Chapter 3
Festival fun
"Bella and Francisca, can you take up Mr Kenway's bags into the spare bedroom." The two maids bowed and took the bags up with teeth clenched at the weight. Behind them, Krosis and Haytham sniggered at the sight.
"General, it is good to see you again. I heard about your new placement in Boston from Charles… congratulations."
"Thank you sir…" The new Second-in-Command of Boston's Guard led Haytham into his office which wasn't piled with as much paper as it originally did, "I have a new office in the fort with the Generals, and I keep most of my papers there. Keeps here clean…"
"Of course, it is good having an extra place for work."
"Tea?"
"And chess?" The two men chuckled, Krosis lifted his chess board and placed it in the centre of his desk while Haytham pulled over an armchair.
"Bella!"
"Yes master?" The girl appeared in the doorway in a second.
"Please brew us some tea, thank you." The girl curtsied and rushed away.
Haytham had gotten used to the girls after the five years they replaced Bella's mother, who passed away not long after he had left that day so long ago. Bella, due to having no other immediate family, now lived along with her French friend on the Mansion's grounds in a small two room house.
"It looks like she is finally returning to her former self."
"Francisca has been a good friend and influence for her." Krosis made a move and scratched his chin.
They were quiet, Bella returned with the tea and placed mugs beside them.
"Thank you Bella, you and Francesca can have the day off. You two haven't had a break in a while and I heard there is a festival down on the main street of Boston."
The girls eyes brightened, "Is that alright? You don't want us to help with settling Master Haytham in?"
"It is fine my dear, go."
"Yes sir, thank you!" Bella rushed off to find her best friend, the sound of the two girls squealing in glee brought small smiles to the two men's faces. After some time they could be heard running down the stairs and leaving with polite but excited, 'Good bye!'
"To be young… now then…" Krosis stood and bent over Haytham with glassy eyes, "Maybe we can continue this game later?"
Eagerly, Haytham followed Krosis up the stairs and threw his clothes off. He didn't get the chance to full undress before Krosis was on him with teeth, tongue and hands. He moaned while struggling with the lace of his trousers between the distracting touch of his lover.
"Get. Clothes. Off. Now." Krosis chucked at Haytham and quickly threw off his clothing. The two wrapped around each other against the wall and humped against each other's hardness evoking deep moans.
Rough like always, Krosis slammed Haytham into the wall as each thrust got rougher. Frustrated with Krosis, Haytham pushed forward to send Krosis sprawling across his bed.
Swiftly Haytham landed on the man while baring his teeth, "I am not in the mood for slow, Mr Alonso."
"Yes sir." Krosis laughed and easily rolled them over, he kissed Haytham all over his neck and the expanse of his chest while running his fingers through the other man's even greyer hair. "How's this?"
A cry exited Haytham's wide mouth in surprise, he didn't expect Krosis' large member to dig into his body without oil. It was slightly painful at first but his body quickly remembered the warm pulsing girth and relaxed around it.
"You…" Haytham's voice was raspy with pleasure and mock anger. Krosis looked down with that sarcastic grin of his while beginning to rock his hips to bring out the older man's moans.
And it worked.
Tightly Haytham wrapped his arms around his lovers shoulders and threaded his fingers through the freshly cut fine locks, they flowed through his fingers like water. Krosis moaned at the feeling of nails on his scalp and thrust forward harder.
The younger man moved back and moved so he was standing while Haytham was arched half off the bed, this allowed Krosis more movement to thrust forward harder. A raspy cry of pleasure was the reply to the action, "Do you like this better sir?"
Another moan, how Haytham loved it when Krosis used that powerful but submissive soldier voice, like a lowly foot soldier trying to please his superiors.
"What else do you want me to do?"
"Don't stop and go harder?" Haytham said as sassy has he could manage in his lust, Krosis gave a smirk as sweat dripped down his chest. The Grand Master watched them trail down the expanse of his lover's muscled chest and licked his lips.
The grin of Krosis' became wider just before he spun the older man to the side, spread one of the man's legs up over his elbow and slammed back inside causing Haytham to moan and clench the sheets.
"Krosis!" The mentioned man threw back his head with a sigh as Haytham's walls clenched around him, reaching down he rubbed his own balls to quicken along his release.
A moan escaped the two, Krosis because he finally came and Haytham in frustration.
"What's wrong sir." Krosis was breathing heavily as he looked down at his superior with a knowing smirk, Haytham growled and knocked the younger man to the ground by rising up fast.
The Grand Master grabbed Krosis' hair roughly causing him to cry out in pain and pleasure so he was kneeling. As he cried out, Haytham slammed his weeping shaft into the warmth of the man's throat, they both moaned.
