God, the things this kink meme made me write. Have a short fill. Somebody else should do this prompt justice.
_______________________________________
At first, Connor thinks he is mistaken. His father had obviously enjoyed the company of women. Surely this is a forgery or a hallucination. But the letter is still here, very real. It’s signed by one Haytham Kenway, lost between the other papers found in his office. It is dated of only a few days ago; Haytham didn’t have the time to have it delivered yet, and now he never would. Connor has only read the first sentences, but the words are burned in his memory.
________
My dear Charles,
I hope you have forgiven me by now. The Order needs you. We can’t afford to have you in danger. I shall take care of the trifling matter that is the assassin and be back by your side. You will barely notice my absence and, more importantly, you will be safe.
Do not worry. I intend to make it up to you. I have missed your touch surely as much as you did mine.
________
Connor should stop here. He knows he should. But he can’t. He has to know.
________
I shall go to your side as soon as I can. I miss your mouth, which can do so much more than shape clever words. The first thing I will do will be to kiss those lips, to stop your protests and hopefully replace them with moans of pleasure. Oh, you will surely fight me, thinking this kind of behavior unbecoming so soon after my return, but you will cede to my will, the way you always do.
________
He can almost see the scene happening in front of him. His father approaching Charles Lee, touching him, pushing until he has his way. He would never have guessed that this was the relationship they shared. Outside of his tribe, men seemed uncomfortable with such things. Something unlikely for his father and him to share. Connor has stopped himself from such fantasies to better blend with his allies, but now that they are plain to see, how could he avert his eyes ?
________
You will still be in your office. You will be worried about the soldiers guarding the place. I will not care, even as I remove your clothes and pushes you against your desk, sending all those important papers flying. For all your complaints, you will be hard and leaking the moment I put my hand on you.
________
Connor can’t help but notice that he is sitting at the desk, reading this correspondence probably where it was written. He supposes Lee’s office is similar to the one he is in right now. Was Haytham thinking of his lover here ? Was this letter discarded halfway through, Haytham having more pressing matters to take care of ?
Those aren’t healthy thoughts, but they’re the ones plaguing his mind. He feels himself losing control with each sentence, his mind clearly showing him pictures that should repulse him but cause a completely different reaction.
________
This is where all resistance would flee. You will stop struggling and start begging. I will not be cruel to you. I will give you everything you ask for and more. You will push the oil you keep in your desk for such uses, despite denying it until your dying breath, in my hand, a wordless plea that could not be clearer.
________
Connor couldn’t say when his hand slid inside of his pants. He has been aware of his growing erection, but he had been trying to disregard it. He has obviously failed.
His hand feels better than it should, his grip being too dry. Even so, he knows he won’t last. He still feels the rush from the fight, and it has been far too long.
________
I will obey you, pushing one finger after another until you’re ready and clawing at my arms in your need to be filled. When I finally enter you, bending you over your desk, you will instinctively meet my every trust, until you get frustrated with the slow rhythm I force on you.
________
His hand works faster. He wants to be taken that way, to lose all control and yet keep it.
________
You will push me on the chair and start riding me, using me ruthlessly to find your own pleasure. When you start making those high-pitched sounds, I will stroke you until you come all over my hand and I will join you a few seconds later.
_______
His orgasm floods him as the pair in his mind reach completion. He waits for his senses to come back to him, wipes himself as best as he can, and then finishes the letter.
_______
You will slump against me, exhausted. Only then you will admit to having missed me. I will treasure those words just as dearly as the moments before.
Those are the thoughts filling my head as I wait for our enemy to arrive. As you can see, they are all about you. If I could have been with you, I would have, but this is the way it should be. We shall be together soon, our goals having been furthered. Don’t worry, the world shall be ours.
May the Father of Understanding guide us.
Yours, Haytham Kenway
_____
His father was a liar until the end, it seems. Connor shall bring this letter to his father’s funeral, where he knows he will find Lee. Reading it, maybe Lee will feel a fraction of the pain he has caused to Connor.
