I’ve finished reading “Forsaken” and because I’m a sucker for ConHayth ship, I was really annoyed with Lee being such a jerk whenever it came to Haytham’s feelings towards Connor.
I imagine a scenario where three of them met in the same room to discuss their future plans regarding the fact that both Kenways were working together. Charles wasn’t very happy about it, to say the least. He tried to be as nonchalant as possible but failed. Lee started yelling at Connor, accusing him of being the biggest disappointment in his father’s life, mainly because he was jealous of him. Ratonhnhaké:ton got very angry but hurt at the same time ‘cause since he and Haytham engaged in intimate relationships, Assassin was always afraid of Templar getting tired of him eventually.
However Connor didn’t have a chance to respond because the next moment Lee was slammed against the nearest wall by Haytham who gripped the hilt of the sword, staring at Charles angrily.
“One more word and you won’t be able to talk at all,” he hissed.
“But Sir, he is just a savage…”
“He is my son!” Haytham cut him off by pressing the end of the blade to his throat. “Now get out of here!”
Lee unwillingly obeyed, not wanting to angry the Grand Master even more.
Connor was very surprised to see his father being so pissed since he was more in control of his emotions of the two of them. But apart from that Assassin was very touched.
“Father…”
“Don’t listen to him,” Haytham whispered when he approached his son. “You’ll never be a failure to me,” he said before kissing Ratonhnhaké:ton gently – again, it was so not like his father. And Mohawk felt how his legs were melting as older Kenway hugged him tight, never breaking a tender yet passionate kiss. Connor could afford to be weak around Haytham, letting Templar push him down on the mattress, and by the way his father was covering his naked body with kisses later, it seemed like he was worshiping it, wanting Assassin so badly.
Connor was used to the sensation of Haytham filling him up with his dick although today was different. For the first time he could see that his father really cared about him. Mohawk groaned as the head of the cock brushed over his prostate several times. His own member was hard as a rock and young man began to stroke it, enjoying the expression of pure pleasure that was written across his father’s face. It was enough to make Assassin cum on its own but then he heard Templar moaning, “Ratonhnhaké:ton!”
Haytham hasn’t called him by his real name in ages and now Connor was both confused and aroused, blushing from the fact how soft his name sounded on older man’s lips.
But that wasn’t all. When Haytham was about to come, he hid his face in the crook of his son’s neck and mumbled, “I love you, Ratonhnhaké:ton.”
Young Kenway realized that his eyes started watering.
“Konnorónhkwa, Raké:ni,” he whimpered in response before cumming, feeling his father finding his own release inside of him, kissing Assassin’s dry lips lightly.
“I hope you enjoyed the show, Charles,” Haytham taunted, looking over his shoulder where Templar was standing in shock. He returned to apologize but didn’t expect to see this. He rushed to disappear instantly, slamming the door behind him.
“I guess now he knows what you mean to me and won’t bother us ever again,” older Kenway smirked.
“I hope so,” Connor chuckled, kissing Haytham, never being happier than he was right now.
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