asscreedkinkmeme ([personal profile] asscreedkinkmeme) wrote2012-01-04 10:19 am
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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed [Fills]

We're about to reach the posting limit on pt.1&2, this is for those who wish to continue/write on prompts on both these parts.

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Blind Date [2/?]

(Anonymous) 2011-05-30 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
“No way...” Becca seemed to be out of her shock, and pretty interested in the idea of Lucy's brother and Desmond. This woman...

“They never dated, Becca.”

“Shit.” She sounded pretty disappointed at that. Seriously? She went from wanting to date Desmond, to fantasizing about him and Lucy's brother? She did NOT need that mental image in her head.“So I can't get with Desmond, and you ruin my fantasy of him with your brother, who's hot by the way-”

“And married.”

“-but damn! And here I was hoping to convince Desmond that we are soul mates, and how we were meant to be...”


After having dinner together, Becca had managed to convince Lucy to stick around a little longer, and ended up going to a bar. Despite the disappointment of Desmond being gay, Lucy knew that Becca would not be satisfied until she knew everything Lucy knew about Desmond.

“So what type of guys does Desmond like?”

Sipping on her beer, Lucy debated whether or not she should tell Becca anything, it really was none of her business, but she had never been good at fighting her sad puppy look. Shit, sorry Desmond.

“Um, I guess he... hm, I don't think he has a type when it comes to physical stuff. He's kinda loose-”

“Dammit, why is he gay!?” Becca interrupted, banging her head on the table. “I'm loose, he's loose, we could have had soooo much fun-”

“Becca, please.” Lucy ducked her head, blushing as she noticed that Becca's outburst had caught the attention of the people around them, she whispered harshly. “Not so loud.” When the only response she got was mumbling, her tone became angry. “I can't understand you when you mumble.”

With a sniff, Becca lifted her head and looked up. Her face was flushed due to all the beer she had drank already. Lucy should have stopped her. Now here they were with Becca declaring to the entire bar that she was loose, and now there were some creepers looking at Becca with interest. This was the reason why she never partied with Becca... this always happened.

“I said,” Becca finally continued, “What turns him on?”

Lucy sighed at the question. She should have known Becca would ask these questions... especially now that she had some alcohol in her system.

“Seriously, Becca?”

“Come on!” Lucy's eye roll did nothing to ruin Becca's curiosity to find out more about Desmond. “I can't get with the guy, at least give me material to dream with!”

“Too much information.” she groaned at the other woman's begging stare. Again, sorry Desmond... “I guess he... likes, um... accents? There was this guy from England in his digital printing class, all he ever did was talk about him, and how sexy his accent was. And one time, when we were drinking, he kept saying how he was going to blow him during class, that sort of stuff.”

Becca grinned, and sat back on the chair. Taking a big gulp of her beer, she pointed a finger at Lucy before continuing.

“See? That wasn't so hard. Hm, British accents? Not my thing.”

“You don't like British accents? Really?” Lucy was honestly shocked. She figured a guy crazy girl like Becca would have all the bases covered. “I would think that...”

“Listen, after living with Shaun for almost 3 years, I can honestly say that the accent gets old, and in the way of an actual personality. Just hearing the accent come up, I think of Shaun and his bitch ass attitude...”

“He's good looking.”

“Yes well, even if I wanted to tap that, which I really don't, thank you very much, he cares nothing for the female gender, if you know what I mean... although, it was pretty hot that first year we lived together. He would bring in his boyfriend to the house and, well, you know... damn it was hot, I wish.... Lucy?”

Becca paused when she caught Lucy's expression. She looked a little shocked, but her eyes looked full of mischief, something Becca missed about their college days together. The blond woman suddenly grinned at her.

“Shaun's... gay? Really? Becca!” Lucy was pretty scary when she was excited.


“Don't you see? We have this guy who goes nuts over British men, and this British guy who needs to have sex before he kills you...” Lucy's grin widen. “See where I'm going with this?”

Blind Date [3/?]

(Anonymous) 2011-05-30 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
Becca's confused face slowly morphed into a smirk when she finally understood, and leaned on the table, now only a few inches away from Lucy's face. She chuckled.

