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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt.2

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First time filling, writing man on man and I'm quite tired, but... you're right, this pairing deserves more love!
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Ezio walked out of the Colosseum, just discovering Machiavelli is not the traitor La Volpe thinks he is. He whistles for his horse, and run-mounted it and hurried over to the place they'd meet.

Arriving at the Thermae, he noticed it was awkwardly silent, though people were out. He saw the man he never truly doubted standing on the exact other side of the old Thermae, and La Volpe casually approaching the man he blamed for all the mishaps happening lately. Machiavelli would never suspect a thing, and he wouldn't even be able to defend himself.

Not that he was weak. Ezio had seen the man battle, and he knew, under that uptight appearance rested a muscled body.

But Machiavelli's muscled body would be a dead one if he didn't hurry right now. He leaped over the ledges and landed right between Machiavelli and La Volpe. He turned to wise fox and told him casually about his findings from before. The way he told it, Machiavelli wouldn't know of La Volpe's lack of faith in him, and everybody would remain friendly to one each other.

"Thank you Ezio, you saved me from making a mistake." La Volpe said goodbye and walked off, leaving Ezio and the strategist alone. When the last thief that had been positioned on the roofs in the immediate area had left, Machiavelli turned to Ezio.
"I'm glad you came to clean my name, my friend." Ezio's shocked expression made him smile. "I was quite disappointed when I noticed your lack of trust in me."
"My lack of trust?" Ezio couldn't help but wonder. "What about La Volpe's, I never truly believed you to be able of such a deed. I only was cautious, because I had to."

Machiavelli chuckled and took a step closer. "La Volpe is a worrywart, that needs to check his thieves more often. I suspected that thief of his a long time, but I never had the hard evidence, and if I had pointed him out without any, La Volpe would only think I was trying to put the blame on someone else. But no matter, all is settled now, except... I have to reward you for coming to my rescue, hmmm?" Machiavelli chuckled.

"That is quite alright" Ezio said, he noticed how the man had moved real close unnoticed to him, which is a rarity. "I'm sure you could've handled him."
"I might have been able to handle him" -one step closer, which caused Ezio to take one step backwards closer to the edge of the Thermae, with the ancient bath a few yards below them- "But I'm not so sure about the dozen or so thieves ready to attack. They lack skills in battle, but in great numbers they could just prove the distraction needed for La Volpe to strike me down." He reached out and pretended to put Ezio's collars back up. They must've folded down when he hurried all the way to take the blame of his friend. "What is it, that all the girls reward you with, my friend?" Machiavelli asked with a sly smile. "Is it a kiss?" and he leaned in and pressed his lips on the older man. Ezio completely taken back by this sudden action, was confused. He knew his friend Leonardo might or might not have a thing for the male gender, but he never suspected Machiavelli did. Surely this was a joke? He pulled his head back, only noticing how his balance was almost completely gone.

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"Very funny Niccolo, perha..." But he never got to finish his sentence, as Machiavelli choose that moment to push Ezio, and the eagle and the strategist stumbled down into the water. Surprisingly it wasn't cold at all, but it was nearing the end of the summer, and the sun had been warming the water throughout the months.
Ezio surfaced gasping for air. Because he had been mid sentence he had fallen into the water without warning, he had been unprepared and oxygen-less. He looked around for his friend, but didn't see him.
He climbed on the only dry surface, what used to be an entrance to an inner bath. Completely out of sight of any curious civilians that might look down the Thermae, he decided to remove his armour and undo his outer tunic and hood leaving him in his shirt and pants. He hung them over a broken pillar to dry. He heard splashing sounds and noticed Machiavelli swimming to where he stood. He walked to the edge, and hold out his hand to help his friend out. "Tell me Niccolo, what was that about? If you're still upset about before.." his friend grabbed his hand and he used his strength to pull him out. "..then I assure you I'd never think of you.." He had been a little to enthusiastic, or his sly friend put a little force into it, but his friend stumbled and fell, dragging Ezio along with him and fell on top of him. "as.. my... enemy..?" Ezio hesitantly finished.

Ezio, womanizer since he could remember (There was this accident with the girl next door when he was 6, truly, nothing serious happened, he just wanted to know what was so different on girls, and their neighbors moving right afterwards was obviously just overreacting. Giovanni had pretended to be upset, but could not hide his grin even from his son. If anything, this only encouraged the young Florentine more to find out everything about the female half of the world population) was to say the least, confused with the feeling he felt right now. The water made sure the clothes stuck to Machiavellig, revealing just how muscular the man was.

The other way around, Niccolo had a hard time to not shred the wet and thus see-through shirt of his older, but still oh-so handsome, friend. He couldn't remember when it started, but he had known he was attracted to this man for a long time now. And though others could have him easily, (he envied the Sforza-whore, who Ezio would throw his own life away for, and conveniently had returned to Forli) he knew he didn't stand a chance with Ezio. But before he even realized it, he tangled his hand through the elder's hair, pulling out the ribbon that held his hair together.

