Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 6

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Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.6
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Fill: The next step 7/?

[(Anonymous)]

Desmond groaned as Shaun removed his fingers but he cut himself off from making further noises of protests when Shaun loomed over. With one hand braced by Desmond’s head and the other on his thigh, Desmond couldn’t stop his breath catching in his throat at the sheer look of intense emotions in Shaun’s eyes. “Are you sure?” Shaun panted. Desmond licked his lips, and he watched as Shaun’s eyes zeroed in on them. Grinning in the dark, Desmond hitched his legs onto Shaun’s hips, drawing him closer so that his length slipped firmly between his spread cheeks.

Shaun couldn’t stop the answering smirk as he took his own length in hand and lined himself up. Keeping their eyes locked on each other, Shaun gently levered himself down to capture their joint moans in a kiss as he slowly slid home. Desmond’s legs quivered as he pulled Shaun closer still, making sure he was as deep as he could possibly go in their current position.

Breaking the kiss and gasping for air, Shaun remained stock still, his arms shaking slightly as he supported himself above Desmond, giving them both time to adjust. Desmond let out a breath before gently flexing his own hips and tightening his legs around Shaun. Shaun, taking his cue, began to give shallow thrusts into Desmond’s welcoming body.
Time seemed to slow down as Desmond and Shaun rocked together in languid movements. There was no rush to their movements. It wasn’t about a means to an end. It was so much more.

Desmond’s arms moved to cling to Shaun’s back, fingers digging into deceptively strong shoulder muscles as they moved together. The rhythm never faltered, and soon their heaving breaths turned into deep moans and occasional curses and names. At one point, Desmond pointedly rolled them over and took control, riding Shaun slowly as he grabbed Desmond’s hips to steady and guide him.

They continued on, arching against each other in the dark, sweat clinging to their bodies in the heat they built up in the small room. Desmond wasn’t sure if his eyes were stinging from sweat or tears, but he didn’t care. Nothing mattered but the man under him whose own eyes seemed to be glistening just as suspiciously in the dark.