Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 6

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Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.6
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Fill: Desperation [6/?]

[(Anonymous)]

Okay, so, I swear there’s a good reason to my lateness. I’m not used to writing fluffy smut. Nope, not at all. I can write super-possessive smut, obsessive-bordering-non-con smut, actual non-con smut, rough smut, but fluffy sweet smut? Never tried it… (I also have a couple of essays/research papers to write, but… well…)

I hope this is good enough…

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As soon as the words were out of Ezio’s mouth, La Volpe stiffened in surprise. He turned, slowly, and carefully studied Ezio for a moment, not daring to breathe. His control was close to snapping, his inner beast rising to the surface.

Ezio was panting softly, looking distressed, but determined. He held his gaze for a while, but when La Volpe didn’t answer, he let go and lowered his gaze.

“What are you saying, Ezio? I don’t want to take advantage of you,” La Volpe bit out, trying to breathe as little as was possible. His beast was slamming itself against the iron walls in his mind, trying to break through. But La Volpe respected Ezio too much to let it free.

“You won’t be,” Ezio immediately replied, head snapping up to glare at him. And there was the Ezio he knew, determined and strong against all odds. He could still scent the apprehension in the air, but Ezio had managed to push it back. “I know I won’t be able to bear this heat alone, La Volpe. I need you.” Ezio was practically begging by now, but what really destroyed the last barrier was when Ezio shifted expression into something much more seductive and smiled, tugging one side of his shirt past a shoulder.

The walls came crashing down and La Volpe pounced.

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Ezio was too far gone to protest when a heavy body pressed him down into the mattress. The heat inside him had been steadily rising, growing to a crescendo. He could barely think, it happened too fast. It overwhelmed him suddenly, and he didn’t have to presence of mind for intelligent thought beyond what could get that Alpha – La Volpe – to get the hell over here and fuck him.

(In some small, forgotten, rational part of his mind, guilt and terror battled for ground)

The kiss was surprisingly chaste, a mere brush of lips on lips. La Volpe pulled away slightly, hands sliding down Ezio’s arms to rest on his wrists. His face was twisted between lust and guilt and he seemed to fight with his urges for a moment before lust won out. “I’m sorry.”

And then he was everywhere, teeth nipping at Ezio’s bared neck, fingers caressing Ezio’s toned stomach and chest and pushing his shirt out of the way. Ezio hummed as the touch left trails of fire in its wake. It burned, but it burned so good, soothingly. He wanted more. He was hard and flushed, and every brush of robes against his heated skin made the flames jump higher.

But then his breath caught and an embarrassing moan fell from his lips as those fingers caught his nipple on the way up. La Volpe stilled above him, hands coming to a stop at his sides. Then, those fingers made their way back, and a rough thumb rubbed at the stiff pink nubs on his chest. “Ah… ah…” he bit his lip, feeling his blood rush and shivers run through his body. It was like he had been struck by lightning, in a way that made him arch up into the touch for more.

And then Volpe’s mouth was kissing down his chest and… and… “Mio Dio!”

Warm, wet heat closed itself around the sensitive flesh as its twin was squeezed between two fingers and twisted. Ezio dissolved into incoherent cries as Volpe continued to nip and twist, whole body trembling and hypersensitive. It was almost torturous, this pleasure. Intense, but not nearly enough to bring him relief. He could feel slick dripping from him as the stimulation continued.

Tears gathered in his eyes; it was too much. This heat was too much. His hands rose and fisted themselves into sheets above his head as he panted for breath.

He twisted weakly and squirmed, tears running down his cheeks as the older man showed no sign of stopping the gentle, but all too overwhelming assault. It was only when Ezio’s mouth opened in soft pleas of “Please stop! Please… more” that Volpe looked up and drew away, leaving his nipples swollen and red and glistening with saliva.

The alpha gentled him with comforting words and noises, pressing a gentle kiss to Ezio’s forehead and rubbing his side in comfort. His tears were licked away by a deft tongue, and Ezio was boneless again when fingers rubbed that strange spot on his wrists, light like he could just float away.

Before he could though, he yelped as teeth bit into the junction between his neck and shoulder, hard enough to bruise, but not to break skin. The pain was accompanied by a strange sense of pleasure that sparked in his viens. A tongue soothed the spot not long after as if in apology. Teeth continued to nip at his bared neck, worrying the skin there and surely leaving possessive marks behind.

Something warm swelled in the omega and he tilted his head back, giving the thief more access. It felt good to be claimed, to be wanted.

He felt the alpha’s hands on his hips, tugging at his breeches and he eagerly complied with the silent demand, lifting his hips up. It was then he realized that some time ago, Volpe had also undressed, wearing nothing but his breeches that hung low on his hips.

Ezio felt saliva pool in his mouth and he swallowed thickly, transfixed by the bulge there. Before he knew what he was doing, he had flipped them around, hands reaching for the edge of Volpe’s breeches. The alpha seemed startled by the sudden change in position, but beyond a surprised growl, made no move to stop Ezio, so the omega took that as permission.

Inexperienced hands pulled out the alpha’s erection from within its confines and the musky scent drew him in. He lapped at the pearly precome beading at the head hungrily before taking the head into his mouth and sucking lightly. The pleased groan made Ezio’s heart swell in pleasure at pleasing his alpha, and his body burned with arousal at the taste of his alpha’s sex.

He reached back, fingers reaching for his own dripping hole to relieve some of the heat that was building, but foreign hands beat him there. He moaned at the feeling of his alpha’s fingers rubbing at his hole, slicking themselves up with Ezio’s slick.

The assassin whined desperately around the cock in his mouth, clenching uselessly in an attempt to urge the alpha onwards. He needed it so badly. It burned and the touch to his rim just made it worse. It felt good, but it also made him feel so empty. He needed something inside him, anything.

He opened his teary eyes and looked up at the alpha pleadingly, begging with his gaze for the other to give him something. Anything to sooth the burn.

OP here

[(Anonymous)]

Nonsense! I loved the comforting and warring feelings! You're awesome, don't worry about it being late, paper's are a bitch! I can't wait for the next one!

OP here

[(Anonymous)]

It was awesome! Don't worry about being late, I totally understand. Can't wait for the next one!