asscreedkinkmeme ([personal profile] asscreedkinkmeme) wrote2010-09-13 08:44 pm
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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt.2

Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.2
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List of Kinks
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Part 1
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
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Re: Filthy Whore

(Anonymous) 2010-11-30 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
The last bit of pride in Altair’s body crumbled at those teasing touches. “Please, Master Malik, please,” Altair panted, “please, I need it so bad.” Malik raised an eyebrow before shaking his head in mock sadness. He stood up and began to walk away. “Not good enough, Altair. I don’t think you really want this.” he called over his shoulder.

“No,” Altair burst out, “no, please, Master Malik, please, fill my hole.” He rolled onto his front and got up on his knees to follow him. “My slutty hole needs filling,” he begged as Malik went to the fountain in the next room to clean up, “please, fill me.” He desperately nuzzled the front of Malik’s pants. “Please,” he whispered brokenly, “I need you.”

Malik was looking at him with that strange emotion on his face again. Altair mouthed and licked his flaccid cock through the dirty cotton of his pants, pausing only occasionally to whisper “Please.”

Malik grabbed his hair again, making Altair’s scalp scream in protest. He wouldn’t be surprised if he had a bald spot by the end of this. He pushed the younger man onto his back on top of the bureau counter and forced his legs apart. Without a word, he pushed three fingers into Altair’s reddened ass. He nearly fainted with pleasure as the assault on his sweet spot began again. He was pushed to the edge almost immediately and finally toppled over when Malik bent down and licked a wide, wet stripe along the underside of his cock as he scissored his fingers. Altair’s body seized up, trapping Malik’s fingers inside of him and making him black out for a moment from the sheer pleasure, his own cum spattering on his chest. Tears of relief freely rolled down his temples and cheeks.

Altair watched dazedly as Malik pulled his fingers from his body and stared at his heaving chest. Rubbing his fingers together absentmindedly, Malik reached out and scooped the white substance off of the younger man’s chest. He then held the cum to Altair’s lips. He opened them without protest and greedily sucked every last trace from his fingers, his tongue swirling around each finger. They repeated it until Altair’s chest was clean.

Altair stared at the ceiling, still basking in his afterglow when something filled his oversensitive asshole again. A broken whine slipped through his lips as he looked down his body to see Malik tying the straps connected to whatever was in his ass around his waist and legs. Malik then pulled him to his feet, making Altair whimper when the object in him shifted, trying to tease his oversensitive and exhausted body back to arousal.

“Did you actually think that you were done, whore?” Malik growled and slapped his ass. Altair arched his back and yelped. The slap had forced the object in deeper. Malik reached up and pulled him down so that he could whisper in his ear. “We’ve barely even gotten started.” He slapped Altair’s ass again. “Go make me dinner, slut. If you’re good, I’ll let you suck me off while I eat. Maybe I’ll even take pity on you again and give you another good, hard fuck.” Altair whimpered as Malik squeezed his reddened ass. His legs shook at the thought of being fucked by him again, filled and begging for his cum like the whore he was. Malik grinned as he felt the tremors.

“What are you waiting for, slut?”

Altair scurried off to the small kitchen in Malik’s private rooms.

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So yeah, only one of them was really angry. I guess it just comes naturally for Malik.

Re: Filthy Whore

(Anonymous) 2010-12-01 10:22 am (UTC)(link)
That was yum like woah. I hope they make up in the end... but for now I will enjoy dom!Malik.

Re: Filthy Whore

(Anonymous) 2010-12-03 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
christ on a stick, that was hot.