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Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.5
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Farewell, Stars Part 4/?

[(Anonymous)]

To be quite honest, after the initial shock and slight screaming, Desmond liked his new wings. They were tan in color, almost like his own skin, and were tipped with a light gold. When they finally got outside and past the crowd who wanted to touch the feathers (he even pulled a few out for the kids, watching them run along and wave their treasures in the air), his father pulled out a video camera and a notepad.

"What're we doing?" was Desmond's first question as Bill set up the camera and Shaun sat on the ground, turning on a laptop.

"Teaching you to fly," Shaun replied, not looking up at him as he tapped away. "If I'm right, the reason your ancestors lived past their change, despite the dangers of such radical metamorphosis, it's because they were able to harness their new powers or whatever. When we brought you here, we all had to wear radiation suits because you were too dangerous to approach. The same most likely happened to them, too."

Desmond looked to Rebecca, standing next to him. "I was sick for a week when we came here, man."

The bartender sighed, wings folding against him dejectedly. Rebecca took notice and scratched one, causing him to groan with pleasure and lean into her. "Whoa, boy!" she laughed as he nearly fell on top of her. "We should work on that balance, first!"

The group shared a small laugh, Desmond's feathers ruffling as he did so, before silence grew over them. While his father fumbled of the camera and Shaun looked at what he suspected to be historical porn, Rebecca pulled a brush from the bag that Bill had brought and began to smooth out his wings.

Once again, Desmond was drowning in bliss, but this time he was able to keep his balance. This went on for a while until his father's voice interrupted his pleasure.

"The wings seem to be a point of stimulation," Bill spoke into the seperate microphone, aiming the camera lower. "Obviously sexual, if performed long enough. Would suggest only brief touches."

Desmond looked down and jumped as he saw his pants growing tight with a half hard erection. With his cheeks burning furiously, he put his hands in front of his crotch, which were followed by his wings.

"Strange," Bill whispered in the mic as Shaun and Rebecca laughed themselves to tears. "The movements of the new appendages seem to follow that of Desmond's moves and emotions. Like now, they are covering his body while he uses his hands to cover his crotch, and the feathers are puffed out, as if trying to appear larger."

"Can we get on with this already?" Desmond shouted to his father, shifting from foot to foot. His father nodded and looked to Shaun, who began to read out instructions on how to fly.

"Okay, spread out your wings!" he called. "No, more. More than that. All the way out, Desmond. yes, like that. Do you feel the wind? Where? In your feathers, dumbass! Don't laugh, Rebecca, this is not funny. Okay, what you're going to do is- damn it, would you stop making face at the camera and pay attention? Great. Now, what you want to do is flap your wings and try to glive on the wind. Move your wings up and flap if you want to go higher and shift them down to go lower. But not too low or high, Icarus, wouldn't want you getting fried to a crisp or chewed up by a helicopter. Stop laughing and do what I said!"

After a few more minutes and some falls, Desmond was able to lift himself off the ground by several feet. He was feeling quite confident and, thanks to Rebecca's cheering, decide to try his hand at actual flying.

He landed once again and prepared his body to jump (it seemed almost natural to be in such position), wings flapping against the wind roaring in his ears. The cheers and other noises ceased, replaced by concerned stares.

Rebecca screamed Desmond's name when he took off, flying smoothly across the sky, hovering over the cornfields. A crowd gathered outside to watch him, encouraging him to do flips and other tricks he could think of.

It went on like this for a little while, until Desmond got tired and decided to land. He tried what Shaun said and angled his entire body downwards, wings instinctively folding. The crowd cheered and he screamed a "woo hoo" in reply, as the ground rushed towards him.

He tried unfolding his wings to slow down, but the right one refused to do as it was told. Shifting his body slightly, Desmond forced the wing open and crashed. Pain errupted through the left appendage, causing him to scream.

All he saw when he landed were the brown feet of a young boy before him.

***

"Promise you're not gonna scream again?"

"Cross my heart and hope to die." She even did the motions that went along. God, she was a dork.

Desmond leaned forward from the chair and cautiously spread his new wings out for his girlfriend. Lucy stared with wonder instead of fear, which made him less nervous. The wings responded to that feeling and stretched out to full length, brushing the walls. Lucy squealed and put a hand over her mouth.

"Wanna touch 'em?" he offered with a smile.

Lucy moved her hand from her mouth and whispered, "Are you sure?"

"Hell yeah! Now get over here, beautiful. The boys want to meet you."

She laughed at that (the laugh that made his heart skip a beat) and moved forward, arm outstretched. When her fingers touched the feathers, she pulled away, looking at him to see if he was hurt. Desmond rolled his eyes at her and waved for her to go on. She tried again, this time her touch lingering until it became a scratch. Desmond moaned and thrumped his other wing against a bookcase.

"Well!" Lucy giggled. "Looks like someone's enjoying this!"

Damn right, he was. His pants were unbearably tight around his cock, straining to break free. Lucy scratched harder and Desmond gasped, sticking a hand down his pants to relieve the agonizing heat that had welled between his thighs.

"Hey, don't forget about me, big bird," Lucy chuckled, gripping the edge of his wing.

"Wh-what are you-" Desmond cut himself off with a blood curdling scream as his appendage was torn from his body, the blood leaving his body quickly and pouring onto his girlfriend.

Lucy laughed and laughed as he screamed and screamed.

Re: Farewell, Stars Part 4/?

[(Anonymous)]

OP is here and screaming, running around, generally making a nuisance of herself. I have to calm myself down, but it's a bit difficult when I'm really over-excited. HOLY CRAP THIS IS AMAZING, YES, YES, YES! Thank you so much for writing a second fill. AND WITH DESMOND, TOO! *squishes Desmond's cheeks* I like that all three ancestors also had wings. It makes me happy. And this is just...yes. I don't think I'm making much sense anymore, so I'm going to shut up. (But one more thing: I adore your Rebecca. And your Lucy. And - yeah, I adore everything.)

Actually, I was the one that started the other fill. ;D I liked the idea too much to let it go.

Re: Farewell, Stars Part 4/?

[(Anonymous)]

I know that, but I had so much trouble trying to post it that i accidentally left out that fact. BTW I AM ALSO SCREAMING AAAAAAAAAAAA I CANT BELIEVE YOU LIKE IT OMFG THANK YOU SO MUCH *SQUEESHES UR CHEEKS*