The Problem With The Animus | By : A.K.O.Shifting-Shadow Category: +A through F > Assassin's Creed Views: 7514 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Hunt
I do not own Assassin’s Creed. Warning! SEX! As you should all be aware. Enjoy!Altair smirked as he watched his target move. Desmond was hidden on a balcony watching as Ezio ran above him on the roof top. The Italian paused at the edge of the roof frowning when he realised he had lost track of his youngest lover. The man then smiled in approval and disappeared down the edge of the building. Altair mentally chuckled as he watched Desmond poke his head cautiously over the edge watching as their Italian lover disappeared into the crowd. The younger man climbed back onto the roof unaware of his stalker.
Altair allowed Desmond to think that he was alone and safe, the young man was still inexperienced but knew enough to keep changing his directions and speed to lose any phantom stalker. Unfortunately for Desmond, Altair was better and was often above the boy watching as he twisted and turned around the roof tops. Slowly Desmond began to feel more comfortable and relaxed. He strolled across the roof of a church; Altair followed him closely before lunging. The boy gasped as Altair’s bigger, stronger body sent him flying into the hay stack behind him. The older assassin quickly immobilised the boys hands by forcing them above the boy’s head and holding them there in one hand. Dark brown eyes met amused Amber as the assassin’s scarred lip quirked into a smirk. Desmond blushed and tugged at his hands but they did not budge from Altair’s grip. “Mine.” Altair stated. “No, mine.” Came a familiar, welcome voice. Altair glanced over his shoulder and smirked at the Italian. “Did you two really believe I would give up that easily?” Ezio asked with a grin as he leant over Altair’s back and met Desmond’s eyes. Altair chuckled whilst Desmond blushed, squirming slightly beneath his two older lovers. “What are you doing?” Altair paused, his whole body freezing; he could feel his two descendants doing the same as all three cocked their heads to the new voice. A surprisingly familiar voice. A voice that Altair believed he would never hear again. The dark haired stranger stared down at them with dark, amused eyes. Altair took in his black and white cloak and the familiar dressed assassin’s behind the newcomer and then glanced at their environment. “Masyaf.” He muttered, before glancing at the newcomer. “Malik.” He greeted. Malik looked suspicious and confused for a moment and then he seemed to realise who was before him. “Altair! You’ve returned and bought, friends.” He stated, smirking as he used the word ‘friends’. Desmond blushed whilst Ezio chuckled. “Yes.” Altair answered simply. He released his younger lover and removed himself from Ezio’s embrace. “Malik, I would like to introduce you to Desmond and Ezio, my two ‘friends’.” Ezio chuckled again at the amused tone Altair had adopted. Desmond stood back blushing as he rubbed hay off his clothes. “They are strangely dressed. Perhaps you should explain to me where they’ve come from.” “Perhaps.” Altair responded non-committedly. “But I believe for now it would be best if we all settled. It will be a long night.” He stated as he stared at their youngest lover who squirmed under his oldest lovers gaze. “Of course.” Malik stated with a chuckle. “Come, your old quarters have not been touched and I’m sure all three of you would be comfortable in that room.” “Indeed.” Altair replied as he led his lovers up the hill and into Masyaf castle. The assassin’s greeted Altair as they walked by, some with great respect and love, but others clearly disliked the man. Altair cared little; he simply pushed Desmond between Ezio and himself to protect him from the most dangerous assassin’s. The moment they had reached Altair’s old room the older assassin dismissed his comrades who smirked, whistled and raised eyebrows at the dismissal before disappearing. Desmond blushed as two pairs of dark eyes latched onto him. “Wait, shouldn’t we get used to this new place first?” He asked, focusing on his Italian lover. “I know all we need to know.” Altair stated his voice surprisingly close to Desmond’s ear. Desmond glanced at his older lover and then the spot by the door. The Assassin had silently and quickly reached him without him even knowing it. “I’ve had you on Ezio’s bed and now I want you both on my bed.” He ordered. Ezio moved just as silently and Desmond soon found himself on his Italian lovers lap on top of Altair’s bed. He blushed glancing back at his Italian lover who smirked down at him. The material beneath them lowered as a third weight was added. Altair crawled up until he was between Desmond’s legs, his hands on Desmond’s knees, keeping them parted. Their youngest lover blinked glancing up at the oldest with an adorable blush. “Now.” Altair stated. “I believe I won the rights to take Desmond.” “Hey!” Desmond cried out trying to scowl but his deep blush destroyed his attempt. “Neither of you noticed me, so I claim both of you.” Ezio replied, his hand sliding down to rub at their youngest erection hidden behind the material of his trousers. Desmond moaned and squirmed trying to stop the older man but only succeeding in rubbing himself more firmly against the callused hand. “How about we both have him.” Altair suggested as he watched the show their youngest was unintentionally putting on. Both men felt their erections grow impossibly