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Thread: Dirty Little Secret [horse and darkest_fate]

that's fine. it's good that you were even able to post The movie was one that they'd both seen, seen together even. which just meant that Melissa could pay less attention to the movie and more attention to the girl sitting next to her. Cecilia looked adorable in her pajamas, not to mention the recent memory of the thong. Of course, that served only to remind Melissa of her own commando status, and she shifted on the couch. she really should have kept something on. Wasn't the first time she'd had that thought though. When the movie started, it did get some of Melissa's attentions. She watched as the credits rolled and the opening began, laughing lightly to herself. The popcorn moved between her lips in a mechanical fashion. It gave her something to do, and the girl was always up for eating something. Several times she licked her lips to remove salt or butter from them. This only added to their shininess and overall appeal, to be sure. So that when Cecilia looked, she'd see them glistening in the dim light. All that, and it wasn't even something that Melissa had planned! Their hands touched. Melissa looked down, seeing the blush on Cecilia's cheeks. So adorable, especially when she was trying so hard. then again, Melissa was trying almost as hard herself. When Cecilia moved the popcorn, however, Melissa yelped, almost reaching for it. she certainly complained slightly. The complaints died as Cecilia lowered her head to Melissa's lap. For a few seconds, all the brunette could do was sit and stare. They'd done that before, sure. Snuggled off and on all the time. But they hadn't done it since Melissa had been... well, aware of things. She found her hand stroking her friend's hair. A kiss on the cheek would be fine, wouldn't it? Melissa bent over, lightly touching her lips to her friend's cheek. One sweet, short kiss. Nothing more, nothing less. But still Melissa felt her cheeks burn slightly as she raised her head to focus back on the movie. Sorry, couldn't help it, she responded. You just look so adorable like that. And kissing her lips sounded even more tempting. But they could work up to that. Tempting though it was to just start making out on the couch...
Thread: Dirty Little Secret [horse and darkest_fate]

Yes, Melissa loved her friend. Oh, there was your standard love, like what you would naturally have for someone who'd been your bff for years now. But this was something deeper, rooted in hormones and affection. Melissa loved Cecilia. She wanted to kiss her friend, to make her realize that, yes, someone could and did in fact love her in the way she craved. Unfortunately, the brunette knew that she had a tendency to go through partners, and she was slightly worried that she was a horrible match for Cecilia in that regard. It didn't change her feelings, didn't make her want the redhead any less. Oh, gah, Cecilia was looking at her, that odd twinkle back. Their lips were so close now, so very close. Sinfully close. How Melissa wanted that sin. Her lips parted just thinking of it. So enthralled was she that she nearly missed Cecilia's words. But she heard them. Those sweet words chiming upon the air. It made Melissa flush with excitement, her eyes sparkling. I love you t-- Before she could finish her declaration, Melissa found her lips smothered by her friend's. The brunette squealed with happy joy as she eagerly returned the affection. Her hands threaded through red locks, gripping to hold to something. The bracing helped so that her tongue could move, dueling slightly with Cecilia's. Had the redhead even kissed anyone before? She was remarkably good at it her lips so soft that Melissa wanted to smother them, her tongue just prying enough. Melissa nearly moaned into the kiss. Then hands were upon her. They moved down Melissa's curves, drawing achingly slow lines. Soon they were between her legs. another pleased squeal tore from Melissa, her legs parting to allow her friend better access. Her throbbing sex already nearly leaped for joy at the girl's light touch. Rubbing, oh, Cecilia was rubbing Melissa through that thin barrier of cloth. Maybe it was a good thing that she hadn't worn any panties. Melissa broke the passionate kiss, panting and smiling. You know, I don't usually put out for a first date,' she teased. She moved to kiss her friend's nose, her lips, her chin. But for you I'll make an exception. Besides, there was a mischievous light to the girl's eyes now, and she let her own hand trial along Cecilia's breasts, you need a damn good first time. Hopefully I can provide.
Thread: Dirty Little Secret [horse and darkest_fate]

