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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 5

Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.5
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I cannot believe no one has requested this yet. I mean, seriously, this guy really seems to have a thing for choking people (or at least Connor) so how about a fic where he does it because he gets off on it? I don't care about who it's with, whether it's Haytham, Connor, Washington, or someone else (although I would prefer one of the first three), I just want Charles and some erotic asphyxiation. There doesn't even have to be story to go along with it. I just want porn.

OH MAAAN. I totally agree with the lack of Lee asphyxiation stories! SECONDED SO HARD

Oh jesus. Not promising anything, but you are very likely to get a Haytham fill.

random anon here to say YES please haytham!! it'll be hot as hell just having the story start out with Lee choking him omg... and then haytham blushing and struggling and reluctantly getting into it... ohh yess ~//~

And Lee talking dirty to him all the while while the smexy happens..... unff! <33

OP would be very happy with a Haytham fill. I love Haytham/Charles probably more than any AC3 pairing out there. I just love the idea of Charles doing this with Connor and Washington too, which is why I mentioned them.

First of all Yes. All the yes.

and second, Am I the only one who thought of the prison scene in sequence 8 where Charles has Connor pinned to a wall, his hand at his throat? cause for some reason with this fill in mind I can't help but think oh him getting turned on by it, demanding Hickey leave the cell and having his way with Connor.

You're not the only one, anon. That was pretty much the scene that inspired this prompt.

Have a short porny fill for Charles/Washington. I want fics about those two, but there is nothing and that is sad.

Charles doesn’t know why Washington comes to him for this. He just appears from time to time, especially when the day has been particularly difficult. He doesn’t ask for anything, but he doesn’t have to. Charles knows why he’s here.

For him, the thrill comes from how easily he could end the man’s life and yet how beautifully he submits to him. One day, when the timing is best for the Order, he will allow himself to squeeze every last breath out of Washington. He hopes the general’s most faithful followers will find his desecrated body, Washington having died an unseemly death, as far from a battlefield as possible.

But today is not that day.

Washington can never quite meet his eyes. Charles’ doesn’t mind: let the man wallow in his self-disgust if he feels the need to. It makes it easier to push him to the ground. He straddles Washington’s waist, making sure his weight pins him down, and gives him what he came for.

At first, he lets his fingers barely brush the skin. He enjoys watching the anticipation growing in his victim, his chest rising faster as he waits for a heavier touch. He then wraps his hands gently around the neck, the touch gentle enough to be mistaken for a lover’s. Washington tenses under him, torn between what he wants and what he should do, which is to push away the man who never really hid his hatred from him, even if the self-centered idiot doesn’t really understand the cause of his animosity. Charles knows Washington thinks he’s the one using Charles’ dislike of him to fulfill his sick desires. As if he would ever let himself be manipulated like this, even more so by Washington of all people.

When his hands have caressed Washington’s neck long enough for him to know the general is seconds away from either leaving or begging, he tightens his hold, slowly but with force, letting each digit dig into soft flesh. He makes sure his thumbs are well positioned to block any passing of air and stays steady against Washington’s instinctive attempts to dislodge him. He always struggles at first. Charles can hear the gasps dying as all air leaves him. When mind and body catches up to the situation, he calms down. It begins by an act of will and turns into necessity. Charles watches the euphoria the choking causes in Washington wipe away all the shame that he felt barely moments ago.

Washington is hard against his lower back. Charles grinds against him, knowing much more contact than this won’t be needed. Washington always arrives more than ready for pleasure, like he’s been waiting for too long before breaking and coming back to him. He continues the movement until he can see how close Washington is to the edge. At once, he tightens his fingers just a bit more, only as much as he believes he can without causing lasting damage, and frees him a second later. The first inspiration, deep and uneven, concurs with his orgasm, leaving Charles unable to tell if the body trembling under him is shaking in pleasure or pain. Similarly, the gasps he emits as he tries to get as much air as possible could also be moans or pleas.

The sight of Washington this defenceless and at his mercy hasn’t left him unaffected, and now that the general has gotten what he came for, it’s time for him to pay his due. Charles rises and stares at Washington until the man can compose himself somewhat. When dizziness seemingly left him, he kneels in front of Charles and unlaces his breeches. They never bothered with foreplay: tonight isn’t any different. Washington takes him in his mouth up to the root. Charles grabs his head and keeps him there until he’s once again gasping for air. He pushes out and starts fucking his mouth, uncaring of his enemy’s comfort. In this, Washington never opposes him anyway.

When he’s too close to the end, Charles tangles his hand in Washington’s hair and roughly pushes him away. He takes himself in hand and gives himself a few strokes, enough to reach completion all over Washington.

They would get along so much better if Washington always looked like he does now. Wet streaks covering his face and saliva running down his mouth, nobody could ignore what the man was doing a few seconds before. He’s still on his knees, his own breeches stained, but what really complete the tableau are Charles’ hands imprinted on his throat. Washington can wash away all other signs of their clandestine encounters, but this will still be there in a few days, undisputable proof that he submitted to someone else. He’ll absently rub the marks through his clothing when they see each others tomorrow. Charles will catch the gesture and give him such a smile that he will blush, the respected general, and will have to deal with mystified subordinates. Charles will leave him to this, and will wait until Washington breaks again. It’s only a question of time.

dfjsaldkns thank you so much anon! This is exactly what I wanted from a Charles/Washington fill! And I agree about the lack of Charles/Washington fic. I think they'd be such an interesting pair to write about and there's nothing about them. I might try my hand at it one day.

