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Daniel’s completely unprepared when Armand first mentions his idea. He’s relaxing on the sofa, fully absorbed in a documentary he’s been binge watching when Armand sits down next to him and accounces: “I want to make a sex tape, beloved.”
Daniel almost chokes on the mouthful of blood he’s been sipping from a wine glass. “What?”
“I’ve been researching human affairs online, and it’s a popular way for them to capture their passion for one another and share it with the world. I think it’s romantic,” Armand replies calmly.
Daniel can’t help but smile at him, amused by Armand’s innocent take on something so dirty. “So, what, you watched Kim K and Ray J going at it and figured that’s an expression of true love?”
Armand frowns, a mixture of confusion and annoyance on his face. “Well, perhaps it’s not always about love. Maybe just lust, in some cases. But isn’t lust just as significant as love? Just as worthy of being captured on film and remembered for all eternity?”
Daniel nods in agreement, suppressing a laugh. It’s not that he disagrees, or that he’s judging his lover for his sudden desire to film them fucking. It’s just surprising, unexpected, especially coming from Armand, who for centuries lived in fear of his vampiric nature being exposed to humanity. But his sudden confession is strangely endearing - and admittedly, it’s kind of turning Daniel on.
“No, you’re right. I see what you mean,” he responds, reaching out instinctively to cup Armand’s face in his hand. He leans into Daniel’s touch. “You want to show the world how much you love me. How much you want me. Who am I to deny you?”
Armand meets Daniel’s gaze, eyes wide and hopeful. “So, you’ll do it then? Really?”
“If that’s what you want. Yeah, sure.”
Armand is clearly elated. He climbs into Daniel’s lap, straddling him and peppering his face with kisses enthusiastically. Daniel chuckles. “We getting started already?”
“No,” Armand answers with a grin. “Just saying thank you.”
With that, he sinks his fangs into Daniel’s neck, and drinks from him with reverence. Daniel feels a wave of pleasure wash over him. There’s nothing quite as sensual as this familiar, delicious experience; Armand using him to satisfy his hunger while he sits in his lap, gently rocking against him. Daniel slides his hands up under Armand’s shirt, caressing the smooth skin of his back. When he’s done drinking, Armand retracts his fangs, licks his lips, and leans in to kiss his companion properly, opening his mouth a little so Daniel can slip his tongue inside. They kiss slowly at first, Daniel’s arms encircling Armand’s waist and pulling him closer - they melt into each other’s touch, becoming one. Armand moans softly as the kiss deepens, and fuck, Daniel’s getting hard already. He’s like a teenage boy when it comes to Armand, always easily excited, and restless after only a couple of minutes of making out.
“Oh,” Armand says softly when Daniel grabs his hips and shifts underneath him, letting Armand feel his erection through his jeans.
“You feel that, baby?” he murmurs. “See how much you turn me on?”
Armand lets out a little sigh, grinding down against him. Daniel can feel that he’s starting to get hard too, and suddenly he’s very aware of the fact that Armand’s not wearing underwear.
He feels lightheaded with desire. Despite the number of years he’s been with Armand, he still has this effect on him. It’s always as fun, as thrilling, as intense as it was their first time. Sex with Armand is like heroin, with no tolerance - in fact, it’s better. This is one of his favourite things about their relationship. And Armand’s nothing if not creative, so he’s always coming up with new ways to inject excitement into their sex life. Now, Armand wants to make a sex tape to flaunt to the world. Daniel figures there’s no harm in rehearsing first.
Daniel’s feeling impatient now; he can’t wait any longer. He slips his hand under the waistband of Armand’s trousers, and wraps his fingers around the length of his cock. He starts to stroke him slowly, teasingly, rubbing his tip softly. Daniel realised pretty early on in their relationship that Armand likes being teased - and frankly, he fucking loves doing it. He likes to play with Armand, likes to get him all worked up until he’s begging for more. Daniel revels in the way he’s reacting to his touch. Armand’s mouth is hanging open in shameless pleasure, and his pupils are dialated and dark as he rolls his hips up, fucking into Daniel’s fist.
“Does that feel good?” Daniel asks, gazing lovingly into Armand’s eyes as he touches him. Armand nods. “S-so good.”
“Tell me what you want, babe,” Daniel says. “You wanna get on your knees for me? Suck my dick?” Armand moans in response. “Or maybe I should eat you out? Fuck you with my tongue?”
Armand’s eyelids flutter shut, as though the filthiness of these words alone are enough to make him come. “I want-” he cuts himself off to let out a little gasp when Daniel tightens his grip - “want to ride you.”
