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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt.2
Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.2
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Re: FILLED AGAIN: Cake Rapist (3/4)
(Anonymous) 2011-02-20 08:48 am (UTC)(link)Watching his cake all the while, he took his now rapidly hardening member in hand and gave a few firm strokes. It looked so good, sitting there, beckoning him to sink into its velvety depths.
He grunted and picked the cake up with one hand, a little unsteadily. He brought it to waist-height and guided his now mindbogglingly hard dick toward it.
The nice, socially conscious part of his brain was frantically trying to talk him down from this cliff. He was Desmond. Sweet, gentle, dorky and sometimes a little awkward... but not this. Not a cake rapist.
However, the throbbing organ in his right hand thought differently. With a decidedly resigned groan, he pushed into the side of the cake.
“Oh, hell. Shitfuckdamn. Oh. Ooooh. That's gooo---oooh,” he drew out on a moan, shuddering at the end of it.
He tried to keep himself quiet, but the feelings were overwhelming. The butter cream icing had coated his cock on the way in. It was smooth and creamy and strangely sticky, but in a way that was extremely pleasant. It warmed around him from his own heat and melted a little, making a delicious slickness.
He began to move against the cake, shifting both hands to clutch it more fully, and to add leverage to his thrusts. He felt a small trickle of sweat form and snake down his back under the effort of his exertions and the heat building on his skin. The experience was singular in his life. The sensation of the fluffy baked cake texture was light and teasing across his member, exerting no pressure at all but simply sliding past him. It ratcheted up his desire another notch, and he began to move exuberantly in and out of the cake.
To his dismay, however, it began to crumble. Pieces began to fall apart and tumble to the concrete at his knees, particularly around his point of entry.
He halted his movements and pulled out with a frustrated sigh.
Desmond contemplated a solution. He could try from the other side of the cake, but it would crumble soon, too. Besides, it didn't have any of the tightness that he wanted. Ultimately, he decided the take matters into his own hands, excuse the bad pun.
He set the cake down gingerly, not wanting it to fall apart any more. He scooted forward on his knees and pulled his dick toward the cake's surface. It made contact with the thick frosting and he let out a strangled moan. He slid over the icing, now frantically attempting to coat his cock and hurry to continue. In one last good measure, Desmond pressed his hand against the cake, leaving a distinct impression in it (to him, it looked like he had spanked the cake and left a hand mark), and smearing his hand with the sugary confection.
It warmed and softened quickly against his hot skin, and he finally took his frosted cock in hand.
Hnnnnng. Oh, damn.
It was incredible.
He slid the tight ring of his hand slowly down the shaft, reveling in the feeling of the slide of the frosting. It was smooth but with a little grab, making a friction that was unbearable.
Desmond quickened his pace, not wanting to delay release any longer.
He felt equal parts irredeemably dirty and uncontrollably turned on. He ran through the words in his head, over and over, chanting his way to completion: cake, fuck yes, cake, soft frosting, oh, yessss, in, more, cake...
With one final rough stroke of his icing coated hand up and then down his cock again, he came, spurting strands of come across the cake now sitting in front of him on the floor. He groaned and double over bowing under the intense pleasure. He let his head fall back, mouth hanging open, trying his best to not moan any louder, and his hands fell limply to his sides.
He hazarded a glance over at the cake, now coated in his seed. The sight was magnificent to him, and his cock managed to twitch appreciatively. However, he was sated for now.
Re: FILLED AGAIN: Cake Rapist (4/4)
(Anonymous) 2011-02-20 08:51 am (UTC)(link)Desmond sat back on his calves and began to consider how he would explained the cake that would soon disappear into the trash. It's not like he could set it back out on the counter now. It was crumbled apart on one side and covered in semen. They would probably notice something off
Gently he began to recollect himself, pulling up his jeans and slightly regretting the mess the frosting made on them. He needed a shower desperately. He stood and his knees ached awfully from bearing his weight for far too long against the hard concrete. After picking up the cake, he began his trek back to the kitchenette where he disposed of the plundered dessert, and then resigned himself to a bit of blissful sleep.
Desmond woke slowly the next day, still feeling sated. The night before had been incredible, and the sleep that followed was some of the best he had in a while. He tried to wipe the blur away from his eyes as he stumbled off to the kitchen area for a glass of water. As he rounded a corner, however, he happened to encounter his least favourite person first thing in the morning.
“Desmond, did you eat the entire cake? I thought I saw you looking at it---” Shaun suddenly cut off and stared pointedly at Desmond's crotch, “last... night...” He trailed off slowly, unsure of what to make of the butter cream frosting dried into the jeans in patches, and the obvious traces of it under Desmond's fingernails.
Desmond froze and tried to come up with a suitable explanation, floundering for words, “I uh... yeah. I ate it.”
Shaun's eyes narrowed quickly at the blatant and poorly delivered lie, “You... ate... an entire cake? In one night, Desmond?”
He shifted nervously under Shaun's critical gaze, “Y-yeah.”
“Eight slices of cake? That's a lot. Even for you,” Shaun pointed to Desmond's slightly pouching gut, a result of too much time in the Animus and too little time exercising. Also, too many Cheetos.
Desmond found himself slightly offended, if only to take the attention away from his incrimination, “I'm not fat, dickhead. Now leave me the hell alone. I ate the cake and that's it. Drop it,” he pushed past Shaun and walked off, grumbling and pissed off.
Shaun's expression lit up with a hint of dry amusement, “Fine, I'll drop it. But try to avoid defiling our desserts from here on out, yeah?”
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Aaaand I'm spent. I hope you guys enjoy reading as much as I enjoy writing about our boys fucking food. I need to go take a shower, now. I feel dirty.
Love,
Write!fag
Re: FILLED AGAIN: Cake Rapist (4/4)
(Anonymous) 2011-02-20 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)fuckeat. XDI will be giggling about the phrase "cake rapist" for days to come. <3
Re: FILLED AGAIN: Cake Rapist (4/4)
(Anonymous) 2011-02-22 05:20 am (UTC)(link)Re: FILLED AGAIN: Cake Rapist (4/4)
(Anonymous) 2011-02-22 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)Writing this has totally fucked me up on food now. I passed a chocolate cake that was similar to the one I wrote at the bakery counter in the grocery and I think I checked it out. In writing this, I have ruined myself.
Unlike Des, however, I'm still interested in eating the cake, not doing it.
I'm glad you enjoyed the story!
Re: FILLED AGAIN: Cake Rapist (4/4)
(Anonymous) 2011-02-21 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)But this anon will now and forever recognize Dezzy as the king (queen?) of our sorority. XD
Re: FILLED AGAIN: Cake Rapist (4/4)
(Anonymous) 2011-02-22 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)Also, Des = definitely queen.
OP
(Anonymous) 2011-02-22 12:34 am (UTC)(link)Under no circumstances are you to touch that cake, you fucking cake rapist.
Without a doubt, the greatest bit of internal dialogue ever.
It was crumbled apart on one side and covered in semen. They would probably notice something off
LMAOOOOO
And Shaun's reaction was superb.
Anon, this is truly a work of crackysexyfunny art. Thank you so much!
Re: OP
(Anonymous) 2011-02-22 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)Re: FILLED AGAIN: Cake Rapist (4/4)
(Anonymous) 2011-02-22 06:44 am (UTC)(link)