A Tad Too Inviting

[madimpossibledreamer]

This was supposed to be the last chapter and it was supposed to be much shorter & more loosely connected (in fact, it was supposed to be over by now!) but popular demand told me that I could just hit the ground running.

Main Points:
Assassin's Creed/The Secret World
Summary: Shaun actually manages to get his act together.  A little.
Word Count: 145
Rating: Teen

         Desmond is still standing there, a blank look on his face. Shaun sneers. “Say something, you twat.”
         “I, um.” He raises a hand to his lips, starting to smile a little now, looking a little goofy. “Sorry, that’s not something I realized was on the table.”
         He sounds...shy. In awe. And not too opposed to the idea, but he really needs to actually talk, directly. “I’m going to put you on the table,” he rumbles menacingly, only the Dragon…
         The Dragon smiles sweetly, eyes a little far away, and just responds with, “Yes, please.” At Rebecca’s snicker, he blushes prettily and ducks his head, embarrassed. “I mean, um. Later. Obviously. Right now we’ve got that tower to storm.”
         “Get buggered,” Shaun sneers bitterly as his fellow Templar seems to find this all hilarious.
         Rebecca is not intimidated. At all. “Still a lesbian,” she announces cheerfully.