irisbleufic's Devil's Minion Fanfics

“Finish it,” Armand says abruptly, reaching out to touch the bottom of the glass. He tilts it up to Daniel’s lips, the words an imperious command. Daniel barely opens his mouth in time. He chokes on what’s left of the watery crème de menthe and crème de cacao, but Armand doesn’t lower the glass

Daniel can tell right away that something is deeply, unsettlingly wrong. And that’s when he realizes that Armand hasn’t moved his legs once in Daniel’s sight, which has been trained on him nearly the entire time. How long had it taken Louis to recover from his spinal injury? “He had a lot more

“What happened to your assessment of him as my rent boy? Hypocritical of you to…indulge in him after casting it as an aspersion.” Daniel inhales, instantly prepared to use words, words, words to help Rashid save face and also save his own ass because that’s his fucking forté. “My mistake. Your