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3:88	By : Imoshen Category: +A through F > Assassin's Creed Views: 12171 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Part 1
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 6-Part 6
- 7-Part 7
- 8-Part 8
- 9-Part 9
- 10-Part 10
- 11-Part 11
- 12-Part 12
- 13-Part 13
- 14-Part 14
- 15-Part 15
- 16-Part 16
- 17-Part 17
- 18-Part 18
- 19-Part 19
- 20-Part 20
- 21-Part 21
- 22-Part 22
- 23-Part 23
- 24-Part 24
- 25-Part 25
- 26-Part 26
- 27-Part 27
- 28-Part 28
- 29-Part 29
- 30-Part 30
- 31-Part 31
- 32-Part 32
- 33-Part 33
- 34-Part 34
- 35-Part 35
- 36-Prt 36
- 37-Part 37
- 38-Part 38
- 39-Part 39
- 40-Part 40
- 41-Part 41
- 42-Part 42
- 43-Part 43
- 44-Part 44
- 45-Part 45
- 43
- 44
- 45
A/N: One more chapter to go. There are also a bunch of chapters I didn't post. Once this is finished, I'll post the lost chapters for Zero-G.

Altair's phone was ringing and he quickly pulled it out of his pocket. Actually, it was just vibrating since he had it on silence the whole day, Rauf cocked an eyebrow at him. He and Altair were the only one left at the bureau and Altair send him look, then held the phone up to his ear. "Uh-" He didn't get the chance to say anything, "Yeah I come downst- you come up? It's just me and Rauf- oh. Yeah", Altair turned red and watched Rauf, then smiled, "I see you in a few then", and now he was grinning.

"My ride is here" he told Rauf and couldn't hide his smile anymore as he started logging off his computer.

"Your ride is Malik, I take it?", Rauf pondered.

"Yeah..."

"He's going to beat you again tonight?" Rauf grinned and wiggled his eyebrows. After he'd met Malik, Altair had explained to him just what kind of relationship they were having and Rauf found it more funny than concerning and liked joking about it. It was just what Altair had expected of Rauf.

"No... something else", and he blushed again, grinning still. Rauf rolled his eyes and groaned. "I don't even want to hear it", he huffed and Altair chuckled.

"No you really don't", Altair agreed with him and actually jumped when he heard the elevator and oh... his heart was skipping a beat, a thousand beats when he saw Malik standing there, cool as fuck as ever that sneaky bastard.

"Afternoon," Malik greeted Rauf with a nod of his head before smirking at Altair. "You ready?"

Altair quickly nodded, turning the screen of his computer down and collecting his bag from the shelf under his table.

"See you Monday Rauf," he waved at his colleague with a huge grin, following Malik outside. Malik simply chuckled and as soon as the doors of the elevators closed he groped Altair's behind roughly and walked him backwards until the younger man's back hit the wall. He was surprised to say the least, was even more surprised when Malik kissed him roughly while his hands kneaded his buttocks, pulling them apart and squeezing them back together and it felt actually really nice. Seemed like as if Malik had missed him as well and Altair panted once Malik let go of him, watching him with a smirk.

"So", he grinned, "you didn't come did you?"

Altair shook his head vigorously, licking his lips. "I didn't, sir," he promised.

"Good boy," Malik nodded then, supporting the back of his head. "I'm proud of you for holding up. I know it wasn't an easy matter for you." Malik hummed and run his thumb across Altair cheek then leaned in close and kissed his ear very softly. "You've really earned your reward", he muttered and closed his arms around Altair's waist, hugging him close and slowly breathing out. "I've missed you", he muttered, his voice unusual quiet and Altair felt like melting. He slumped against Malik's body and leaned his head on the man's shoulder, swallowing heavily.

He let go of him a second later when they were back downstairs, his fingers wrapping around Altair's as he took his hand. "I haven't parked too far away..."

A court chuckle escaped Altair's mouth. "I've been walking weird all day because of the plug," he admitted quietly, squeezing Malik's hand tightly. "It was a bit awkward at times," Altair's lips pursed as he looked up at Malik. "Are go going to go buy the ropes now?" ]

Malik actually laughed when he heard that, pulling out the keys of his pocket and opened his car once they reached it and took Altair's bag from him. "Are you that eager? My my - I think we really have to put some edge games on our trainings list", he grinned and leaned closer again to kiss Altair briefly on the lips. "You take the plug out once we get home and yes, we're going to buy the ropes now. You get to see my most favorite store", he told him gently.

