asscreedkinkmeme | Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 5

What if the Assassins and Templars came together to settle their differences but in order for there to be a trust between the two groups it required a bonding/mating of to high ranking members. Connor/Charles preferred but any other templar would be welcome. Bottom Connor only please.

Bonus points:
- Connor still despises Charles in the beginning.
- Charles attempts to seduce Connor.
- Someone from the Homestead informs Charles that if he hurts Connor nobody will every find his body. ( or something like that :) )

YESSS... May try and fill this after my Haytham/Connor/Charles fill

Oh thank you wonderful Anon :)

I have way too many fills that I'm writing already, but this one just got stuck in my head and started writing itself before I knew it.

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Charles x Connor (Alpha and Omega)

Jealousy was an emotion Charles Lee was all too familiar with; but the depth of it this time, surprised him as much as the source. To think he a general of the Continental Army and second command of the Colonial Templars, could be jealous of a mediocre man like George Washington. It was not the man's title as Commander in Chief that made Charles fluster in anger, after all, that position would soon be his as the Washington continues his losing streak on the battlefield.

Across the large crowded room, Connor stood beside the Commander like a second shadow. Charles would have believed that the assassin was doing that to protect Washington from potential threads from their enemies; but he knew better. The proximity of how close they stood together, the way Washington leaned down for Connor to whisper in his ear, the rosy blush on the older man's cheeks; all of that made the Templar want to stalk over there and kill Washington outright. It was only his mentor's warning glare that prevented him from doing so.

His anger lessened somewhat as Haytham frowned with disapproval at how close the Commander was with his son, before giving his follower a patronizing pat on the shoulder. Charles tried to relax his tense muscles, but Haytham's son was mercilessly driving him to the brink of insanity. They have been bonded for several weeks now after the unification of their two factions, but still had yet to consummate their relationship.

He wasn't sure if it was Connor himself or that meddling codger Davenport; but the boy always found a way to avoid Charles' advances and was off on assassin business for weeks at a time. When the strain of separation became too much, the young man would appear out of thin air to reluctantly spend some time with him. However, Connor was clever enough to make sure that his father was somehow always present. As difficult as it was to control his urges, Charles knew he would be severely punished (or dead) at his mentor's hand if he ever tried to force his son into bed.

Still... watching the insolent brat smile and not shrug off Washington's damned hand from his shoulder, the risk might be worth it. This whole imprinting mess was driving him insane... and Charles only had himself to blame for it. Haytham and Davenport both agreed that the future leaders of their two factions would bond to prevent betrayal on either side. Despite being the youngest member of his Order, Connor was the only Master Assassin and agreed to do what was necessary to ensure peace... before giving Johnson an appraising look.

While his old friend William was mildly flattered, Charles was practically seething. He knew exactly what the brat was trying to do, and would not let him get away with it. He was Haytham's pupil, and would be the next leader of the Templars even if he had to be bonded with a naive ill mannered Assassin for the rest of his life. He practically dared Connor to walk away; to turn down this rare truce out of his own contempt for Charles. So, it was rather shocking when the boy agreed to become his mate without any trace of emotion.

So now here he was. Suffering and trying desperately not to snap or sneer at anyone and everyone in sight. Even his fellow Templars kept themselves at a distance. After several minutes of glaring, he finally turned on his heel and stormed out of the building with no particular destination in mind.

soooooo good~ Can't wait for the next part!

yesssss, perfect in every way!

I was so excited when I saw this fill! I think Ive read it at least six times. Loving it!

Oh man, I love protective Haytham. Very proper, polite, and unobtrusive about letting you know he is perfectly willing to stab you in the neck.

Hours later, Charles was sitting in an armchair by the fire place trying to warm up from the cold while drowning himself in half a bottle of whatever liquor he had in his room. If his mentor could see him now, he would have been reprimanded for behaving worse that Hickey (who was probably laughing at his expense). Right now, he could care less. All he wanted to do was rid the image of Connor and Washington altogether.

"I did not picture you as the wallowing type, Charles."

The Templar scowled before turning his head to face the intruder. A white hooded figure regards him with a slight nod, leaning casually up against a wall near the recently opened window where flecks of snow dusted the floor boards. Charles inwardly berated himself for letting his guard down. If not for the truce and bond, he would have been a corpse already.

"Connor," he greeted with obvious faux politeness. "What brings you here at this hour? Did your beloved Commander kick you out of his bed?"

"Commander Washington is a married man."

"And?" Charles sneered as he took another swig from the bottle. "You think he's above infidelity?"

"Yes."

He is not sure whether he should feel sickened by his mate's devotion towards Washington or relief that he wasn't sleeping with the man. Charles climbs to his feet, grateful that he's not drunk enough to stagger, and stares at the flickering embers in the fireplace. He takes one more sip of before offering the rest of the liquor to his uninvited guest.

