❤Altaïr/Prince Male Reader❤

Scenario: Stealing Kisses

Since his arrival, (M/N) was not interested in dancing or dining, more interested in rather distancing and detaching himself from everyone. So, (M/N) sought solace and shelter in the royal gardens, even enjoying refreshing and rejuvenating raindrops showering and soaking his beautiful body. Yet, (M/N) was soon interrupted and intruded, strange shadowy silhouettes streaming out of the emerald green maze and in his direction. "You're one naive prince," the Templar chuckled, while (M/N) begun backing away, as the Templar reached out and grabbed his hand. "I've been told to come and collect you. It seems I even came before those annoying Assassins, too. You're mine now, prince!"

Without warning, (M/N) had been lifted up into the air, his body bolstered atop the Templar's strong and sturdy shoulder. However, (M/N) did not waste time to start struggling and squirming, his fists striking and slamming the Templar's back. Yet, (M/N) only heard his captors chuckle in amusement, his hope withering and wilting away now. "How dare you?! I am your prince! Let go of me!" (M/N) demanded, while writhing around in the Templar's grip, as the Templars continued laughing at his expense. "This is an act of treason - an unforgivable crime, with a punishment of death. Unhand me now, Templar! So, I may execute you!"

However, (M/N) was not released from the Templar's cruel clutches, which tightened and tensed into a vice grasp. Even so, (M/N) fought against the Templar's handsy hold, his elbows brutally banging and beating the Templar's soft skull. In an instant, (M/N) had been dropped to the ground, just when adrenaline prepared him to start running away. "Bitch!" the Templar growled, while slapping (M/N)'s cheek, as (M/N) stumbled onto his feet and tried to escape. "Come on, boys! Let's teach this fucking prince some manners."

But, (M/N) was soon saved from further humiliation and abuse, especially when a mysterious man stepped in-between the Templars and himself. So, (M/N) did not waste time crawling away, not wanting another incident of collateral damage occurring once more. Once far from his captors, (M/N) noticed that the mysterious man is someone special, an Assassin from Masyaf who was sent to collect him, too. "Then, I'm not really safe," (M/N) mummurred, while watching the Templars and Assassin fight, as (M/N) quickly started fleeing towards the palace exit. "Where can I hide? I'll just hide in my room. It's nicely guarded."

XOXO

Once inside of his bedroom, (M/N) quickly locked his bedroom door, spinning around and then trying to close his bedroom windows next. However, (M/N) froze in his tracks soon, fear and fright flushing throughout his battered body. But, (M/N) still slowly inched towards his bathroom, which contained secret tunnels to the palace courtyard. "The Templars were right. You are a naive one," the Assassin chuckled, while sheathing his hidden blade, as (M/N) quickly scurried towards the bathroom. "Come on, Your Highness! The Templars couldn't keep you from me. A door certainly won't, either."

In an instant, (M/N) was soon cornered by the Assassin, who had kicked the bathroom door easily open. So, (M/N) screamed and shouted for his guards, but not one came. Yet, (M/N) did not stop yelling for help, which infuriated and irritated the Assassin. "You cannot take me! I will not leave with you!" (M/N) cried, while the Assassin grumbled and grabbed his hand, as (M/N) was then thrown on top of his bed. "How dare you? Do I look like some cheap whore to you? Did you forget I'm a prince?"

Without hesitation, (M/N) begun tossing things, like his stuffed animals and pillows. However, (M/N)'s captor just dodged his attacks, which made (M/N) shout in frustration and fury. But, (M/N) could not give up, especially when he does not know the Assassin's intentions. "You're feisty. I like you," the Assassin snickered, while crawling onto the bed, as (M/N) whimpered and started backing away. "What's the matter? Am I scaring you, Your Highness?"