Altair blinked, then opened the door to Malik's car when the man got inside. He reached for the buckle. "Favorite store? Is it another one as the one we've been to yesterday?"

Malik nodded and started the car. He eyed Altair from the corner of his eye and he looked like as if he was about to kiss Altair again - he really did miss him, didn't he? "Yeah it's a different one... it's for BDSM use only."

"Oh... I didn't know they had those," Altair squirmed in his seat for a bit, trying to find a comfortable position.

"The BDSM specialized ones are quite rare," Malik agreed, "I think you might like it, and since you have been such a good boy, I'll let you choose a lubricant for tonight. We're going to need quite a bit of that," he smirked, driving out of the parking space.

Altair felt excitement coiling in his lower stomach and he rubbed his palm against his jeans. "How are you always able to make me so excited?", he pondered and flashed Malik a small smile. "I- it seems like every time we meet you take me for one hell of a ride", and Malik chuckled at that.

"Yeah I think I am", he nodded. "You want to complain?"

Altair shook his head. "Hell no... I don't, I really don't. I love spending my time with you." He was quiet for a short while after that and glanced at Malik every now and then while they were driving through the city, then Altair couldn't hold it back any longer. "Why do we need so much lube?"

“We're going to use lots and lots of different toys. Plus, I am almost all out of lubricant," Malik smirked, glancing at Altair briefly.

"...and what about the porn?"

"That's going to be running while you're on the chair," Malik chimed, his eyes narrowing.

"Oh..." Altair bit down on his bottom lip and his cock made a small twitch. "Sounds like as if you plane to have your fun with me for quite a while."

"No - I plan for you and me to have fun for quite a while - you'll love it Altair, believe me", and Malik actually winked at him and took another turn. "The store is down the street", he hummed and maybe sounded a little excited himself.

"I think I can come if you just look at me by now", Altair muttered in a soft voice. "Today was really, really long. Rauf said I've walked funny and asked me if I was sore. Told him yes since I've got fucked hard all night long."

Malik laughed out loud. "You really told him that?", he grinned.

"Well yes - he's not the only one who can make somebody feel uncomfortable", Altair smiled.

Malik smirked. "Looks as if I am rubbing off on you," he noted, speeding down the street.

Altair moaned when Malik drover over a bump and they spent the rest of the ride in silence. Malik parked the car and turned to Altair once he turned off the engine. "Well - do you love or hate the plug by now Boy?", and just like that Altair slipped back into scene.

"Both sir. I'd rather have you fucking me sir", Altair said since he'd discovered how much Malik liked it when he was talking like that and to judge by Malik's grin, he liked it a lot.

"Well then get out and hope I can keep my hands to myself in the store. We're going to buy your beloved red little ropes", he smirked and reached for Altair's dick and squeezed him once and then got out of the car.

Altair groaned and rolled his head sideways. He took a deep breath in and pushed the door open, following Malik outside.

"My ropes?"

"Your ropes," Malik smirked, locking the car behind them.

“They're going to be mine only?”

Malik scratched Altair behind one ear. "They'll only be yours and I'm the only one to ever use them on you." He leaned close into Altair and kissed his cheek. "I like the idea a lot actually", Malik whispered and then beckoned at Altair to follow him into the store. He smiled as he kept watching Malik for a few more seconds - that man really was the end of his wasn't he? And Altair had to admit he was head over heels in love with him. There was no denying it anymore.

“Like this place?" Malik chuckled, cocking his head.

Altair nodded slowly, looking around him. "So many..."

"Yes. This is half the reason why I like this store best," Malik smirked, leading Altair on deeper into the corridor filled with wooden shelves stacked with various odds and ends that would guarantee Altair's inability to move and ejaculate on one hand, and drive him past his peak on the other.

"Do you want me to lead you around? They have more upstairs. It's where they have the furniture and clothes...." Malik took Altair's hand. "Whips, gags and fetish gear is downstairs. But I want to show you something", Malik said and sounded as excited as a boy in a candy store.

Altair nodded dumbly, biting his lip. "Malik, you're killing me," he gasped then. "This makes my brain go short circuit when I'm thinking about what you could do."

