assassins creed one-shots

Arno x reader night time

      Walking down the streets of Paris during the revolution was risky business regardless of however well prepared you were, but you had to do it for your ill grandfather;you cared about him dearly and you'd do anything to keep him well since he raised you from the small and pure little girl to a gorgeous mature woman. As you made your way around the dark and filthy streets of Paris you quickly walked into a small medicine shop and got your grandfathers medicine and made your way out; your original plans of quickly getting the medicine and going home were ruined when three gruff and rather muscular men stood in your path. 

       "P-pardon me..." you said quietly. Trying to gently shove past them only to be pushed down and laughed at by the other two men; quickly standing up and brushing yourself off you gently brush your hand against your hip, not wanting to get unwanted attention and you stealthily pulled out a dagger. 

      "You know madam, it's not safe to be out here at these late hours," said the man cunningly, 'No shit...' you thought to yourself. "Men like us can do some rather...nasty and lewd things to you~." He said as he quickly charged toward you and pinned you against the stone wall of the medicine shop, you grunted and tightened your grip on the dagger and grit your teeth. "Oooh, this one don't fight back boys, won't be much fun but," he slowly slid his hand up your thigh to your hip, "I don't mind one bi-AH! YOU FILTHY WHORE!" he yelled out after you quickly shoved him away and cut his forearm with your weapon.

        "Keep your distance, I don't mind cutting you again, not one bit," you said with a smirk. You felt eyes on you, but not their eyes. Their eyes were full of anger, rage, and last but not least- lust; but as you glance at the rooftops behind the men in front of you, you spot a figure there, watching. You couldn't see their face, only their silhouette in the dusk. You just barely noticed the man you had just cut rush toward you; just managing to dodge it you let out a small breath of relief, which was short lived as the other two men ran up behind you and grabbed both your arms, one of them gripping your wrist tightly making you wince in pain and drop both the dagger and medicine. One of the men punched you in the gut and threw you down roughly; they used your moment of weakness to their advantage and kicked your side, successfully making you lay on your side. You groaned in pain as the pinned you down, the man you have previously cut now close to straddling your hips; he began to push up your dress, only to be stopped by a sudden tap on the shoulder.

       "Who the h-"he was cut off by a rather painful sounding punch, the two men holding you down shot up and charge toward the person, sitting up and holding your aching head you see the silhouette from before now closer than before. You watched as the gracefully through punches, dodge them, and kick the two men effortlessly. Neither of the two men lasted very long with the stranger; as you looked at the person they walked closer to you, obviously a male, rather tall and from what you can see, handsome.

       "Are you going to just stare at me, or take my hand and get up from these filthy streets?" Perhaps not the biggest gentleman but his voice sent chills down your spine; noticing that he was holding his hand out for you- you took it and he harshly pulled you up. 

       "Ow, what's your problem?"

       "What's yours; walking around alone at this time of day alone, and not to mention at the most violent parts of Paris."

        "I had to get medicine for my grandfather, I know it was stupid to be out alone,but he really needed it." He scoffed slightly as he walked over and picked up both the medicine and your dagger, "thank you." He waved it off and began to walk away. "Can I at least have your name?" 

        "Why the hell would you want my name?"

        "Well I need to know who to thank, I'm not just going to get up and walk away from the stranger who saved me without some sort of thank you." 

       "You want to thank me," you nodded, "you really want to thank me huh?" he had as light smirk on his face, he slowly walked towards you and took off his hood revealing his face, you blushed slightly seeing his handsome and sharp features. As he got closer you felt your cheeks grow hotter, he roughly gripped your jaw and slammed your lips together is a rough yet heated kiss, you hummed slightly and pulled him closer to yourself. He deepened it then pulled away,both of you panting slightly. "My name is Arno Dorian, and yours is?"    

     "_______ _______," you said somewhat dazed.    

     "Hmm,your first name suits you well, but I'm not quite fond of your last name, but perhaps with time, I can change that." He said with a sly smirk plastered on his face as your cheeks turned a darker shade of red. 

      And with time, not only did your last name change, but your life changed for the better. Now in a happy marriage with Arno and with your beautiful son anddaughter; you were glad that you had met him. Even if he did at times insult you,in a joking manner of course; it was just his way of showing his love. And the rest of this adventure is for you and your new husband to decide.