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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt.2
Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.2
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Discussion
The Eagle In The Cage (1/?)
(Anonymous) 2011-01-29 10:37 am (UTC)(link)"You can't be doing this to me."
Al Mualim just nodded "Oh, I think I can. You admitted to your own guilt. And I can choose whatever punishment I see fit. You'd better get used to the thought of it."
*
Altair woke up to find himself naked, laying on a bed in an otherwise empty room. He tried to stand up, only to find out that his hands were tied behind his back and his ankles were tied together too. The rope was tight, stinging when he tried to move. Then he remembered everything, and he wished he could fall asleep once again and never wake up.
But he couldn't, and so he just stayed there, waiting for whoever it was that Al Mualim had sold him to, to come in and get him and end this quickly. He was well aware that he deserved this; in fact, he deserved worse than this. But that didn't make things easier to stand.
Then, the sound of footsteps entering the room brought him back to reality. Hoping that at least this would quickly come to an end, he looked up...and froze.
The guy now facing the bed he was laying on was tall and strongly built, dark shining eyes taking in the sight of Altair's naked, restrained body and a smug grin on his lips. He was dressed in white, he had manly features and big strong hands.
He also happened to be Robert de Sable.
"Good morning, Assassin." De Sable laughed at the mixed look of surprise and shock on Altair's face. "So nice that we manage to meet each other once again."
Altair tried - and failed - not to look too scared. He was very well aware that the Templar wasn't at all likely to be soft on him...whatever he was planning to do.
"You know, Assassin, you look quite better this way. In fact, you're quite the sight." De Sable laid his hand on Altair's thigh. Altair shuddered and spat up in the Frenchman's face. He was rewarded with a hard backslap.
"Maybe something is not quite clear." De Sable looked quite threatening now. "You are mine now, Assassin. I can do what I want with you. So you'd better not to displease me, or I'll have to punish you. And that's something you wouldn't like, not at all. Right?"
Altair clenched his teeth in disgust. "I'll never be your slave, Templar."
De Sable laughed, a loud, mocking laugh. "You don't really get it, don't you? You already are."
Re: The Eagle In The Cage (1/?)
(Anonymous) 2011-01-30 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)Re: The Eagle In The Cage (2/?)
(Anonymous) 2011-02-07 12:00 am (UTC)(link)Altair let out a low, threatening growl as the Templar lifted up his leg to take a closer look at his exposed body. Bound and helpless, he could only wait, shaking with rage and disgust when De Sable's big, rough hand patted his rump, fingers kneading the firm flesh appreciatively.
"You really are something." De Sable chuckled. His fingers slid down the cleft between his cheeks, and Altair gasped and cursed when a finger circled his hole, dangerously close to the tight opening.
"Do that and I'll kill you."
De Sable didn't seem scared by the threat. He looked up at Altair's face, twisted with rage and revulsion, and smirked.
"And how are you going to do that?" he mocked him, lowering his hand to spread his cheeks a bit more. Cold air tickled on the sensitive spot, making Altair twist, trying in vain to break free from his restraints. "Do I need to remember you that you already tried to kill me once? And that's what got you here in the first place. So if I were you I wouldn't make another attempt."
The Templar's finger pushed on Altair's hole, mercilessly teasing at the tense ring of muscles. "Now look at this." He pushed a bit more, and Altair couldn't suppress a little yelp, surprised and pained at once, as De Sable's thick finger slid inside him dry, searing pain burning through his flesh. "That's a little lovely pink hole, really."
The finger was now fully seated inside him to the knuckle, and Altair bit on his lower lip so hard that he drew blood. De Sable looked quite pleased at that. His free hand roamed on Altair's face almost gently, wiping the little red drop away from the corner of his full mouth.
"I confess I'm surprised. I'd never thought you a virgin. With a body like this, so fresh and supple..." An evil grin twisted his mouth as he wriggled his finger inside his captive, making Altair bite on his lip harder, eyes watering with pain as he forced himself not to make a sound. "Looks like you are a virgin after all. All the better. I'll greatly enjoy breaking you."
Altair was panting. "You can't break me. Ever. And someday I'll have my revenge."
"As I already told you, I highly doubt it."
The new wave of pain was completely unexpected, and Altair couldn't hold back a little moan when a second finger joined the first one inside his excruciatingly tight hole, stretching him. De Sable bent over his naked body, moist lips rubbing on Altair's earlobe, slowly nibbling at it before he spoke again, his deep voice soft and threatening.
"I hear they call you the Eagle of Masyaf. Now beware, pet, because if you misbehave, I may be forced to clip your wings. And that will be very painful."
His last word was stressed by the forceful scissoring of his fingers. It felt like being torn in two, and Altair cried out, pain flowing through his veins and making his whole body shake. It was too much already, and it was not even really started.
"I'll kill you..." he promised once again, but his voice was broken, and the promise not at all effective.
"You talk too much."
De Sable's fingers withdrew, leaving his hole empty and burning. Altair stared at him as the Templar unbuckled his own belt and pulled out a thick, dark cock, tip already slicked with precum. It was really big, a vein pulsating on the underside. De Sable stroked it a couple times, getting it fully erect, a wicked smile on his handsome face as he got even closer. His fingers ghosted almost gently over Altair's cheek, leaving a shining trail of precum on his skin. Then the Templar was straddling him, pushing his leaking erection to Altair's lips.
"Open your mouth."
Altair didn't. He cast at the Templar a look that was a dare by itself, even without words. He earned another slap on his face, harder than the first one.
"Open your mouth," De Sable ordered once again. "Take me in your mouth and suck. And know this, Assassin. You try to bite, I'll have your pretty balls cut off before you can beg me not to. And that would be a pity, wouldn't it?"
Altair didn't answer. It was perfectly clear that this was no joke. He had to comply with his request, no matter how humiliating it was. He slowly parted his lips, eyes never leaving Robert De Sable's grinning face as he did.
"Way better."
Re: The Eagle In The Cage (2/?)
(Anonymous) 2011-02-13 06:33 am (UTC)(link)Re: The Eagle In The Cage (2/?)
(Anonymous) 2014-09-29 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)I don't know if anyone is still keeping an eye on this prompt, but if there are any, I hope you don't mind!
I'll get round to it as soon as possible. You have my words.