"Oh, you think mine isn't?" Malik smirked then. "Let's go."

Malik lead Altair into a small corner right next to long white ropes. "What do you think is this?", he whispered low and lead Altair's hand towards his crotch and let him feel his hard on. "When we get home I want to relax. I like to watch the news after work and you will kneel in front of me and suck me until I cum in your mouth and only then will you remove your plug", he told Altair breathless and actually moaned a bit when Altair had started to press his palm up against the bulge in his pants.

"Ngh yes sir", he gasped. Malik was killing him, was honestly killing him. He was so hard by now he could exploded just by the wrong word.

“Very good," Malik purred, his finger slipping over the shelves. "Red... Red... Red... Ah," he pointed at two packages, one a bright red and the other darker, reminding the color of wine.

"Choose, Boy."

"The darker one sir", Altair said and run his tongue over his lips to keep them wet, then looked back up Malik. "Will they be enough? I saw those you can cut to the lengths you need..."

"Yes", Malik nodded, "These are your first and they will work just fine", he grinned. "Now we need lube and I want you to show you the collars and leashes..."

"Collars and leashes? For next time?" Altair pondered. He swallowed, moving closer to Malik. He took a deep breath in as a wave of warmth washed him over. If Malik was to present him with one, he would accept him the same way Leonardo had accepted Ezio as his own.

"Seems like today is just as a big day as yesterday for you", he said and grabbed the ropes and led Altair along between the aisles. He took him downstairs, hand wrapped in Altair's with his thumb stroking over his wrists. He stopped in front of a display of collars.

"That one", Malik hummed and gestured towards a simple stainless steel collar, flat and very discrete looking with an o-ring in the middle to attach a leash. "It has a number look."

Altair's eyes were wide as they roamed over the object. The idea of wearing it send a small shiver through his body and not just because of the sexual thrill. Wearing it would be the ultimate sign to who he belonged, a symbol of the bond he shared with Malik. He was deeply touched by it, probably more than Malik would ever know he was.

"Thank you sir", he decided to use the title because at the moment it felt right to.

"You've earned it", Malik simply said. "And you've earned your reward today", he added with a small grin and at this, Altair's head rose. "Excited about it?"

"You have no idea, sir," Altair sighed, shrugging once. "Do I get to wear the collar tonight, too?"

"Yes," Malik hummed, watching said item with lidded eyes. "Alright", he told Altair, "before you get too excited let me get somebody to help us with that."

Altair nodded but he did lean in for a quick kiss. "Yes sir", he smirked and goosebumps rose over his skin.

"Wait here", Malik said and went to get somebody so Altair could try the collar.

Altair didn't feel nervous nor ashamed and he thought it was odd. Somebody was about to witness him wearing a collar, somebody who would know exactly what it stood for and what Altair's place was. Strangely enough it filled him with pride.

A young woman followed Malik downstairs, a bundle of keys dangling from her fingers. "Which one?" she asked, looking at the rows of collars.

"Altair, point Rosa the collar you want," Malik practically purred his name.

Altair's finger rose on command, pointing the silvery collar out for the woman to take out. She didn't even give him a strange look, was professional about it and opened the display and picked out the collar. "Mh the one with the number lock", she hummed, "a very fine choice. The combination for it comes with the box. You find it at the bottom-"

"I will see to it", Malik said quickly with a charming smile. "Altair here doesn't need to bother with it", and Rosa smiled at both men, a warm and gentle smile and Altair felt completely at ease for not getting strange looks from her. She handed Malik the collar. "The combination for this one on display is 1234."

He nodded and took it from her and a look was all Altair needed for him to turn around so Malik could close it behind his neck. It was very light, not heavy at all and the steel felt cool against his skin but warmed up quickly. "Is it too tight", Malik pondered and hooked a finger underneath it and pulled gently.

"I don't think so sir", Altair told him.

"Trust me on this one, Boy, you won't last long with it. Give me a 40," Malik unlocked the combination then, handing the collar to Rosa.

