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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt.2
Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.2
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Blanket scenario
(Anonymous) 2011-01-31 05:53 pm (UTC)(link)I'M JUST A SIMPLE, VANILLA ANON WHO LOVES FLUFF.
Um. I'd like to see simple blanket fic with Altair and Malik. Yep. UHHHH fluff is nice but if it led to some grinding and fondling that would be good too huhuhuhu
Re: Blanket scenario
(Anonymous) 2011-02-01 04:17 am (UTC)(link)Re: Blanket scenario
(Anonymous) 2011-02-01 04:29 am (UTC)(link)OP
(Anonymous) 2011-02-01 01:47 pm (UTC)(link)Blanket [1/2]
(Anonymous) 2011-02-09 05:55 am (UTC)(link)~~~
There were few deep sleepers in Masyaf. Years of training broke them of the habit, teaching them to use all of their senses even while resting. Malik, too, had learned the art of sleeping with one eye open, one ear tuned to every sound. Above the whisper of cloth against his skin, the occasional humming of bugs outside his window, and the faint sound of his own breathing, the creaking of his chamber door rose like a thunderclap, and jerked him from his sleep.
Malik waited in silence as the door closed. He curled his hand around a knife under his pallet, but after a few moments of listening, he relaxed. The steps were nearly imperceptible, but their cadence was unmatched. Malik sat up slowly and faced the intruder.
“What brings you here at such an hour Altair?”
“… How do you always know it is me?”
Malik snorts, choosing not to mention how he has the beat of Altair’s steps committed to memory, or how the smell of leather, grass, desert, and blood preceded his every motion. Instead, he shrugs meeting Altair’s gaze steadily.
“Do you need me for something,” Malik asked. It was amusing watching Altair’s expressions twist to form confusion, then embarrassment. He coughed slightly, directing his gaze to the ground.
“Maria… wanted to sleep alone tonight.”
“What did you do?” Altair looked only slightly affronted; the rest of his expression suggested he’d tried to figure out the exact same question.
“I have done nothing! It is just… the pregnancy is hard on her, and sometimes she wishes to be alone.”
“Hm,” Malik hummed, fixing Altair with an expectant look. Altair huffed and crossed his arms.
“And perhaps she did not want to lie with me this evening… she made it clear that my attentions were unwelcome. Pleased, Malik?” Malik could not help the snort of laughter that escaped him, much to Altair’s dissatisfaction.
“Then what is it you want from me? Do not think I will go and talk to Maria. I think I would enjoy grappling a wolf more than to turn the wrath of a woman with child upon myself. Unlike you, I do have some sense of self-preservation,” Malik joked. Altair quickly held up his hands, shaking his heads.
“No, no brother… I think she needs some time alone. It is just a very cold night and sleeping on my desk does not appeal to me. May I stay in here with you?” Malik blinked slowly, but before he could respond Altair was already across the room and burrowing into his bed. Malik hissed as the other man’s cold feet brushed against his legs, and quickly he was forced to allow Altair enough room on the bed.
“Altair, stop squirming! My blanket is not large enough for the both of us, and I do not wish to freeze either,” Malik grumbled, gripping the blanket and pulling it towards him. Altair came with it, surging forward so fast that Malik flinched, and wrapped his arms around Malik.
“We can if we sleep like this.” There was a moment’s pause before Malik’s own arm came up to return the embrace.
“… Your nose is cold. Keep it off of my neck.”
“Mmhm,” Altair agreed absentmindedly, too busy enjoying the hug to care. Malik sighed.
“Will Maria care?”
“She hasn’t cared before when I have come to you. I think she might expect it, maybe even preferred it to my bothering her this night.”
“… She is as strange as ever.”
“By strange I will assume you mean perfect. After all, I care for you both- why would I let either of you go for the other?”
Blanket [2/2]
(Anonymous) 2011-02-09 05:56 am (UTC)(link)“B-blunt as ever, Altair.”
“You would have me no other way. Speaking of which…” Altair’s voice took a considerably deeper, more fluid tone, one that should have alerted Malik a moment sooner if he hadn’t been distracted by Altair’s confession. As it was, the feel of lips against his collarbone summarily brought him back to the present.
