Amoureux du Vampire

Lien pt. 3 : Tempête

Bond pt.3 : Storm

Laurent can't wait to tell Papillon his good news.

He can stay with her in Paris the rest of her term. He closed on a property that he knows she will love. It even has a room that can be set up for play.

When Laurent puts the key in her door he feels ... something.

He senses Papillon, but she is faint. He pulls harder and begins to feel her, and someone else? He thinks she must be dreaming and ignores the feeling. He walks into the apartment. There are blankets on the sofa and wine glasses on the table. He figures Papillon had Larry and Aria over. He does feel his brother ... strong.

Laurent thinks he sees a pair of men's shoes next to the chair. He assumes they are his and calls out to her. When she doesn't answer he goes to her bedroom. He feels her energy, it's lustful, but loving.

He hears music playing through the closed door. Romantic music. Laurent feels his desire building. He smiles, and opens.

.......

He sees him, moving on top of her, her legs wrapped around his back.

Laurent closes his eyes and thinks

'No, this can't be.'

He blinks again, and focused his eyes to what is undeniable.

Papillon and his brother.

Laurent POV

What the fuck? What you do with him?!

My brother move off her and she cover herself with the sheet.

I feel the energy in the room ... it strong. I not get this feeling with her, not even when we play.

I try to calm myself and put my bag down.

I look at Papillon, and sense him all over her. I look around the room ... I see her shorts on floor, his underwear on the bed. I feel nothing but rage ... this sex music not helping.

I pick up the speaker and throw it.

Papillon start to cry, my asshole brother try to calm her.

"... Bro, I can explain."

Explain? What to explain, you fuck her the minute I turn my back. I tell you how I feel, I ... how long this go on?

"Laurent it just happened."

No, I not want to hear any excuse you little ass have to say. Sex not just happen. You act innocent, but I bet you been fucking everything in France with swinging dick.

"Laurent I'm sorry."

You sorry? ... you make me wait, but open your legs like a slut to this nigga. Fuck, did you even use protection?

My brother pull on his underwear and stand up.

Papillon put her head down and cry harder.

"Don't talk to her like that. It not that simple Lau, more you need to understand. She not do anything wrong, I mean I not think ..."

Shut up! Why you defend her? There's no defense for either one of you. Papi, how could you do this to me? And Larry, how could you?

Larry walk toward me and I push him away.

I glare at Papillon, her face is red. I see she sorry, but she still feel like him. When she walk over to me I turn my back.