Of course, (M/N) didn't want to admit his fear, especially to keep his honor and dignity intact. Even so, (M/N) was scared of the Assassin, but (M/N) found the Templars truly terrifying than his Assassin captor right now. After all, (M/N) knows the Templars take things they want by any means necessary, even blood and death will not stop them. "No," (M/N) said, while the Assassin held his hands, as (M/N) turned to the side and looked at his pinned wrist. "No, I'm not scared of you."

Yet, (M/N) heard his captor chuckle in amusement, especially because the Assassin knows he is lying. After all, (M/N)'s body is shaking underneath the Assassin, even his knees trembled together. In all honesty, (M/N) is frightened of the Assassin, not knowing the Assassin's intentions just scared him. "Really?" the Assassin asked, while grabbing (M/N)'s jaw, as (M/N) gasped and squeezed shut his eyes. "I think you are, Your Highness. But, I assure you. You have nothing to be afraid of."

But, (M/N) doesn't believe he is safe, not until the Assassin reveals his intentions and identity. So, (M/N) demanded for some answers, just wanting to understand his situation. After all, (M/N) was pursued by both Templars and Assassins, who want clearly something from him. "How am I safe? I don't know who you are, your name, or your intentions," (M/N) sighed, while trying to free his hands, as the Assassin continued tightening his grip. "Why is this happening? I don't understand. I haven't troubled the Templars or Assassins."

So, (M/N) expected some answers, which he had received. In time, (M/N) figured out the Assassin's identity and intentions, not something he had expected. Even so, (M/N) trusted the Assassin now, even felt safe as well. "My name is Altaïr. I've been sent to convey a warning. Your kingdom will experience some new changes. You see, Masyaf wants to expand, but the Templars, too. We've been fighting over your region. If you won't willingly surrender, we'll take your land by force," Altair informed, while (M/N)'s (E/C) eyes grew wide, as Altair finally released (M/N) from his hold. "Who will you choose? The Templars or Assassins?"

XOXO

Upon hearing the truth, (M/N) chose the Assassins, especially because Altair saved him from the Templars. In addition, (M/N) didn't want to fight Assassins or Templars, not because he couldn't, though. In fact, (M/N) has his own army, but the thing Templars and Assassins are fighting for isn't his war. "Alright, I choose your organization. However, I won't give you my men. If only they wish, then they can join your cause. But, I won't force them to. Your fight is not mine," (M/N) said, while leaning against his headboard, as Altair agreed to the terms. "Where is the contract, then? Will I not sign anything?"

After Altair shown him the contract, (M/N) fetched for his quill, dipping then the tip thoroughly into ink. When he had finished, (M/N) signed and sealed the contract, which Altair then took out of his hands. So, (M/N) thought that the contract is over, especially when Altair tucked the contract safely away, but he was wrong. "We aren't done yet," Altair smirked, while walking towards (M/N), as (M/N) begun backing away. "Aren't you aware? Contracts must be sealed with a kiss."

In an instant, (M/N) sighed and rolled his eyes, especially because he knows Altair is just teasing. Even so, (M/N) chose to play along, which Altair didn't expect him to. But, (M/N) is secretly charmed by Altair's handsome looks, with Altair's amber colored eyes the most, though. "Is that so, Assassin? Fine, I'll kiss you. You did save me," (M/N) smiled, while Altair picked him up, as (M/N) sat atop his desk and blushed. "You're lucky you're handsome, too. Otherwise, I would never kiss you."

Then, (M/N) placed his legs around Altair's waist, his lips touching Altair's slightly chapped ones. But, (M/N) hardly cared and continued kissing Altair, especially because Altair is quite skilled. So, (M/N) just allowed him to lead, who then pulled away and kissed his forehead. "I'm afraid I must leave. My Master awaits our contract," Altair grinned, while walking towards his bedroom door, as (M/N) touched his swollen lips. "Don't leave your windows open anymore, Your Highness. You just don't know who might come in. Besides, I know all about your palace's secret tunnels. So, I think you should expect a visit from me sometime soon. Goodbye, my prince."

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