Consequences

lotsoffandomimagines:

Requested by wholockedcumberwumber: Reader is Tistan Duffy’s twin sister who goes to the hotel cortez looking for him and ends up seduced by James patrick march

Pairing: James Patrick March x reader
Warnings: [N/A]
Fandom: American Horror Story

Your brother disappeared off the face of the earth a couple days ago. Jesus why did he always have to get himself into trouble? You found yourself cleaning up Tristan’s messes quite often because some of his decisions weren’t the best. Don’t miss understand you loved your brother but you wished he’d care more about himself and consider the consequences of his actions.

You walked into The Hotel Cortez. You heard of this place before but you never even stepped foot in here. It just gave you the creeps but Tristan was doing a modelling job here so this was the only place you could think of to look for him.

You approached the woman at the front desk figuring if Tristan checked in she’d know.
“Has a man named Tristan Duffy checked in?” You asked.

The woman looked up for her magazine and lazily licked her finger and turned the page.
“I don’t think so”.

“Are you sure? He’s model and has a red streak in his hair”.

“I’m pretty sure sweetheart” the woman said.

Pretty sure? It seemed like this woman just didn’t care. She wouldn’t even look up from what she was reading to face you.

“Could you er check?” You said eyeing the book sitting on the desk.

The woman sighed “I suppose but how about you go have a drink while I do that” she suggested.

You wanted to insist on staying here, how long could it possibly take? Yet you were exhausted and if this woman was going to continue to give you a hard time perhaps a drink would help.

You walked up to the bar and rubbed your face as you sat down in a seat. You hadn’t even attempted to request a drink when I man sat next to you.

“Tired darling?”.

You looked up at this man and took in his appearance. He looked as if he had just jumped out a movie set in the 1930s but he was strangely dashing and handsome. He had black hair and he wore a small moustache over his lips.

You chuckled softly, running a hand through your hair “unfortunately yes. I can’t help but feel underdressed” you said eyeing the man’s extraordinary fashion choice. Not that he looked bad like you mentioned before he was quite dashing but it was still unusual.
“You’re dressing rather fancy this evening. Is there a party that I should know about?” You joked.

“A gentleman always dresses nicely for a beautiful woman” he said kissing your hand. His soft lips sent a chill through you as they made contact with your smooth skin. What a charmer.
“Please allow me to buy you a drink”.

How could you say no to a free drink honestly? You allowed the man to order a drink for the two of you. You couldn’t take your eyes off him. There was something about him, he made you curious.

“You’re buying me a drink and I don’t even know your name” you laughed.

“James Patrick March my dear” he said introduced himself, kissing your hand yet again “and what might your name be?”.

“[Y/N]” you said dreamily. James smirked, a gleam forming in his eyes. He knew you were melting right in front of him. Everything about him made you interested. You wished you had dressed in something a little more classy than a rain coat. Speaking of that what made such a man as James become interested in you? What drew him toward you of all people?

“What brings you to The Hotel Cortez dear?” He asked once your drinks arrived and he took a sip.

“I’m looking for someone” you informed.

James suddenly frowned, placing his drink on the bar counter. You suddenly became scared that you had upset him.
“I hope you are not looking for a lover or perhaps your husband” he said in a low voice.

Oh no of course not. I’m actually looking for my brother Tristan".

“Ahhhh Tristan” James said smiling “he is your brother?”.

“Yes” you nodded excitedly “do you know him? Is he alright?”.

“Oh he is quite alright I assure you dear”.
You let out a sigh of relief. Thank god.
“Well now that you know that he is alright perhaps you’d like me to show you around the hotel” James suggested raising an eyebrow, a sly smile appearing on his face “maybe even my room?”.

You smiled. It was impossible for you to refuse. You allowed James to take your hand and lead you to the elevator without even considering any possible consequences. Tristan was starting to rub off on you.