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Desmond x Reader [ Tag ]

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Tag use to be fun

That is until I started dating Desmond Miles. AKA Mr Assassin man is too good enough to play fair.

I was running like the devil was biting at my heels, my hair blowing past my face and cheeks stung with the cold brisk air. I could hear the crunch of leave and the swing of branches behind me. I glanced back, seeing the bright flash of his hoodie behind the dark green foliage. Damn it! Why did I even choose to play tag?! Why not flipping checkers or battle ship!

I huffed as I ran faster, the forest we picked for this had tall trees that probably made this game more like hawk and mouse. Desmond being the ever approaching hawk and me being the little squirt mouse.

My mouth felt like a desert and my lungs burned a bit as I kept on running, determined not to fall short of being caught so easily by the assassin version of Tarzan here. But it was all in vain, a heavy weight colliding with my body. I fell to the ground my feet tangling with Desmond's as he cushioned my fall from the hard earth. "Tag" he said, a cheeky sole coming across his face.

"You know, its not really tag if you can climb like fucking Spider-man" I grumbled, my face pressed against his chest. Propping myself up, my body firmly wedged onto his, I gazed down at his face. Eyes twinkling with victory and smug smile. "Don't get so cocky Mister Dick face" I muttered making him chuckle, his hands sliding up to my waist. "What? Is someone a sore loser?" He cooed, making me frown and crinkle my nose.

"I have an idea, how about we play 'Who can slap who the hardest' I'll go first"

He laughed, his smile tugging up even farther. "Aw don't be like that babe" he said, running his hands down just below the curve of where my butt met my thighs. He pulled them up so I straddled his waist, squeezing them just a bit to get a blush to criss my cheeks.

"Desmond, I talked to you about this. We are not having sex in the woods you pervert" You said making him raise his eyebrows. "I'm not doing anything" he chuckled. I pushed up against his chest, raising my brow. "That's what you say every time" I said as I tries to move from his grasp but he squeezed my thighs and whined, leaning up to press a kiss to my throat.

"D'aw don't be like (Y/N)" he said, nibbling on the skin. I faked a pout, looking away from him. He whined again, peppering my throat with kisses. "Be like what? I'm just saying the last thing we need is poison ivy all over ours butts and having creepy forest squirrels watch us" I mumbled, his mouth smiled against my skin before leaving a long rough lick against my skin. From the base of my throat to my jaw.

"Oh Desmond ew" I said hiding my moan as I felt his tongue slide against my throat. He chuckled, nudging his head into the crook of my neck. He held me firmly against his body, both of us enjoying this rare moment between us. It felt like forever since we both embraced like this. Months since we've even some any sexual activity. Its just been me holding his hand while he goes through these sessions. I try to be supportive, act like nothing is wrong.

He let out a silent sigh, pressing a kiss on my lips before getting up. Hooking my legs around his waist, he kept me up against his chest. "So...what game should we play next?" He murmured, his thumbs rubbing against my jean thighs. "Well I would suggest chest but you suck at that so..." I said but he smiled, rubbing his nose against my cheek.

"How about...we see who can kiss who the longest?" He whispered, kissing my lips once. I smiled, letting his kiss smother my lips, his hands squeezing my thighs. I moaned into his kiss, running my fingers nails down his scalp earning a nice low moan from his throat. He backed you up so your back hit the rough texture of the tree, his mouth smashing and begging. Wanting to taste you with all his love and might.

But you pushed against him a bit, having to swallow a large gulp of air. "Settle down there tiger" You muttered, wiggling your legs down so you stand. He chuckled, cupping the back of my neck. "Get me all excited for nothing" he chuckled, rubbing his fingers through my (H/C) hair. "Yup I'm such a tease" you said with a roll of your eyes before pushing him back a bit and smiled.

"Come on, let's get back to keeping you busy. Can't be lazing about now can we" I said knowing that if he wanted to get frisky then I had to keep him moving or else we would be getting all down and dirty on the forest floor. He smiled before shaking his head. "Ah come on (Y/N) we can be productive with what we're doing now...we can find other ways to get all sweaty and hot" he purred but you easily evaded his arms when he reached for you.

"Tut tut" I said wagging my finger in front of him smiling. "I don't think our game of tag is over. Come on assassin, come and get me" I said with a smile. "And maybe then you can have what you want"

He smiled wide before tugging the good over his eyes, smirking. "I'll give you a five minute head start... But if I catch you then you're all mine babe" he said smirking.

You smirked a bit but a tiny part of you really didn't want the two busting it out on the forest floor.

So you ran, ran as fast as you could before you heard the swish of Desmond behind you. Taking off in the trees, with his eyes pinned onto your sprinting form.

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