"You will wear it at all times, Altair, it will start bothering you in a while. The collar is a reward, not a punishment, you don't have to endure anything," Malik instructed, rubbing Altair's nape slowly and accepting the bigger oner from Rosa. "Is this one 1234 as well?" he pondered, his fingers holding both sides of the collar around Altair's neck. ]

"No it's not on display, let me see...", Rosa said. “Here.” She held the box up for Malik and he nodded while Rosa held enough experience to know to not touch a sub of somebody else without their content. "He's right though", she said then, "if you're about to wear it 24/7 you should make sure it sits comfortable. This one looks good, but I would not take a bigger one if I were you otherwise it doesn't look as good. If you can hook a finger or two underneath it it's perfect."

Altair nodded and let Malik put the collar back around his neck and felt the man pull against it once more. "If you want to see how it looks I have a mirror here", Rosa offered and Altair nodded again. He was at a loss of words right now as the feeling of the collar on his skin and the knowing he'd be wearing it all the time was overwhelming. When he looked in the mirror Rosa held up for him he swallowed thickly. It was quite perfect, the stainless steel and simple design beautiful. He could also hide it underneath his collar when he'd wear a button-shirt but with a simple t-shirt like he was wearing right now it showed and he didn't have a problem with it. Not at all.

"Does it feel good?", Malik asked and brushed over his neck. Altair simply nodded and swallowed heavily. "Yes sir."

"Good. We will take it. And now a little spoil for myself," Malik chuckled. "I'd like a leash for this. Clean metal, small links. Nothing chunky, please," he smiled at Rosa, rubbing Altair's arm soothingly.

Rosa nodded. "Very well, if you could follow me please? The collar and the link is rather small, I wouldn't suggest a big one for it so you made a good choice", she told Malik and waited for him to give her the collar back and Altair already missed the feeling of it, but his heart made a jump when Rosa handed Malik the box with the collar in the right size to him. It was a simple, plain wooden box. It looked rather expensive and he swallowed again. "Thank you for the gift sir", he murmured softly once they followed Rosa to a display of leashes and Malik simply smiled at him, his fingers brushing over Altair's.

"Now this one is really nice. It's simple, the links not too big and you have a leather handle right here."

Malik examined the leash, feeling the links between his fingers. "I'd rather something with black leather," he informed, handing it back. "And a bit bigger links, if possible.”

"Alright", Rosa nodded and picked out another one, Altair standing close behind Malik so Malik could reach back and let his fingers brush over his palm. Altair felt like in a dream. All he could think about was the collar and how it would feel if Malik were finally to put it around his neck and lock it.

Rosa handed another leash to Malik. "By the way, the collar can stay on when you shower or bath. No damage will happen", she looked at Altair and he simply nodded as Malik looked at the leash, his fingers running over the single links. "What do you say Boy, mh", Malik purred. "Would this one be fitting for you?"

Altair rose his hand to feel the links, nodding slowly. "I like it," he concluded eventually, smiling.

"I'll be paying with my card then," Malik chuckled, leaning over to kiss Altair's temple briefly.

"I will pack you your items," Rosa smiled then, accepting the box and leash from Malik. ]

He handed her his card first and she accepted it with two fingers, smiling up at him from underneath her lashes and looking at Altair briefly, sending him a long look and nodded. She turned around, leaving the two of them behind. "Your items will wait at the register for you", she made known, "Take your time to take a look around if you want to", she called over her back and vanished between the aisles.

Altair turned towards Malik, the man looking at him with a lop-sided smirk. "So?", Malik pondered, "You want to take a look around or do you want to come home with me little boy?", he purred.

Altair looked around them, licking his lips. "No – let's go home," he looked back at Malik then. He shifted his weight from one foot to another, only to straighten back up as the plug moved with him. He felt nervous and his palms were wet, his cock twitching and his heart skipping a beat. "Was that my reward? The collar?", Altair pondered as Malik walked up to the cashier and signed the receipt only to accept his card back a second later and picked up the simple, black paper bag. It looked better than the bag from the sex shop.

"Part of it, yes," Malik hummed, leading Altair outside to the car.

"You're being very generous today, sir," Altair noted, looking almost suspicious.

"I'm in high spirits," Malik smirked, unlocking his car and gesturing Altair to slip inside. He shifted a little on the seat and tried to find a position which didn't made him feel like as if he was about to come into his pants any second now. "This means a lot to me you know?", Altair murmured softly after a while, watching the lights go by as Malik drove through the streets.

"What, you think it doesn't for me?", Malik snorted. "Don't be that selfish Boy", he teased Altair and reached for his thigh, his fingers wrapping around and squeezing gently. It made him jump.

