Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed

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Assassin's Creed Kink Meme
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✠ Comment anonymously with a character/pairing and a kink/prompt.

✠ Comment is filled by another anonymous with fanfiction/art/or any other appropriate medium.

✠ One request per post, but fill the request as much as you want.

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#2 (Livejournal) Archive
(Delicious.com) Archive
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Part 2
Part 3
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Comments

Re: Need for Guard(s)xLeonardo

[(Anonymous)]

YES.

Hm ... I'm guessing that there's a certain degree, even slight, noncon? Like, Leo has to do it in order to not get his ass persecuted, or whatever?

Re: This meme needs more hetero incest

[(Anonymous)]

SI. SI. SI.

I could just envision Federico letting HER take action (what, position, WHAT?)
Hehehehe.

Looks like Fed is gonna be doing more beat-ups than Ezio. LOL

Re: Assist the Citizen (Leonardo)

[(Anonymous)]

OP ANON IS VERY HAPPY AND GRATEFUL AND CAN'T WAIT TO SEE IT FINISHED! *humps leg*

anon can have my first-born child

[(Anonymous)]

OMG ANON, I HAVE TO GO HELP PREPARE DINNER AND THEN WASH THE DISHES AND A BUNCH OF OTHER CHORES BUT I AM LEAVING THIS WINDOW OPEN SO I CAN READ IT AND SAVOR IT AFTERWARDS THANK YOU SO MUCH MORE COHERENT REPLY LATER YESSSSS

[(Anonymous)]

JIZZ JIZZ JIZZ
JIZZJIZZJIZZYJIZZYJIZZ

[(Anonymous)]

Artfag here is dying of cute 8C stop making me want to draw more.

That and, with regards to the previous comments about my art, I couldn't see Leo without his little hat XD

Re: anon can have my first-born child

[(Anonymous)]

Just finished reading, I agree with the comment below, the cute factor is overwhelming! They're in prison, but these are just the most adorable scenes ever! *mind blown* Totally worth the wait (and we didn't even have to wait that long!) Thank you so much writer!anon, looking forward to the next parts!

okay

[(Anonymous)]

Jizz *1/2*

It was a secret fantasy of his, something he did often with courtesans, but never with the more well-bred women, and definitely not with Leonardo. Their relationship (if it can be called that) was still relatively young, fragile -- darker fantasies had no place in it, and though Leonardo was often amiable to anything Ezio asked of him in the bedroom, he, himself, never initiated anything past a hungry kiss.

Now, with Leonardo kneeling before him, his length buried deep in the older man's tight throat, the artist wearing little else than his white tunic spattered discordantly with paint and dirt...images of the little fantasy he'd been harboring for weeks surfaced once again, and an in-drawn hiss escaped his throat.

Leonardo paused in his ministrations, his eyes meeting Ezio's in an inquiring gaze. The last thing Ezio wanted him to do was stop, so he carded his hand consolingly across the blond hair. "I am close," he said, in a breathless whisper.

Leonardo's gaze darkened. It seemed his lover had no intentions of ending things quickly -- he drew back, keeping the head of Ezio's member in his mouth, his hands occupied with pumping most of the length.

Ezio toyed with the idea of asking, maybe suggesting it after Leonardo was sated and had had his turn -- but no, it was too early. At the least, it would make things awkward, at the most -- it might chase the artist away. Even a few courtesans shied away from such activity, something that quite frankly puzzled the assassin. Ezio thought it was nothing to some of the perversions he'd seen and heard of from other men.

But there was something about Leonardo's state at the moment -- his normally straight-edged hair messily parted at the wrong angle and stuck to his face and neck, his dirty shirt, and the way moisture clung to his lips and eyelashes...even the tiny freckles that dotted his nose and cheeks (often imperceptible, but stark when his face was flushed, as it was now) -- that kept whispering to Ezio to just release, consequences be damned, it would all be worth it in the end.

He clenched his fists tightly at his side and in Leonardo's hair, breathing deep, staving off what his body was desperately craving for. When he thought he had enough control to make the moment last a little longer, he looked down, and that was his undoing.

Leonardo, who was suckling languidly on the head of his shaft, had drawn back, hands still pumping the base, but his lips moving across the tip to plant small kisses on the heated skin. Copious precome hung from the slit and painted his lower lip. The artist's clear, blue eyes -- so bright, even in this darkened room -- was focused intently on the cock in front of his face. He caught a long trail of white with the tip of his tongue, followed it to its source, and then dipped searchingly into the weeping slit.

Ezio felt his release a split-second before it snuck up on both of them. There was no time for a warning -- the first jet landed squarely across Leonardo's tongue and upper lip. It drew an alarmed cry from the unprepared artist, his skilled hands abandoning their grip in an involuntary motion to shield his face. Ezio growled and tightened his hold on the man's hair, his own hand continuing to pump his shaft while he stepped closer and quickly crowded the older man so that the latter's hands wouldn't impede. He used his hold on the blond strands to steer that beautiful face into position -- the next two streams landed on a hastily closed eye and the bridge of his nose. The last one decorated a flushed, clear forehead.

Jizz *2/2*

[(Anonymous)]

He kept his fists tight on both Leonardo's hair and his cock while he rode out the remainder of his climax. Leonardo's eyes were closed, his mouth half-open and panting, the deep flush on his face an amazing contrast to the white streaks that sullied his face. Ezio lazily pumped his softening shaft while keeping the tip above that open mouth, spilling the remaining drops of his come on pink lips and a red tongue.

