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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Quality Time
I do not own Assassin’s Creed.Two pairs of eyes watched the same figure as the person jumped from roof top to rooftop. Golden eyes turned to meet dark brown eyes. “He’s ready.”
“He’s more than ready.” Ezio stated. “Do you remember when Leonardo called me and I had to leave you?” He asked as both men turned back to watch Desmond as he pranced over the rooftops. “Yes I remember.” Altair replied in a moody tone, that was when Ezio had left him tied to the bed at their youngest lover’s mercy. Ezio glanced at him and chuckled as he too remembered the predicament he had left his oldest lover in. “You never answered my question. Why did you leave?” “Well, since we were training Desmond I decided to enquire about making him an assassin by bringing him into our order. The day I left you with Desmond, I received word that as long as he proved himself then they will make him an official assassin.” Ezio stated. “What do you mean…?” Altair asked raising his left hand which was lacking his ring finger. Ezio shook his head and held up his left finger, the base of his ring finger was branded but the finger was still usable. “We brand the finger, by marking it permanently we become ‘married to the assassin guild.’” Ezio explained. “The same will be with Desmond, he will become a true assassin in his own right, instead of being in our shadows. We may like protecting him but to him it can be oppressing, by having his skills publicly known he will be much happier and more confident.” “He already is.” Altair stated with pride remembering how Desmond could be very dominating and controlling when he wanted to be. “Should we follow him?” Ezio asked when they watched Desmond take out a roof guard. “No.” Altair replied. “Let him go, I doubt he will wonder far. Besides as long as he doesn’t come across a Templar, he will have no problems.” He informed Ezio. “Besides he is having too much fun and if we keep following, he would feel ‘oppressed’ by us.” “Then it seems we have some time alone.” Ezio whispered close to Altair’s ear. Altair blushed realising that he had let down his guard around a very horny Italian. Strong arms wrapped around his waist as a large, heavy body pressed up against his back. “How about we use the time we have…wisely?” Ezio whispered into his ear, Altair couldn’t help the shiver than ran up and down his spine as lips skimmed the skin of his ear. “Ezio.” Altair whispered in reply. Ezio hummed as he pushed Altair into a roof top hut. Altair grunted as he was pushed onto the soft hay with Ezio pressing against his back, pinning him forcing him to remain in the vulnerable position. “Ezio.” Altair whispered again but this time in warning. “Relax.” Ezio replied in amusement. “After all you don’t want to draw any attention.” He warned. “Unless you like being watched.” He added after a moment’s thought. Altair blushed as skilled experienced hands began disarming him and peeling his clothes off. “You’re way to tense.” Ezio murmured as Altair’s well-toned chest was revealed to teasing hands. Those hands paused, resting against his chest. “Trust me.” Ezio requested quietly, clearly concerned at Altair’s discomfort. “I trust you.” Altair replied softly, forcing himself to relax. He now knew what Desmond felt every time they took him somewhere public. The awareness that they could be found at any time, that he could found with Ezio inside him was nerve wracking. Ezio’s lips quirked against his skin and Altair allowed a small smile as those talented hands skimmed his skin. “That’s right. Trust me.” Ezio murmured against his skin as those fingers found his nipples and tormented them. “Ezio.” Altair replied his breath hitching. Ezio hummed knowingly, neither wanted foreplay. They saved that for their beloved Desmond. No, both men wanted it hard and fast, just like how they lived before they had found Desmond, or rather Desmond had found them. Those long, callused digits slipped down Altair’s toned stomach and gripped the top of his trousers and tore them off. Altair would have complained about the treatment of his clothes but his younger lover quickly made a grab for Altair’s weakest spot. “E…Ezio!” Altair squeaked, yes he actually squeaked as Ezio gripped him, hard and firm. A few strong tugs and Altair was shuddering in the Italian’s grasp unable to keep two thoughts together. “That’s it.” Ezio teased. It took a few moments for Altair to focus beyond the hand around him but when he did finally gather himself he heard the sound of sucking and slurping, he turned and watched with a blush as Ezio lathered