“Ah, I see. You want to sit on my cock and drink from me at the same time, don’t you?” Daniel smirks. “Greedy little thing.”
“Yes,” Armand breathes. “Please.” His cock is slick with pre come now, and Daniel wants to lick it off. Taste him. He lifts a hand to his mouth and sucks his own fingers, still keeping eye contact with Armand. “Clothes off. Now.” He instructs, and then smiles smugly as Armand practically jumps to his feet to follow his orders. He strips quickly and Daniel watches him, removing his own clothes too. As Armand steps out of his trousers, something falls out of the pocket, and he grabs it. Daniel laughs delightedly when he realises what it is. “I um. I’m already…prepared,” Armand admits sheepishly.
“Oh yeah?” says Daniel, voice husky. “So when you said you were busy earlier, what was that? Code for ‘I’m fucking my own fingers in the other room’?”
“Enough,” Armand wines, embarrassed. It’s cute when he gets shy like this. Armand is undoubtedly the more powerful of the two vampires, and hundreds of years his senior, but Daniel still loves to baby him from time to time.
“Hey. You don't have to be coy with me,” he purrs, pulling Armand back down into his lap. “You know I love it when you're desperate for it.” He squeezes Armand's thighs, eying his naked body hungrily. “So, what were you thinking about, huh? Was it this sex tape thing?” Armand nods. “Yeah, I bet. You were thinking about taking it on camera while you stretched yourself out for me, weren't you?”
“Please, Daniel,” Armand begs, “stop teasing. Please, just fuck me.” He dives forward to kiss him again, and Daniel needs to be inside him, right now.
“Okay baby. Fuck, okay.” He takes the lube and grabs his own dick, coating himself with it unceremoniously. “Come here.” Daniel lifts Armand up a little, finds his hole. Armand gaps when he brushes him with the head of his cock. “You sure you're all good to go?” Daniel asks - doesn't want to hurt him. But Armand is already nodding, and then he sinks down slowly onto Daniel’s dick. They gasp simultaneously at the sensation. Armand is hot and tight around him, and it feels incredible. He starts moving, grinding on him at a leisurely pace, using Daniel’s shoulders to steady him. Daniel looks up in awe, taking it all in - Armand’s blissed out expression, his beautiful body; the curve of his hard cock, leaking pre come onto Daniel’s stomach.
“God, you’re gorgeous, Armand,” Daniel groans, running his hands up his body. He plays with his nipples, massaging them until they start to harden under his touch. Armand squirms with pleasure. Whispers, “need your mouth on me, beloved.” Daniel doesn’t need any further encouragement - he leans forward and kisses Armand’s bare chest, then latches onto one of his nipples and sucks hard. He flicks his tongue over it experimentally and delights in the way it makes Armand whine. He loves how sensitive he is. Daniel’s overwhelmed with arousal now, and he tilts his head up again to kiss Armand. This time it’s sloppier, dirtier. They moan into each other’s mouths, and the combination of their tongues swirling together and Armand’s heat enveloping him makes Daniel’s cock throb. He holds on to Armand’s waist, starts to fuck him harder, and Armand rides him eagerly, picking up the pace.
“You’re so big,” He gasps out. “Love the way you feel. Want you inside me all the time.”
This admission makes Daniel’s head spin. “Fuck, babe. Love it when you talk like that.”
Armand moans again, and his thighs are trembling now. His dick twitches against Daniel’s stomach, and he reaches a hand down between them to touch him again. He’s only been stroking him for a couple of minutes when Armand starts to tense up.
“I’m going to come if you keep doing that,” Armand warns him. Daniel swipes his thumb over his slit, replying, “Good. Wanna come together. Gonna fill you up while we drink from each other.”
“Oh god, yes. Please,” Armand groans, and he surges forward, kissing Daniel’s neck passionately as he continues to ride him, chasing his orgasm. Daniel can feel how close Armand is; he’s almost there too.
“That’s it baby. Let go for me,” Daniel soothes.
“Ah, ah, ah - I’m coming, I’m coming-” Armand gushes, and then quickly sinks his teeth into Daniel’s neck again. Daniel grabs Armand’s wrist with his free hand so he can drink from him too, and then they’re both moaning against other’s skin and coming hard. The taste of Armand’s sweet, ancient blood fills Daniel’s mouth as he finishes inside him.
“Jesus christ,” Daniel says breathlessly once he’s finished drinking. Armand collapses into him, panting, and Daniel holds him tight, high on blood and lust. They stay like that for a moment, their bodies locked together, Daniel’s cock still leaking inside him.