FILL
_______________________________________
At first, Connor thinks he is mistaken. His father had obviously enjoyed the company of women. Surely this is a forgery or a hallucination. But the letter is still here, very real. It’s signed by one Haytham Kenway, lost between the other papers found in his office. It is dated of only a few days ago; Haytham didn’t have the time to have it delivered yet, and now he never would. Connor has only read the first sentences, but the words are burned in his memory.
________
My dear Charles,
I hope you have forgiven me by now. The Order needs you. We can’t afford to have you in danger. I shall take care of the trifling matter that is the assassin and be back by your side. You will barely notice my absence and, more importantly, you will be safe.
Do not worry. I intend to make it up to you. I have missed your touch surely as much as you did mine.
________
Connor should stop here. He knows he should. But he can’t. He has to know.
________
I shall go to your side as soon as I can. I miss your mouth, which can do so much more than shape clever words. The first thing I will do will be to kiss those lips, to stop your protests and hopefully replace them with moans of pleasure. Oh, you will surely fight me, thinking this kind of behavior unbecoming so soon after my return, but you will cede to my will, the way you always do.
________
He can almost see the scene happening in front of him. His father approaching Charles Lee, touching him, pushing until he has his way. He would never have guessed that this was the relationship they shared. Outside of his tribe, men seemed uncomfortable with such things. Something unlikely for his father and him to share. Connor has stopped himself from such fantasies to better blend with his allies, but now that they are plain to see, how could he avert his eyes ?
________
You will still be in your office. You will be worried about the soldiers guarding the place. I will not care, even as I remove your clothes and pushes you against your desk, sending all those important papers flying. For all your complaints, you will be hard and leaking the moment I put my hand on you.
________
Connor can’t help but notice that he is sitting at the desk, reading this correspondence probably where it was written. He supposes Lee’s office is similar to the one he is in right now. Was Haytham thinking of his lover here ? Was this letter discarded halfway through, Haytham having more pressing matters to take care of ?
Those aren’t healthy thoughts, but they’re the ones plaguing his mind. He feels himself losing control with each sentence, his mind clearly showing him pictures that should repulse him but cause a completely different reaction.
________
This is where all resistance would flee. You will stop struggling and start begging. I will not be cruel to you. I will give you everything you ask for and more. You will push the oil you keep in your desk for such uses, despite denying it until your dying breath, in my hand, a wordless plea that could not be clearer.
________
Connor couldn’t say when his hand slid inside of his pants. He has been aware of his growing erection, but he had been trying to disregard it. He has obviously failed.
His hand feels better than it should, his grip being too dry. Even so, he knows he won’t last. He still feels the rush from the fight, and it has been far too long.
________
I will obey you, pushing one finger after another until you’re ready and clawing at my arms in your need to be filled. When I finally enter you, bending you over your desk, you will instinctively meet my every trust, until you get frustrated with the slow rhythm I force on you.
________
His hand works faster. He wants to be taken that way, to lose all control and yet keep it.
________
You will push me on the chair and start riding me, using me ruthlessly to find your own pleasure. When you start making those high-pitched sounds, I will stroke you until you come all over my hand and I will join you a few seconds later.
_______
His orgasm floods him as the pair in his mind reach completion. He waits for his senses to come back to him, wipes himself as best as he can, and then finishes the letter.
_______
You will slump against me, exhausted. Only then you will admit to having missed me. I will treasure those words just as dearly as the moments before.
Those are the thoughts filling my head as I wait for our enemy to arrive. As you can see, they are all about you. If I could have been with you, I would have, but this is the way it should be. We shall be together soon, our goals having been furthered. Don’t worry, the world shall be ours.
May the Father of Understanding guide us.
Yours, Haytham Kenway
_____
His father was a liar until the end, it seems. Connor shall bring this letter to his father’s funeral, where he knows he will find Lee. Reading it, maybe Lee will feel a fraction of the pain he has caused to Connor.