“I see...well, if it gets Shaun to stop being such a little whiny bitch, if only for a day or two...”

“Well then.” Lucy raised her beer up. “Let's play matchmaker.”



“But Shaun!”

“No, Becca.”

She growled in frustration, watching Shaun type away at his laptop. The man had been working on some history project when she finally made it home (at 3 am), and wasted no time in setting the plan in motion. She hard forgotten that Shaun was a stubborn asshole.

“Shaun, this guy is so fucking hot. Usually this level of hotness would be way out of your league, but he likes accents! Your accent! Just play that card and you might get yourself some hot piece of ass!”

The man sighed and glared at her, then continued to ignore her as he worked on his paper. He really needed to get this done. Becca growled and snapped shut his laptop, and before he could yell at her or anything, she snatched it away from him, holding it to her chest.

“Shaun, you fucking need sex in your life! The sexual frustration is affection not only you, but me and every one else around you! If you actually care about your friends, you would work on getting some!”

“And what, pray tell Becca, makes you think I'm sexually frustrated?”

“Your piss off attitude!” Becca made a jump backwards when Shaun seemed to make a move to try and take his laptop back. It failed. “Shaun, come on, you need to get laid! I'm trying to help you, man. Don't lie and tell me you aren't frustrated, you're not exactly quiet when you jerk off-”

“Becca!” Shaun yelled, blushing. Heh, Shaun blushing? Well that was new.

“Heh, come on, don't be embarrassed Hastings, it's okay-”

“Bloody hell woman...” He groaned and sat back on the couch. At least it looked like he was going to give Becca a chance to talk to him. Good, that was good. Maybe he would change his mind.

“Just go on this date. What's the worst it could happen? You fuck it up, there's no sex, and you never see him again.”

They stared at each other for a few seconds before Shaun sighed and stood up. Becca had to fight down the grin. She had won.

“If I say yes, will you give me my laptop back? I really need to finish that paper.”

She grinned as she shoved back the laptop towards Shaun, who caught it with a grunt. Besides getting Shaun a date, she was also very excited about beating Shaun for once. It was very satisfying.

“Hmmm, 'ello?”

“Did I wake you up?”

“...Lucy? Oh yeah you did... what time is it?”

“Noon. What time did you go to bed?”

“Hmmm, when I got back from work so, you know, really late.”

Lucy rolled her eyes.

“Hooking up with boys again?”

She could almost see Desmond smile.

“Not this time. So, I'm sure you didn't call me to know about my conquests for the night, so spill.”

“What would you say to a blind date?”

“Blind date? Wait, like, setting me up?”

“Who else? Come on, you'll like him.” When Desmond didn't say anything, Lucy quickly added, “He's British.”

That got a response.

“ he cute?”

“Cute, Desmond? I would never call Shaun that, he would kill me. But he's good looking, if that's what you mean.”

Desmond chuckled.

“British you say? Lucy,” he paused to laugh. “You know me long enough to know my answer. Well, if you say he's hot than how I can say no? But seriously, he better not be a creeper.”

Somehow, she was able to hold in the squeal of happiness.

Blind Date [4/?]

(Anonymous) 2011-05-30 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
Shaun was nervous. Becca had spent the week talking about this Desmond guy, saying how sexy he was and how it was so unfair that the guy was gay, all this other bullshit he did not care about. But after hearing about the man the entire week, Shaun was becoming worried about he would measure up to Desmond. While Shaun wasn't a bad looking guy, he felt like he was being set up with someone way out of his league. Fuck, even Becca had said that! And despite his 'I don't care attitude', Shaun did care. Shit, maybe Becca was overrating over this guy's looks. She did that a lot.

Groaning, he crossed his arms and looked at his watch. Desmond was 10 minutes late. Maybe he wouldn't show up. Shit, he got stood up! Of course he did, why would the model worthy guy want to go on a date with a history major-

“Are you Shaun?”

Somehow he managed to not jump in surprise and keep cool as he turned around.

“I am.”And then he had to fight down the blush that he could feel rising. Oh man. “Are you Desmond?” Fuck.

