Panty Problems

Chapter 2: Dreams are what the Heart Desires

Altair has been wearing the panties for a whopping 12 hours and has already had to jerk off at least 10 times throughout it due to the damn silky material between his legs. 'At least Ezio is not around.' After his daily exercises were accomplished there wasn't much to do with his time. Usually he would be doing some paper work or help with training but having time off really messes up his schedule.

He decides on a nap. It will take up time and it will help him catch up on the hours of sleep he's been missing lately. Going through the communal kitchen, he grabs a light snack and a bottle of water before heading in the direction of his bedroom. The room is not much, a queen bed, a dresser, closet, et cetera. It was really plain to be quite honest, but Altair liked it like this. It was tidy and easy to clean.

He sets the water and snack on the bedside table for when he wakes up and strips himself of his clothes leaving on some sweatpants. He tries his best to ignore the grip of the silk as he crawls into bed for a much needed rest.

~dream land~

Lying in bed felt heavenly. He was warm and sated. The warmth beside him felt new but comforting and he wanted to bury himself into it so, he did. He didn't regret it either. He realized it was a body he was snuggling on and the missing arm gave away as to who it was. The embrace was everything Altair could imagine. It was sweet, warm, gentle, and with Malik. As corny as all those sound, it was exactly what Altair needed after his stressful day. Malik's hand was gently rubbing soothing circles into Altair's back causing him to relax his muscles. The touch reached Altair's butt and kneaded the hard muscle there. The moans came out of nowhere from his mouth and Altair couldn't care less about trying to stop them from being released. The pressure was perfect and was getting even more heated the more Altair moaned. Why would he want to stop? The hand slipped between his boxers and kneaded the flesh under them reflexively causing the muscles to jump. The chuckle only made the action seem even more dirty than it was meant to be. The hand slowly glided its finger down the crack of his ass and-

"It's about time you got up Altair. I had begun to think you had died."

'Dammit Rauf...'

"I had begun to hope I would. What is it?" The blinding sun was only blocked by the looming figure of Rauf and his disapproving scowl.

"Altair, you should think more highly of yourself! You're the grand master now, isn't that what you've been wanting since you came here?"

"Of course I have, but it doesn't feel like I deserve this title or these clothes. Not after what happened..." Rauf gave a sympathetic look to his friend.

"You cannot change the past I'm afraid. Otherwise you would've already been gone in time to stop what had happened and teach younger you a few things on respect, huh?" The good natured joke had brought a smile to Altair's face however small it might've been. Rauf always knew how to lift his spirits. "Come, you mustn't be late to your coronation Altair. Malik would surely never let you live it down." He grabbed Rauf's hand and allowed himself to be pulled up-

I hope this is okay? I'm sorry I haven't really updated this in a while and that this is so short, but I have good news! The first chapter of my Altmal Booklet is up!!! If you have a prompt you wanna give me, message me! I don't bite ;) This chapter is dedicated to @youtubeia23 for voting on so many of my stories and for giving me the first prompt for the one shot book.