Hello again my little followers! I hope you all enjoyed the last chapter, sorry for the delayed posting. Thanks to all the people who reviewed (especially my "#1 fan"), it made my day! :D Any way on to the story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Assassin's Creed or anything having to do with it. I only own Christine and Karoline.

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We all made it back to the bureau in one piece. I was extremely tired when we finally arrived, in fact too tired to trek all the way to my room. Altair carried Karoline to her room, while Ezio and Desmond were no where to be found. Shrugging I threw myself onto the mountain of pillows near the fire place. As soon as my head hit one of the pillows, I was out like a light. For the first time in days, i had a dreamless slumber.

When I woke the next morning it was still dark out. Sitting up I went into the kitchen to see if anyone else was up. To my surprise, Karoline was at the table nibbling on some bread.

"Morning Karoline. What are you doing up so early?" I asked. She turned to look at me before smiling.

"Altair was thrashing in his sleep, I thought is was better if I just came down here for awhile," she laughed quietly. I walked over and took a piece of bread as well, before sitting across from her. Looking out the window, I began to voice my thoughts out loud.

"Karoline when and if we go back to our own time, would you rather stay here with Altair instead? I know it's not something you want to think about, but my gut is telling me that it's almost time for us to go," I finished. Turning from the window, I watched her reaction. At first she just sat there, but then you could see the gears turning in her head. After a few more moments she finally spoke again.

"If I stay with Altair, I could change history, there for changing your time. If I go with you, history won't change, but my heart will be broken. Sounds like a lose lose situation to me," she paused for a minute, " but I still need more time to think about it." Nodding my head, I stood and stretched a bit. Mid stretch I stopped abruptly.

"Hey Karoline, are you getting the feeling we're being watched?" I said as I shivered at the feeling. Karoline turned her head sharply towards the window.

"Yeah I am, might be paranoia though," she said slowly. Agreeing I excused myself and headed to my room. It had been almost 24 hours and I wanted to read another entry in the journal. Once outside my door I paused, something wasn't right. Pressing my ear against the door I listened for any sounds. A loud moan, broke the silence and sent my mind into hyperdrive. What the hell was going on in my room?! Taking a deep breath, I slammed open the door. There on my bed, was a blushing Desmond with a very horny Ezio caressing his face and chest. Desmond moaned loudly as Ezio captured his lips in a rough kiss. Gasping I leaned against the door, trying to comprehend what was going on in front of me. Managing to get a hold of myself, I spoke up.

"What are you two doing in my bed?" I asked rather loudly. Desmond's eyes grew to the size of golfballs as he noticed me standing there. Ezio just merely looked at me before continuing his sensual torture of Desmond.

"I think it is rather obvious on what we are doing Christine," he said with a lustful exaggeration of my name. Shivering I tried to think of a response.

"Well, yeah I know what you are doing. But why are you doing it in my bed, when I'm supposed to be in it?" I said. Ezio merely smirked as I rethought my last statement. I could feel the blush heating my face. "Wait no, I mean . . ." I paused trying to sort my thoughts. Ezio smirked again and slid of Desmond. He sauntered forward until he was breathing into my ear.

"Are you jealous? There's always room for one more mia bella donna," he said in a sultry voice. My breath hitched in my throat as he slid his hand down the side of my robes, before stopping to rest on my hip. He leaned forward slowly, closing the gap between our lips. His lips were soft and warm as pushed gently against mine. The sparks flew behind my eyes, as he pulled me closer to him. A sigh escaped my lips as he ran his fingers through my hair. Breaking apart from him, I noticed I was now on the bed. Desmond was leaning against the head board, with me sitting in between his legs. Ezio was now crawling up to my face again for another kiss, while Desmond kissed my neck.

"W-wait, are you s-sure we should do this? What w-would happen to you guys when I left for my own time?" I stuttered out. Ezio and Desmond both stopped for a moment, before looking at each other for a moment.

"Christine, it is because we may never see you again that we are doing this. We want to do this now because we may never get another chance to show you how much you mean to us," Ezio whispered out. Speechless, I could only stare for a moment before I could feel tears pricking at my eyes. They cared for me, how could I have been so stupid as to ignore their feelings. Quickly, I rubbed the tears out of my eyes before they could spill. With a new vigor, I grabbed Ezio by the collar and crushed his lips on mine. Without missing a beat, both men began there previous ministrations. Moaning softly I tugged on Ezio's robes, trying to pull them off. Ezio laughed softly, as he understood what I was trying to say. He flipped me around roughly and pushed me towards Desmond. Desmond then proceeded in flipping me over so my back was to the bed, and he was straddling my hips. Leaning down he captured my lips in a soft and passionate kiss, before slowly untying the front of my robe. He kissed down my jaw to my left shoulder, and then kissing down my collar bone. Desmond slid my robes down to my hips, and kissed his way down to my navel.

