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Sex Solves Everything	By : chubbycubby Category: +A through F > Assassin's Creed Views: 7185 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Assassin's Creed or any of the characters; that honor goes to Ubisoft. This story doesn't make me any money,

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Super disclaimer, go!: Kidavi and Doubleleaf are real people on deviantart who draw excellent AC fanart and are amazing artists in general. (kidavi.deviantart.com)(doubleleaf.deviantart.com) If they want me to remove them from this story, I will gladly, and apologize up and down. Spoiler alert, they're not involved with the sex part of the story. They are plot devices and ass kickers.
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Two days of off-road trails and veering into oncoming traffic (�Don�t turn here!�) and we had arrived at the compound. This was the building where Rebecca and I had grown up. Shaun had been here before and tried to feign disinterest, but he was still impressed.

In the middle of Maryland was a beautiful, old plantation home. In the basement, we simply had our retinas scanned and then a small hatch opened. There were larger entrances that didn�t involve crawling down a ladder in a small hole, but those required security clearances Desmond didn�t have yet.

The compound was expansive, covering thousands of acres, and sporting multiple floors. We were greeted by my favorite two informants.

�We�ve missed you, Shaun!� the first one said flirtatiously. Shaun�s smile broke through his apathetic fa�ade.

�So, who are they?� Desmond asked before the two got a chance to grope Shaun.

I started, �Their names are-�

She clapped her hand over my mouth, �Sh! The newb can�t know our real names. What fun is that?� Desmond gave her a quizzical look, �Allow me to introduce my Renaissance-obsessed friend, Kidavi.�

Kidavi shot her friend a dark look, �And allow me to introduce my amputee-obsessed loser-of-a-friend, Doubleleaf.�

�We are basically spies, and know more about Templars than the Templars knew about the Templars,� Doubleleaf explained, �We will give you all of your missions and check-up on you whilst in the field.�

Desmond nodded, paused, and asked, �Are you drunk?�

�It�s Wednesday!� Kidavi cackled, �Drunk on fine Italian men.�

Doubleleaf glared at her, �We will show this fine Arabic man and his friends to their rooms.�

�What the fuck is going on?� Desmond whispered to Shaun as we started walking.

�Eh, I wish it was more uncommon than it is, but they are referring to Leonardo da Vinci and Malik. They sort of have a� courtly love? for them. It�s weird�� Shaun explained, �They are Grand Master Assassins, though, so don�t tease them. Besides, I used to have a crush on Maria.�

�My grandmother?!� We reached two doors with our luggage set in front of them.

�These are your rooms,� Doubleleaf snickered, �Dudes take the closest, and the chicks take the farthest.�

�Finally!� Rebecca said with relief, �We get to have our own rooms!�

�No more staring at your tampons!� Shaun laughed. We picked up our things and walked in.

�Wow! There�s even two-� Rebecca stopped. On the other side of the room was Shaun and Desmond with their luggage.

�You gotta be kiddin� me,� Desmond sat down on the bed with his face in his hands.

�A curtain?� I sighed, �The gods just want us to be miserable.�

�Or having sex,� Shaun muttered, taking off his shoes, �Which, if there were gods, would be more probable.�

The sleeping arrangement wasn�t too bad, for the first few days. We were all so tired from being on the road and constantly being worried about attack that each night we all just slept. But soon, Rebecca and Shaun didn�t come home until three AM, if that, which was more than annoying for Desmond and I, who trained all day.

One night, Shaun came back, but not with Rebecca. He, being an ass, slammed the door shut.
�What the fuck is your fucking problem?� Desmond yelled. It was going to be a long night.

�Sorry, did mean to wake the baby up,� Shaun hissed. He was obviously shuffling through his belongings.

�What the fuck did you say you faggot whore?�

�I�m not the only one.�

Throwing something was Desmond�s response. They started to fight, and now I was royally pissed because I had less than an hour to wake up and go to training. Eventually I got sick of their banging around. I got up and snapped the curtain open. Shaun and Desmond stopped punching each other, and stared at me. I grabbed them both by their shirts, and rammed them against the wall.

�The only way you�re keeping me up at night is if you�re fucking me,� I growled, �Go to work, or go to bed, got it?� I let go of them and took a deep breath.

