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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Assassin's_Creed
  Relationship:
      Kadar_Al-Sayf/Altaïr_Ibn-La'Ahad
  Character:
      Kadar_Al-Sayf, Altaïr_Ibn-La'Ahad
  Additional Tags:
      Bootjob
  Series:
      Part 4 of Assassin's_Creed_Kink_Meme_Fills
  Stats:
      Published: 2010-05-14 Words: 455
****** Exploration ******
by Ekala
Summary
     "Kadar had always loved exploring." De-anon from the (original?)
     Assassin's Creed Kink Meme.
Notes
     Presented unedited, for archival purposes only.
Kadar had always loved exploring. Sometimes he explored just for the sake of
exploring; sometimes to map out areas; sometimes to find new ones; and other
times, he was looking for people. Today, he was looking for Altaïr, having
nothing better to do. Sometimes he would teach Kadar outside of the normal
training, giving him an edge over the other novices. Plus he liked spending
time with the man. It was a winning situation from every side.
Until he found him, in a secluded corner of the fortress, rubbing out a quick
one. Kadar stammered, blushing bright red. Altaïr looked up, chuckling.
"Hello, Kadar." His hand didn't stop moving. Kadar's eyes were glued to the
motion, mouth going dry. "Did you need something?" Kadar fumbled, trying to say
something but failing. Altaïr laughed again, before his voice went dark and
low. "Come here. No touching yourself or me." Kadar stepped forward, slowly,
dropping to his knees without prompting. Altaïr smirked. "Good boy."
He pressed a boot to the bulge in Kadar's robes, grinning. Kadar pressed
against it, gritting his teeth against a moan, keeping his eyes firmly glued to
Altaïr's hand. After another long minute of short breaths, he gently rolled his
hips against the boot again, gaining a wiggle in return. Altaïr purred.
"That's it. You'll cum just from this, won't you, whore?" Kadar gasped,
grinding harder, matching it to the languid motion of Altaïr's hand. "Not until
I have. You hear me?" He nodded vacantly, adjusting his movements as Altaïr
did, moaning now unashamedly. The older assassin was close, hand moving rapidly
as he watched Kadar's arousal flush his face and listened to the erotic
symphony coming from the novice.
"Watch carefully, now." Altaïr's hand sped up slightly, and he grunted softly
as he spilled over his hand. Shortly after he felt Kadar shudder against his
boot, moaning breathlessly as a wet spot appeared on his spotless uniform.
Altaïr rubbed against it once more, drawing out another moan, before
withdrawing. He reached over, wiping his hand on Kadar's robes, smirking as the
contact made the novice blush.
With no warning, he pulled Kadar into a rough kiss, all teeth and tongue. Kadar
moaned against him, hands tangling in his robes, returning the kiss best he
could. Altaïr bit at his lips, leaving them bruised and swollen and marked.
Kadar could only accept it, flushed and dazed as the older assassin pulled
away, still smirking.
"I'd advise you to not go snooping around the fortress alone. You never know
what might find you."
As he left, Kadar lifted a hand to his lips, ghosting over the wounds left
there. He disagreed.
After all, Kadar had always loved exploring. In all senses of the word.
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