After a few minutes, Daniel feels himself coming back to reality. “You okay?” He asks, rubbing Armand’s back lovingly. Armand’s face is buried in the crook of his neck, his soft curls brushing Daniel’s skin. “Mmmh,” he responds. Daniel starts to shift beneath him and Armand mumbles, “stay.”
“Hey, come on. Let’s get cleaned up,” Daniel replies gently. Armand makes a reluctant noise as though he could stay like this forever. Daniel smiles. “I know, I know. Don’t wanna move either. But we can shower together?” This seems to satisfy Armand.
Later, after they’ve showered, the two of them are in coffin together. Daniel spoons Armand from behind, nibbles his earlobe affectionately. “So, tell me more about this sex tape, boss,” he whispers in his ear. “What is it you want us to do exactly? Cause you’ve got me a little curious.”
Armand giggles like he’s in on a secret Daniel’s unaware of. “Let me surprise you. You’ll be more authentic on camera if you don’t know what’s coming.”
“Still a director at heart, huh?” Daniel laughs. “Let’s hope this production goes better than your last one.” Armand bites Daniel’s finger in response. “Ow! Hey, I’m only kidding!”
*
A week passes with no further mention of the sex tape - Armand and Daniel go about their lives as usual, hunting, swimming, reading, going out. Nothing out of the ordinary. So, as Armand had promised, Daniel truly is surprised by what he sees when he walks into their bedroom.
It seems Armand’s made a new friend. A young, muscly, blonde guy is sitting on the edge of the bed, shirtless, looking at Armand expectantly, who's setting up a video camera in front of the bed. Armand’s still fully dressed - he’s wearing a sheer mesh top that exposes his nipples and tight, leather pants that hug his thighs. He looks delicious.
“Hello, Daniel,” Armand says calmly as though there's nothing unusual about the situation. “Come in. I've brought you a little gift.”
“I can see that,” Daniel responds, looking the guy up and down. He can smell the whiskey in his blood. Armand must have picked him up at a bar. This isn’t shocking - they’ve had plenty of threesomes before, but never on camera. And truthfully, as much fun as they can be, Daniel really just wants Armand to himself tonight. “Who's this?” he asks anyway.
“I’m - my name's Ben-” the guy says. He looks vaguely irritated. “Look, man, I was into the whole threesome idea when you mentioned it earlier but, no offence -” He glances at Daniel - “this guy’s a little too old for my taste.”
And, oh shit, Daniel thinks. He tries not to laugh. He can see where this is going. If there's one thing that pisses Armand off like nothing else, it’s other people insulting his companion. Armand approaches Ben, staring him down.
“Is that so?” Armand says, tilting his head.
“Yeah, dude,” Ben replies. He looks between them both. “It’s weird. I’m not into it. and honestly, I think whatever’s going on here is kinda messed up. What are you, his kept boy or something?”
Both vampires freeze. Armand’s face falls at the suggestion. Daniel recognizes immediately that, for Armand, these words serve as a harsh reminder of his traumatic past - of the days of being ‘donated’ by Marius. Being used.
Now it’s Daniel's turn to be angry.
“What the fuck did you just call him?”
Ben stands up, stepping into Daniel’s space. “You heard me,” he hisses. “I think you're a gross old man and he's your little whore, isn't he?”
Daniel’s heard enough. He grabs the human by his throat and lifts him into the air with ease. Ben lets out a panicked, choked sound, gasping for air. His eyes widen in terror. Then Daniel hurls him across the room, and his body slams into the wall so hard it leaves a mark.
“He’s the love of my life, actually,” Daniel snarls, baring his sharp fangs. Ben recoils in horror. “What the fuck!”
“You hungry, babe?” Daniel asks, turning to look at Armand. His eyes have darkened. He nods.
“Well, I’m starving,” Daniel grins, and with that he attacks the human, tearing the flesh from his neck in a passionate rage. Ben screams, and then Armand’s at his side, and the two vampires feast on the unlucky stranger together.
They drain him dry. When he’s pale and lifeless, Armand and Daniel drop his corpse to the floor with a heavy thud and are left staring at each other. They're both soaked in blood and panting like wild animals, fangs on display.
“That didn't exactly go to plan, huh?” Daniel says, breathing heavily. But Armand’s silent. He just stares back at Daniel hotly. “You good?” He asks, wondering if Armand’s mad that he's killed their potential hookup. But then Armand lunges for Daniel, pinning him to the floor and kissing him passionately. It shocks him and he moans involuntarily, suddenly overcome with desire. Their tongues slot together as they make out wildly. They've killed together countless times before, but something about this caught him off guard - Daniel’s suddenly achingly hard in his jeans. Armand’s looking down at him intensely, his dark curls falling over his face.
