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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 5
Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.5
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Fill: Time Changes Everything 2/?
(Anonymous) 2013-02-24 07:11 am (UTC)(link)-------
He could cry from happiness when he reaches the homestead. Nothing is burning, the people are alive, and everything is just as he remembers it being before Washington revealed his true colors. Were he anyone else, he might have even dropped to his knees and kissed the ground, so grateful he is for the lack of destruction and death. When he reaches the manor, the feeling grows tenfold. When he walks out the back door and sees Achilles it grows one hundred fold. Achilles is just sitting there, watching the sunset, and most likely unaware that Connor is even behind him, but it’s one of the best things he’s seen in years.
When he closes his eyes he can still see Achilles’ head on a spike, his body half burnt beneath it, and a note reading “give up your resistance” attached to it. It had been Washington’s first attempt at destroying his will to continue fighting and undoubtedly the most painful. It was also the first time Charles had displayed any real kindness towards him. Charles had only given his shoulder a somewhat comforting squeeze while Connor emptied his stomach of what few contents were in it, but it was ten times more than what he’d expected. Even more unexpected was the way he’d taken Achilles’s head down as gently as possible.
“I assume your return means Johnson is dead.”
Achilles isn’t facing him and it causes a spark of childish annoyance that even when he thinks he’s being discreet Achilles still manages to catch him. The annoyance makes him happy. He’d missed feeling that way.
“No. He retreated when we destroyed the tea.”
The words come naturally, exactly as they should in a conversation he’s already had and the rest of the conversation passes in much the same way. Better to change as little as possible, even in a conversation as unimportant as this one.
“Achilles…”
He pauses. He hadn’t done this the first time and he wonders if it’s going to be a problem that he’s doing it now, but remembering everything that had happened—that will happen if he and Charles can’t change things—it hardly seems harmful.
“What is it?”
“Would you mind some company?”
Achilles doesn’t answer verbally, only moving his cane from its place next to him to make room for Connor. Neither of them say much, mostly small talk here and there, but it’s comfortable and comforting and he wishes he had done this more often the first time before everything took a turn for the worst.
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It’s three days later that Connor goes to meet Charles.
He tells Achilles that he has business in Boston and the old man doesn’t press for specifics, for which Connor is grateful. It isn’t a rare thing that Connor would leave to go to the city on occasion, especially if he felt that there was some lead on the Templars to be found there, but the fact that he’s going to meet one of those Templars has Connor feeling paranoid. It would be difficult to explain to explain the sudden peace between them to Achilles and he doesn’t want to do it until it’s absolutely necessary. He doesn’t like lying, but he doubts Achilles would believe the truth, anyway.
The size of Charles’ estate catches him off guard. He’d forgotten that before everything went to hell Charles had been a fairly wealthy person and he takes a moment before knocking to just stare at the house. It’s larger than even the manor on the Homestead and compared to the meager headquarters they were forced to stay at in the future, it’s a castle. When he knocks it’s a servant that answers the door and he isn’t sure if he should say who he is or if he should just tell her that Charles should be expecting him. It’s possible that Charles’ servants in this time are Templars and if they are it’s possible that they would know him as an Assassin—an enemy.
In the end it doesn’t matter. Charles walks by and when he sees Connor he dismisses the servant and motions for Connor to follow. Both of them are silent until they reach Charles’ office and even then they don’t immediately say anything, opting instead for fucking against the doors the moment they’re closed.
“I assume your homestead and its residents are all alive and well.”
Connor nods, but doesn’t look up at Charles as he redoes the buttons of his coat. “I assume the same of your Templar brothers.”
The words come out sounding more resentful than he’d intended and the word “Templar” sounded absolutely venomous. It’s been so long since the topic of Templars and Assassins has come up that he’d forgotten his almost natural hatred for the former.
When Connor does look up Charles is frowning and not bothering to hide his annoyance.
“And I would like for them to stay that way. We have more important issues to deal with; you do not need to be killing off any of our allies.”
