I will leave him be.”

Okay, the little one scares him a bit.

“But they look . . .” Okay. Maybe he does not understand the concept of twins. “And you want someone to read your writing? I read your writing.”