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    I have a lot of Modern!Assassin stories that are somewhat all tied together or they're in the same "universe" that I'm just going to start posting here. Just to be... organized I suppose

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  2. 01 Aug 2019

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  5. 10 Feb 2019

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    IT HAS BEEN ON CHAPTER 15 FOREVER. THERE IS NOTHING NEW. NO HAYTHAM, NO EDWARD, AND WORST OF FUCKING ALL: NO ALTAÏR.

     

     

    Haytham stood over the decanter, hands tugging the dress shirt from the waistband of his pants. “We’ll have to leave in the morning. If we plan to get back in time for my date, that is.” He made sure his movements were slow, watching you for any signs that your gaze might linger on the flashes of his exposed abs.

    You sauntered forward. You kept your gaze on the small table, then his hand as you held out the glass to him. He casually, somewhat slowly, took it from you and set it down onto the table with the others. You swallowed your sigh of relief. “If that is all, Master Kenway--”

    His hands snapped up your arms, throwing you back against the closest thing. It was an old armoire, the crystal and glass upon the shelves clattered, the antiques jostling on their mounts. His grip tightened, fingerbones digging into muscle. His voice was bordering between anger and lust, “Tell me what you really came here for, my dear.”

    You licked your lips, your breath brushing past them as they buzzed with energy and need. And god how you needed. “To give you my report.”

    He stepped forward, knee pushing past your own, his thigh pressed firmly into your knotting center. He knew exactly what he was doing and worst he knew what you needed. “Oh? After all this trouble I went through… I was hoping you would show more jealousy than this.” He leaned his weight forward, slid himself flatly against you. “I am… disappointed.”

    “You wanted this?” There was nothing between you but cloth and heat and you found yourself arching into it. You needed Haytham. You had needed him for so long and to finally have him there, pushed against you... You swallowed down your moan but your eyes were growing hazy by the second. “Do you want me to beg?”

    “Yes.” His hands roughly followed your shoulders to your back. His lips quirked, eyes suddenly lidded as your hips rolled forward into him. His words were crisp but they were dark, as dark as they were when he was about to kill someone, “Beg. Plea. Cry.” His hand clawed at the soft skin along your back, tugging at the base of your shirt. “I want you broken and desperate… until all that is left of you is me.”

  6. 20 Jan 2019

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  7. 16 Jan 2019

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  8. 13 Jan 2019

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  15. 01 Apr 2018

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  20. 31 Aug 2017

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