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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt.2
Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.2
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Should I Walk By Again? [5/?]
(Anonymous) 2011-01-11 03:34 am (UTC)(link)He cast a glance in Shaun’s direction. As long as he stayed on the side of the bed closer to the window, he wouldn’t be able to see him. Desmond put his boxers on under the towel before letting it fall to the floor, just to be safe. He climbed into bed, the cool white sheets brushing over his legs. He was still warm from the long shower. He’d been so close…
Keeping an eye on the corner of the wall that was blocking his view of Shaun, he tried to relax. Maybe he could fall asleep and take some extra time in the bathroom the next morning.
But Shaun was right there and reading and maybe still a little buzzed. He probably wouldn’t even notice. He probably expected Desmond to do it.
The thought of Shaun distractedly thumbing through that book and waiting was making Desmond hard. He traced the waistband of his boxers with his thumb. It had been days and he was aching. If he didn’t do it now, he’d probably have some ridiculous fifteenth-century sex dream and come all over the sheets.
He drew his knee up to make his outline a little less obvious and pulled his boxers down around his hips. He felt around on the floor beside the bed for his towel so he could grab it quickly. Judging by the way his body was already humming, he’d probably need it very soon.
The first touch felt so good that he had to turn his head to the side and press the pillow against his mouth with his free hand. It muffled his moan but it was far from silent. He sped up, not really caring that his legs were spread wide, making his movements even more noticeable.
“Desmond?” Shaun asked suddenly, still at his desk, as though something very important had just occurred to him.
Desmond frantically scrambled to get his hands out from under the sheets, trying to slow his breathing at the same time.
“Not a good time,” he said.
“Sorry, mate. Just had a thought,” Shaun explained. “Are you always like that at bars?”
Desmond swallowed twice. It was hard to speak.
“Yeah.”
“You felt like you were in control the whole time? It wasn’t…”
“No, that was me,” Desmond said. The implication was clear. “Ezio hates beer. Hated,” he amended quickly.
“Alright, don’t get defensive. I was just making sure.”
Desmond slowly returned his hand to his cock. Shaun’s voice was getting him even harder.
“What was I like at the bar?” Desmond asked, silently pumping himself.
Shaun didn’t answer at first. Desmond moved his hand faster.
“Well it’s obvious what was on your mind,” Shaun finally said with a quiet laugh. Desmond thought he’d heard a slight catch at the end.
“It’s been a while,” Desmond told him. Everything was getting warm. There was definitely a muffled sound from Shaun’s corner. Desmond dug his heels into the mattress to get some leverage.
“How long?” Shaun asked.
Desmond panted and tried to turn it into a thoughtful sound. “I didn’t exactly write it down.”
Another long pause.
“It’s the fourteenth,” Shaun said.
Desmond groaned and closed his eyes. Shaun must have climbed over the glass and metal railing because when Desmond opened them again, he was standing at the foot of the bed, breathing hard and jerking off.
Desmond kicked the sheets off and got to his knees. He thrust into his hand, eyes locked on Shaun’s cock. It was bigger than he would’ve thought, thick and straight.
“Is it true,” Shaun said, “that you like it rough?”
Fuck, this was really happening.
Desmond grit his teeth. “God yeah.”
“Good.”
Shaun took a condom out of his pocket before he pulled his shirt off and stepped out of his pants. Desmond took a few seconds to discard his boxers. He waited for Shaun to tear open the package.
Instead, he handed it to Desmond.
“You sure?” Desmond asked uncertainly as he took it and moved behind Shaun. He wanted it- shit, he wanted it- but Shaun hadn’t struck him as the type.
Shaun dropped to his knees and worked his hand over his cock.
“Hurry up before I change my mind.”
Should I Walk By Again? [6/6]
(Anonymous) 2011-01-11 03:36 am (UTC)(link)“Can I kiss you first?” He’d never fucked someone he hadn’t kissed.
Shaun spat into his hand and pushed two fingers into himself. Desmond leaned back to watch. Shaun looked slick and ready and Desmond realized that he’d been doing way more than just jacking off at his desk. Was there even a place over there to hide lube?
“What, and buy me flowers?”
“I just…”
“Maybe in the morning,” Shaun said drily. “Right now, what I really need is for you to fuck me.”
“Alright! Jesus.” Desmond rolled the condom on, his hands shaking. If he thought about it too much, he might not be able to do it. Because this was Shaun and they were naked and hard and what in the hell was he thinking? He tried to ease in, pushing slowly, but Shaun was so tight that he couldn’t stop a small thrust and a sharp breath.
