Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 5

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Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.5
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La Volpe/One of his Thieves - Crush/puppy love

[(Anonymous)]

The impression I get is that La Volpe is really fond of his thieves and will go out of his way to guide and care for them. I'd love to see his care move one of them a bit too much. It could be Rosa, Antonio, etc. or just a random NPC thief, but someone gets a huge crush on La Volpe and just fawns over him from afar.

Or, perhaps, they try to woo him with gifts, or poetry, or they try to impress him with their skills. Either way, I'd just love to see something fluffy between Volpe and one of the thieves.

Re: La Volpe/One of his Thieves - Crush/puppy love

[(Anonymous)]

SECONDED! I absolutely love La Volpe. He is just so badass yet totally "Big happy Familia" when it comes to his guild. I would so do this if i had a proper computer.... A kindle wouldn't do it justice.

OP

[(Anonymous)]

Even if it's just a tiny fill I would probably be moved to tears yes

Re: OP

[(Anonymous)]

Alrighty, give me a couple of days and lets see what i can do.

The Fox and the Hare 1/?

[(Anonymous)]

(This is my very first fill, and I have a strong feeling that this is going to be multiple parts long. But here the first part. Please forgive this virginwriter!anon for taking so very long.)

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Felice stared gloomily down into his cup of wine. He idly listened to the typical hum of the La Volpe Addormentata. When he looked up, his grey eyes always locked onto the same thing, or rather, person. He watched the man in the brown hood over the rim of his cup. Felice was captivated by the man’s grace and prose, the way he held himself and how he spoke so kindly to those around him. He went from table to table, checking on each of his flock like a concerned mother hen.

La Volpe was truly a living legend. So many stories surrounded the mysterious man, that one had trouble separating fact from fiction. Some said that La Volpe was a demon; others say that La Volpe was an immortal. The more outlandish stories claim that the man was Mercury, the messenger god is disguise. But all Felice knew was that his obsession with the leader of the Thieves Guild was slightly unhealthy.

Who could blame him, though? He owed La Volpe his life. It was three years today that he had joined the Guild. He was but fifteen at the time, small and helpless. His parents both succumbing to the fever that had plagued Roma for many months; leaving him without home or family. It was one fateful night that Felice had been caught trying to steal a small loaf of bread, the stall owner easily caught the starved boy and called for the guards. Felice remembered the fear he had felt. The guards laughed and spoke of cutting off his right hand as the boy cried and struggled in vain.
It was then that a man spoke up, he seemed to have appeared out of thin air as he approached the small group of guards.

“Buonasera,” the man had said. His voice was like the perfect blend of velvet and leather. Felice could not see the stranger; a large guard was blocking his view. “Ah, it seems you have found my wayward apprentice. I hope he has not caused too much trouble.”

“This brat has been caught stealing. And the price of such a crime is his right hand.” One of the guards replied. Felice could hardly believe his ears; this strange man was attempting to defend him? Surely no, Felice’s luck was never that good.

“I am fully aware, but I am sure that this can be negotiated?” The man then reasoned, Felice could hear the jingle of coins.

In short time, Felice was free and the guards’ pockets were full. The small boy with jet black hair and grey eyes looked up to finally see the face of his savior. It was like looking into the face of Christ himself; so calm and ageless. The man kneeled down so that he was eye level with Felice, and the boy was shocked to see the most beautiful violet colored eyes.

“That was quite close, piccolo coniglio.”

“T-thank you sir! I thought that I was going to-“

The man cut him off with a slight wave of his hand. “That is in the past, but be sure to learn from your mistake. I may not be around next time.” With that he stood up and started to walk away.

“Wait! Signore! What is your name?” Felice had called out.
The man paused and looked over his shoulder, the light catching his eyes just-so that they seemed to glow. “I am known as La Volpe.” A noise caused Felice to turn his head for just a moment, but when he looked back La Volpe had vanished.

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The now adult Felice smiled faintly at the memory, until he felt a firm hand grasp his shoulder. He jumped slightly until he looked up into the pair of violet eyes. “M-master” Felice gasped.

La Volpe chuckled as he sat down next to the young man. Felice was struck silent; he kept his eyes down at his cup of wine. But he could see La Volpe’s knowing grin from the corner of his eye, and it only served to make his face redder.

“Did you get enough to eat, piccolo coniglio?” The older man asked. Felice nodded silently. La Volpe leaned in closer and lifted the young man’s face to examine a fresh cut along his cheek. Felice had forgotten all about it until now. “How did you manage this?”

Felice gulped as his eyes met La Volpe’s. “‘Tis nothing. A stray tree branch caught me as I was running-“

“-from guards.” La Volpe finished with a smile teasing the corner of his lips. Dio mio… That knowing smirk, it flashed just a hint of his white teeth. It made him look almost like his namesake.

Felice knew that he could not lie to this man, so he nodded shyly. The Master Thief chuckled and ran his fingers through Felice’s raven black hair. It took all of is self-control to not tremble and swoon like a love sick girl. But the look that La Volpe gave Felice was a knowing one, his violet eyes shimmering in the dim candle light of the inn. “You have grown much since you joined our familia, three years ago today, Si?"

Felice nodded once more, secretly thrilled that La Volpe remembered. “Si, Maestro.” He replied in a meek tone.

La Volpe sighed in mock irritation. “So formal. Haven’t told you before that such titles were unnecessary?” Before Felice could apologize La Volpe silenced him with a dismissive wave of his hand. “It doesn’t matter. But what matters now is that I have a special mission for you. A test, so to speak.”

Felice perked up at this. He was always yearning to prove himself to the Fox. “I need something procured from a wealthy merchant. It’s a small thing, a simple silver necklace with a heart shaped pendant. I have a client who wishes very much to have this. The Merchant is well guarded, and I need this mission to be carried out with the utmost caution. Can you do this, piccolo coniglio? You are one of the best I have for this type of task.” La Volpe handed the young man a map that marked where the Merchant was.

Felice didn’t even wait for La Volpe to finish as he nodded eagerly and started to stand. “One more thing, my dear Coniglio” La Volpe said, also standing.

“Si?”

“When you acquire the necklace, I wish for you to bring it to me at the highest point of the Colosseo.”

Felice nodded and gave a slight bow before he quickly left La Volpe Addormentata.

OP

[(Anonymous)]

Oh man I am so excited that this is being filled. ;u; I can't wait to see what happens next! Thank you so much, authornon.