Standing to pound into the man's mouth, Haytham had a head spasm from the roof to Krosis as the younger man dragged his teeth down his lover. The sound of sucking and moans filled the room loudly, Krosis made the sounds coming from Haytham louder as he grabbed the man's balls and rubbed his fingers against the bottom of them.
A long airy sigh came from Haytham's slightly parted lips as he ejaculated into Krosis' mouth. The other man swallowed and licked up and down his softening shaft to clean it of his lover's nectar.
Slowly Krosis stood up from the ground; he ran his lips along Haytham's jawline as the older man tried to catch his breath, "Welcome home, Haytham."
"Thank you for this welcome home present, same thing you give me for all my birthdays though."
"That's true; want me to let you win in chess for a change?"
"That's not worth it unless I beat you in the game myself." Haytham laughed and kissed the tall man, "I appreciate the offer though. I actually was curious about this festival…"
"Ah! Of course, do you want to see it?"
"I have been to the festival only once, it would be interesting to see it again." He nodded at the younger man, they both took a bath together and dressed slowly.
While Haytham wore his usually clothes, Krosis buttoned up a long coat over his pants and shirt then threw a brilliant red over coat around his shoulders but positioned it so it covered more of one shoulder. Behind his back, Haytham frowned.
Krosis laughed heavily as he felt the weight of his hat being wiggled over his head, Haytham was a sucker for presentation. "Better now?" He held up his arms and gave a cheeky grin, a nod of approval and lusty eyes were his answer.
The two armed themselves in case of trouble and finally left the mansion, they climbed onto their horses, Haytham on his black one and Krosis on his light bay, and began to ride the short distance to Boston. Somewhere along the way it turned into a race.
Haytham was already jumping off his horse when Krosis came skidding to a stop at the Boston stables, "Took your time."
"Shut up." The words were filled with humour as Krosis easily climbed off his horse, the two paid the stable master to take care of their mounts for the day and went off to find the festival.
-A-
They just had to follow the music.
Redcoats marched down the streets playing drums and trumpets, other people from the village spun around the main street playing violins and flutes.
Haytham was blinded by the bright colours and noise, hundreds of people swarmed the street. Thankfully if was difficult to loose Krosis in the crowd as he towered over everyone by over a foot, and even if he did vanish Haytham had the eagle sight. Something not used that often for assassinating lately.
The two men stood at the side of the festival taking in the environment quietly with hands folded behind their backs. After a while Krosis spoke, "Something's not right…"
"What?"
"Bella and Francisca, I would have expected to seem them around or dancing… have you seen them?"
That did strike as odd to Haytham, the two girls always joyfully leapt to any chance of dancing. While Krosis went to ask around if anyone had seen the girls, Haytham brought forth his unused power. Golden lights surrounded the area where people were dancing, but faded. The girls were here only a little bit before the two men arrived but they must have stopped for a moment of rest… so where were they now?
"A group of women say they saw the girls dancing, gave them warm feelings…" Krosis muttered when he joined Haytham, "I… what is it?"
"They were dancing but left… follow me…" Krosis didn't ask how Haytham knew and followed like a good soldier, Haytham tracked down the lights. The gold led them into an alley way, "This way."
The two walked fast through the alleys until they heard familiar voices begging in terror, "Please leave Francisca alone!"
They looked at each other in quick understanding, Haytham skilfully scaled the walls and went to position himself in case Krosis couldn't get the girls out. Just as stealthily, Krosis kept to the shadows on the ground and snuck around the walls and fences. Bending down, he crawled across the ground in long grass to get to a hay stack.
Carefully the soldier wiggled through the hay so he was just behind one man harassing the two girls.
"Shut up, I am just asking the scum what she was saying. SPEAK. CLEARER. BITCH!" The man gripped Francisca's hair while he yelled slowly into her ear like she had a mental incapacity. No one was looking as Krosis drove a dagger through one of the men's heart from behind and pulled him into the hay.
"Leave her alone you bastard!" Bella kicked at the ankles of the man holding her, he grunted in annoyance and threw her into a wall.
"BELLA!" Francisca tried to run to her friend only to have the other man grab her throat.
"Disgusting scum… How cute your little fake friendship is." The men laughed, not noticing another man's life extinguished as Krosis stabbed another and pulled him around a corner. Slowly he was making his way closer to Bella.
The man who had thrown her pulled her back to her dazed feet, her eyes rolled upwards then back down as she focused her attention on the bastard holding her friend.
"Let us go, I am warning you." The leading man laughed loudly and looked back at her.