Connor opens his mouth to protest, has an angry look of indignation to go with it, but the words die in his throat before they’re ever actually formed. They aren’t his allies, he wants to say, but it would be a ridiculous argument. If anything, certain people within the Templars are more allies to him than even Charles himself is in this time—his father to name at least one, William Johnson who, as Charles has told him, genuinely did want to protect his people, even if it didn’t seem that way in the end. To deny that they’re allies would be to give Charles the label of “enemy” once again and that was something he’d rather not do.
Charles grabs his arm and he’s not sure if the gesture is supposed to be comforting or if it’s only a way of getting his attention. Either way, it does more of the second than the first and Connor remains silent while Charles speaks.
“As much as I would love to argue with you over this, we do not have the time. The Templars are not your enemies. So long as you do not hunt them, they will not hunt you. I will make sure of that.”
He pauses, maybe to collect his thoughts, maybe to allow Connor a chance to say something if he has anything to say, but Connor is too busy being irritated to respond. He knows the Templars aren’t his real enemies anymore, but being back in this time and thinking of everything that had happened—it’s easy to get swept up in the emotions he once felt validated in feeling.
“We must not allow ourselves to get caught up with the events of the past. Obviously we will not be able to change our past actions too drastically unless we wish to draw attention to ourselves, but certain things will have to change if we wish to tip the scales in our favor.”
Connor nods and tries to think of the things that would have to change to make the future better than it is. “What changes did you have in mind?”
“You will not kill any of my Brothers, for one. If your desire to do so is too strong for you to ignore, you may rid the world of Hickey, but do attempt to control yourself.”
Connor smirks slightly and snorts in place of laughing. The world would not suffer from the loss of a man like Hickey. He isn’t surprised that he’s the one exception Charles will allow him to make.
“And the things that cannot change?”
“Our public relationship.”
Connor stiffens at that and his expression hardens slightly.
“What?”
Charles rolls his eyes as though the reasoning should be obvious. Maybe it should be, but it isn’t in Connor’s mind. If the Templars are no longer his enemy, why should he act as though Charles is? He glares, clearly unhappy with this. There must be some way to avoid having to act as though he wants to kill Charles. When Connor doesn’t answer, Charles’ expression relaxes into something less annoyed and more exhausted. Charles kisses him, pressing him against the door once again and with so little space between them, Connor can feel himself getting hard all over again.
“You hated me more than anyone in this time. It would be quite a drastic change for you to suddenly act neutrally towards me and not something that would go without notice. I am no more a fan of this than you are, but it is necessary to do things we may not like if we wish to make the future better. How we must act in the presence of others will not change how we act while we are alone, I swear.”
Charles kisses him again, hard and possessive and enough to make Connor hate that they both redressed after their first round against the door. Apparently, that sentiment is shared.
“Come. My bed is cold enough as it is. It would be a shame for it to get any colder.”
Re: Fill: Time Changes Everything 2/?
(Anonymous) 2013-02-24 08:05 am (UTC)(link)Re: Fill: Time Changes Everything 2/?
(Anonymous) 2013-02-24 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Fill: Time Changes Everything 2/?
(Anonymous) 2013-02-26 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Fill: Time Changes Everything 2/?
(Anonymous) 2013-03-01 04:22 am (UTC)(link)fill anon
(Anonymous) 2013-03-01 04:24 am (UTC)(link)Re: Fill: Time Changes Everything 2/?
(Anonymous) 2013-03-12 07:07 am (UTC)(link)and fucking. Poor Hickey, to be cast off like that by Charles, unless they can make use of him somehow.I am dying to read Haytham's reaction to finding out he has a son
and his second in command is fucking himif he doesn't know already.Please update soon, writer!anon <3
fill anon
(Anonymous) 2013-03-12 07:16 am (UTC)(link)Re: fill anon
(Anonymous) 2013-03-12 07:20 am (UTC)(link)Heh, me too author!anon, but awesome, can't wait for the next part!
Re: fill anon
(Anonymous) 2013-03-12 10:29 am (UTC)(link)