Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 5

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Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.5
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✩ Comment anonymously with a character/pairing and a kink/prompt.

✩ Comment is filled by another anonymous with fanfiction/art/or any other appropriate medium.

✩ One request per post, but fill the request as much as you want.

✩ The fill/request doesn't necessarily need to be smut.

✩ Don't flame, if you have nothing good to say, don't say anything.

✩ Have a question? Feel free to PM me.

✩ Last, but not least: HAVE FUN!

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Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
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Discussion

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The Midnight Ride

[(Anonymous)]

Paul Revere/Connor - Give me pure UST without resolution, they have people to warn after all. If you can incorporate how Connor doesn't like it when Paul touches him in to it, it would be great!

Re: The Midnight Ride

[(Anonymous)]

Haha oh my god yes. Just yes.

Re: The Midnight Ride

[(Anonymous)]

That made me laugh so hard. KEEP YOUR HANDS TO YOURSELF, PAUL REVERE

Re: The Midnight Ride

[(Anonymous)]

I will never be able to think of Paul Revere the same way again.

Bad touches. On horseback.

Re: The Midnight Ride

[(Anonymous)]

Holy crap yes. Please.

Re: The Midnight Ride

[(Anonymous)]

YES. Oh man, I can just imagine Paul grabbing Connor's ass while he's all serious and trying to steer a horse. "This way!" -pinch- "To the left!" -poke- and Connor will be all >_<

Re: The Midnight Ride

[(Anonymous)]

I am working on it!

Re: FILL: The Midnight Ride Fill [1/1]

[(Anonymous)]

Connor didn't know why he'd gotten himself involved in this nonsense. Here he was, the pitch-black sky speckled with stars, riding through the evergreen forest with a rather loud and annoying man clinging to his back.

"To the left, Connor!" Paul Revere had shouted, as if Connor couldn't hear him. Paul was literally a needle's width away from Connor, yet he still felt the need to vociferate commands in Connor's ears, like that was necessary. Connor stayed quiet in response and unwillingly followed Paul's orders.
Could he not ride his own horse? Did he really require somebody to ride him to his destinations?
Connor silently grumbled to himself. The things he did for those people.

He suddenly felt Paul's fingers prodding his chest. "This way, Connor!" he boomed. Connor felt like throwing the other man off the horse and leaving him to fend for himself. However, he reluctantly followed his command.

After a moment, Connor heard the words, "The other way, Connor, the other way!" being thundered into his ears. Connor swore to himself that by the end of this mission he'd already be more than half deaf. He then abruptly felt a pair of digits grabbing him through his pants. Connor grit his teeth and tried to ignore the feeling. Another hand then silently slithered inside of his shirt. Connor shivered.
This was getting... rather uncomfortable.

"That way, Connor!" Paul roared while tightening his grip. Connor complied. Paul traced invisible patterns onto Connor's chest and dandled with his other hand, still clutching Connor through his breeches. Connor stifled a groan. He was most certainly not enjoying this midnight ride of Paul's.

"To the right, Connor, to the right!" Paul bellowed, shifting his hand from the inside of Connor's shirt to the small of his back. He kept his other hand intact. The foreign limb resting on the small of Connor's back caressed him through the cloth. Connor was just then about to ask Paul to kindly end his fondling, as it was making him uncomfortable, when he suddenly heard Paul inform him that there were Redcoats nearby.

Connor quickly steered the horse away from their demise when Paul suddenly felt compelled to inform Connor that they were going the wrong way, while shifting the hand on the small of his back to a lower area. Connor felt his face and ears heat up. Paul squeezed the back of Connor's breeches roughly. Connor bit his lip to keep himself from producing any sort of sound.

"You're on the right path, Connor!" Paul screamed. Connor kept riding. Paul's hands didn't move at all. Connor shifted a bit uncomfortably. Paul moved the hand on Connor's crotch towards his hair, which he began to canoodle. Connor almost wanted to snarl at the man, he was messing up his hair!
"Keep going!" Paul screeched. He tightly pinched through Connor's breeches again.

OK, no. This was getting too far. Connor attempted to shift his position again. To no avail. Paul was simply too stubborn. Paul, however, noticed how uncomfortable Connor was and decided that it would be best to comfort him. He proceeded to lick the shell of Connor's ear, blowing cool air on the wet trails. Connor nearly fell off the horse. He tried to keep his balance, yet his arms felt like Jell-O.

The couple of hours which Connor had spent assisting Paul felt more like years. Paul simply hadn't kept his hands off Connor throughout the entire ride, and Connor hadn't protested at all. Not that he didn't want to, but Paul kept interrupting him whenever he wanted to. The silence didn't even get the chance to swallow them. By morning, every single colonist in the area was aware that the British were coming.

Connor had then vowed to himself that it would definitely be the last time he'd be riding on the same horse with Paul Revere.

Never again.

// I hope that the OP or whoever else is reading liked it! I am sorry if it's bad, or not what you've expected. I am actually a bit new to this stuff. Nevertheless, I hope it wasn't too bad! - Modernise //

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[(Anonymous)]

This was glorious

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[(Anonymous)]

oh shit yes this was awesome