Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 4

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Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.4

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OP

[vithian.livejournal.com]

... Bartolomeo and Petruccio
Well, this should be interesting

Re: OP

[(Anonymous)]

Dammnit, didn't de-anon
Ah, well

Mini-Fill: Hero Worship

[(Anonymous)]

“I was completely without hope then, my wife captured by that cow-fisting Baron, and my men hopelessly outnumbered. There was no way to mount a rescue, not without cutting my forces so severely there could be no way to repel the French whore-sons from Italian soil.”

And here Bartolomeo winks at me, and I cannot help my excitement. “What did you do? You have to save her!”

He nods. “I must. But I do not know how. I lament; ‘Pantasilea would know what to do.’ But of course she is not there. I decide there is no other recourse but to surrender to the slug-dicked Baron and pray that he lets my darling wife go.”

“No, you can’t trust him! The Baron is nothing but a cat-fondling coward!” I insist, and Bartolomeo bursts out laughing at my description of 'de Valois. He ruffles my hair, then tucks some of it behind my ear. I duck my head to hide my blush.

“And that is exactly what your brother said. Well, maybe not exactly. Your brother could never swear like a soldier, after all.”

Pride fills me up; being compared to a soldier. Being compared to Bartolomeo. It’s almost too much.

“What happened next?” I ask, breathless for once not because of the limits of my body. I take hold of his large, callused hand, and he smiles at me. My heart feels as though it might burst with excitement, and it’s all because of him.

My hero continues the story; waving his arm and shouting and swearing, and his hand is warm where it holds mine.

OP Again

[(Anonymous)]

You actually made me like this pairing. Wonderful, writeanon! Truly wonderful! You captured Petruccio exactly, and Bartolomeo saying Ezio could never swear like a soldier. He's too much of a noble for that...
Loved it!

Re: Mini-Fill: Hero Worship

[(Anonymous)]

Oh, that so sweet and innocent, it gave me the warm and fuzzies. :)