Assassin's Creed Shots

Reader x Haytham K.

I LOVE CONNORS DAD!

-whispers into Haytham's and Connor's ears-

"care to join me in a threesome?"

WARNING: LIL BIT OF SEXUAL SCENE AT END SO BEWARE!

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"Tell me where he is." You growled quietly into the weak man's ear, making sure to not arouse a lot of suspicion.

"Wh-o-o?" He stuttered out trying to sound innocent.

You shook him vigorously before I sheathing your hidden blade, which startled him.

"Alright, alright! If I tell you will you let me live?" He asked eyeing your blade and raising his hands in defeat.

You hesitated for a moment then nodded.

"He is at the docks, ready to set sail. It's the truth I swear!" He nearly shouted as you roughly let go of his coat.

"Get out of here, or I will not hesitate to kill you." Ou threatened giving him a death glare as he starting sprinting away like a coward.

You retracted your blade and continued walking like a normal citizen and reached up to your hood and tugged it down to make sure it was concealing your face.

"Time to die." You whispered to yourself assuring your mission.

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You quietly surrounded the docks, scanning the area on the look out for Haytham's presence.

No sight of any redcoats or other people. What the heck was going on? You stood abruptly and sprinted onto the awaiting ship. You snuck on quietly making sure no one saw you boarding illegally.

Where in the devil was he? You did a forward roll behind two barrels of rum and kneeled.

Moments passed by watching all the citizens strolling past, not noticing your figure.

You stuck your head up behind the barrels to see a man In a blue coat with a tricorn hat board. Ah there he was. You were about to get ready to strike but were struck by a weapon as hard as steel to the head. Your vision started to blur and your head was throbbing aswell as your ears were ringing. It started to go black before you weakly lifted your head to see the man, then blacked out.

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You heard yourself being dragged to somewhere...

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You awoke quickly, your breathing hitched up a notch. Your (colour) eyes scanned the walls of this.. Dungeon. It was filled with filth and the smell hit your nose making it crinkle up. It was very dark but sun shined in from an barred up hole in the wall.

You turned your head as you heard footsteps from not far away.

Your head started throbbing once again as your vision blurred a bit, but you weren't giving up. Your eye lids started to get heavy before you shook your head violently so you could keep awake.

Your hands were tightly wrapped with rope behind yourself, tied to a chair which you were sitting on.

You tried to loosen it but I wasn't working, it was so tight it started to cut your wrists, making your eyes swell up with tears.

You held them back because that wasn't who you were. You came back to your senses as the footsteps came to a stop.

You lifted your head to see the blue man standing with his hands behind his back, smirking to himself

Your eyes burned with fire staring at him with hatred.

"Haytham." You spoke with hate.

"And Good morning, mrs (name)." He greeted calmly walking into the room.

"Miss." You hissed not taking your eyes of him.

He chuckled softly before shutting the open door behind him.

"Oh I'm sorry, Miss (name)." He said sarcastically drawling on your name as he made his way over to you.

Your eyes were fired up more by this, hoping that your stare would burn him up so he shrivelled away miserably. But it was a mere dream.

"What do you want from me." You demanded tensing up as his hand met your chin.

He brushed your chin before grabbing it, holding it straight.

"Watch your attitude, you will risk your life." He said before ripping his hand away from your face, making its way behind his back once again.

You looked over his features, he looked as if he was in pain. You shook your head as these thoughts raced to your mind. No, I cannot think of these things of him.

He just stared at you confused before clearing his throat.

"You have information that we require, that is all." He said simply turning his heel, circling your being.

His accent was very strong. British I presume.

You scoffed at what he said.

"Let me tell you now, come here." You lied motioning him to get closer,

He cautiously made his way over to you and leaned in near your face.

"I will not tell you anything, nothing will make me spill." You said with the last of your confidence spitting on his face at the end of your speech.

He leaned back to his original position and wiped of your spit. His hands made its way down into his pocket, revealing a necklace, not any ordinary necklace but your mothers. The only thing that was left of her,

"Nothing?" He repeated waving it around as if it were a toy.

"How did you get that." You asked demandingly keeping your eye to the necklace present.

"Oh, you know I have my ways." He said wrapping it around his finger.

Thoughts began to fill your mind, is my mothers necklace worth more than information? It's just.. I kept a promise and I won't break it. Maybe I can get it back another way.. Haytham.. Your wrists somehow managed to wriggle from the ropes tied around. It stung at how you kept fiddling with it but it paid off.

You smirked and lifted your eyes to his powerful gaze.

"Come here." You whispered huskily pulling him in consciously.

"Promise me you won't spit on me this time?" He asked placing the necklace back into his pocket.

"Promised." You said winking at him.

He made his way over to you, leaning in again like before.

He cupped your soft face ready for information but instead your quickly leaned in kissing him ferociously. He was startled at first but as soon your tongue entered his mouth, roaming it he relaxed and kissed back, as a muffled moan escaped his throat.

You got him, a weakness to him.

Your freed hands cupped his face, as you kept kissing him. Slowly making its way down his chest, then to the nether regions. It explored a bit before massaging the area. He moan again but was muffled by your tongue down his throat. one of your hands reached his pocket. Bingo. Your eyes opened suddenly as you felt the fragile necklace. You bit his lip as you pulled away kicking his hard groin, making him go down on his knees. Boy was that gonna bruise.

You quickly grabbed the necklace and made a run to the door. You knocked it open and started sprinting. Your face was heavily blushed at the scene before.

Your feet were getting heavier but found the exit. You barged out, realising you were still at the docks. you quickly ran to the edge and dived into the water.

What would happen if we met again?