Shaun made an impatient sound.
“Do you even know what you’re doing?” he asked condescendingly.
“Yeah, I’m trying to…” To what? Not blow his load? He wasn’t going to tell him that.
Shaun pushed back suddenly, slamming his ass against Desmond’s hips and taking him in all the way. Before Desmond had caught his breath enough to groan, Shaun did it again.
“Fuck.” Desmond’s hands were on Shaun’s hips and thighs and back and he couldn’t stop touching him. “Fuck, you have to slow down.”
“Come on, Desmond. How were you going to fuck Paul?” Shaun had a hand wrapped around his cock, pumping it fast.
Quick, brutal thrusts pushed Shaun into the bed until he fisted his hands in the sheets. Desmond bent down to scrape his teeth against Shaun’s shoulder and drag his tongue sloppily over the red marks he’d left.
Shaun was moving and gasping under him and too soon, Desmond was tipping over the edge.
It was quiet, full of tensed muscles and forgetting to breathe, but Desmond’s blood pounded in his ears and he fought to keep his eyes open so he could watch Shaun.
When it was over, Desmond pulled out. Shaun got to his feet as Desmond slipped the condom off and tied it. Still on his knees, Desmond looked up.
“I’ll accept a blow job in lieu of flowers,” Shaun said thickly, cupping the back of Desmond’s head with one hand and taking a step forward. The tip of his cock was wet with precum and, really, Desmond thought it was the least he could do. He’d just fucked him so hard that he would be genuinely surprised if Shaun could sit comfortably the next day.
Desmond opened his mouth, letting Shaun slide between his lips and over his tongue. He sucked and Shaun’s head fell back, fingers in Desmond’s hair.
Desmond had never minded this and Shaun was moaning like it was his first time, so he kept licking and sucking the head while he moved his hand over the shaft. Shaun grabbed his chin, forcing his face up to watch his cock gliding between Desmond’s lips. Shaun’s hips started moving and Desmond could feel it at the back of his throat.
Desmond swallowed, not needing the incoherent warning Shaun gave him before he started coming. He let Shaun ride it out, rocking against Desmond’s mouth and pumping into his throat and saying his name.
Desmond carefully licked up a few lingering drops from Shaun’s cock, keeping his tongue soft and smiling when it drew a shiver from him.
Desmond stood, wiping his mouth while Shaun unsteadily pulled on his pants. He buckled the belt and gathered up his shirt.
“Now get some sleep,” he said stiffly, turning to go.
“Wait up.” Desmond’s hand shot out to take his arm. Reluctantly, Shaun turned around.
The kiss was simple. Desmond pressed his lips to Shaun’s and kept them closed, not sure if he’d appreciate tasting himself. When Shaun sighed, it was a satisfied sound.
Desmond broke the kiss.
“Get some sleep,” he said, mimicking Shaun’s command.
Shaun shook his head slowly but walked away smiling.
Not OP...
(Anonymous) 2011-01-11 03:57 am (UTC)(link)“I’ll accept a blow job in lieu of flowers,” Shaun said thickly
I think my brain short-circuited around here.
You really nailed this prompt. (Pun intented! XD )
Re: Not OP...
(Anonymous) 2011-01-11 04:31 am (UTC)(link)I always worry that somebody's watching the thread as I post and judging the shit of of my multi-part fics so I'm really happy to hear that you were enjoying it XD
Re: Not OP...
(Anonymous) 2011-01-11 05:18 am (UTC)(link)Just re-read it again and GAH the banter between Desmond and Shaun (especially when it's just the two of them) just makes my day. This was a delight to read so I hope you find more prompts that inspire you!
Re: Not OP...
(Anonymous) 2011-01-11 09:21 am (UTC)(link)Re: Not OP...
(Anonymous) 2011-01-11 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Not OP...
(Anonymous) 2011-01-11 09:04 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Should I Walk By Again? [6/6]
(Anonymous) 2011-01-11 03:59 am (UTC)(link)Re: Should I Walk By Again? [6/6]
(Anonymous) 2011-01-11 04:34 am (UTC)(link)I'm convinced that Desmond is a really nice dude stuck in a very shitty situation.
Re: Should I Walk By Again? [6/6]
(Anonymous) 2011-01-11 04:56 am (UTC)(link)Re: Should I Walk By Again? [6/6]
(Anonymous) 2011-01-11 05:17 am (UTC)(link)OP
(Anonymous) 2011-01-11 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)Re: OP
(Anonymous) 2011-01-11 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)Excellent prompt.