Connor unfolds his arms from across his chest, and interlaces them behind his back before he casually approaches. The whole gesture reminded Charles of Haytham, and for some reason it puts him a little at ease. He watches, pleased, as the bottle is taken and brought to the younger man's lips. The indirect kiss should not make him feel this aroused, but it does.

The boy is also dressed in much more formal Assassin attire of crisp black, gray and white; and Charles knows he is slovenly in comparison. He desperately wants to rip those clothes off, see them in tatters on the floor, before shoving his mate down onto the awaiting bed that was a short distance away. He curled his fingers into fists and forced himself to calm down.

"The reason why I am here tonight is to consummate our bond," Connor explains in a business like manner. The bottle is now empty and it drops from the fingerless-gloved hand and it rolls out of sight. "It seems you are at your limit. Even your own brothers are wary of you. As much as I would have enjoyed putting you down like some rabid dog, that is impossible for me now."

Charles was burning with rage and lust and could not help but bare his teeth in a snarl. After learning this young man had been the child he encountered all those years ago, a part of him regretted his violent actions upon learning of his parentage. The other part of him, wished he had snapped the boy's neck. Then he wouldn't have to deal with this cursed bond business... and why the devil wasn't Connor suffering from the madness like he was?!

You truly made my night Anon!
"the indirect kiss should not make him feel this aroused, but it does." Perfect, just perfection.

Dat cliffhanger lol

This fic is hitting all my buttons. I love the way Lee is trying to do something (anything), but Connor is trolling Lee with his actions.

Keep it up writer anon. *thumbs up*

DA says in control-troll Connor is best Connor.

I don't actually like Charles/Connor, but I like this. Thank you for writing it!

I actually ship Haytham/Connor... but I do have a thing for pairing up mortal enemies.

Anyone who has ever tasted true carnal desire at least once in their lifetime would be driven into this wretched state. Charles was an Alpha, a natural born leader, his presence alone should have made the Omega before him kneel and prostrate himself. But no, the boy was stubborn, naive, inexperienced...

Ah...

Suddenly, all his pent up anger began to ebb away as a new understanding settled in. In an instant, his lips twisted into a smug smile, and he inwardly smirked as Connor frowned in confusion at the sudden change in mood.

"How very noble of you," he manage to say without spite as he slowly approaches his mate.

The Assassin holds his ground even after Charles invades his personal space, and they're only inches apart, breathing the scent of one another. Earth brown eyes look up to glare at him warningly, but he could clearly see the same inner struggle that he was feeling right now. Good...

"Tell me," he lets his voice drop into a low seductive purr and watches the younger man flinch with amusement. "Have you ever laid with a man before?" Silence answered him and Charles pressed on, more confident than ever. "Ever let him touch you? Kiss you? Allow him to bury himself deep inside of you?"

Charles has always had a way with words, and the last question makes Connor shiver involuntary. The young Master Assassin lowers his head, the beaked hood obscuring his eyes but unable to hide the sight of tightly clenched teeth. It was probably pure strength of will that was keeping him from dashing out the window in cowardice. Charles' smile broadens. He knew it. His mate's body language alone screamed virgin. That was how the Omega was able to resist the mating call of their bond so easily.

"Well then..." Charles is bold enough to slide his arm around the younger man's waist. His mate stiffened, and lets out a low growl in warning; but the Templar Knight's lust overclouded any fear he had of being stabbed by those infamous hidden blades. "Let us change all of that."

"W-Wait..."

"I believe you've made me wait long enough!"

The kiss is a punishing one even though that was not his intent. He can't quite help it. Before the truce, the Assassin had hounded and made the most trouble for Charles than the other six members of the Colonial Templar inner circle. Even after learning Washington's role in the burning of his own village; the half-native brat still openly despised Charles and tried to convince both Washington and Haytham to relieve him of his duties. Then this whole bonding arrangement, which Charles loathed more than ever, made him yearn for Connor every single day his Omega strayed away from him.

Strong hands planted themselves upon his chest and pushed, forcing their mouths to separate. Charles allowed it and watched the Assassin gasp for air. He then reached from behind, grabbing the back of the hood and hair underneath it, roughly pulling the boy's head back to expose the tan expanse of his naked throat. He leaned down and latched his teeth into the skin, not hard enough to break through, causing Connor to yelp more in shock than pain.

Reluctantly he releases his hold and allows Connor to take a step back. The Assassin's hand flies to the place where Charles had marked him. It's only after the pads of his fingers find the indent of his Alpha's teeth and a frown spreads across Connor's face.

"And you call me a savage."

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Sorry OP, I was really trying to get Charles to seduce Connor and not noncon him; but it's hard considering all of their encounters in the game are hostile. Also, I apologize for the short updates. I've been reading Forsaken and can't seem to put the book down.

/makes quiet whale noises

Connor, you won't know what hit you when the bond will suckerüunch you in the face once you've consummated your bond with Charles.

Speaking of Charles, I really like that he's still Charles, still honeyed words and quick to jump into action when it proves his dominance. I really enjoy the back and forth between them, too, and am happily looking forward to the next part. :D

Thank you! I was worried I would be making him too out of character

wow this whole fill has me giggling out loud
will wait as long i have to anon!

