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There is a David in the bar ~~because his mun wishes to kill a few braincells~~. He is sitting with his knees drawn up to his chest, reading his own manuscript for Tale of the Body Thief.

And making notes.

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He looks up at David.

"What else would you like to hear about."

He smiles.

"Meeting Princess Mayhew."

Richard grins broadly now and tickles the princess in question a little.

"This little brat came in on my shift one day bitching and moaning because the blood substitute is, of course, not nearly good enough for him. We talked a bit and he found out we were friends, and then he got stroppy and demanded to know if I was fucking you. This would have been back in early November sometime."

He raises an eyebrow and smirks at Armand.

"Was this before or after we had slept together?"

He strokes Armand hair and bends to kiss him a little, confused when he pulls away.

"Before. I was still with Adam at the time, which is why I studiously avoided his initial advances."

He pets Amadeo's hair and leans up to give David a brief kiss in apology.

"It's difficult, isn't it," he says, "to turn him down."

He gives Richard a WTF? look.

He nods and flushes a little in shame.

"Eventually I couldn't. It only took him a week to wear me down."

I'll explain later, Darling.

Armand raises an eyebrow.

"I can hear you, you know."

He looks at David and sighs apologetically.

"I gave you up for Lent."

He nods.

"Of course, why didn't I think of that."

He blinks.

"Amadeo, my darling, what? Richard, is he serious?"

"I know you can hear me, Amadeo. I don't hide things from you."

Richard sits up and pulls David into a hug and lets Amadeo hide his face him Richard's lap.

"David....Amadeo wants us to be monogamous at least until the wedding. We still love you though. We always will."

David's face lights up again. "Aah, okay, that's better," he says with a smile. "And I do love you both."

He leans down and kisses Armand's cheek, and Richard's too. "I think we can do that."

Richard smiles and sighs in relief.

"Good. Thank you for understanding."

He settles them all back into the couch.

"Any more stories?"

He gives a small yawn, nothing rude. "Not unless you feel the need to. I'd like to just lie here for a while, content with half of my family, if that's okay?"

He nuzzles his head under Richard's chin and grins.

He smiles and cuddles.

"That sounds grand.......who's the other half of your family?"

"Lestat, Louis, Loki, Kestrel..."

He smiles.

"And I realise that makes you one third of my family, but I don't care for numbers, really. ~~Unless they're notches on the bedpost. Which most of them are.~~"

He grins.

"Don't forget Charlie and Claire and the other Loki.....should it be disturbing that you've slept with most of our family?"

"Charlie's... Charlie. Something else entirely."

He smiles. "And yes. Ever so slightly. No wonder I have a reputation. Someone's going to start calling us all names or something. 'The David Talbot Circle of Sex' or something quite as ridiculous."

*sniggers*

"Good lord, I hope not."

He grins and looks around shiftily before snogging Richard heartily.

Richard laughs into the kiss and breaks it off.

"You going to tattoo all of our foreheads next? 'Harem of Talbot'."

He grins.

"Is that like 'Cream of English'?"

And then he just can't stop laughing.

Richard laughs harder and blows a raspberry on David's neck.

"'Course, you did mark my throat ages ago."

He tilts his head to the side to show the bite scars on the right side of his neck.

He grins, and licks the marks and grins some more. "For which I don't apologise one bit."

Richard shivers at the lick.

"I wouldn't have it any other way."

He smiles, somewhat seductively at Richard. "Glad to hear it."

He licks him again, just for good measure.