"Niccolo...?" The Assassin asked, uncertainty in his voice. He could not lie, he liked the sensation. What was the younger man expecting him to do? What if this still was just a big elaborate joke?
"Chiedo scusa, my friend, I'm afraid you're even irresistible to me." Machiavelli pulled his hand back, and pushed with the other on the ground to raise himself. He walked to the pillar where the soaked clothes of his friend hung. "I'm sorry I got you soaked."

"You're not sorry" the other man purred. Yes, he truly purred. He had heard this tone before, and it usually was used when Ezio tried to get things... done.. with women. Was he actually using it right now? He turned around, just in time to have the older, but strong, man push him against the wall, and he felt the lips pressed against his. Surprised and pleased he moaned, feeling how the Assassin, opportunist as he was, used this moment to slip his tongue in. After a while the two had to part, and they both gasped for air they, as they found out, still needed.
"Ezio" Machiavelli sighed. He was very pleased with the sudden turn of events.
"We must get you out of these wet clothes, amico, or you'll catch a cold." Ezio tugged at the hem of Niccolo's coat.

"Ah, finally! You start to speak sense!" the younger man grinned, and started to undo the buttons of his coat. Ezio groaned as he pulled the man closer. Machiavelli flinched when the sound of Ezio's hidden blade popping out sounded, even though he had heard it many times. Never was it used to cut off the buttons of his coat. The elder man's skilled hands removed the coat, and shirt underneath it within seconds, and now he was marveling at the man's well build torso.
He noticed a fresh scar on the man, on his side. "Where did you get this?" Ezio asked as he trailed the damaged skin tissue. "I got it when I hauled your old ass all the way to Rome. Guards were on the look out for any man with your features, and I'm fraid they were a little to observant for their own good." the strategist noticed the offended scoff at the insult.
"Old?" the Assassin asked with his eyes flaring "I'll show you who's old..." and he leaned in and started to nimble at the base of the man's neck, while his arm trailed over his body. This certainly put Niccolo in the mood, and he couldn't lose now, now could he?

He started his counterattack by removing Ezio's hidden blade and bracers, followed by his shirt. He saw the many scars on the man's body, how could he miss it? But that Ezio was still in shape was quite evident by how turned on he was by seeing the bare back.
Ezio's nimbling and kissing stopped and the man leaned back, giving both men the opportunity to take each other's naked chests in.
"Hrmm... not as good as I expected" Machiavelli lied. Ezio smiled and countered with a "very disappointing indeed"
It took less then a second before they both lip-locked again, and Niccolo's hand traveled to the back of Ezio's head and pulled him, if possible, closer. Ezio's hand roamed lower, and lower, till he reached the man's pants. This put him to think over what he was doing right now.
He pulled away from the younger man again, and confusion was evident in his eyes.
"Hahaha" Niccolo laughed. "He fearlessly climbs in whatever stronghold to save damsels in distress, but now you flinch back in fear?" He reaches for the cord that held Ezio's pants up, and untied it. "Allow me to show you.." he smirks before reaching in with his right hand, while cupping Ezio's cheek with his left. Pulling his face closer for another kiss, the older man almost forgot the right hand traveling south. Almost. But the firm grip on his shaft reminded him, and the moan enabled Machiavelli to put his tongue to good use. The younger man knew what he was doing, Ezio noticed as he started pumping his manhood, as he had never been this... excited.. so fast before. He freed himself from the younger man's lips to whisper an "ah... Niccolo" before regaining his composure.

He had to show him who was the more skilled man among them, and thus he decided he knew and even better use of the strategist's mouth. He pushed the man down with little force, as he found Machiavelli was surprisingly eager, and he gasped when he felt the wet embrace of the young man's mouth. He felt his tongue slide over the tip of his cock, before releasing his hand that had still be pumping him to take in Ezio as far as he possibly could. He used his hands to get a firm grip on the assassin's buttocks.

"Nnnghhh, so good... Niccolo..." were the words that escaped the man's lips, a blush appearing on his cheeks. Truly, what a sigh to behold this mas was. Had he known the Assassin would give in so easily he would've done this ages a go. The canals in Venice were known to be the last waters you wanted to find yourself in, but if this was the aftermath, he would've been able to stand the smell.

But, as he sensed the man's approaching climax, he decided Ezio has had enough fun for now, and his groan told him he needed attention as well. He denied Ezio any finish before he would have his own.
Releasing the stiff manhood, he stoof up, and the denial of a climax seemed to not even bother the older man, he simply just ripped the cord of Niccolo's pant's open and pushed the fabric down, revealing the younger man's erection. He wasn't sure what he was doing, but he knew what he liked, and he could guess what else could work. His hand traveled to the bare erection and it was only moments before Machiavelli needed to lean against the wall behind Ezio to keep his balance while moaning uncontrollably.