"Or what?"
"My father is a powerful man in the army, harm me and my friend and you look for a life in a cell." Bella spoke strongly and without fear, a proud smile rose to his lips.
"Oh really? You look like maids to me…" The man chuckled darkly, but Bella didn't falter.
"I borrowed this dress from my friend… I broke out of home to come here. My mother…"
"I don't care for your excuses, all I want is this girl to know she is nothing." The man holding Bella covered her mouth to keep her from talking, she tried to kick and escape but the man held firm.
"BELLA!" The men leapt out of their skins at Krosis' strong voice, they turned with wide eyes to the massive man before them, "I thought it was you I saw. I had to get away from the lords I was escorting to find you, so I hope you… what are you men doing to my daughter and her friend."
"We were just playing, nothing serious sir!" The men let go of the girls quickly and scuffled backwards.
"Come here girls, Francisca your parents will be very worried for you… and you," Bella pulled a very convincing guilty look as Krosis looked down his nose at her, "You have much to explain to me."
The group of men turned tail and fled, once the area was clear Krosis grinned down at Bella. "That was very clever of you, why did your tone change so suddenly?"
"I… saw Master Kenway on the roof…" As Bella said that, Haytham leapt down from where he was hiding and joined them. "I hoped that if he was there so would you, I knew you would easily go along with any story I came up with so…"
"Very clever." Krosis pulled the girls into a tight hug, "I am glad you are both alright…"
A sob escaped Francisca, "I was so scared…" Bella hugged her friend tightly and Krosis rubbed her bright blonde head soothingly.
"You are safe now. Shall we return to the festival, or the mansion?" Haytham spoke softly as to not frighten the girls, Francisca looked up at him through her puffy eyes.
"Is it alright to… do one last dance?"
"Of course, I will go with you in case of more problems. Sir I apologize for disrupting you from your business." Krosis wrapped his arms around the girls and nodded to Haytham in understanding.
"No problem at all Mr Alonso. I might join you if I can finish in time." Haytham said farewell then walked away. While he went to hunt the remaining men, Krosis returned with the girls to put their minds at ease.
-A-
Once all men were disposed of, Haytham ran across the roofs to get to the main road faster. He leapt into the last alley and strolled out calmly, a smirk rose to his lips at the sight of the three.
Haytham's lover was there with a grin from ear to ear, he was spinning around with the two girls perched on his shoulders. He kept them from falling with an arm each wrapped over their thighs causing the dresses to bunch up.
People laughed and skipped a ring around the tall man, the two girls raised their arms and squealed out their joy.
"Master Kenway! Come join us!" Bella begged Haytham over but he shook his head and raised a hand, he wanted to watch them.
"Come on sir, this is a once in a lifetime experience!" Even through the joy in Krosis' voice Haytham could hear the true words, 'Enjoy your life with me because it could end tomorrow.'
And Haytham gave in, he walked over and smiled gently as Bella leapt easily from Krosis' shoulder without a care for her dress. The young maid grabbed both of Haytham's hands and pulled him over into the dancing ring.
"I am a little rusty my dear."
"We're are not dancing traditionally sir, only having fun!" Bella said with a large grin as she made Haytham spin without letting go of his hands, Krosis laughed as he twirled women around with his free hand and bobbled Francisca on his shoulder. The French girl was cheering and laughing, a group of French men began to sing a jolly tune in their native language and she joined them.
While grinning the whole time, Haytham twirled Bella around. As the dancing troupe moved close to the water, Krosis looked at them with a dark grin.
Lucky for Haytham that he looked up when he did in time to catch a screaming Francisca in his arms as she was thrown in the air towards him. Before anyone could react or understand Krosis' motive, strong arms wrapped around the three of them and they were flying through the air.
In a screaming breath, they were plummeting into the icy cold water. People looked over the edge while laughing as the four appeared in the surface, a group of Redcoats looked down as they recognised their Commander and laughed along with everyone.
While Krosis laughed in a hearty roar, the other three sent him harsh looks. "What?" He sarcastically shrugged and smirked.
"Mr Alonso…" Before Krosis could get away at Haytham's dark tone, the three pushed their weight onto him and dunked him beneath the water making his arms fly wild above the surface.
Around them, people leapt into the water with squeals of joy.
Watching this display, a young lad in white sat watching. No one paid attention to the half native as his eyes were glued to the Templar's as they tried to race to a post while the two laughing girls climbed out in their heavy dresses.
With a small sigh of longing, Connor walked away from the large grin of his father. But the image haunted him, maybe his father could be reasoned with?
Because he looked like a kind man.