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asscreedkinkmeme) wrote2012-01-04 10:19 am
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.
Writers! It is your responsibility to link back to the original prompt.
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Part 1
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Part 4
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Discussion
Fill: Fade 28/?
(Anonymous) 2011-10-09 07:36 am (UTC)(link)Oops. Sorry about the MIA.
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“... Are you sure?”
“I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.”
“If we do this, there is no turning back. I cannot lose you.”
“Mi amore, you never will- make me yours.”
“I c- ahh...Ezio...”
“Please...”
Desmond jolted with a gasp, sweat pooling from his temples and running down the back of the Animus cushion. He turned to Rebecca, pupils dilated.
“Holy shit, I’m so sorry! I had no idea that those were the memories we were, uh... gonna... Yeah. No Desmond, just lie back down... Desmond, please- your heart rate was going crazy, there’s no way we can risk keeping you in- I had to pull you out as fast as I could... I just don’t think you’re not ready, especially w- Wait, stop, what are you doing? Desmond? Stop! ”
Desmond fought hard to control the harsh intakes of breath as he tore out the IV’s from his arm, blood splattering the arm rest and the console. He stood up, blinking away the black spots in his vision as he stumbled forward, pushing away Rebecca’s arms none too gently. “I can’t, I need- I need to get away...” He choked out. He felt the blood flushing his face with warmth and travelling down to a region he had not dared to linger upon... Not since...
He hoisted himself up against the wall, wet palms and fingers trailing water marks as he stumbled along as fast as he could. He finally made it- he slammed the door, fumbling at the lock before collapsing forward, sweaty fingers fumbling with his zipper. They finally gave way and he let out a moan, eyelashes fluttering as he threw his head back in relief. He grasped himself, desperate to hold on to the feeling because this time- this time he wouldn’t stop, he couldn’t stop- not when he was so close. To hell with everything else.
His entire body trembled as he moved his hand, his other forearm braced against the concrete ground. Warm hands covering his hands, his body... Smells of coffee and something else he couldn’t identify but would always remember, one finger of those beautiful hands reaching up to push the bridge of glasses up before he leaned down and pressed his lips to Desmond’s... He bit his lip as he pulled roughly, speeding up as his mind burst with fireworks of warmth and imagined sensations. It was building up inside him, slowly, gradually, but... Warm hands running down the curve of his spine, pressing Desmond tightly against his body- “Make more yours. “ Still pulling faster... And...And...
He didn’t know how long he stayed there, back arched tightly, his legs spread up to the confines of his jeans. But not matter how long he kept going, he couldn’t make it. He tried, and tried but still. The peak- it lay just out of reach, taunting him.
“No, no...Damn it!” He let go and punched the ground, his member already waning but still throbbing with the fury of unsatisfaction. He stood up, the tears of frustration already crawling over his cheeks and down his jaw. He swiped them away with his sleeve. God... The one time, the one time he let himself go, the one time he really needed it... He was just so fucking useless... There he was, standing in an empty room, crying with his pants around his ankles and the inability to release. And what would Shaun think of that?
“Desmond,” came a muffled voice on the other side of the door. “Er, are you alright mate?”
Desmond swallowed, trying to choke back his despair as the tears built up. He pressed his forehead up to the cool, wooden door, imagining that the separation between them would just fall away...“Yeah, Shaun, don’t worry about me. I just needed a breather- get my heart to calm down...”
There was a hesitation of silence- had Shaun figured it out? “Well, come out when you’re ready, Okay?...Becca’s panicking right now.”
Desmond couldn’t bring himself to answer, not when all he wanted to do was to tell Shaun not to leave because he needed him. I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. He waited until he heard footsteps echoing down the hall before he slid down to the floor, back against the door. He clasped his hands over his lips to muffle the screaming sobs, tried to push the pain back inside- back where it belonged.
I cannot lose you... You were never mine.
Re: Fill: Fade 28/?
(Anonymous) 2011-10-09 08:54 am (UTC)(link)Oh, poor Desmond. ;A; After all that, and he couldn't even finish. D: Shaun, you need to figure this out and help Des.
Re: Fill: Fade 28/?
(Anonymous) 2011-10-11 06:33 am (UTC)(link)Oh, poor Des! Shaun needs to get over there and comfort him!
Re: Fill: Fade 28/?
(Anonymous) 2012-06-16 02:50 pm (UTC)(link)