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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt.2
Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.2
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Re: Fill! Blood Ties [1/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-12-06 12:55 am (UTC)(link)June, 1501: Roma
Easily maneuvering so that he crouched along the wooden beam that jutted out beneath the barred window of the Castello, Ezio’s ears pricked up the familiar sound of that bastardo’s voice.
Cesare Borgia.
Snapping his wrist, he instinctively flicked out his hidden blade. Only a few more feet to the top of the stronghold and his infiltration would be complete. Of course, Caterina’s rescue was priority. But he would also relish sinking his father’s blade into that fucking Templar’s neck. Ideally, such would happen tonight…
“And you, Lucrezia, shall be my queen, to rule all of Italia by my side.”
Queen? Ezio thought to himself. Niccolò’s voice ringing in his head, he easily remembered the younger man’s stringent reconnaissance; Lucrezia was Cesare’s sister. His full-blooded sister, by Rodrigo Borgia’s favored mistress, Vannozza dei Cattanei. She’d bore the Pope all four of his bastards.
You are forever mine, above all…
As it should be, brother.
Hands gripping the iron bars of the window, Ezio grit his teeth, eyes narrowing at the sight of Cesare and Lucrezia as they stroked and pet each other in their lover’s embrace. Without warning, Cesare captured his sister’s mouth in a possessive kiss that left her breathless. Her moan of satisfaction as she ground her hips into his in return was unmistakable. Especially as she ran a hand through his raven locks, her other yanking him closer by the collar of his doublet, beneath his armor.
But Ezio did not shudder in discomfort or disgust at sight. For it’d been far too long since he’d seen his dear, dear sister…
December, 1476: Firenze
“I absolutely cannot believe you’d be so stupid to pick a fight with the Pazzi!” Claudia nearly screeched, even as she gently re-cleaned the fresh wound over his lip. Standing over him, she snatched his chin in one hand, forcing him to look upward. Dipping a cloth into the basin of clean, herb-infused water next to her bed, she rolled her eyes as he shrugged.
“With that reaction, one would think you’re fucking him-”
“Ezio!,” she gagged before soundly smacking him on the shoulder, “EWWW!” Seeing him visibly flinch as she connected, she graced him with a satisfied, if somewhat vicious grin as she went back to tending to him.
“Come now, piccina,” he smirked before grimacing at the flash of pain that tore through his lip at his expression, “I’m not the one about to scream the house down over a light scrape.”
“You’re going to bear this scar for the rest of your life, you just come and see,” she swatted his hand away from where he tied to extract himself from her grip, “And It’ll serve you right!”
“Cristina thought it made me look quite dashing last night, I’ll have you know,” he languidly retorted.
“Cristina is distracted by anything bright and shiny,” Claudia curled her lip with disdain, “Not to mention, she stupider than a bag of…hammers. I swear, listening to her prattle on and on at Signore Medici’s dinner party last week, I damn near sliced my own wrists open with a dinner knife, just to escape. Now, ever since you’ve been fucking her,” she smacked him on the shoulder again, “She thinks she’s a right to talking my god-damned ear off!”
“Jealous much?” Ezio chuckled. However he arched a brow as Claudia nudged his knees apart with a solid bump of her shapely hips. As she stepped in between them to get a better angle for applying the salve to his face, he found his gaze lingering on the low-cut neck of her sleeping gown. It barely covered her full breasts, the material expensive and gossamer-thin. Spun of the finest linen this side of the Adriatic, he immediately found her form was barely hidden from sight beneath it.
Despite that Claudia was two years younger than him, she’d obviously matured to womanhood. Quite a few of her friends were already engaged, a handful even married. Two already bore children.
Re: Fill! Blood Ties [2/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-12-06 01:03 am (UTC)(link)“So you do think she’s comely!” he teased, even as he wiped his increasingly sweaty hands along his pants. Rosewater, he hazily thought, the scent wafting around him as she tossed her unbound locks behind her shoulder for what seemed the hundredth time, She smells of rosewater…
“If you’re into that common sort of beauty,” Claudia shrugged before a pleased smile came to her face, “Si. Now, stop moving or it’ll hurt even more.”
“You’re not exactly gentle,” he grimaced as she nearly slapped some of the salve over his skin.
“It’s too fucking early in the morning for you childish little insults,” Claudia stifled a yawn, pausing for a bit, “Though I’m glad you got your comeuppance at Father catching you poor attempts at sneaking back in.”
It was still early in the morning, the sun barely cresting the horizon. So she’d yet to be dressed by any of the servants. In fact, the only reason she was awake was due him pounding on the door to her room; her nimble hands seemed to made for patching his constant litany of scratches and scrapes, which were mostly the result of either getting too cocky along the rooftops, or getting into fisticuffs with anyone who dared slander the family name.
