It's been quite some time since I've played Assassin's Creed! Wow! Three years! This YAOI so if you don't like it, LEAVE! Flames are not what I like. This Alt/Mal so if you don't like the couple like I said before: LEAVE! Enjoy the FLUFFINESS! Also, I decided to include Ezio in this. Just for laughs. (Even though everyone knows that at the time he wasn't even alive yet)
P.S.: This isn't a songfic, but on Youtube look up Bloom (Disney remix) and just think of it in the background or better yet, listen to it while you're reading.
"You look so cute when you're working, Malik." exclaimed the white-clad assassin as he entered the bureau. Malik, obviously annoyed by his presence snapped the feather he used to write in half, not caring where the ink spread on the map he was writing. "Trying to flirt this early in the morning again Altair?" Altair smirked at his friend's annoyance. "You know I won't stop until you say yes… Also why you would take my compliment as an opportunity to flirt I have no idea."
"Well the idiotic smile on your face pretty much says it all." Malik replied, feeling a migraine spring up in his mind as he looked up at the assassin whom he would never admit was attractive. "You know you like me, but you just haven't admitted it yet." Altair winked and stuck his tongue out teasingly. Malik jumped over to stand right in front of him and a deep brown clashed with a light gold. Malik's glare held Altair in his place and vice versa for Malik.
As they stood quietly for a few minutes, lost in each other's eyes, and after about two minutes Altair took the chance to do something drastic. He pressed his lips against Malik's. The kiss was not soft, but rough and forceful. Suprisingly Malik did not get angry by the forceful advance, but took it as an opportunity to convey his love without saying it out loud. Then Altair calmed, feeling secure in the fact Malik would not run away.
Gasping and taking a chance in the middle of their make-out session to speak, Altair whispered in Malik's ear: "Say it. Submit to me." Huskily, Malik replied, "Never." The two resumed as Altair pushed him up against the wall and began removing his clothes. After removing his shirt, Altair planted kisses up and down his chest and stopping at his neck to bite and suck.
Malik blushed a deep shade of red when suddenly Altair stopped to look at him. "Will you admit it yet?" Altair smirked, sliding a hand down inside Malik's pants where Malik's blush got more intense and he began to sweat. "Ye-yes, I believe that…" Altair waited for the words patiently. The tension built up as the silence hung between them.
Malik smiled, kissing Altair on the nose as he took Altair's arms off the wall behind him (one at a time of course) and held his hand to stare deeply once again into his eyes. Backing him away from the wall, Malik continued. "We can be friends." Altair gave him an indifferent look and a moment before he took his leave vowed, "One day I shall get it out of you Malik! I swear it!"
