Still no smut, but I promise it will come soon :) Here is part 5!
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The room was silent, birds singing far away in the garden. Cesare closed the door behind his back and thought that, now, he and Ezio were really alone.
Well, almost alone. That is, alone except for Lucrezia hiding behind the curtains, but sure Ezio could not guess that, and he wasn't going to tell him. No, not at all.
He sat down on his bed and looked up at Ezio, standing in the middle of the room.
"You can sit down as well," he suggested, tentatively patting the mattress by his side. Damn, this felt way more awkward than it had when he'd plotted the whole thing. "I'd never want you to be uncomfortable".
"Well, that's nice of you". Ezio sat down - Hell, he was so close - and Cesare almost shuddered watching the muscles of his bare chest rippling as he did. "So, what was it you had to ask me?"
Cesare was about to tell Ezio to forget it, it was nothing really, he could go. But then he thought of his sister watching them, and probably laughing at his embarrassment. No, he couldn't allow that. He had to do this now, there was no way out.
"I was only wondering," he slowly said, "why are you living here? Not that I'm displeased about it, at all. I really appreciate your company, Uncle Ezio. It's just...don't you have a family of your own somewhere?"
"Dead". The single, cold word rolled out of Ezio's mouth, as sharp as a razor, and Cesare felt uncomfortable again. "All of them. Executed, in fact. It's an old story and I don't really feel like telling it. I'd almost managed to forget about it".
Cesare looked down at the floor, not daring to take a glance at Ezio's face. Had he pushed this too far? "I'm sorry," he muttered. "I didn't want to offend you".
"I'm not offended". Ezio shrugged, and his voice was warm and gentle once again, making Cesare feel a bit more at ease. "I guess it's pretty much natural for you to think of that. You see, the reason I'm here is...quite difficult to explain. Let's say I have to be grateful to your father for letting me stay. He was not a friend to my family, not at all. Yet when that...thing happened, he allowed me to stay here. And here I'm pretty much free to live as I please, too, so I guess I owe your father quite a big favour. Helping you with fencing lessons and such is the least I can do to show my gratitude".
The words escaped from Cesare's mouth before he could stop them. "Is that the reason why he fucks you?"
"What?"
Cesare almost wanted to run away as he saw the silent threat in Ezio's eyes. Instead, he placed his hand on Ezio's thigh, trying to look as seductive as he could and to ignore the frantic pounding of his heart. "I know all about it," he whispered. "I've seen you. The two of you, a couple nights ago, in his room. And I think..." at least a bit of his confidence had come back by now, and he leaned closer to Ezio, "I think it's only fair that I get my share of fun, too".
For a couple moments Ezio just stared at him. Cesare felt his own heartbeat rumbling in his ears. He was amazed at his own boldness.
Re: Virgin!Cesare/Ezio - here is a fill (5/?)
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The room was silent, birds singing far away in the garden. Cesare closed the door behind his back and thought that, now, he and Ezio were really alone.
Well, almost alone. That is, alone except for Lucrezia hiding behind the curtains, but sure Ezio could not guess that, and he wasn't going to tell him. No, not at all.
He sat down on his bed and looked up at Ezio, standing in the middle of the room.
"You can sit down as well," he suggested, tentatively patting the mattress by his side. Damn, this felt way more awkward than it had when he'd plotted the whole thing. "I'd never want you to be uncomfortable".
"Well, that's nice of you". Ezio sat down - Hell, he was so close - and Cesare almost shuddered watching the muscles of his bare chest rippling as he did. "So, what was it you had to ask me?"
Cesare was about to tell Ezio to forget it, it was nothing really, he could go. But then he thought of his sister watching them, and probably laughing at his embarrassment. No, he couldn't allow that. He had to do this now, there was no way out.
"I was only wondering," he slowly said, "why are you living here? Not that I'm displeased about it, at all. I really appreciate your company, Uncle Ezio. It's just...don't you have a family of your own somewhere?"
"Dead". The single, cold word rolled out of Ezio's mouth, as sharp as a razor, and Cesare felt uncomfortable again. "All of them. Executed, in fact. It's an old story and I don't really feel like telling it. I'd almost managed to forget about it".
Cesare looked down at the floor, not daring to take a glance at Ezio's face. Had he pushed this too far? "I'm sorry," he muttered. "I didn't want to offend you".
"I'm not offended". Ezio shrugged, and his voice was warm and gentle once again, making Cesare feel a bit more at ease. "I guess it's pretty much natural for you to think of that. You see, the reason I'm here is...quite difficult to explain. Let's say I have to be grateful to your father for letting me stay. He was not a friend to my family, not at all. Yet when that...thing happened, he allowed me to stay here. And here I'm pretty much free to live as I please, too, so I guess I owe your father quite a big favour. Helping you with fencing lessons and such is the least I can do to show my gratitude".
The words escaped from Cesare's mouth before he could stop them. "Is that the reason why he fucks you?"
"What?"
Cesare almost wanted to run away as he saw the silent threat in Ezio's eyes. Instead, he placed his hand on Ezio's thigh, trying to look as seductive as he could and to ignore the frantic pounding of his heart. "I know all about it," he whispered. "I've seen you. The two of you, a couple nights ago, in his room. And I think..." at least a bit of his confidence had come back by now, and he leaned closer to Ezio, "I think it's only fair that I get my share of fun, too".
For a couple moments Ezio just stared at him. Cesare felt his own heartbeat rumbling in his ears. He was amazed at his own boldness.
Then Ezio burst out in laughter.