Oh, God, could this be any hotter? Melissa too saw the dangle web of saliva stretching from her mouth to her friends. Indeed, her wide, dark eyes went wider still upon seeing it. Never before had she gotten that turned on by a simple kiss. Only Cecilia could coax such a reaction. Furthermore, the proximity of their bodies, blazing soft flesh against soft flesh nearly threatened to set the coach aflame. Melissa moaned, unable to hold in her own sexual feelings as they mounted ever higher. Lips continued to blaze moist trails over aching flesh, as Melissa continued her own assault upon her friend. Surely Cecilia couldn't resist the plying kisses as they were placed upon her neck, moving about. A time or two Melissa even drew her friend's flesh between teeth, nibbling delicately. Every good love-making session left its mark upon the lovers, and Melissa fully intended to do so now. Tomorrow Cecilia could touch the redness on her neck, and know that her friend and lover had placed it upon her. Driven by this idea, Melissa nearly chewed Cecilia's soft flesh. Her friend hadn't slouched though. Lips devoured Melissa's own neck, leaving a shimmering trail. The brunette moaned, her lips parting and leaving Cecilia for the moment. Her pleasure only continued, a harsh breath sucked in as fingers trailed about tender nipples. Teasing kisses, insistent touches, they'd toppled over an edge and there was no going back now. Melissa moaned long and low. Shockwaves of pleasure coursed from her nipples, sending signals to a sea of hormones within Melissa. Heartbeats later, she found herself nearly drenched, her sex ready and willing for attention. Groaning, wanting her friend to feel the same way, Melissa reached down for Cecilia's sex... and felt it. She paused. Swallowed. Let her fingers move. Cici, she said, meeting her friend's eyes. is this a remarkably realistic strap on? Because that's what made the most sense to Melissa. sorry, couldn't remember if Mel had discovered that or not. Figured this would work anyway.
Thread: Dirty Little Secret [horse and darkest_fate]

Such sweet kisses, planted with love and lust. They dotted Mel's neck, each little press noticed by the brunette. Each little contact sending new waves of pleasure coursing through her body. To think that a virgin could manage such a thing, such wild, untamed motions. It only made Mel want to kiss and suckle with greater intensity. She took the motions upon herself, feeling them build and raise her own lust. That familiar feeling of faster pulses, raised temperatures, surging hormones, and a general desire to seize someone in a lusty embrace had been rising ever higher in the playful brunette, brought forth and tended to by more and more kissed. Playful touches only added to the sensations, as Mel too picked up, attempting to return whatever was received in kind. Nay, not only return it, but amplify it. To suck instead of kiss. To grab instead of lightly touch. Mel craved her friend, and started with no intention of not having her in the wildest, purest form possible. Yet the first exclamation made Mel draw back. her lips moved from her friend, reluctant. Those eyes stared at the beginning of the mark upon Cecilia's flesh. The smallish circle looked slightly puckered, just nibbled. nothing there to indicate that someone had been doing more than kissing and sucking, certainly not what Melissa had originally intended. But she wasn't the virgin. She read Cecilia's intent, and broke away, trying for softer, gentler movements. Featherlight touches upon silken skin, nuzzlings, a barrage of movements and sensations designed to arouse and titillate. When the command to stop came, Melissa did so. Again, not without reluctance, her face pulling into a pout and her expression a mixture of disappointment and confusion. Just what had she stumbled upon here? what secret? This all proved quite bemusing, and Melissa found herself nearly spacing off, choosing to stare at her friend's enticing curves as the redhead spoke. Still, the words sunk in, if in an unusual, roundabout way. The brunette sighed, leaning in to press her forehead against Cecilia's. Hair fell about them, offering a shade. Is that why you've had so much trouble with guys? asked Melissa. She smiled, chuckled slightly and then moved to nuzzle her friend. I'm upset that you hid that from me. I mean, she paused, looking her friend in the eyes, really upset, Cecilia. Like, almost thinking of stopping upset. But I'm sure there was a good reason, plus, well, she grinned, it's just a bonus for me, right? With that, Melissa slid her hand down to between her friend's legs, grabbing hard and tugging at what she found there. Yes, this would be quite fun indeed.
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

In the year 1186, the young Novice Assassin had been on a few missions for his Master, Al-Mualim. Before becoming coldhearted and ruthless, he had met his first actual target. He had not expected it to be someone he would he soon love very much... Name Altair Ibn La-Ahad Meaning The Flying One and Son of None Age 20 Weight 155 lbs. Height 6'1 Appearance Dark-skinned and handsome, though he hides it beneath a white hood. Dark green eyes pierce his victims souls, though they become soft toward women. He rarely takes off his hood, and when he does, his black hair is shaved short. The most interesting bit of information about him is his missing left ring finger... Personality Calm, collective, and courteous, but becomes determined to finish any mission he is given. Other Has a silver sword by his left hip, and a small collection of daggers by his chest. That tower? the young man asked the man covered by a white scarf, pointing to a somewhat tall tower in front of him. Altair moved his fingers slowly, pumping blood through them as he nodded. His first assassination target was in that tower, in the highest room. For him, it was easy to do as he sprinted upon a collection of boxes to the rooftops and made his way to the tower. He was growing excited, for now was the chance to show Al-Mualim he was a real Assassin. He clambered onto the roof connected by his location, and wall-ran up to the lowest window, climbing skillfully. His breath then became labored halfway through, but didn't stop to rest he needed to finish his assignment!
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

