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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 4
Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.4
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Auto-fellatio drabble
(Anonymous) 2012-01-02 06:36 am (UTC)(link)When Machiavelli finished with his work for the night, he realized two important facts. One, was that La Volpe was not sitting in his favorite chair watching him, and two, it was raining hard enough to stop anyone from going outside.
Scowling, Machiavelli stood and undressed himself. The first night he could have sex with his lover, actually give him his undivided attention, and he wasn’t here. Well, fine. He could enjoy himself without La Volpe.
After stretching down and resting his elbows on the floor in an effort to touch his toes, Machiavelli retired to the bed. He stretched out, reaching for his toes, before he twisted and hooked a leg up over his shoulder. His opposite arm was not supporting his weight as he eased back, careful not to pull a muscle.
His hand gave a few leisurely pulls, before he swallowed the tip into his mouth.
A few minutes later, Machiavelli unwound, allowing his leg to hit the bed hard enough to bounce his whole body up.
“Stupid thief and his stupid, talented mouth…I can’t get off.” Machiavelli scowled up into the rafters.
Then he realized who was in the rafters, slack jawed, and looking faint.
“E-Ezio! What are you- were you out in that storm?” Machiavelli spluttered, reaching for his night clothes.
“I- uhm. Yes, I am rather wet, aren’t I?” Ezio replied dazedly. “I don’t suppose you could teach me that?” He asked, motioning to hook his leg over his shoulder.
“I learned it because I liked it. Why are you learning it?”
“…because Leonardo might want to know…..” Ezio mumbled. Machiavelli sighed.
“Don’t expect to get it right the first time. And if something hurts, you are doing it wrong.”
Ezio left with the detailed instructions back into the pouring rain. Machiavelli sighed, before slamming the window shut to keep the rain out.
“I thought he would never leave.” A voice purred by his ear. Machiavelli found himself tossed back on the bed, before La Volpe settled into the chair, his violet eyes piercing the young philosopher. “And I would love to see you do that again.”
Machiavelli glared at La Volpe’s smirking face, miffed and infuriated by the fact that La Volpe was dry before hiding one of his own. “No touching me, then, since you were late.”
La Volpe inclined his head.
Leaving the master thief mouth opened, wide eyed, and white knuckled gripping his chair because he just wanted to bend Machiavelli around and over was actually rather satisfying.
And debating whether to tell him ‘no’ and teach him to be on time next time or say ‘yes’ and let the wild fox savage him…well…Machiavelli did explore that with his own mouth, he didn’t really need La Volpe any-
La Volpe shot out of his seat.
-more.
“So, promise to not keep me waiting next time?” Machiavelli purred as La Volpe bobbed between his legs.
Teeth scraped the underside of his cock in response.
Re: Auto-fellatio drabble
(Anonymous) 2012-01-02 04:02 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Auto-fellatio drabble
(Anonymous) 2012-01-27 10:25 pm (UTC)(link)I want to know what happens when Ezio shows Leonardo!