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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 6
Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.6
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Fill: Hound of War 2/3, tw: bondage, submission, axphixiation
(Anonymous) 2013-10-07 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)At least, he hoped it wasn't sexual.
Everything from his waist up had been stripped off. While he was not ashamed of his body, it made him feel horribly exposed. Vulnerable.
Especially with the way Lee was looking at him. The man was leaning back, observing Ratonhnhaké:ton carefully, one leg swung over the other. There were dogs everywhere - not big ones, like he'd expected, but small fluffy things that were unexpectedly vicious. The black one was particularly ridiculous, it's fur shaved into a ruff, but something about it made Ratonhnhaké:ton wary. It was content being petted but there was a glint in it's beady onyx eyes that said otherwise.
He growled, unable to move his mouth around the muzzle to form words.
"That is quite enough," chided Lee, nudging Ratonhnhaké:ton with his foot.
Ratonhnhaké:ton grabbed it, trying to pull Lee off the seat, but it was too far away to clutch at anything larger than Lee's toes and they slipped before he could grip them. The slip chain was pulled cruelly, sparks pushing at the edges of Ratonhnhaké:ton's vision before it was released, and he struggled to breathe, sucking in air through his nose as fast as he could.
"I should have you castrated," mused Lee. "But that might take away your fire."
Ratonhnhaké:ton snapped his thighs together. There was no conceivable manner wherein he'd let Lee get that close. Yet Lee had the advantage - men, power, and a wicked disposition to violence.
His enemy noticed the movement with a slow smirk that stretched across his face. It quickly vanished as a rising temper stroked Lee's heart and mind.
"Can you even comprehend what you have done?" demanded Lee.
When Ratonhnhaké:ton didn't reply, Lee hissed, leaning forward to hook his fingers under Ratonhnhaké:ton's collar. They were cold, nails sharp enough to feel dangerous against the flesh of Ratonhnhaké:ton's throat - a fact which he now paid special attention to as they lightly scraped at the skin.
"You have doomed us."
In a fit of anger, Ratonhnhaké:ton jerked back to pull Charles down with him. The Templars were the ones that had doomed them. They had done nothing but regiment things that hadn't needed to be regimented, to destroy the lives of others for their own pursuits.
Lee fell on top of him; the dog that that had been on his lap had jumped and escaped from the brawl safely. Pain shot through his jaw as the muzzle was forced into his skin by the powerful blow Lee had dealt. Hands clasped his throat, above the collar, and began to crush his windpipes.
The world narrowed to the twisted, snarling face above Ratonhnhaké:ton, unaffected by the hands that sought to push him off. He tried to shake the Templar away, rolling and shoving at his chest. Strong thighs clenched at Ratonhnhaké:ton's hips, powerful from years of riding and work.
"That was a foolish thing to do. Then again, you have always been one for foolishness and impossible dreams," snapped Lee.
Pinned and fading, Ratonhnhaké:ton felt like he was four years old again. His chains rattled, pulled taut as he shoved again and again, when finally he was released, Lee standing over him like a pillar of sinew and fury. Even in the forest Ratonhnhaké:ton had not seen those eyes so bright with anger.
In his life, he'd seen a lot of men close to their breaking point and a good few more beyond that point but to stare up at Lee, Ratonhnhaké:ton understood the meaning of vitriolic passion. Lee had been transformed from one of his overeager puppies to a thirsty creature of vengeful wrath.
The experience left Ratonhnhaké:ton dazed, unable to comprehend Lee's hands unclipping his boots and belt, throwing them to the side before he worked on the buttons of the blue breeches underneath.
"I had been hoping you would behave," said Lee. "Clearly that is beyond your limited capability. I should have expected it, really, since you were bred and trained for war."
Dimly the motions of Lee's hands clicked and the haze of being strangled cleared from his head.
He keened and smashed his leg into Lee's gut. The response was another blow, the hand then coming to pull on the collar's buckle to tighten it.
"For the sake of the maids I was going to leave you covered, but you have not earnt that privilege."
Without a care for their continued use, Lee ripped the breeches off, leaving Ratonhnhaké:ton completely bare. He sat back, breathing heavily from the fight, and ran a hand through the remains of Ratonhnhaké:ton's glossy locks.
"Behave, war hound, and you will be humiliated, chained, but exercised and fed and clothed. Misbehave, and I have no qualms about throwing you into a bear cage," Lee threatened.
The hand in his hair was at odds with the words Lee was spilling. Ratonhnhaké:ton tried to swat at him yet found his arms yanked and pinned above him.
"Do not devalue yourself. Studs always fetch a good price."
Lee released him, disappearing with his horde of fluffy dogs, leaving Ratonhnhaké:ton sprawled on the ground until Lee had a desire to prod at his new pet once more.
Ratonhnhaké:ton closed his eyes.
This wasn't sexual.
It was much, much worse.
op again
(Anonymous) 2013-10-08 12:47 am (UTC)(link)Re: op again
(Anonymous) 2013-10-08 01:30 am (UTC)(link)Re: Fill: Hound of War 2/3, tw: bondage, submission, axphixiation
(Anonymous) 2013-10-13 07:28 am (UTC)(link)Re: Fill: Hound of War 2/3, tw: bondage, submission, axphixiation
(Anonymous) 2013-10-28 01:26 am (UTC)(link)http://25.media.tumblr.com/3da6bacab2242d96b38a6b4a0fb8caae/tumblr_mq8r1g5S4r1s3inuvo2_r1_400.jpg