"That's not what I was saying sir", he huffed but Malik was still grinning.

"Well you can show some of your gratitude later tonight. I want to try something with you..."

Try something?" Altair's voice turned curious.

"Try something," Malik nodded, shifting into second gear.

"I'm not getting an answer, am I?" Altair sighed, ruffling his own hair.

"Not a chance," Malik chimed while taking a right. "How are your balls by the way?"

"Plum-colored, my guess," Altair said while rolling his eyes.

"Seems like a lovely color," Malik purred, reaching out to slap Altair's thigh warningly. "Told you to watch your tongue and not be a brat, didn't I?"

"Sorry sir", Altair smiled sheepishly, "Although that did feel good sir", he added with another grin and could see how the corner of Malik's lips twitched upwards. He was trying to keep down a smile or grin, Altair just knew it.

"Don't tempt me", Malik said after a moment and it sounded like he was trying hard to swallow a chuckle. "Because I can do the same to your thighs as I did to your ass yesterday. By the way, still sore and swollen?", he hummed and pinched the inside of Altair's thigh, making him groan.

"Red like a cherry sir", and Malik pinched him some more, causing Altair to yelp.

"Stop being a brat", he told him warningly, "or do you want me to regret the choice of buying you a collar?"

Altair instantly straightened up. "Of course not," he muttered.

"Then stop wise mouthing me," Malik warned him, pinching Altair's thigh once more and milking a moan from the man.

"Now answer me properly - are you still sore and swollen?"

"Yes sir - it still stings when I sit but it is bearable," Altair answered in a quiet tone.

Malik took a left turn and stopped at a red light. "Stop wise mouthing at me and I won't make it worse for you", he smirked then and winked at Altair while he rubbed over the sore spot on his thigh. "Did you like this?"

Altair had pressed his lips tightly together and was looking out of the window again when he slowly turned his head to watch Malik. "Yes I did", he told him honestly. He liked the feeling when the pain slowly faded, when Malik made all those small little touches to make it better. He liked the feeling of not having control over it.

"Mh", Malik hummed, withdrawing his hand and his fingers curled around the wheel.

"Good", he said after a while and Altair believed he just needed to hear his own voice as Malik swallowed heavily. He could tell the older man was thinking about the same thing Altair was and-

Malik had shown him this whole new side of himself, had opened a whole new world to Altair and he didn't want to go back. Hell no, he didn't want to go back. "I want you to lead me", Altair said eventually and he watched a couple walking down the street. "I want to be yours", he breathed and closed his eyes. "I need this", Altair made a small gesture between them and opened his eyes. "I need you."

"Don't get too emotional now", Malik said though his voice sounded thick and heavy. Of course Altair's words had an impact on him. Only an idiot wouldn't see the true meaning behind them.

"Seems like today is the perfect day for you to receive your collar", Malik told him after a short moment of silence. "I want you to wear it 24/7 Altair", and Malik repeated the words he'd told him in the store. "I want you to answer truthfully when people ask you about it.”

Altair released a shaky breath out and nodded. "Yes, sir. I'll wear it with pride," he promised, rolling his head back to rest against the seat and took deep, shaky breathes in.

He'd hold onto his pride before, scold himself for getting too emotional - being with Malik truly was liberating.

Altair smiled.

He belonged.

Malik's car sped up and he soon took the turn and drove into the parking lot in front of the building. Once he turned off the engine he reached for Altair's hand. It was a gentle gesture, his touch not demanding and with his thumb stroking over the back of Altair's palm. "I want to make this work, Altair", he whispered his name. Malik was not the best when it came to words - he was not the best when it came to express his emotions. Too often he'd been hurt, too often he'd made the wrong choice. But not this time, not with Altair. But right now, this was all he could offer even though he knew Altair deserved more.

Altair looked at their joined hands and then up at Malik. "Me too", he breathed eventually and released the air he'd been holding in all the time. "I- it maybe sounds silly but... does it really sound that strange when I say it feels safe being tied up? Is it really that weird when I say getting praised by you touches me just as a hug would do? I- I feel whole when being with you and sometimes, sometimes it's really hard to accept this about myself."

"Being with a man?", Malik pondered, his thumb never stopping stroking across Altair's hand.

