Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt.2

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Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.2
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Monday [5/6]

[(Anonymous)]

Desmond's bedroom wasn't too special really, in fact the only distinguishing feature was the bed itself. Large and soft with one of those pillows tops that make you feel like you're lying in a pile of feathers. Which in a sense you were, and at his moment Danny was getting a rather good idea about just how soft and feather-like it was.

He was lying splayed across the mattress, his head resting on Shaun's thigh. His legs open for Desmond who was sitting in-between. The sharp tingle of cold lube drawing a sharp shutter from the writer as two fingers entered him, courtesy of the master assassin.

On the other end, Shaun had begun toying with his brother's hair. Offhandedly observing the faces the other made as Desmond prepared him, mixes of pleasure and pain written all over the other's features. Moving on, He trapped one perfectly formed spike of auburn hair between his fingers, noticing the clear liquid that was holding them together.

“Why do you put so much gel in your hair?” Shaun asked disapprovingly, ignoring the bewildered look he received in return. The moment was lost however when Desmond unexpectedly switched to three fingers. The journalist arching his back and groaning loudly his eyes snapping shut.

“You okay Danny” Desmond asked, working his fingers a little slower to hopefully ease the pain. “Yha fine... absolutely perfect” Danny panted, his eyes still determinedly closed. “You’re really tight” Desmond observed, intrigued by how tightly Danny clenched around his fingers. Then looking up to Shaun he asked “are you sure this isn't his first time?”

“Not absolutely...” Shaun admitted, “but he would be taking this rather well for a backdoor virgin” he suggested. “I'm ri- right here you know” Danny grunted, from his place on the mattress. Shaun rolled his eyes and placed two fingers over his brother's lips. “Shut up Dan, you’re ruining your charm” he explained, looking back up to Desmond as if to ask if he was ready. Desmond indicated that he was, slipping his fingers from Danny and grabbing the lube bottle from the corner of the bed.

“If he's really that tight you should do him from behind, less likely to hurt something that way.” Shaun suggested, giving Danny a little nudge by way of asking him to roll over. Danny complied forcing his body to move till he was resting on his forearms his back facing Desmond.

Shaun sat back against the headrest, watching coolly as Desmond took hold of his twin's hips and posed himself behind the other, observing Danny’s the little shutters as Desmond's cock tip prodded his entrance. “Take a Deep breath...” Desmond murmured, waiting for the sharp inhaled from the other before pressing forward. Danny's pained moan was lost in the mattress as he was penetrated, his fingers fisting the sheets with the strain of trying to hold still.

When he finally bottomed out inside the journalist, Desmond took a deep breath of his own. Pausing a moment to give Danny some time to adjust, but also to appreciate Just how similar the two men were. After all this was a position he had seen Shaun in many times.

He ran a hand across Danny's back, smooth fair skin so delightfully familiar. The writer pushed himself back up and glanced back over his shoulder, giving an Impatient sounding murmur that was also delightfully familiar.

Desmond's eyes met Shaun's over the twin between them, maintaining eye contact even as he began to fuck Danny's ass. The journalist buried his face the mattress once more, lowering his hips a little and spreading his legs as far as comfort would allow.

Shaun crossed his arms over his chest, trying not to admit to himself that he was enjoying the display in front of him. He was just doing this to please Desmond after all, it wasn't like he enjoyed seeing his brother getting screwed, hearing those lewd moans in the voice that they shared.

Damn it...

Ignoring Desmond’s “I told you so” smirk, Shaun’s let a hands stray to his own cock which he had been ignoring as a part of his reluctance to get off to this.