"I told you not to underestimate me, Niccolo" the man's beard hair tickled his earlobe when he whispered in his ear.
"Hnnng... I don't underestimate you, Ezio, I just told you the fact you're old." Machiavelli countered while his hand traveled from the back of the Assassin's neck all the way down till he found what he was looking for. Perhaps it was a good thing they were still wet, it would smooth things a bit. Ezio jumped a bit in surprise as he felt the pressure of Machiavelli's finger at his entrance, Niccolo chuckled.
"Do you think you can relax for me, gramps?" he smirked, and Ezio growled.
"Who said you could top me?" And with one swift movement, he turned their positions around, pinning Machiavelli against the wall, but leaving just enough space to have his hand travel to Machiavelli's entrance. "Why don't you relax for me?" He smirked.

Normally Niccolo would go in discussion with the older man, but his need was great and this was hardly a normal situation. He decided to encourage the man by brushing his thumb over the man's still stiff (and probably painful) manhood. This was all the encouragement Ezio needed, and the younger man gasped as he felt one finger enter. Moving it in and out, he managed to relax a bit, and a moan escaped his lips. This told Ezio all he needed to know and he entered a second one.

'It'll never fit' the Assassin thought, and though the man deserved to be punished for his insults, he didn't intend to hurt him. He then thought that if he scissored his fingers a bit he might stretch his entrance a little further.

Machiavelli felt he had stood there moaning and doing nothing for long enough, and though Ezio's actions were enough to render him weak on his feet, it didn't render him useless, and he started to pump the other assassin's cock once more. This gave the older man an idea, and he felt how Ezio's other hand traveled to his own erection, rubbing the tip before pumping it at the same rhythm he was pumping his. It didn't took long before pre-cum came out, and realizing what the other Assassin was after, Machiavelli saw how Ezio was learning quick, and used it to make the entrance more smooth.

Not sure if it was his strength or if Machiavelli let him, he turned the man around, positioning the man against the wall slightly bended.

"I assure you, I have no experience with men, so if I do any..." Ezio was trying to apologize up front for if he messed up, but was cut short by a snarling Niccolo.
"Just hurry up already!"

(aaaaalmos there~!)

Didn't need to tell Ezio twice. Machiavelli braced himself when he felt the hot tip press at his entrance, but no matter how much he tried to prepare for what was coming, a pain shot through him when Ezio entered him. All he could see was white and he gasped in pain.
He felt how Ezio was slowly pulling back, while he hadn't even gone deep to begin with.
"N-No! Continue, bastardo!" He managed to choke out.
Not sure if he should, Ezio slowly tried pressing further, allowing the man to adjust.
He slowly pushed in and out, hours seemed to pass, but with each thrust he felt the younger man relax more and more, until finally, instead of the winces a moan escaped Niccolo's lips.
He decided to fasten the pace step by step, and the result was heard in the moans and breathing of his friend. "Ah.. Ezio.. You may be old.. But that's no excuse... to hold back!"

Ezio, furious at how the man was able to insult even in this situation, decided to show him what he was capable of. His thrusts became more aggressive, he grabbed Niccolo's hips with both hands, pulling him a bit further from the wall, forcing the man to bend a bit further, while pulling him towards him with every thrust. Not that he needed to as Machiavelli pushed himself on him with the same need Ezio felt. Noticing his hand could be used for other things, they traveled back to the still erect manhood, starting to pump him again. The combined pleasure was all Machiavelli needed and he shot his semen against the wall, and over Ezio's hand as he came with a load groan.

A few more thrusts was all Ezio need to come as well growling the other man's name as he came inside him. He leaned to whisper something in Niccolo's ear.
"Still think I'm too old?"
"Si" Niccolo's heavy breathing evidence of the man's exhaustion. "It was you who finished last after all!" Ezio sensed the man skirk, but started to smirk himself.
"Si, it takes skill and training to continue as long as possible."

As the man dressed themselves up again, as far was possible with their torn clothes, or simply because of lacking buttons, Niccolo turned to his fellow assassin.
"Say, Ezio, think we could go to Venice after all this is over?"
Ezio shrugged. "Si, I guess, why do you ask?"
Machiavelli grinned. "No reason."

Unknown to the two man, a man clothed in brown climbed up from the ledge that had enabled him to watch his friends. "Finally" he mumbled "If only they knew how painfully obvious their need for each other was, we would've gotten over with this ages a go."
"La Volpe. Our resources tell us Cesare Borgia is on his way back to Rome!" A thief reported.
"Grazie, you may go." And the thief left where he came from. La Volpe looked back over his shoulder to his two friends. 'I'll leave them be for now, we'll see how we handle things when they've rested'

Sorry if this was total rubbish, but I intend to get better, and what better way then to practice, right? Hope someone out there enjoyed nonetheless, and I'm sorry for all the grammar mishaps, as it's WAAAAY too late!

OP says: :D

I read this just before I had to go to an exam; consequently I daydreamed every now and then accidentally, whoops!

Thank you prompt filler!

Oh dear, I sure hope this didn't mess up your exam?

I'm glad you like it!

Hahaha, no, it was a welcome change from writing essays :P

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