“I don't care about the plan,” he says. “You wanted to protect my feelings, Daniel. You killed him just for offending me.” Armand’s expression is one of warmth and tenderness and it's an odd contrast to the horrific scene surrounding them. But Daniel’s overcome with emotion too.
“Of course, baby. I’d tear the throat out of any human that spoke to you like that. Fuck, I’d kill vampires for you if I had to.”
“Oh,” Armand sighs and kisses him again, slow and lovingly now. “I love you, Daniel.”
“Love you too. So much,” Daniel breathes, and then adds, “Armand?”
“Yes?”
“Would you judge me if I said I really, really wanna fuck you right now?”
Armand shakes his head, and guides Daniel’s hand down between them. His mouth waters when he feels the unmistakable bulge of Armand’s hard dick, straining against his leather pants.
“You're just as fucked up as I am, aren't you?” he teases. Armand just nods in agreement. He gets up and slinks over to the bed, and Daniel follows him in a trance. He stops abruptly when he notices the camera - the little light indicates that it’s still on.
“Shit, better turn this off first,” he says, but Armand stops him.
“No, don’t….can we….can we keep going?” Armand asks. “We couldn’t share it with anyone, of course, but…perhaps we could still capture our love making on film? After all, it is more authentic like this, after we’ve fed together. And I could…watch it when I’m not with you. When I’m missing you, or-”
“Yeah, baby. Sure. Of course.” and oh, god, Daniel thinks. Armand is such a little freak. It's all disturbingly erotic. They’re both still covered in blood, and Ben’s drained body lies discarded in the corner of the room. But all Daniel can think about is how gorgeous Armand looks. His hair’s all messed up and his lips look so soft and kissable right now.
Daniel wants him so bad it’s almost embarrassing.
Armand is smiling at him dreamily. “Thank you, beloved. I knew you'd understand,” he says, and then he climbs on to their bed, gesturing for Daniel to join him. Daniel does, pushing Armand gently into the mattress and crawling over him. “You smell like human,” Daniel chuckles. Ben hasn't proved totally useless - the whiskey in his blood has got Daniel a little drunk, and Armand seems to be feeling it too - he giggles when Daniel slowly licks a stripe up his neck, cleaning the excess blood of him. “Tickles,” Armand says, but then he copies Daniel, licking the blood off the corner of his mouth. Daniel turns his head to meet Armand’s lips, and they kiss again, deep and passionate. Armand wraps his legs around Daniel’s middle, locking their bodies together. Daniel takes advantage of the way their cocks are aligned, grinding his hips down so they rub against each other through their clothes. Armand moans softly, squirming underneath him. They dry hump for a few minutes like a couple of horny teenagers, and Daniel takes pleasure in the increasingly desperate sounds Armand’s making.
“Could come just like this,” he admits, breathlessly.
“No way - not yet. Hey, hey, slow down!” he laughs, pulling away. Armand whines at the sudden lack of contact. So needy, Daniel thinks to himself contentedly.
“Need to see you first,” Daniel tells him, and starts tugging Armand’s clothes off. He makes quick work of undressing Armand, who let’s him do it without a word in response. He lies there gazing up at him, moony eyed. Once he’s naked, Daniel hums in appreciation. “Okay,” he says, “good. Now, can you get on all fours for me? Want you face down, ass up.” Armand seems to be in a submissive mood tonight, which is rare for him, but when he wants it like this, it's always appriciated. He buries his face in the silk sheets and arches his back. Daniel admires his body - his radiant brown skin, his narrow waist, the curve of his ass. “Yeah, that's it,” he praises. “Perfect.”
“Just want to please you,” Armand tells him earnestly.
“I know you do, angel. But it’s my turn to please you right now. All I need you to do is enjoy yourself for me. Okay?”
“Okay,” Armand mumbles into the mattress. Daniel moves closer to him, and grabs his ass, giving it a playful squeeze. He drags his thumb over Armand’s entrance, making him inhale sharply. Daniel wants to slide inside him right now, fuck him until his come is dripping out of him. But more importantly than that, he wants Armand to feel good.
“Can I put my mouth on you, babe?” he asks. After everything Armand’s been through in the past, Daniel recognises the importance of checking in with him like this regularly for his consent. Plus, he likes the way it makes Armand shiver excitedly. “Yes. Please,” he gasps.
Daniel gets off the bed again and Armand shuffles back so they’re positioned better - now Daniel’s got a perfect view of his tight hole. He kisses Armand’s strong thighs, then spreads his cheeks apart so he can taste him. He starts to lick around the ring of muscle there, dragging his tongue over his delicious heat. “You taste so good,” Daniel breathes, and then inserts his tongue inside him. Starts to eat him out properly. Armand whimpers in desperation.
