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“I'm afraid I have a bit of a confession to make, my dear.”
Alastor’s grin had taken on a distinctly predatory nature. His normally soft, doe eyes had sharpened in a way that made the hair on the back of Vincent’s neck raise and his pulse hammer. He knew that look. He was intimately familiar with the eyes of a killer. “You- wait, you fucking tricked me.”
“Obviously, baby.”
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Vincent is the 40 year old producer and CEO of V Entertainment. Is it kind of creepy that he's planning on sleeping with their 25 year old intern? Maybe, but he clearly wants it, with the way he shudders every time Vincent touches his shoulders and the way the kid keeps staring at his neck like he wants to lick it.One can only be an eternally unaging radio host for so long without raising suspicion. Alastor is a 75 year old vampire who takes an internship at V Entertainment, and is absolutely planning on killing his lecherous boss.
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Vincent thinks he is flirting. He is actually a major fucking creep. Unfortunately for Alastor’s plans, he is a major creep who is excellent with his mouth.Loosely ‘modern’ vampire AU. Late 90s Nokia cellphone era modern.