Said tower was the home to a very lovely singer with the stage name Iris. At the age of 22 the woman was already quite well known. She was a tall slender thing with waist length raven black locks. Often times pulled back in a braid so it framed her aristocratic features and gave emphasis to her almond shaped eyes. When asked she would often say they were blue, which they indeed were but it was such a dark blue it seemed black at times. Why someone wanted her dead was uncertain, after all she wasn't a mean individual. A bit headstrong, stubborn, and argumentative but surely nothing that warrented her death? Singing softly she sat before her mirror brushing out her hair, dressed in a white shift that hid her body from prying eyes. After all one could never be sure who was watching.... Such a lovely morning, I think I may go for walk later. she said as she looked out the large balconey window smiling softly.
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

Altair grunted softly as he quickly climbed the windows. Soon enough, he saw the balcony that held his target inside. His excitement grew more and his heart began to thump inside his chest as he grabbed the rail of the balcony while his target wasn't looking. He planted his feet on the stone ledge and crouched while still on it, his eyes trying to focus on the figure inside the building. From an inside viewpoint, he looked like a shadowy angel of death, the white of his eyes staring at his victim.
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

Iris cocked her head to the side pausing in the rythmic strokes. She'd only looked outside a moment ago and nothing was there. It had to be her imagination, of that much she was certain. Finishing with her hair she stood and gazed and herself in the mirror for a breif moment before turning away. She crossed his like of site gliding like some sort of angel and when she turned to go out on the balconey her gaze focused on him, but rather then be afraid she was irratated. Do you mind! she snapped. I swear it gets worse everyday...these are my personal quarters, if you want an autograph come to my next show. No need to scale the tower walls!
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

At the moment she began to talk, the wind howled in Altair's ears, blocking his sense of hearing as well as sight. Time to move without moving yet, he flicked his left wrist and pulled his pinkie finger down. Instantly a long, well-crafted blade jutted out where his ring finger was supposed to be and gleamed in the sunlight. He then stepped down and began his stride towards his target.
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

The female frowned gently as he just remained crouched on the edge of her balcony. What are you...? So focused on that she wasn't aware of the blade until the sunlight caught it and she gasped and backed up. This wasn't an admirer, this was a killer and he was obviously after her. Refusing to remain frozen she ran sliding across the expensive carpets and trying to locate the dagger she always kept near her. Somehow she doubted that she'd survive but she had to try.
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

Altair entered the room and smirked, quietly whispering three words for before the kill and after. He then sprinted towards his target, where the light suddenly left his eyes and saw that it was...a girl . A young woman who, by the looks of it, was a bit older than he was. His left hand was poised to strike her throat, but stopped his legs from moving any further. You...you're... he said quietly, refusing to let down his blade but relzed a bit.
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

Her eyes were shut tightly waiting for the death blow, but it never came. Opening one dark blue orb she blinked delicatly eyeing the blade at her neck. I'm a what? she questioned her voice nothing more then a whisper as her eyes flicked up to meet his. What had made him heisitate she wondered? Though she was thankful none the less. Desipte the situation she couldn't help but notice beneath the hood he had lovely eyes.
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

Have to go after this. I'm going back to my place tomorrow and should be back on fairly quick. A... a woman, Altair breathed. Pulling down his pinkie again, the blade retracted and vanished down his sleeve. He backed off, Good Lord...I almost... he said quietly, then looked at the woman and turned around to leave.
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

I understand I'll speak to you soon He'd spared her life because she was a female? Expelling the breath she'd been holding she touched his shoulder. Wait a moment, why were you planning on killing me in the first place? Surely if he was a murderer of some kind he'd have killed her regaurdless, but something about the way he moved....it was almost like he'd been trained to kill. Still a question remained if that was the case. Why would a trained murderer be after a singer?
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

Altair froze for a moment as the girl touched his shoulder. He turned his gaze on her then stepped away, climbing onto the ledge of the balcony quickly. We do not kill women, he told her before facing out and preparing to test his luck -a leap of faith, he guessed-.
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

Wait who is we? Please do not tell me your going to jump. No need to kill yourself because you cant kill me! her dark blue eyes widened slightly at the idea of any one trying to jump from such a hieght and there was nothing to break his fall that she was aware of. If you need leave at least use the servant passage to the gardens, no one will see you! why was she being so nice to someone who tried to kill her was a mystery, but this man...intrigued her.
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

Altair ignored her request, and looked down. The path was clear, so it was now or never. Goodbye, he told her, a bead of sweat traveling down his forehead. He had never done this before, but there was a first time for everything... Suddenly, an eagle flew overheard and called out a high pitched sound. That was his cue. With a sigh of tension, he stepped forward and fell down, the wind once again howling in his ears. Quickly, he landed in a moving cart of hay and vanished into the crowd of Jerusalem.
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