Daniel fucks him with his tongue until his jaw starts to hurt and Armand is practically sobbing with pleasure. “Mmmh, please, Daniel, please,’ he cries, “can’t take it. Need you to fill me up.”
Daniel’s so hard he can barely stand it. He stumbles to his feet to find the lube in their bedside table. As he does so, Armand turns around so he’s facing the camera - Daniel’s so caught up in the moment he had almost forgotten they were filming. He covers his cock with an excessive amount of lube the way he knows Armand likes it. “You ready?” He asks, climbing back on the bed, and gets a hurried, “yes, yes” in response.
Daniel takes his length in one hand, rubs it on Armand’s hole to prepare him - and then he slides inside, and they both groan loudly. “Fuck,” Daniel hisses, as he feels Armand stretching around him. He savours the feeling of Armand’s warmth, the way it makes him throb. Then he starts to fuck him, taking it nice and slow, hypnotized by the way his cock looks sliding in and out of Armand’s hole. Armand mewls desperately as he takes him.
“That’s it, baby,” Daniel says, digging his nails into the flesh of his ass. “God. Love being inside you. You look beautiful.” He buries a hand in his glossy curls.
“Ah - pull my hair, pull my hair,” Armand begs, and Daniel obeys, giving it a hard tug. It makes Armand hiss in pain and arousal. He props himself up on his hands so he can make eye contact with the camera while he fucks himself back on to Daniel’s cock. Daniel revels in the idea of Armand touching himself to this footage some day in the future. Some twisted part of him wishes they could still share this with the internet - the idea of thousands of people getting off to this excites him. He knows Armand is thinking the exact same thing. The thought of this mutual perversion - their shared deviance - overwhelms Daniel with both love and lust.
“You like being on camera, huh?” he says. He pulls Armand’s body up against his chest so that he’s positioned more upright, and then reaches around in front of them to grab Armand’s dick. He cries out when Daniel starts to pump him, overwhelmed by the way he’s being fucked and touched at the same time. “Mmmh, love it so much,” he gushes, “wish we could post it. Want everyone to know we belong to each other.”
“Bet you do,” Daniel croons. “So possessive. My pretty little slut.” Armand whimpers. Daniel knows he likes being spoken to like this in bed - knows it’s different coming from him. Makes him feel owned, but in a good way for once. Protected.
Armand angles his head slightly to the side so they can kiss again, and Daniel shoves his tongue in his mouth as he continues to stroke him. He starts to thrust into him harder, deeper; talks him through it lovingly. “You’re taking my cock so well, Armand. Doing such a good job.”
“Daniel,” Armand cries, “feels amazing. Mmmh, I’m so close, I could - need to-”
“I Know. Me too, me too,” Daniel cuts him off. “It’s okay, go ahead, baby. Want you to come for me.”
That’s all it takes - Armand thrusts forward into Daniel’s hand a few more times, and he gives his cock one last tight squeeze. Then suddenly, he’s crying out and coming all over Daniel’s fingers as his hole spasms around him. Daniel follows him in quick succession, pounding Armand’s ass into the mattress, and they both moan when Daniel fills him up with his come.
Daniel can barely muster the energy to move, but he does, eventually - slips his cock out of Armand’s ass and enjoys the sight of his sperm leaking out of his hole. He pulls Armand into his arms so he can hold him as they both come down from the high of their orgasms. Armand makes a soft sound - a little sniffle.
“Are you crying?” Daniel asks, suddenly concerned when Armand nods. A single tear runs down his cheek and Daniel wipes it away. Cradles his face in his hands. “What’s wrong, sweetheart? What is it?”
“Just love you so much,” he says quietly. “You make me feel so good. No one’s ever treated me the way you do.”
Daniel’s heart is so full of love he feels like it might burst. He kisses Armand all over his face, then pulls him close so he can hold him, the way he needs to be held. The way he deserves to be held. “I love you too,” he soothes him. “And that’s never gonna change. You’re my heart, Armand. You’ll never be alone again, baby. And if you ever forget that, you can just watch our tape. Okay?” Armand nods, gazing into his eyes.
When they drink from each other, it’s sensual, meaningful and tender all at once. And when they’re satisfied, they start to drift off into sleep in each other’s arms.
Daniel’s pretty sure they might’ve just created the most fucked up, bizarre, sentimental, romantic sex tape that’s ever been made. But, if he’s being honest - those are all of his favourite things about his relationship with the vampire Armand.