his fingers. Those fingers quickly relocated to somewhere a little more embarrassing and Altair gasped as he felt them slip inside him. Ezio did not wait for him to adjust, one by one those fingers slipped inside of him and with quick, skilled movements they were soon pressing onto his prostrate. “Do you like this?” Ezio asked as Altair shivered and wiggled trying to make the pleasure last. He couldn’t speak, could only feel as those digits tortured him to insanity. “I bet you do.” Ezio continued, Altair glared and snarled but before he could retort those fingers pressed harshly onto his prostrate and he was reduced to moans and whimpers. “Where?” Altair murmured as those clever digits vanished. He turned back and glanced back watching as Ezio pressed his now exposed erection to his bottom. He knew then that this would be painful with nothing to use to lube up that impressive organ. Ezio knew this too because he did not immediately take Altair’s body. Instead he pressed tightly to Altair’s back, his lips teasing Altair’s neck. Altair relaxed in Ezio’s comfortingly strong grip, trusting the younger man to take good care of him. Ezio’s arms squeezed him gratefully and protectively at the sign of submissive trust and slowly he pushed into Altair’s welcoming depths. Ezio gasped as Altair whimpered, knowing it would be more painful to go in slow Ezio pushed in not waiting for Altair to adjust. Only once he was all in did the playboy stop to let the Arab adjust for which Altair was grateful, his seven fingers and two thumbs gripped at the muscular arms around his arms and took several deep breaths willingly the burning pain to fade. Ezio helped by staying still, his lips gently caressed the back of Altair’s neck and his arms held Altair still. Finally the pain was fading, it wasn’t gone but Altair could bare it, he tried to shift but those arms around him was like slid steel. Fortunately Ezio got the message and he finally began to pull out only to push in harshly. Whatever gentleness they had shared was gone now, Ezio took Altair hard and fast. Altair shuddered and wiggled against the arm around his waist trying to respond to the demanding thrusts but that arm made moving difficult. “Ezio.” Altair whined gripping the arm around him hard, trying to make it move. Normally he was equally matched with the Italian but now he could not even move the man’s arm, it was if all the strength was zapped from him and turned into mind-numbing pleasure. “Ezio!” “Yes?” Ezio asked, his breath coming in hard pants. “What is it you want my love?” He asked. Altair cried out at the brutal thrusts, he could feel the tip of the man’s erection hitting his prostrate hard, forcing agonising pleasure through him. He knew, they knew they would not last long, they were too horny, too desperate. Altair could feel the pleasure rising, could tell that one more thrust and he will fall over the edge. As if sensing this Ezio’s hand moved downwards and suddenly fingers gripped the base of his erection preventing him from releasing. “Now, now. Wait for me.” Ezio teased. “Ezio.” Altair whined. Ezio panted and Altair could feel the Italian’s hold body twitching. Soon, soon the Italian would fall over the edge and claim Altair’s body, Altair whined and thrust him hips trying to dislodge the Italian’s fingers. Those restricting fingers turned into strong caresses as the hand stroked him trying to bring him over the edge. “Ezio!” Altair cried out as white filled his vision, awareness vanished and all Altair could think of was the mind-numbing pleasure he was being blessed with. When he finally emerged from the pleasure he could feel Ezio rested against his back panting, his body felt warm and used and he could feel Ezio still inside him. “Ezio.” He murmured. “Hush.” Ezio replied. “Just enjoy the moment.” He told Altair. Altair smiled and rested against the hay with Ezio’s comforting weight against him. Ezio snuggled against his back, hugging Altair as tightly to him as he could and Altair let him silently enjoying the aftermath of their joining. Altair closed his eyes and allowed himself to dose off. Ezio’s breath gently caressed his skin and Altair smiled again. “Well isn’t this relaxing.” A familiar voice teased. Both men looked up and met the amused gaze of their youngest lover. “I leave you alone for a short while and this is what you get up to. I just can’t leave you alone can I?” Desmond continued amused. Altair chuckled and Ezio grinned. They both looked at each other and an unspoken agreement passed between them. Desmond was next.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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