He stroked and tapped the tip across those glistening, shapely lips -- nothing more would come out. With a deep, satisfied sigh, his grip on Leonardo's head eased, but didn't completely let go. He took a step back, his eyes taking in the older man's state. Blue eyes hesitantly tried blink, but couldn't open fully from underneath the sticky emissions, while his throat worked to swallow what his tongue could lick off from his teeth and lips. His hands jerked upward, moving to wipe his face--

"Wait, wait," Ezio said in a rush, while he knelt in front of his lover, "let me look at you."

"Ezio, I cannot see--" But Ezio batted away Leonardo's hands and then placed both palms on either side of the older man's face, memorizing the sight. He knew, with little doubt, that Leonardo would one day ruin him for other women. For him, reality rarely lived up to his sexual fantasies, but he would walk away tonight completely sated and with a new, fresh memory to keep him occupied during the nights when he needed release, and a body to warm his bed was too much of a risk.

"Mi dispiace," he murmured, as he reluctantly let Leonardo pull back.

The artist wiped his face with the sleeve of his tunic. He laughed at Ezio's apology, the sound easing some of the assassin's guilt. "You do not sound very sorry."

Ezio gave him a playful smirk. "No, I suppose not. You have no idea how amazing you looked just then." He scooted closer to the older man, his hand stroking up a pale thigh and cupping his still-excited, bared flesh. "Now," he breathed against the smiling mouth, "what shall we do with this, hm?"

*end*

Re: Fade [19b/?]

[(Anonymous)]

Fingers itching and heart heavy, the cold and sparse hideout only amplified the feelings of emptiness. There was no laughter and loud rock music blaring from the computers next to his, no immature pranks or traps set in his room, no sounds of boiling tea from a kettle over the stove. Every corner was spotless from his obsessive cleaning bouts, but also gray, detached, unfamiliar. He found himself pacing, trekking through the entire building every night, stopping to bring up memories of past events at particular rooms and corners, before saying goodbye to each one of them. Things would never be the same- not after what he’d done.

the best part EVER!

[(Anonymous)]

I've notices a startling lack of Malik/Ezio here. Can anon get some time bending smutt here?

Re: disabled!Leonardo

[(Anonymous)]

I AM SO LOVING THIS SHIT! I'M GONNA DO IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[(Anonymous)]

OMNOM

YESSSSSS

Sombody PPLLLLLZZZ do this!

Re: idk. just this

[(Anonymous)]

YESH!
My gawd!
This has to be written! For real!

Re: Wow first time here, not sure why it took me so long to find this but...

[(Anonymous)]

I want something fuzzy AND sexy, so I second this with the power of Leonardo's man-hug!

[(Anonymous)]

Does it have to really be time-travel, or just plain smutteh delicioso?

(I is so deprived of ideas, though I need moar of this pairing).

OP says...

[(Anonymous)]

Thank you, kind anon! I'll be eagerly waiting! :D

Angst and Tragic Altair x Ezio

[(Anonymous)]

Altair (who became almost an immortal due to the Apple's powers) met and fell in love with the beautiful Florentine youth, Ezio. Ezio loved him back and one night gave himself to Altair, making love aboard a gondola. Not knowing this would be their last time together.
Next morning, Ezio and his family were jailed unjustly. Altair came to the rescue, but the rest of Ezio's family were executed.
Ezio had gone missing, Altair searched for him and found him a dungeoun in Forli. Sold and made a sex slave and abused severely.
Whipmarks and were all over Ezio's battered body. Inside his thigh was a burned mark claiming him as a slave and a property of the Templar noble who bought him. Fought with severe fever and bleeding, a weakened Ezio died in Altair arms. Apparently he wanted to see Altair, hence he tried to survive his injuries. His last words to Altair, "My heart and soul belongs to you, Altair. I love you".
There its quite a tearfic, OP request a heartfelt lovin (smutty love scene) between this two before the tragedy. OP wants to cry for Altair for losing his beloved Ezio. *sniffles*

Re: Angst and Tragic Altair x Ezio

[(Anonymous)]

OH SHITE

MATE, THIS IS SO TRAGIC THAT I'M BURNING

SOMEONE DO THISSSS!!!!

(Or I will :D)

Op here

[(Anonymous)]

Whatevere Writer!Anon wants. Seriously as long as it's them I don't care.

Re: Angst and Tragic Altair x Ezio

[(Anonymous)]

I'm not the OP, but go for it Anon. Indeed this plot is so heavy in angst. Never read a crying in angst Altair either. XD

Re: rlly srs fucking bsns ppl! srsly!

[(Anonymous)]

OH GOTT!!! I DIED!!
The internets. You win them. I can't breathe.

((And captcha is speaking Italian. The hell?!))

Re: rlly srs fucking bsns ppl! srsly!

[(Anonymous)]

writefag is happy you liked it

Ezio says he thinks he has room for the Vatican too.

Re: lmao I fucking love you

[(Anonymous)]

writeanon says to be careful you might cause friction burns

Re: drop it lowwww

[(Anonymous)]

HOMINAHOMINASHITWTF!!!!!!!

I'M GONNA GO FOR IT!!!!!!!!!

(Though I might rAEp the ficcue too much)
XD