My Loving Assassin
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Baptism
My Loving Assassin
Chapter II: Baptism
Azriel’s first contract for the Dark Brotherhood had been relatively easy. He had snuck on board the pirate ship, as planned, stabbed the captain as he slept, stole some of the captain’s belongings, and jumped off of the ship’s balcony, swimming to safety. He was surprised that at the moment that his body hit the water the water turned pink around him, washing the pirate’s blood off of his hands and out of his clothes. This would surely please Vincente Valtieri.
Azriel used the water around the Imperial city to swim as far as he could from the sight of the murder before he dared to walk on land again. Even then, he used ponds, streams, and any other body of water he could to throw whomever might be tracking him off of his trail. Unlike last time there was no fear in his heart as he fled, but rather a strange thrill. Just like many of the other members of the Dark Brotherhood, he was starting to enjoy this. He could almost swear that he could hear a voice in his head somewhere telling him that he had done well, the voice of Sithis perhaps?
Atoinetta Marie, a sister in the Dark Brotherhood, had said something about this. Azriel wasn’t truly listening to what she was saying at the time, though, he was too blinded by the beauty of her face. That was the first thing he noticed, at least, her beautiful face and well-kept blonde hair. As she walked away, however he noticed something else about her as well. The skin-tight outfit that she was wearing revealed that she had quite an impressive figure. Hips which were more curvaceous than his dead wife’s had been, and breasts that were slightly larger and rounder. Furthermore he had noticed that her derriere was also quite a sight to behold, and it swayed back and forth as she walked.
As he swam the streams around Cheydinhal, he could hear the sound of someone moving in the waters up ahead. He decided to lay low, swim low enough to sneak up on whomever it was. If it was a bandit he wanted to get the drop on them.
When he moved closer, however, he found that it was certainly no bandit in the water, but, in fact, Antoinetta Marie. She was standing, up to her waist in the water, fully nude with her back towards Azriel, and apparently bathing herself. Azriel stopped dead in his tracks and watched the sight before him. Antoinetta lathered soap over her shoulders and chest, running her fingers over her smooth, pale skin, and then cupping the water in her hands and letting it run down her back to wash off the soap suds. The water went just high enough to conceal her round buttocks from Azriel’s view.
After a few moments, Antoinetta turned around to face Azriel, a smile on her face. He was taken in by her captivating smile at first, but his eyes soon drifted down to her pert breasts, fully bare, which were now exposed to him. Her nipples were hard and erect from the wind against them, especially since they had also been wet. The water left over on her skin made her flesh shimmer in the rising sunlight. “Enjoying the show, were you?” she asked.
“Apologies…I didn’t know you were here…”
“I know,” said Antoinetta, “but I wanted you to see me like this.” Antoinetta began to wade towards Azriel, her breasts bobbing slightly.
“You did?”
“Yes. Let’s just say I’ve been somewhat unsatisfied recently. I used to have feelings for Lucien Lachance, but he rejected me years ago. In the sanctuary there are only four men, and the only somewhat human one is a vampire, hardly attractive, really. You on the other hand…” Antoinetta sighed and stopped as she came close to Azriel. She raised on hand to her left breast and began massaging it lightly, “From the moment you came in I wanted you. Your dark skin…your long hair…your muscles…you were so handsome. When I heard how you had killed your wife and her lover so coldly…I couldn’t help myself. Last night, when you slept in the sanctuary, I wanted to take you then and there, but there were others in the room, and I prefer a little privacy.”
“This is more private?” Azriel asked, almost laughing.
“These days, yes. Even if we are spotted it will be by strangers,” Antoinetta placed a hand on Azriel’s chest. “I see the way you look at me…so much lust in your eyes…I know you want me, brother.” Antoinetta leaned forward and kissed Azriel’s lips gently, closing her eyes. Her lips were soft and warm, just as Azriel had imagined that they would be. Antoinetta parted Azriel’s lips with her tongue and explored deep inside of his mouth, licking the roof of his mouth sensually. Just as he started to return the favor, she broke the kiss and whispered in his ear, “Take me, now.”
Azriel did not need to be told twice. In mere moments he removed the outfit that Vincente had given him and cast it aside onto the shore beside the stream. In the next moment he removed his loin-cloth and cast it aside as well. Antoinetta ran her hands over his chest and kissed his neck, seductively. Azriel, in turn, gently massaged her breasts with his hands, running the palms of his hands over her nipples. He kissed and nibbled along her collar-bone, eliciting moans from her lips. The two of them moved back together until Antoinetta was reclined against the shore of the stream and Azriel was positioned over her, the two of them running their hands over each other’s bodies and kissing each other with burning lust.
After Azriel felt that he could not take much more teasing, he positioned his member outside of the entrance to her womanhood and slowly slipped just the tip of it in. Two things became obvious at once. First, that she had not had sex in a long time, as she was very tight, and second, that she truly wanted this as her womanhood was wet and warm, and not just from the stream. Azriel held both of her hips in his hands and pulled her down as he slid the entire length of his shaft into her, feeling her wet walls all around him. Antoinette let out a loud groan as he pushed his way in, feeling both pleasure and a sort of pain as she was stretched, but she knew that the pain would disappear soon. Azriel pulled out and pushed in again, letting out a moan of his own this time as he went deeper. Antoinetta clawed at his back, sending chills throughout his body and urging him on. He pumped into her over and over, each time getting her to practically scream in ecstasy. After a few minutes he could feel himself building, as did she. With a few more thrusts they both came to a climax in unison, crying out in ecstasy. The two of them collapsed against the shore, gasping heavily.
