Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed [Fills]

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[FILL] Incense 9/10

[(Anonymous)]

Heat pooled in his face at the thoughts. Not that he really minded but... how? Wait... Malik was sick, he remembered – feverish and incoherent. He took his head in his hands, as if to draw the reason through his skull.

“I know you are awake.”

Meaning, I know you are awake so get your sorry ass over here. And something in Malik's tone had Altair fearing for his life. He remembered what happened but by now, all he could do was praying that Malik did not remember as well. Though when he stepped into the Bureau in his breeches and shirt, he knew for a fact that hope had no place in the room. He caught a fruit from the basket hidden behind the desk – Malik always had kept them here in case a passing assassin would need something before going back to work. The sharp glance sent his way had him stopping in his track and wait.

“Malik...?” Something was off with the man, it was plain to see but he did not know what.

“I told you sandalwood and benzoin.” Malik looked Altair over, making sure that he was being clear. “I, however, did not ask you to get amber on top of that.”

The question, though silent, was written all over Altair's face and Malik had to resist the urge to smile at his cluelessness – at least the fool did not do it on purpose.

“Amber, Altair, is known to be a mix of different elements, Benzoin among them. It is also known to be a powerful aphrodisiac to be used in small quantities.”

At this, the master assassin wanted to run and hide away to Acre. So not only he messed up the incenses but he used a fairly large amount of the stuff. That was bad. And worse yet, Malik had not made a single move to kill him. How could Malik keep a straight face about it when he was positively panicking?

“Malik... I...”

“You are?”

That was bad, when he was stared at like this. Despite what people said back in Masyaf, he knew better – out of the two of them, Malik was the most terrifying when he was staring down at people with that murderous aura. “I'm sorry... I didn't mean for any of this to happen.”

“And how do I know that you did not indeed? I would be more inclined to think you did it on purpose – even you can't be stupid enough to mistake amber for benzoin.” Malik already knew the answer to that. He certainly was not letting Altair off the hook so easily – he made a mistake and he was going to repay it in full. With interest. His back hurt – part of him would have wanted to stay in bed but that nagging feeling that he had been drugged would not leave him alone. However, Altair's expression showed him what he wanted to know: the assassin did not mean it to happen. As the man kept silent, staring at him with a frozen dread etched on his features, he decided to be magnanimous.

“I believe you... what do you remember?” Careful, I might reconsider letting you leave if your answer doesn't please me.

“I woke up around the middle of the night, I don't know why. The air felt weird... and I heard sounds, so I went to check on you.” And you looked like you had some really bad fever. “I remember I tried to ask what was with you but... it started to get fuzzy afterwards.”

Re: [FILL] Incense 10/10

[(Anonymous)]

“What do you remember?”

“Bits and pieces but nothing coherent.” He saw fury slowly brewing behind Malik's eyes and the snarky part of his mind finally woke up. “Look Malik, I think you remember too. Do you really want me to lay out for you all the embarrassing details?” I know you don't want me to.

“You're right, idiot novice. Let's not talk about it.”

“Malik?” He sweatdropped – whenever Malik dropped matters, it did not bide well for the rest. Not that he would have liked to talk about it with him. It was embarrassing, more than if they had been teenagers – they did not have the raging hormones to accuse anymore. And though his skin was still tingling faintly from the man's touch, he knew Malik was off-limit. It was a mistake.

“I am wondering though... was it all the incense's fault?”

“If you are trying to frame me, may I remind you you scolded me and told me not to treat you like some virgin?”

“I never said that!”

“Not with words.”

“Don't start playing on words, novice.”

“Start? You are the one accusing me! I am not the one who launched myself at you practically begging you to take me!”

“I didn't- WHAT?” Malik was partly shocked, though he faintly was aware of the fact that Altair was right. He remembered that time and though it was strange and looked as if he were out of his own body, he knew what the other man meant. He just was not going to acknowledge it.

“Look, there is an easy way to find out.”

“Oh, so you actually use your head? What, pray tell, is that brilliant idea of yours, little eagle?” Banter was easier to handle for Malik, though he had a hunch that he was not going to like it.

And he was right as Altair's face suddenly appeared way too close to his own. Before he had time to yell at the idiot to get the hell out of his personal space, lips pressed against his. He was frozen on the spot, not daring to move. A tongue darted to try and pry his mouth open but he kept his jaws resolutely shut.

With a last, slow swipe of his tongue, Altair sauntered away. Reaching the door, he briefly turned around to look triumphantly at the unmoving rafiq. “You can start and think about that, brother.” And with this, he ran to the exit, silently jumping to the roof. Time for clue hunting. Happy to finally have found a way to shut Malik up, Altair strutted down the streets of the Jerusalem like a big cat who got the cream. He knew he will be getting hell for this but he did not mind. Better fighting than being ignored.

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There it is... please, don't throw rocks at me - I finished it today at 4am... Yeah, I'm crazy... wuuub!!!