"So beautiful," Desmond whispered into my skin. A tug at Desmond's shoulder announced Ezio's return. Leaning in for one more kiss, Desmond and Ezio then switched positions. Ezio gave a lustful grin to me, as he sucked on my pulse in my neck. Wriggling underneath him, I noticed Ezio was now in nothing but his pants. A blush heated my face as my leg brushed up against his now aroused manhood. A barely audible grunt came from his lips as I brushed against it, which made me smile coyly. Rubbing against it a little harder, I managed a moan to escape his lips. Smirking, I slid my hand down into his pants and gripped his arousal loosely. Giving my wrist a quick flick, a strangled moan made me continue. Using his distraction to my advantage, I flipped us over so I was sitting between his legs. Grabbing the edge of his pants, I pulled them off roughly. I couldn't believe this was happening, my thoughts were so scrambled I didn't know what I'd do next. There in front of me Ezio's manhood stood proudly, with one of my hands still wrapped around it. Continuing my previous action, I watched Ezio's face as it twisted in pure ecstasy and pleasure. Wanting to see how far I could push him, I leaned down and slowly licked the tip of his member. His face scrunched up in a silent scream, while his hips bucked up unexpectedly. Shocked at the reaction, I stopped my ministrations to gaze at the sudden outburst. I only snapped out of my reverie when I felt another body slide in behind me. Turning my head, I noticed Desmond had returned and was now completely naked. My face heating up, I turned back to Ezio, starting to pump his erection once more. A hand on mine stopped me, Desmond slid forward and whispered into my ear. "I'll take it from here. If you want to drive him even more insane, you should ditch the robe." Nodding my head slowly, I let him take over as I slid of the bed. Seeing how I was already half-naked, I quickly pulled my robe the rest of the way off. As I was starting to pull my pants down, a sharp cry caught my attention. Snapping my head to the bed, I saw Ezio's head thrown back in pleasure his moans filling the room. Locating the cause of his pleasure, I gasped at the sight of Desmond's head between Ezio's legs. His head bobbing up and down slowly while he held down Ezio's bucking hips. Shivering at the sight I yanked my pants down the rest of the way before slowly walking back to the bed. I was having second thoughts; I mean I was still a virgin, did I really want to lose it by two men I won't ever see again? Pausing at the edge of the bed, I took a breath to calm myself. No second thoughts, I truly did care for them both, and gods damn it I was going through with it! Desmond was still sucking Ezio into insanity, so I joined in. The bed was large, but barely large enough for three people. Ezio's thrashing form already took up a little less then half the bed length wise, while Desmond's hunched over figure left his own ankles hanging off the bed. A lightbulb going off in my head, walking quietly I positioned myself behind Desmond. I slowly reached one of my hands through his legs until I had a hold of his probably aching manhood. The jerk of his hips told me I had surprised him, but not enough to stop his services to Ezio. Smiling gently, I began to move my hand up and down in rhythm with Desmond's bobbing head. Getting excited I began to speed up my movements, with Desmond matching my pace, making both men moan in pleasure. Before I could continue, Desmond's body was yanked forward, forcing him from my grip. Ezio had finally decided to take charge and was assaulting Desmond's body with his mouth. The battle for dominance between them had begun, leaving me to watch it unfold. Ezio had switched positions with Desmond, and was nipping and licking anywhere he could get his mouth near. Desmond was a whimpering mess from the onslaught, and soon surrendered himself to the experienced Italian assassin. Giving Desmond one last kiss, Ezio turned his head towards me.

"As much as I would love to be the first one to . . . ravish you . . . I feel that I have," he paused looking for the right word, "deflowered enough women. I am going to give young Desmond here the opportunity instead." I held back the laughter I could feel rising in my throat.

