Assassin's Creed | Reader

Jacob x Reader [ Show me Part 1]

"This is going no where" Jacob grumbled, leaning against the wall.

The two of us were on a stealth mission, tracking down some guys that are rumored goons who are trading some dangerous equipment. Don't know what or to who just yet, but that's what the whole mission is about. Finding out the who, what, where and why possibly. But Jacob here has been an impatient little jerk. He's been huffing and puffing, annoying the hell out of me.

But when Jacob gets impatient and bored he tends to try and find something-Or in this case considering we were in a bar full of tramps- a someone. The pretty girls here have been eyeing Jacob for well over an hour. I'm trying to listen in on these stupid goons and instead all I hear is girlish giggling from the right. And Jacob casting his brightest smile towards them.

"Jacob if you aren't going to work then why don't you go and entertain yourself. I'll keep up the mission" I said, but Jacob chuckled. "It's not like we are hearing anything of important... Are ye just jealous of the little ladies over there (Y/N)?" He said and nudged me with his shoulder. "Do I sound jealous Jacob?" I answered. Was I? Maybe. Do I care if he's flirting with air head maids? Um yeah cause we're a little busy. But I was a co-worker. Another assassin.

"I can make you sound like something" He said with another cheeky smile. "I doubt it Jacob, I don't know where you're going wi-" I muttered, trying to pay attention to what we were doing. But then I felt a hand slip behind my back, pressing against me. "Jacob!" I said, trying to swat his hands away from my back but he caught my wrist and pulled me close. "Now now don't cause a scene" he murmured in my ear.

I swallowed. Me and Jacobs... Terms of relationship was difficult. I didn't know if he liked me in the sort of, courting kind of way or just found me to be a stress reliever. Me and him were...well its just hard to explain. When he's stressed or upset sometimes he comes to seek me out, and well we...do it. Have sex. But I am no idiot, I know he's just using me. But I have been keeping him away, I didn't want to get roped along just to get crushed when he was done with me. To be known as a some side whore.

But now, now has been the first time in weeks he's touched me. "Jacob we need to focus on the missio-ahnnn" My voice cracked when his lips skimmed my jaw. My body twitched, and my skin grew gooseflesh. I shivered, trying to shut him out to focus on the men's voices.

"They say there's..."

A kiss to my throat, a tiny nibble. A love bite to my skin.

"And the bloody women here-"

A small skim of his tongue on my skin. Tracing the outline of my throat and NY jaw

"Anyways the package that is com-"

Jacob kisses my cheeks slowly like it was a second pair of lips. "Jacob...st...stop they're going to...to discuss the..." I whisper because my voice has gone up one octave. "Why? This is a hopeless mission...given to us on a slim chance that it concerns something dangerous...besides," he sucked on my earlobe, then tugged on it with his teeth. It sent shivers down my spine

"You've been avoiding me for so long love" he whispered

My eyes snap open as his lips just barely brush mine, my mind snapping back to the fact that we had a bloody mission. And that all my work to separate myself from Jacob was going down the drain!

"Well I'm not your personalized whore!" I said, rather loud. I pushed back against him, and bumping right into a table. The pub suddenly went silent, eyes turning to us. Even our targets. Jacob looked at me with wide and startled eyes. And like me, I felt my cheeks grow hot. I wanted to just act like what I did was nothing but instead I just turn and run. I push those in my way and just go. I can hear him call my name but I ignore it. I just made myself a fool, and made ourselves known to the targets. But what I said...how should one feel when one says that. In public.

I retreat to the streets, going to the alleys and away from the pub. I felt angry, embarrassed. I shouldn't have gotten so worked up but then again he shouldn't have been messing around during the mission. Maybe I should go hide or something, go find a nice ho-

"Hold on there little lady!"

Jacobs arms wrapped around me as he tackled me to the ground. My own thought process had totally blocked the outside world from my attention. I had seemed to cross through some turns and into a long branch of alleys. Jacob had seemed to keep on my tail. But he seemed winded even as we topple to the ground. His hand cushioned my head a bit as we hit the ground. "Goddamn it...you can run" he huffed, trying to hold his breath. I tried to push him off but he locked my hands in a tight bind above my head. "Not so fast" he said, looking down at me, my (E/C) eyes locking with his.

"Get off!" I said, trying to kick him off, but he straddles me and pinned my hips. "Not until I hear an explanation dear" he said, his voice firm but instead I growl. "I don't need to! Like I said I'm not your whore!" I say. "I never said you were my whore!" Jacob said but I shake my head, trying to wiggle away. "No but your actions spoke louder! Every time you come see me you don't try to talk to me or anything, you just want to jack like a rabbit!" I said, anger propelling my words. "But sooner or later, Jacob Frye, you'll get tired of little old me and find some other woman to screw around wi-" I ranted on, but Jacob placed one hand over my mouth in hopes of silencing me.

"You done?" He said raising an eyebrow. I glare at him, tempted to bite his hand. But I hushed up, keeping my glare in place. "Right... Now first of all I never meant to make you feel like a whore I just...I really enjoy your company and I...I just thought maybe this sort of direction would be easier to get to know you....maybe I played it a little too well" he muttered, looking at me with huge puppy eyes. Trying to earn my favor. But my face remained the same.

He frowned, releasing my hands so he could cup my cheek. "I just...I'm not good with all the flirting and waiting... I really like you and wanted to snatch you up before...before anyone else could...oh (Y/N) don't stay mad at me. Please love" he murmured.

Honestly I felt my anger slowly fade but that didn't mean much. Just that my head could think better without a cloud of anger to judge my choices. "How can I tell if what you say is true Jacob? How do I know that you aren't just trying to get me back under your thumb so you can wiggle back in my pants?" I say, pushing him off of me and up to my feet. "I'm not one to be roped along Mr. Frye" I said, casting a look down at him. He pouted before dragging himself up.

Looping his arms around me he nudged his nose against my neck. Like a needy puppy. "Oh love please....just let me prove it..."

"How?" I inquired, crossing my arms and turning my face the other way.

He breathed out, letting his lips just touch my skin. "Tonight... Let me show you..."

"Let me love you"

To be continued

Authors note
Hello! Hope you liked this first part of a two part thingy with Jacob Frye. I plan on making the second part a smut thingy so yay I think. I hope you're enjoying these I have some ideas in mind but don't be afraid to shoot me a message or whatever to suggest either a one shot with a assassin or a different character from another show. Hope you're enjoying these!