****The Assassin holds his ground even after Charles invades his personal space, and they're only inches apart, breathing the scent of one another. Earth brown eyes look up to glare at him warningly, but he could clearly see the same inner struggle that he was feeling right now. Good...

"Tell me," he lets his voice drop into a low seductive purr and watches the younger man flinch with amusement. "Have you ever laid with a man before?" Silence answered him and Charles pressed on, more confident than ever. "Ever let him touch you? Kiss you? Allow him to bury himself deep inside of you?"****

This! This is perfect! Don't be sorry Anon, don't be sorry at all. You have captured the characters voices perfectly. The very nature of Alpha/Omega prompt often mean there is always a slight element of dub-con involved.

I completely understand Anon. my own copy of Forsaken has been sucking me in as well.

I am sitting on the edge of my seat waiting for the next part.

Suddenly, tables are turned !

Oh man that reveal..

Great way to introduce Connor's weakpoint, writer anon ~

I like it. I really really like it.

Charles does not respond, simply stares at Connor like a hawk as the boy rubs his lower lip suggestively with his index finger. He fully expects his mate to either attack him or storm out; and hopes for the latter, because he is not coordinated enough to defend himself. So it's somewhat of a shock when Connor sighs in resignation and begins to remove his bracers.

"What are you doing?" Charles asks, eyebrows arched upwards in an inquisitive manner as the Assassin placed his weapons in a neat pile on the nearest table.

Connor shoots him a look of exasperation but his voice remained calm and leveled in spite of his earlier outburst. "I've already told you. I'm here to consummate our bond, and thought you might appreciate the sharp implements of death out of the way."

"How considerate."

He does not give the Omega a chance to retort, closing the distance between them once more. Reaching down, he grabs Connor's chin, and pulls his head up for another demanding kiss. A kiss that the younger male hesitantly returns.

It was a strange new addiction. In the past he had taken scores of women and men to bed, and never bothered with something as simple as a kiss; he found the action to be was meaningless and unsatisfying. Of course, with his mate it was different. After the imprinting, he had spent most of their encounters, staring at those lips; longing to taste them even when they argued or insulted one another. But now, now he could indulge himself without having to receive a tomahawk in the gut.

After several long minutes, however, he was no longer satisfied with just kissing. His hands began to wander, sliding around the boy's waist once again, before moving further south. Stroking his mate's back, he could feel the muscles tense beneath the layers of clothes. He suddenly breaks the kiss and pulls Connor flush up against his larger frame.

Connor's breathing speeds up. Charles could actually both hear and feel the other male's heart beat against his own chest. His large hands finally come to a stop, resting upon Connor's arse. The boy gasps his name in surprise. It's a pleasantly arousing sound. However, he wants his name to be screamed out for all the world to hear. His lips twisted into a wicked smirk as he begins kneading the flesh beneath form-fitting black breeches, causing Connor to jerk against him, and groan into his shoulder.

Connor raised his own hands, fingers digging into the fabric of his coat, and accidentally pulling at a loose thread. The Major General frowned in response, as he shoved his Omega onto the bed before mounting him. The boy grunts and made an attempt to sit up, only for his wrists to be pinned down at either side of his head.

"Be careful, child," Charles hissed lowly. "This tailored suit costs more than what your little village eats in a month."

The Assassin glared back up at him, unimpressed. "Then you should take better care of your clothing. Perhaps even wash them for a change."

"That's rich coming from you, savage."

Despite his predicament, Connor sighs again, appearing to look completely bored. "Fine, if vanity means so much to you, I'll ask a seamstress I know to repair your coat and cover the costs."

Charles relaxes his grip a little, placated by the fact that the boy was willing to take responsibility.

"Now..." Connor shifts underneath him, but does not attempt to break free. "May we please continue? I'd like to be done with this matter before dawn."

The Templar releases a derisive snort, before lowering himself down upon the body beneath him. His lips eagerly seeking to ravish his mate's once more. Connor boldly responds in silent challenge, and tries to keep his face neutral so not to betray the anxiety he's feeling on the inside. The Omega's control and unwillingness to submit wholeheartedly was commendable; but utterly pointless.

After tonight, Connor would be completely his.

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A/N: Okay, I apologize if there were parts that didn't make sense. Finished writing this at 2am after finishing Forsaken and wrrrrryyyy... Okay, sorry for the wait but the next part will have smut ::goes back to rereading Forsaken::

Haha yes I imagine Charles would like the " sharp implements of death " far away from his junk. Looking forward to seeing how Connor handles his first time. So in love with this fic!

*Bites finger nails* really looking forward to the next part.

I have to wonder if Connor realizes that now his alpha has him he probably won't let him go any time soon. Eagerly awaiting the next part!

Driveby!Anon here. Really into this fic and I can't believe it's takening me this long to find it!

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