�Is the sex thing still on the table? Because I haven�t got laid in a while,� Desmond admitted rather flatly.

�Oh yes, but you should know I�m the kind of woman who likes to be called mistress,� I whispered. I wanted them both to myself.

�Kinky,� Desmond moved closer towards me, and moved to kiss my neck. I grabbed his neck, gently though, not squeezing hard.

�I want you to come all over that arrogant brat. Make sure you leave it in his hair,� I whispered soft enough that Shaun couldn�t hear. Desmond turned around and stared Shaun down; Shaun dropped to his knees.

Desmond undid his pants just enough to pull out his erection. He pulled Shaun around so that I could see him make Shaun suck it. Shaun knew better than to disobey my order, and took it all like a good boy.

�Shaun, jack off, but if you come�� he knew he would be punished.

Shaun obediently pulled out his cock and began running his fingers up and down the shaft. He slowly closed his fingers and began to masturbate.

�Hurry up, Desmond,� I hissed impatiently. Shaun took the last half-inch into his mouth and worked it even harder. Desmond gasped, pulled away, and roped it all over Shaun. Shaun�s glasses, face, and hair were covered. While Shaun ran his finger through his drenched hair, Desmond was looking me over.

�Don�t look at me like that, bitch,� I knew what Desmond was thinking, �And did I tell you to stop jacking it?� Shaun worked himself even harder.
Desmond defiantly licked his lips and stared at my nipple protruding through my shirt. He lunged forward and tried to grasp my arms, but I was too quick. I grabbed right arm and twisted it behind him, then pinned him down onto the bed.

�What was that, bitch?� I cruelly whispered in his ear. He struggled, but I was too strong for him.

�Screw you, you fucking cunt,� he growled. I twisted his arm even harder and he yelped.

�Mistress, shall we punish him?� Shaun asked innocently. I turned to face Shaun, Desmond still firmly pinned down.

�Indeed,� I whispered coolly. I was tired of Desmond struggling, so I smacked him hard. He whimpered a bit, so I let go of his arms. He did not try to struggle. I spanked him twice, and took off Desmond�s jeans and boxers so I could spank him harder. Shaun took off his own glasses and stripped Desmond down the rest of the way. I pushed Desmond onto the bed and stretched him out so he was lying face up.

�You wear too many layers, Shaun�� I glared at Shaun who quickly tore off his cardigan and dress shirt. I teased the tip of Desmond�s length with feather-light touches. Desmond�s cock was so filled with cum, it was starting to turn purple.

�Much better. Now, Mr. Miles, shall we go about your� punishment?� I cooed. I pushed Desmond�s cock into me, and began tempting him with slight, playful thrusts. I was straddling Desmond�s waist, slightly leaning back so I could grasp his thighs. I motioned for Shaun let Desmond suck him. Shaun knelt and forced his cock into Desmond�s mouth.

I pushed coyly, knowing the torment Desmond was in. I kept myself from coming despite how desperate I was to just let Desmond have it. I pushed and bounced on it, almost pulling out if I felt Desmond was going to come.

Shaun played no games. He made Desmond deep-throat every inch of him. Shaun moaned and hissed, and after only a few minutes, let Desmond swallow all of his cum.

�This time, you should leave it on his face.� Shaun nodded eagerly, now driving his cock in and out of Desmond even more quickly. He pulled out until the head was at Desmond�s lips. Desmond had to reach with his tongue, since Shaun had pinned Desmond�s arms with his legs. Shaun reached for his cock and began stroking it slowly.

I was so close. I moved slower and made my thrusts harder. Desmond moaned in agony. He was so close to coming, but I wouldn�t let him. Shaun began to lace Desmond�s face with his semen. My legs locked, and I felt my whole body tense. I stopped grinding my hips and enjoyed my orgasm. I tightened on Desmond�s erection, and Desmond screamed in pain, not being able to come. The only made me orgasm harder, my moans covering Shaun�s panting.

I quickly got off of Desmond. Shaun was already getting dressed.
�Fuck you both!� Desmond screamed, �I have the worst fucking case of blue balls ever!�
�That�s what you get,� Shaun sneered. I smacked Shaun; he looked at me pitifully. He picked up his glasses and ran out the door.
Desmond sat up, grabbing his crotch. I looked at him and simply said, �Shaun is much better than you.�
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