"No, I mean- yeah, maybe. I've never been with a man before I met you but... submitting to somebody. Yeah sure there were one or two fantasies but who hasn't them? I just wouldn't have thought for it to feel so intense in reality."

Malik chuckled at that. "Sometimes when I think the way I used to be, it almost feels I've been living the perfect bachelor life, minus Kadar and bad beer..." he smirked, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to Altair's lips. "Let's continue this upstairs," Malik decided, leaning back and unbuckling himself. ]

Altair smirked a little. "Yes sir" and just like that he slipped out of this heavy, pulling-him-down-to-the-ground-state and felt light, even carefree just like that, because of a few words from Malik, because of a kiss, a little gesture. He unbuckled and stepped out of the car, waiting for Malik to lock it and get the bags.

The. Bags. Knowing what was inside didn't help Altair to get calm.

"From what you've told me your bachelor life sounds more like one hell of a sex party”, he told him once he walked next to Malik's side.

Malik snorted at that. "What an awful digression. Well, yes and no. I think you do know how my sex appetite is, but it's not as if I have been to mass orgies. I like to keep it as discreet as possible. I might let many know about my relationships and lifestyle, but there are very few who have actually witnessed it, beside my subs, that is," he made known, rolling his shoulders.

"Somehow, I think it suits you very much.”.

"You think?" Malik laughed at that. "Most would be surprised."

"Most don't know you well enough," Altair countered.

"Touche," Malik's shoulders rose and dropped quickly and a smile curled on his lips.

Altair leaned against the wall as they waited for the elevator. "Kadar's not home right?", he asked after a while, the elevator buzzing into life as it was coming down.

Malik shook his head, grinning. "No. I've told you so didn't I?"

Altair smiled, crossing his arms in front of his chest. "No, yeah you did I just... needed to make sure, I mean-"

"That was your way of asking how fast you get laid, wasn't it?"

"Well it was a really hard day..."

"We're having dinner first", Malik winked at him. "You're going to make yourself useful", Malik made known and went into the elevator, Altair following. "When you cook you don't have time to be horny."

"I've had a shit load of work and I still got the time to be horny today", Altair grumbled and pushed the button to Malik's floor.

"Pity", Malik cooed, still grinning and with the black paper bags dangling from one single finger.

"You don't have enough of that for me", Altair pouted and Malik shook his head.

"Nope. I know when to feel sorry for you and when you're just being spoiled," Malik smirked. "This is not something to go easy on you," he noted, stretching his whole body. "How was work today, by the way?"

Altair watched the numbers flash by before he turned his attention back on Malik, shifting his body weight. "Exhausting", he said. "Rauf's been a pain in the ass all day long-" Malik snorted at that "-I think he might have trouble with some girl... or man. Or maybe he's asexual. I honestly have no idea", he sighed and rubbed the back of his head. "I had to walk five blocks to get stupid coffee because apparently the one we have at our office isn't good enough, no, it has to be this Starbucks shit iced vanilla what-ever-the-hell-they-call-it latte." Altair was quite red in the face like he always was when he got reminded how much frustrating his job sometimes was. "Sometimes I feel like taking care of a bunch of kids instead of adults. And your stupid plug didn't help to walk those blocks", he pointed at Malik who just grinned.

"Stupid?" He arched one elegant eyebrow. "Yes? Stupid?"]

Altair froze on spot. "Oh... Damn. No, Malik I didn't mean it that way you know..." he gulped, pressing against the elevator's wall.

"Why did you say it, then?" Malik's tone was eerily calm.

"I.. uh...I was really frustrated. I got... You know... I don't... It was just a bad moment for me back then and it makes me frustrated when I recall it..."

"Is that why you can't think before you speak?" Malik pressed on, crossing his arms over his chest. "This will not go unnoticed."

The elevator's bell rang and they got out though Altair was watching Malik from the corner of his eye. "I didn't mean it like that-"

"Yes you did."

Altair honestly had no idea what freaked him out more. The way how calm Malik was or how much fun he seemed to have. Never the less, it was sort of terrifying - in an absolute insane manner of turning him on. A little. Maybe a bit more than just that.

He shook his head and followed Malik into his apartment. Maybe, if he knew what Malik had in store for him he wouldn't be so excited – or it would simply send him right over the edge then and there. But no matter what, Altair was quite sure this would be a night he'd hardly be able to forget.
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