“I-Altair, stop at once. I am tired and I need my strength for tomorrow. And stop tugging the blanket!” Malik griped at Altair, turning away from him onto his right side, using his body to keep the edge of the blanket under him. A chuckle reverberated against the back of his neck, drawing an unwilling shudder.
“I’ve missed you Malik, and I am uneasy. Will you not help me in my time of need?”
“It grows tiring when you are needy every other- ha-! Altair your h-hands are freezing! … Nn-!” Malik bit his lip as Altair’s skilled hands found their way to his front. Malik flinched away from the roaming fingers, and immediately found the blanket tugged up and over his leg, exposing it to the cool night air.
“Ah-ah… You should focus on that blanket, Malik. Wouldn’t want you to get cold now, hm?”
“Altair you- nnngh… You are the most insufferable, stubborn- At least warm your fingers up before you do that!” Malik sighed exasperatedly, worming a hand between them to palm Altair’s own growing erection. Altair hissed and pushed forward into the hand.
The better part of the next hour was spent rocking into each other’s palms, whispering and moaning beneath the covers of the blanket. Altair came first, unable to hold back release for a moment longer, moaning Malik’s name into the other man’s shoulder. His voice had sent Malik over the edge, prompting his own climax.
Without words, Altair cleaned them both, letting Malik catch his breath, before stealing back underneath the blanket and spooning the other man.
“I love you, Malik.”
“… I love you as well, Altair. Stubborn as you are.”
“I’m fairly sure that’s why you like me, is it not?”
“Go to sleep, Grand Master. Save your charm for your wife.”
“Hmm, but I have enough of it to go around.”
Malik snorted, but gave up, choosing instead to burrow closer to the other warm body and drift off to sleep. After a few minutes of listening to his soft breathing, Altair soon followed.
EXTRAS
(Anonymous) 2011-02-09 06:08 am (UTC)(link)Malik’s eye twitched as he followed the queen’s course across the tiles. Maria’s smile looked positively gleeful. Her hand contentedly rubbed circles on her stomach, while the other trapped his king with malicious intent.
“Why, Malik, I’ve not had such an easy time beating since… well, I can’t recall. Normally you put up more of a challenge,” Maria all but purred. Malik kept his gaze steadily on the board, refusing to meet her eyes.
“Forgive me; I must be out of it. I know you set aside the time today to play. I’m sorry to disappoint,” Malik grumbled, rearranging the pieces. Maria set her chin in her hand, grinning.
“You look absolutely tired. What must you have been doing all night?” Malik’s hand twitched violently, knocking down several pawns and his king in the middle of resetting the rook. He looked at Maria’s knowing gaze critically. A little too knowing.
“… Y-you… Just to win at chess…”
“Malik, I really have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“… You’re origins as a templar as showing,” Malik said in dry humor. Maria laughed outright at that, just as Altair showed up. He smiled, watching the two getting along so well.
“Maria, you seem to be in high spirits.”
“Hm. I just won a game over your most accomplished scholar, Altair. I’d be worried.”
Altair had the nerve to fix Malik with a shocked gaze. Malik’s eye twitched once more.
“You lost?”
Maria lost complete control over her laughter, doubling over and wrapping an arm around her middle as the king piece hit Altair squarely between the eyes.
Writer!anon here
(Anonymous) 2011-02-09 06:11 am (UTC)(link)Also sorry for the rushed sex scene asldkfj everything I wrote didn't work, which is why this fill took so long.
Re: EXTRAS
(Anonymous) 2011-02-12 06:31 am (UTC)(link)this is beyond fucking adorbs and i LUUURVE it. excellent job, writeranon!
writeranon
(Anonymous) 2011-02-12 07:37 am (UTC)(link)Re: Blanket [2/2]
(Anonymous) 2011-02-09 06:09 am (UTC)(link)And Altaïr loving two people... just.... ASDFGHJKL YES. Thank you, kind anon~ ♥
YAY
(Anonymous) 2011-02-09 06:13 am (UTC)(link)