Glad you like it! And I agree with everything you say about this pairing. You should go for it.

That was so good... thank you for writing this! I like how you kept them really in-character, too.

Thanks! I'm happy to know I didn't butcher them too much.

I gotta admit, I had never thought about this pairing before, but damn it if submissive Washington isn't the most amazing thing ever. I also like that Washington himself enjoyed the whole thing just as much as Lee, enough to come just by it. I was afraid of reading this and it would be noncon (not a big fan of noncon), but this was superb. I find myself wanting more now. Good job anon!

Thank your for all the praises! If enough people are converted, we might get more.

Making it noncon didn't even occur to me because I find their relationship fascinating. While playing the game, I had the feeling that Washington didn't really mind Charles, a curious response to his hatred. I found this intriguing and wanted to play with it a little.

The Haytham anon from above here! Before I get on with the porn, here's some mandatory warnings because EA is dangerous even when performed perfectly. (It can cause irregular heartbeats, which often leads to cardiac arrests, which can be fatal) Among BDSM practitioners and experts, opinions vary on whether EA is worth the health risks. Many agree that EA is far too dangerous to practice alone.

TL;DR Do your research very thoroughly before trying new kinks! Please don't accidentally commit suicide! (The first recorded death from EA occurred in the UK in 1718, I'm not being paranoid!)

Haytham's pulse races beneath Charles' fingers. Charles' lips curl upwards, and he's not sure if he's wearing a smile or a threat.

"Bastard," Charles hisses, and Haytham's half-lidded eyes meet his own, his arms still bound above his head. His long hair is dishevelled, and in all honesty the man looks broken.

He isn't, of course. He hasn't tried to say anything (the warning sign), nor has he kicked or tried to turn his head away (the signs to stop immediately). They've both killed men with their bare hands, they know exactly what the limits of the human body are. That doesn't stop Charles from worrying, though.

Charles applies a little more pressure, grinds his hips, his cock against Haytham's own. Haytham gasps and arches, and Charles takes his time… well, as much as he can, under the circumstances. It isn't often he gets to control how much pleasure Haytham gets, and the broken moans and desperate sobs that fall from Haytham's mouth send shivers down Charles' spine. The shivers that make him ache for more attention, that make the friction he allows Haytham that much more sensual.

"You deserve this," Charles snarls, and he means it. Truly, Haytham deserves everything he asks of Charles and more. He deserves every moment of bliss Charles can deliver, and those he cannot. He deserves to be worshipped and adored and he deserves nothing less than absolute submission, or domination when he needs it.

It occurs to Charles that he could kill Haytham if he wanted to. He would never do it of course, he would rather kill himself than the perfect man beneath him (whose pulse is throbbing harder and faster beneath Charles' hands). He has the power of life and death in his hands, literally. He could squeeze a little harder, and watch Haytham's body twitch and jerk in deprivation before becoming a lifeless shell, and Haytham would not stop him. Would not realise what is happening, not until too late, when he could not stop Charles.

And why does he hold Haytham's life him his hands? Because he is trusted. This session, as conflicted as Charles feels about it, is proof that Haytham loves him just as much as Charles adores Haytham.

Haytham's breathing is shallow and frantic, his face flushing red with the lack of air. Charles estimates he's got about a minute and a half to make Haytham orgasm before he loses consciousness. It's not going to take very long for that to happen, though: Haytham is unusually sensitive today, though whether that is due to the lack of oxygen or the time it has been since their last tryst, Charles doesn't know.

What he does know, however, is that he will never ever tire of seeing Haytham come, feeling his body tighten and loosen beneath him, the sensation of semen splashing his skin. As soon as Haytham is sated, Charles removes his fingers from Haytham's throat, and unbinds his wrists. Haytham gasps and wheezes, trying to catch his breath. Charles grabs clean cloths to wipe Haytham's seed from them both, to remove the oil from Haytham's skin.

There are a few vials of ointment on the bedside table, and Charles smears one over the red marks from the bindings, and he gently rubs the other into Haytham's throat with gentle fingertips. As soon as he has caught his breath, Haytham gives Charles a tired smile, and levers himself into a sitting position.

"Thank you," he says, voice rough. He's still breathing heavily, but his face has regained its usual colour, more or less. He gives a meaningful glance to Charles' cock, still painfully erect. "Shall I?"

"I can take care of it myself, sir," Charles murmurs, tracing the marks on Haytham's wrists.

Haytham just laughs in response, sounding breathless for a moment. He leans forward suddenly, and curls his hand around Charles' flesh, tugging and stroking delightfully as he ravishes Charles' mouth with his lips and teeth and tongue. Charles lets him, it's Haytham's way of thanking him for agreeing to this, for proving himself to be worthy of his trust.

When he comes, it's with Haytham's smile on his lips.

In the morning, he takes one look at the ugly bruises colouring Haytham's neck and wrists, and apologises profusely, even though a part of him is thrilled that there's something physical to show Haytham's trust in him.

"I'm so sorry," he murmurs, hand hovering over the skin. Haytham bats his hand away.

"Don't be," he replies, and kisses Charles kindly.

Random haytham anon from above as well! Oh my GOOOOOD this was amazing! I really like how Charles is so caring and loving and Haytham lets him do whatever because he has complete trust in Charles omg yesss

When Charles rubs the ointment into Haytham afterwards, and the ending make this story just so cute and sweet! I love it <33

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