“Yeah,” Desmond smiled at him, and fuck it was a nice smile... “Nice to meet you.”


To say that Desmond was gorgeous was an understatement. How Shaun was managing to act so cool and calm, he didn't know, but he was and Desmond seemed oblivious to the other man's inner turmoil. Walking next to him, made Shaun feel a little better, and that was due to the fact that was taller then Desmond, not by much, but that small detail made him feel a little better, as stupid as it sounded. Of course, that was the only thing to feel good about, Desmond looked like he worked out on a daily basis, while the most exercise Shaun got was walking around his college campus. Desmond was tanned and ethnic, and that made him exotic. And Shaun? Well he was pale and.. British?

“So Lucy's friends with your room mate?”

He needed to stop leering at Desmond, but it was hard not to stare at those full, pouty lips, and that scar, fuck scars should not be sexy-

“Yeah, but I also had a class with Lucy, 'History of the Middle East' I believe.”

Desmond nodded as they walked into the restaurant. Shaun hadn't been on a date for so long, he wasn't sure what type of restaurant would be a good choice for a first date, and in the end, he caved in and asked Becca for help. He was surprised to find that she didn't make fun of him or anything of the sort, but instead was quite helpful. So he picked a nice place that wasn't too fancy, but was definitely better than a regular restaurant. Desmond didn't seem to mind once they arrived, in fact, he looked pretty excited, so Shaun took that as a sign that this was okay.

“Are you done with school?” Desmond asked after the waiter had left.

“Working on my masters now. You?”

Re: Blind Date [5/?]

(Anonymous) 2011-05-30 07:40 am (UTC)(link)
“Well,” Desmond leaned on his arms resting on the table, head tilting down to look at the menu on the table, shit he looked so cute like that- “I'm a little behind. I ran away from home when I was... sixteen? So I had to fend for myself and that just made everything hard. I got my GED , and started going to community college, to figure out what to do, right? Well, I took a photography class for fun, and ended up really liking it, so... I'm working on doing that now.”

“Photographer, huh? You don't seem like an art student at all... you look like a jock or a frat boy.” The moment he said it, Shaun wished he could take it back. He was trying to woo Desmond, not insult him-

Desmond laughed at the comment, and shook his head. Instead of acknowledging what Shaun had said, Desmond continued with his story.

“I guess you could say that. I dunno, after I ran away, I started to hang out with really bad people. I mean, my home life was shit too, and I don't regret running away, but still. Lost track of what was really important for a while...” he paused looking away. “What I wanted was a physical reminder of what I had, so I started to take pictures and put them up around my apartment. I want to remember where I can from, what made me into the person I am today, right? It's my own history, and while it isn't important to anyone else, it's important to me.” Desmond paused, as if he realized that he was speaking with Shaun. He seemed embarrassed. “Sorry for ranting, I know, it's a little weird-”

“No, not at all.” Shaun could feel his smirk becoming a smile. “I actually understand exactly how you feel.”


The last time Desmond went on an actual date with someone he saw as a potential boyfriend, hell, that had to be about a year ago, and that relationship went to shit fast. But here he was on a date in a nice place, with a great, smart guy who, while he made some back handed comments to some of the things Desmond said, found him to be charming in his own way. Besides, Desmond didn't want a push over, he wanted someone who didn't take anyone's crap, and did include his own.

Also, he was British. God, he could listen to Shaun talk all day... and he wore glasses. Lucy didn't now about his thing for guys with glasses, and fuck, she had no idea what she had done. Throughout dinner, Desmond had decided that he liked Shaun, and he would love to go out with him again, maybe try to pursue a relationship later on... but, he couldn't deny the fact that Shaun was hot, and Desmond was not know for holding back.

“-so I ended up dropping the class. The bloody bastard... worst professor ever.” Shaun sighed and leaned back n the chair. “Bastard didn't know how to teach anyway.”

Desmond grinned and laughed.

“I know the feeling, man. My design teacher was a bitch.”

“Crazy college professors thinking they're better than us, because of a piece of paper....” The smirk/smile he gave was enough to make him light headed.

He really liked Shaun.