hard as the young man moaned and squirmed helplessly against his powerful lovers. “The both of us?” Ezio asked with a smirk. Altair nodded grinning as they stared down at their lover who was unaware of their new plans. The boy stood no chance as they skilfully removed every stitch of clothing leaving him naked between his fully dressed lovers. He blushed, trying to shy away as their eyes focused on his erection but his lovers easily stopped his weak attempt with firm hands. “Beautiful.” Ezio finally stated breaking the silence. Altair ducked down and Desmond cried out as the older assassin’s warm, wet heat engulfed him. Ezio pinched and tweaked his nipples as he sucked on Desmond’s neck. Desmond threw one of his arms back gripping his Italian lover’s hair, his other hand moved to Altair where it stroked and tugged at Altair’s hood. Desmond gasped a wet, warm finger slipped inside him. He squirmed in a little discomfort, but Altair’s mouth easily distracted him. A second finger slipped in and after a few torturous moments a third was also slid in. The two older men chuckled as their younger lover whined when the fingers were removed. Altair released Desmond’s erection with a loud pop; his hands slid onto Desmond’s hips and pulled the younger man onto his thighs. Desmond listened to fabric rustling behind him, he glanced warily at his oldest lover as the man lifted him up wondering what he was about to do. He gasped as he felt his Italian lovers erection beneath him, strong hands slowly guided him down onto the hard pole of meat. “Altair! Ezio!” Desmond cried out blushing heavily as Ezio groaned and Altair smirked. Instead of moving Ezio stilled and waited, Desmond glanced questioningly at the older man who smirked. Desmond’s brow crinkled in confusion wondering what they were up to. He got his answer when a finger teased his opening and slipped in beside Ezio’s erection. Desmond gasped staring at the Arabian in shock. The Arab took it slow gently teasing Desmond open. Desmond squirmed impatiently, wanting to reach release. His two lovers chuckled in amusement but moved to oblige. The fingers were withdrawn; Ezio pulled Desmond’s legs up exposing the American to the Arab’s stare. Desmond blushed as he watched Altair exposed his erection and oiled it thoroughly. “You can’t…” Desmond muttered realisation dawning on him. “You can.” Ezio replied gently. Desmond blushed at the adoring gaze of his Italian lover as the man’s strong fingers gently caressed the undersides of his thighs. Altair moved slowly, watching Desmond’s reactions and pausing when the American showed any signs of pain or discomfort. Finally the boy had taken both of their erections and was blushing beautifully as he realised it. Wide eyes glanced up to meet warm hazel eyes of the Arab who smiled softly down at him, waiting. The boy nodded earning pleased groans from the two older men. Altair moved first drawing out until only the tip remained. As Ezio began pulling out Altair pushed in. They began slowly allowing Desmond to adjust but when the boy cried out, withering from a strike to his prostrate, caution was thrown into the wind and soon both men were slamming desperately into their younger lover. The two men quickly realised they would not last long, not when Desmond was blushing so beautifully or crying out so wonderfully. His body tightened around them and it took all their training not to cum right there and then. Ezio had the sense of mind to lower his hand to their youngest forgotten erection. Desmond cried out loudly as Ezio’s warm hand gripped him and within minutes the boy was cumming. Altair sucked in a breath, his head bowing into Desmond’s neck. Ezio groaned and soon both of them were cumming filling their youngest with their seed. A knock made all three flinch, Altair covered Desmond’s boy with his own pulling a sheet half way up his back. Their visitor didn’t wait long and in walked Malik and a woman that both Altair and Desmond recognised as Maria. The two figures stopped taking in the scene as Desmond hid himself as much as he could into his Arabian lover’s arms. Ezio glared as the woman snarled angrily. “How dare you…” She screamed at Ezio but her eyes were burning into their hidden lover. Ezio and Altair both snarled their eyes burning with rage. Maria wasn’t stupid, she realised she would not win. “This isn’t over.” She snarled before evacuating the room leaving two angry assassins. “I apologise, I could not stop her.” Malik stated. “It is not your fault, friend.” Altair replied a lot calmer than he really was. His hands gently stroked Desmond’s back, sharing the same thought as Ezio. Maria was going to be trouble. “I’ll leave you be.” Malik stated, he left quickly not giving the two assassin’s time to answer. The two men smiled at the Arabian man before turning to their youngest lover who was still blushing heavily between them, speared on their flesh. Dark brown eyes stared innocently up at Altair, the American was clearly embarrassed at having been found in a compromising position. Fortunately Desmond seemed oblivious about Maria and her anger towards him in particular. Later when Desmond was asleep between them the two men vowed never to let the younger man out of their sight.A/N:- I know I refer to Desmond as a ‘boy’ a lot but in all honesty he probably is to the assassin’s, he’s young and inexperienced so for now he’s a boy and will probably always be their boy. XD.
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