Iris ran over to the edge of the balconey and watched him fall sighing in relief when the hay cart caught him. What a strange man. she muttered softly turning her attention to the large doors when she heard a knock. It made her jump, obviously she'd been more frightened then she first assumed because her heart was pounding and she was suddenly very worried for her life. Don't forget you have a performance in the square tonight! the voice called and she sighed. I know Remi, I'll be ready....
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

Altair argued with his master back at Masyaf, the castle next to Jerusalem. After a heated argument, Al-Mualim suggested him to take the day to relax and go into the city. The young man had no choice but to accept, for if he didn't, he would be suspended. Altair took his equipment anyway for the slight occasion for the need to defend himself, and rode into the city. For some reason, however, he absolutely could not take his mind off that young woman...
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

Being a perfomer was not without it's perks, since she didn't strip, people respected her. However she was known to wear lose fitting cloths that often times displayed her midrift. As he rode into the city he was see a group of children running to the square. Hurry, we're going to miss Iris! one exclaimed as they joing the throng of people circiling the square. In the middle she stood a veil obscuring her face singing a sweet love song her voice lilting and percise. There was already a heft sum of coin around her feet.
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

Altair noticed the group of children rushing past him, and decided to follow. After all, his master said he needed to relax. Dismounting his horse and leaving it in the stables, he followed the children to the large square where a large crowd was already situated. He moved between the people easily like water around rocks until he was just in front a line of guards, obviously protecting the woman called Iris from harm. Altair sighed with contentment as he listened to her heavenly voice, closing his eyes to just hear her words. His heartbeat slowed to a comfortable pace and watched Iris with enraptured eyes.
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

She moved from one song to the next, some about love, others about pain. Each one brought tears of joy, sadness, love in the eyes of her audiance. When she finished the crowd roard with applause and she bowed the gaurd seperating and when she looked up her eyes met his and a flash she gasped softly backing up but recovering quickly. Thank you everyone for your kindess. she called out Please enjoy the rest of your evening. the men in the crowed groaned in distress as the crowd began to disperse. Almost right away the gaurds began gathering the money that lay before her. I didn't expect to see you again... she commented softly not looking up at him.
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

Altair noticed the gasp during her finish when she saw him, and wondered why. He looked at her in confusion when she spoke to him. What do you mean? I have never--! he then realized who she was and backed away a step, glancing at the guards before looking at Iris.
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

Who is this Iris? one of the gaurd said as he eyed the strange man with suspicion. Is he the one that broke into your room? she rolled her eyes and scoffed. I don't recall saying anyone broke into my room Remi and most certainly not him, where on earth did you get that? It was the truth to she hadn't said a word about anyone sneaking into her rooms earlier that day and no one should've known. A strange look crossed her face but she mentioned nothing about it. He's just a fan of mine...that's all. writing something down and a scrap of paper she handed it to him. Here is my autograph enjoy. However it wasn't an autograph he saw when he looked down it was a note. Remi is the one who wants me dead, I'm worried he'll try to do it himself. Please help. but the urgency was hidden behind the mask she wore. Lets get going before it grows dark, did we gather all the money? and they all walked off.
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

Altair looked at the autograph and exhaled sharply. Only one way to know for sure... he closed his eyes and mind off from everything else around him, and after a moment open everything again, and it changed. Every person he could see was lightly tinted with a different color, based on their true intentions. Iris was a bright white, which meant she wasn't a definite harm to him, and the guards were... well, guards. They were dark blue. And Remi was a bright red Altair growled gently at this and nodded slightly to her. Thank you Iris... I will cherish this forever, he said humbled before turning around and walking away. He now needed to follow Iris and Remi to make sure she was safe, so he traveled to the place he knew best rooftops.
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

The remaining gaurds broke away as the approched her home, more or less. Leaving her and Remi, who was her personal bodygaurd alone in the courtyard. Iris hadn't said a word to him the entire walk and it was beginning to irk the man. They hadn't discussed why he knew about the break in, and it was no or never. Because if she told the authorities he was as good as dead. Slipping a knife from his belt he prepared to strike her from behind. Iris turned and her eyes widened. So it was you.... she whispered softly. A heartbroken look crossed her eyes, Why? but she never got an answer because the dagger was swinging downwards aimed at her heart.
Thread: Assassin's Creed: Altair's Past (CrystalFox and Dakol)

Altair trailed them carefully, his eyes eyes always on Remi as he stalked the rooftops, jumping shortly to another building until they came to her courtyard. He listened to their conversation and looked at Remi. He whispered the three words once again and began scaling down on the beams until he was above the two. Stepping off the beam, he dropped off and hit the ground between them and stood up. This happened after Remi raised the dagger, and allowed Altair to grab his wrist and twist it roughly to force him to let go of the blade.