"Thanks for that . . . um . . . generous offer, I'm sure Desmond will be . . . uh . . . pleased," I said slowly. Obviously pleased with himself Ezio slid off the bed with a grin, and pushed me gently from behind towards a still dazed Desmond. I crawled up slowly to his sprawled out form, before straddling his hips. This got his attention immediately, for he grabbed my hips and ground himself against my core. Pleasure shot through me, making me see stars behind my eyes. Gasping I fell forward and clung onto Desmond's shoulders. Gathering my thoughts, I heard a soft chuckling from beneath me. Pushing myself up I glared at the young assassin, "What may I ask is so funny?"

"How much you reacted, before I even got started," he breathed out with a smirk. I hit him lightly on the chest before trying to sit up fully. Not having that, Desmond rolled us over, pinning me to the bed. I opened my mouth to protest but his mouth on mine cut me short. Getting ready to bite him, I was stopped once more with him grinding against me even harder than before. Desmond continued his slow pace all the while I was moaning softly and clinging to him as if my life depended on it. Finally stopping the sensual torture Desmond sat back on his heels, allowing me to breath for a few moments. The searing heat of his body was soon between my legs, making me look up at Desmond with slight worry. I knew what was going to happen. I knew it was going to hurt. Lastly I knew it was going to be worth it all in the end. Desmond slowly spread my legs further apart, and moved his member closer to my nether region. "I'm going to take it slow, but it's still going to hurt," he said. Nodding my head, I shut my eyes tight as he began to thrust forward.

"Wait!" I shouted quickly. He immediately stopped and pulled back out.

"What's wrong?" he asked gently. Opening my eyes, I looked at him hesitantly.

"Don't you have to . . . um put on some lubricant or something?" I asked softly. Staring blankly at me for a moment, a look of realization finally crossed his face.

"Shit, sorry," he sighed before turning to the Italian who was staring from the far wall. "Ezio we need a lubricant." The Italian looked at Desmond with a confused look.

"Why not just use her own body to get it? That is what I do," he said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Making an 'oh' sound Desmond turned back to me.

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Ezio's P.O.V.

Desmond brought his head down in between Christine's legs. His hand following suit as he gently rubbed the sensitive nub in front of his nose. Her back arched as he slowly pushed one of his fingers into her. I could feel myself getting harder, put could not bring myself to care at the moment. Desmond now had his mouth on Christine's more sensitive area, and had added another finger to her moistening cavern. Her moaning was going straight to my hardening burden, and from Desmond's squirming, I was guessing he was too. I felt my hand slowly drifting towards my manhood, trying to ease some of the pressure. Desmond increased his pace, Christine was now putty in his very talented hands. Pulling his fingers out, the young assassin alined his hips with hers. I could hear him whispering sweet encouraging words to calm her down. Desmond began to push forward, much more easily now that she was lubricated. He was about halfway in when Christine tensed and whimpered in pain. Desmond stopped his advances immediately and started to caress her face and kiss her lips. While she was distracted, he managed to push in a little bit more before she stopped him again. She pulled him down to say something in his ear. I could hear her from where I was standing.

"Just do it in one thrust," she paused to wince, "to get it over with."

"Are you sure?" Desmond asked gently. Christine nodded, and prepared herself for the pain. Desmond gripped her shoulders and thrust in swiftly. Her scream of pain made my bulge ease for a moment, but immediately hardened back up when Desmond started to pull back out and thrust back in slowly. Christine's cries of pain quickly turned to pleasure as Desmond thrust into her. His pace increased and I could feel the heat in my loins increase. My hand wrapped around my burden, and I matched Desmond's relentless pace. My stomach muscles began to tighten as Desmond sped up his pace even more and began to thrust erratically. He and I were close to the edge, and by the look of Christine's body beginning to convulse in pleasure, she was too. We cried in unison as the white heat of pleasure shook our bodies. As I came back to my senses, I could feel that I was now on the floor and my fluids were all over my abdomen and hand. Blinking to clear my head, I looked at the bed to see Desmond pulling out of a still dazed Christine. Pushing myself up, I grabbed a clean cloth and wiped myself off. Throwing one to Desmond he did the same for Christine and himself. Rolling over, Desmond pulled Christine towards him, making room for me on the bed. Smiling gently I joined them, putting Christine in between us. I pulled the covers over our naked bodies, and kissed Christine gently on the neck. Desmond leaned down and kissed her forehead, making her release a sigh. She had finally snapped out of her stupor, and was smiling tiredly.

"Thank-you," she whispered, before promptly falling asleep. Yawning, I followed suit with Desmond close behind. With hopes of a great morning tomorrow.

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