And thus their relationship began.
Chapter II: Baptism
Azriel’s first contract for the Dark Brotherhood had been relatively easy. He had snuck on board the pirate ship, as planned, stabbed the captain as he slept, stole some of the captain’s belongings, and jumped off of the ship’s balcony, swimming to safety. He was surprised that at the moment that his body hit the water the water turned pink around him, washing the pirate’s blood off of his hands and out of his clothes. This would surely please Vincente Valtieri.
Azriel used the water around the Imperial city to swim as far as he could from the sight of the murder before he dared to walk on land again. Even then, he used ponds, streams, and any other body of water he could to throw whomever might be tracking him off of his trail. Unlike last time there was no fear in his heart as he fled, but rather a strange thrill. Just like many of the other members of the Dark Brotherhood, he was starting to enjoy this. He could almost swear that he could hear a voice in his head somewhere telling him that he had done well, the voice of Sithis perhaps?
Atoinetta Marie, a sister in the Dark Brotherhood, had said something about this. Azriel wasn’t truly listening to what she was saying at the time, though, he was too blinded by the beauty of her face. That was the first thing he noticed, at least, her beautiful face and well-kept blonde hair. As she walked away, however he noticed something else about her as well. The skin-tight outfit that she was wearing revealed that she had quite an impressive figure. Hips which were more curvaceous than his dead wife’s had been, and breasts that were slightly larger and rounder. Furthermore he had noticed that her derriere was also quite a sight to behold, and it swayed back and forth as she walked.
As he swam the streams around Cheydinhal, he could hear the sound of someone moving in the waters up ahead. He decided to lay low, swim low enough to sneak up on whomever it was. If it was a bandit he wanted to get the drop on them.
When he moved closer, however, he found that it was certainly no bandit in the water, but, in fact, Antoinetta Marie. She was standing, up to her waist in the water, fully nude with her back towards Azriel, and apparently bathing herself. Azriel stopped dead in his tracks and watched the sight before him. Antoinetta lathered soap over her shoulders and chest, running her fingers over her smooth, pale skin, and then cupping the water in her hands and letting it run down her back to wash off the soap suds. The water went just high enough to conceal her round buttocks from Azriel’s view.
After a few moments, Antoinetta turned around to face Azriel, a smile on her face. He was taken in by her captivating smile at first, but his eyes soon drifted down to her pert breasts, fully bare, which were now exposed to him. Her nipples were hard and erect from the wind against them, especially since they had also been wet. The water left over on her skin made her flesh shimmer in the rising sunlight. “Enjoying the show, were you?” she asked.
“Apologies…I didn’t know you were here…”
“I know,” said Antoinetta, “but I wanted you to see me like this.” Antoinetta began to wade towards Azriel, her breasts bobbing slightly.
“You did?”
“Yes. Let’s just say I’ve been somewhat unsatisfied recently. I used to have feelings for Lucien Lachance, but he rejected me years ago. In the sanctuary there are only four men, and the only somewhat human one is a vampire, hardly attractive, really. You on the other hand…” Antoinetta sighed and stopped as she came close to Azriel. She raised on hand to her left breast and began massaging it lightly, “From the moment you came in I wanted you. Your dark skin…your long hair…your muscles…you were so handsome. When I heard how you had killed your wife and her lover so coldly…I couldn’t help myself. Last night, when you slept in the sanctuary, I wanted to take you then and there, but there were others in the room, and I prefer a little privacy.”
“This is more private?” Azriel asked, almost laughing.
“These days, yes. Even if we are spotted it will be by strangers,” Antoinetta placed a hand on Azriel’s chest. “I see the way you look at me…so much lust in your eyes…I know you want me, brother.” Antoinetta leaned forward and kissed Azriel’s lips gently, closing her eyes. Her lips were soft and warm, just as Azriel had imagined that they would be. Antoinetta parted Azriel’s lips with her tongue and explored deep inside of his mouth, licking the roof of his mouth sensually. Just as he started to return the favor, she broke the kiss and whispered in his ear, “Take me, now.”
Azriel did not need to be told twice. In mere moments he removed the outfit that Vincente had given him and cast it aside onto the shore beside the stream. In the next moment he removed his loin-cloth and cast it aside as well. Antoinetta ran her hands over his chest and kissed his neck, seductively. Azriel, in turn, gently massaged her breasts with his hands, running the palms of his hands over her nipples. He kissed and nibbled along her collar-bone, eliciting moans from her lips. The two of them moved back together until Antoinetta was reclined against the shore of the stream and Azriel was positioned over her, the two of them running their hands over each other’s bodies and kissing each other with burning lust.
After Azriel felt that he could not take much more teasing, he positioned his member outside of the entrance to her womanhood and slowly slipped just the tip of it in. Two things became obvious at once. First, that she had not had sex in a long time, as she was very tight, and second, that she truly wanted this as her womanhood was wet and warm, and not just from the stream. Azriel held both of her hips in his hands and pulled her down as he slid the entire length of his shaft into her, feeling her wet walls all around him. Antoinette let out a loud groan as he pushed his way in, feeling both pleasure and a sort of pain as she was stretched, but she knew that the pain would disappear soon. Azriel pulled out and pushed in again, letting out a moan of his own this time as he went deeper. Antoinetta clawed at his back, sending chills throughout his body and urging him on. He pumped into her over and over, each time getting her to practically scream in ecstasy. After a few minutes he could feel himself building, as did she. With a few more thrusts they both came to a climax in unison, crying out in ecstasy. The two of them collapsed against the shore, gasping heavily.
And thus their relationship began.