Jean-Paul “Frenchie” DuChamp || Parody
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* 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓 ··、
𝟮𝟲𝟰+y. ⚧`⚣ • flirty & vicious bat-vamp.

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“ and yet I have a conscience Lestat. Do you want me up all day wonder if they had family and did anyone miss them? I am not uptight I’m human.”
Lestat raises a brow.

“Saint Louis . . . so moral. So . . . what is the word for having a stick up your arse? Uptight?”

He teases, but he is smiling.

“Human blood is more nourishing, amour.”
“ what? You mean like you?” Louis said looking Lestat over. “ I’m sorry if I have a shred of humanity left!” I will not eat humans.”
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"Ι aм тнe Vaмpιre Leѕтaт. Ι'м ιммorтal мore or leѕѕ. Тнe lιgнт oғ тнe ѕυn, тнe ѕυѕтaιned нeaт oғ an ιnтenѕe ғιre -- тнeѕe тнιngѕ мιgнт deѕтroy мe. Вυт тнen agaιn, тнey мιgнт noт."

~ 21+ #SmutFree RP (sorry, darlings)
~ #InterviewWithTheVampire #TheVampireLestat
~ MV/Selectively MS
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He is more than willing to make up for lost time — both the time since they knew each other as well as the time before.

Marc deserves something good. He deserves love.

Frenchie pulls the man against him even more.

“Dors, mon amour.”
Frenchie smiles up at the man. He stretches up slightly and kisses those pretty lips.

“Tu es la perfection. How could I refuse an hour?”
“You are going to keep me here forever, aren’t you?”

He isn’t opposed to the idea but knows logically that Khonshu wouldn’t exactly allow it.

Nor would their landlord who needs at least one of them to be gainfully employed.
“You have been for a very long time.”

Sure he dated after falling for Marc, but that was to try to forget that he had fallen for Marc.

This is much better.

“If you can get some sleep, I might run and make sure the helicopter is good to go for when you need me. But only if you’re knocked out.”
“I will never be smitten by Khonshu,” he jokes.

At least they can laugh over it a little.

“I doubt he would talk to me anyway. Little dust mite as I likely am to him.”
“Mhmm,” he hums, continuing with the hair as Marc seems to be enjoying it. “He does deserve a piece of my mind.”

He wants Marc to be able to have a life and selfishly wants that like to be with him.
“Nature of your work,” he observes, lifting one of the hands that holds Marc and running it through the man’s hair.

“I get that. Understanding just doesn’t alleviate the worry.”
Frenchie wraps his arms around the man and holds him there.

“I needed this, too.”

Because of his worry. Simply because he loves the man. Because sometimes things catch up to him, too, and he needs to feel this comfort.
That earns a chuckle.

“I mean, I /do/.”

But he also cares about Marc’s health, so it’s a little bit of both.
“I have loved you always.”

Even when he thought he shouldn’t. Still, he did.

“And as someone who loves you, I think rest is in order today.”

Khonshu might mend him, but there still should be recovery time.
The man smiles gently.

“Quite true. And quite fair. Obviously I do the same for you.”

Otherwise, he would not be volunteering to fly Marc into the thick of a fight. Or fight beside him.
~ shift, he’s not sure.

“I think she really hoped I would sing it for her rather than play it.”
~ a good few years. My mother bought me that piece. Just before I went into the military. She insisted I bring my violin because, and I quote, armies have musicians. To be fair, I played a lot around a fire or two.”

Before music became a private thing. A sacred thing. What exactly triggered that ~
~ those were in his military days with his best friend.

“Secondhand intoxication,” he mutters, moving to sit on the chair near where Adam is browsing the music. “Who would have thought?”

He takes a sip of the wine and then leans over to see which piece of music the vampire had found.

“Been ~
Perhaps, they would reach that level of trust. One step at a time.

Jean-Paul chuckles.

“To be fair, alcohol makes most people look at act stupid. Not me, of course,” he jokes as he pours himself a glass of red wine. “Epitome of grace, I am.”

He’s had his less-than-graceful moments. Most of ~
Jean-Paul leans into that touch, encouraging it.

It’s all he has ever wanted — to belong to someone. To have them belong to him. To love and be loved.

“Famous last words,” he teases. “I might take that very seriously.”
“I am fond of both LeHair Flip as well as the slutty vest. And thank you, amour.”