After the restaurant, they went out for a walk. Both agreed that nothing good was playing at the movie theater, and neither were much into clubbing and dancing. They decided that the night was nice and cool, and a walk around the park sounded pretty good.

Both men were surprised on how much in common they actually had, despite their different personalities. Desmond was more of a laid back person who wanted to relax, Shaun worked hard and was serious about everything he did. But despite that, they had quite a bit in common, more than their belief that history was important, or their dislike for college professors... and they got along.

Shaun would be lying if he said he had not been expecting to have sex tonight, but now he didn't want that, at least not tonight anyway. If he was planning on taking Desmond out on another date, sleeping with him on their first date wouldn't be sending a good signal at all.

After walking around the park twice, they sat down on a bench. Desmond sat right next to Shaun and leaned on him a little, grabbing his hand and intertwined their fingers together. Shaun turned his head towards Desmond and rested his head on top of the other man's head, and took a deep breath. Desmond smelled nice.

Blind Date [6/?]

(Anonymous) 2011-05-30 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
“It's late.”


“Shaun?” He felt Desmond turn his head up to try to look at him. “Hey, um...”

“Spit it out.”

The other man laughed and cuddled up closer towards Shaun.

“Do you... want to go to my place? I mean, just to talk or something.”

Shaun could feel his heart pounding in his chest so hard, Desmond had to feel it, but he could feel Desmond shaking. It was a little reassuring to know both of them were nervous.



Desmond's apartment was small but nice, it showed that he cared about cleaning. That was another point for Desmond. There was a rather big TV in the middle of the room, and a couch that while it did not look nice, it looked comfy. The was a small hallway leading away from the kitchen, which was connected to the living room, Shaun figured that's where Desmond's room was. He wondered if he would be seeing that tonight. What caught his attention, however, was the mini bar at the corner of the room.

“Do you want anything to drink?”

“If you mean alcohol, then yes.”

Desmond laughed and walked towards the mini bar.

“Anything in particular? I can make anything.”

“Really?” He raised his eyebrow at that.

“I work at a bar.” Desmond said as he pulled a bottle or something, and mixed it with something else. The ease that he showed as he handled the bottles and how professional he was about it, was actually impressive. Another plus for Desmond. “So what do you want?”

“Hm, what did you make yourself?”

“If you want some, I can't tell you.” The challenge in his eyes was obvious, and Shaun was not about to back out.

“Alright then, I'll have whatever you're having.”

"Isn't there a rule about not taking strange drinks from dates?"

"Unless you're trying to rape me, I think I'll be okay."

The look that Desmond gave Shaun went straight to his dick, and had to work hard to control his breathing as Desmond walked towards him, with the drink in hand.

"I wouldn't do that, but if you want to rape me well," Desmond paused as he passed his drink to Shaun, making sure their fingers touched. "You have my consent. After all, you can't rape the willing, right?" He finished with a wink.

Despite himself, Shaun found himself smiling.

"I guess not."

Re: Blind Date [6/?]

(Anonymous) 2011-05-30 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
oh my godddd this is amazing.

Re: Blind Date [6/?]

(Anonymous) 2011-05-31 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
MY BODY IS READY....for the rest of this fic. XD So, uh, I'll just know, camping out here. Until it's done. No pressure!

<3 <3 <3


(Anonymous) 2011-05-31 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
Oh my god.... a fill!? I had totally given up on this! Writeranon, I cannot wait for you to finish. Also, I love you.


(Anonymous) 2011-06-04 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
I love you too OP. I've been a little busy with work, but I promise the last part to this is coming soon; I find it more difficult to write slash smut than straight smut, so I take a little longer...

Re: Blind Date [6/?]

(Anonymous) 2011-05-31 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Please, more! ;A;

Re: Blind Date [6/?]

(Anonymous) 2011-06-02 01:57 pm (UTC)(link)
My God...
/fans self
Excuse me whilst I camp here and mash F5, will you?

Re: Blind Date [6/?]

(Anonymous) 2011-09-07 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
Gah, where is the rest if this fic? It's really good and I really really wanna know what happens next! Please don't forget about this and update the final few chapters please :)