“There,” she finished with him. Without warning, she leaned down and pressed her lips to his wound. For a split second, her tongue traced along it before she smirked against his tender skin, “All better, si?”
“S-si” he stammered as she withdrew. Her gaze half lidded, her smirk deepened, especially as her eyes traveled downward to his pants. Arching a brow, she chuckled, “Obviously, your lovely little Cristina is not as talented as you think, judging but that,” she nodded at his stiff member.
“As though your precious Duccio is any better," he sing-songed, reaching out in a attempt to snatch her by her wrist. But she easily side-stepped him, her movements causing her sleeping gown to slip even more, nearly exposing her breasts completely. "You’re a viper, sister!”
“And yet, you wouldn’t have me any other way, now would you?”
“Harpy!”
“Slut!”
This time he was ready as she turned away to clean up her supplies. Quick as lightning, he leapt to his feet, his hand snapping out and catching her about the waist. Despite his initial grimace from his wound, he captured her mouth with his. Pushing her up against the wall, he let out a growl of approval as she threw her arms about his neck, pulling him closer. Nipping at her lip, he smiled as she parted them for him. Sucking her tongue into his mouth with practiced ease, her whimper of agreement spurred him onwards. Drawing her leg up around his waist, he felt her thigh twitch as his hand moved upwards. Soon it found its mark.
“Fuck your talented hands!” she closed her eyes with a pleased moan, throwing her head back as his thumb stroked her clit.
“Fuck your delicious little mouth,” he rasped against her ear as her tongue traced tantalizing little patterns along his neck. Somehow, she’d slid her hand beneath the hem of his trousers, finding him rock hard and ready. For she too was a talented little minx, stroking and tugging him with quick little motions. Her little mews as pleasure as she bucked her hips against caused his cock to twitch even more in her grasp.
“Ezio…” she gasped at his sudden uptick in pace as he worked the center of her pleasure.
“And now, she begs,” he laughed against her ear, though his breath hitched as she stroked his length faster and faster. Twisting and pulling every so often, her rhythm was alternately languid and then a bit faster. With little warning for a change in pace, it kept him increasingly on delirious edge. Leaning down, he gave her neck a soft bite, marking his territory with a delightful little suck as he slid first one and then and another finger into her tight, hot wetness. Soon, she was fucking his hand, her hips bouncing in time to his fingers.
She let out another gasp, “Please…!”
“Shh,” he teased, “Or we’ll wake up the whole house…”
Re: Fill! Blood Ties [3/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-12-06 01:06 am (UTC)(link)”Cazzo!” they both snapped. However, Claudia withdrew first. “Give me a moment, Annetta!” she called out more loudly.
“Of course, signorina. I’ll go tend to your mother for a bit.”
“Grazie!” Claudia gratefully replied, her voice catching in throat as Ezio nuzzled her neck.
“Come now,” he harshly breathed, taking her hand and trying to get her back to her previous carnal work, “It’s not as though doesn’t know about-.”
“Yet I’m sure she prefers that we act as though she didn’t,” Claudia huffed sliding out from under him. “Though obviously, she knows that we know that…she knows. Still,” she dropped her leg from around him, even as she struggled to ignore his whimper of disagreement, “Annetta’s a sweet girl. There’s no need to embarrass her, hmm?”
However, he too withdrew, though with a roll of his eyes. Regardless, he nodded in agreement. “Ugh, I hate those rare moments when you make a lick of sense, piccina.”
“Speaking of ‘licks…’” Claudia took his fingers and sucked them into her mouth, closing her eyes and savoring her own taste.
“Fucking hell,” Ezio groaned, quickly realizing that his dick had yet to find its release, “Why do you have to undo me so?!”
“You deserve it, especially after getting that pretty little face of yours knocked in,” Claudia chuckled, dropping his hand. “Now go,” she nodded to her window. “Since my tutor took ill yesterday, I’ll be free after breakfast.”
“I may have some errands to run for father-”
“Now, who’s the tease?” she pouted, her hands on her hips.
“However, if you'd let me finish,” he smirked, “I assure you that I shall make some time. Looking forward to it, I should say.” Giving her a quick bow, he pressed a kiss to her knuckles, his eyes never leaving hers. Unable to hold back a grin, she let out a pleased giggle as he grabbed her about the waist again and gave her thorough kiss. “Something to remember me by,” he laughed. Within a few seconds, Ezio disappeared out of her window.
Claudia sighed. It was going to be a very long couple of hours…
Re: Fill! Blood Ties [3/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-12-09 02:00 am (UTC)(link)Re: Fill! Blood Ties [3/?]
(Anonymous) 2011-04-29 02:15 am (UTC)(link)