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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt.2

Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.2
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There was something rather unsettling and yet arousing about the feel of an answering hardness heavy on his thigh as Ezio pressed Leonardo to the wood of his door and softly pried open his mouth with lips and tongue, allowing sighs and soft, low, rumbling moans to tumble out into what little air there was between them. It was grounding, a sharp realisation that what he was doing was, in the eyes of society, abnormal; wrong, and yet at the same time it thrilled him. The knowledge that what he felt was shared, reciprocated and existent sent sparks to his head, clouding his mind and pushed excitement to his groin to pool as heat and arousal. He allowed a groan to slip from his lips in reply to a particularly enthusiastic sound from Leonardo.

A hand reached up to grab at the tail of hair tied in ribbon at the back of Ezio's head and pulled his head back. With an intake of breath he faced the ceiling, lips abandoned and kiss-swollen as Leonardo moved to lather his neck with attention. He swallowed audibly as a searing suck and graze of teeth marked him with a quickly reddening bruise. Lips brushed over his ear and with a wash of hot breath his hair was released, his mouth immediately going to seek out that which marked him, only for fingers, calloused and thick, to press against him, stopping his path. He opened his eyes and stared at his lover.

“I have heard that from the lands recently discovered in the west by the Spanish a disease has come. It manifests and spreads from the genitals.” Leonardo whispered and Ezio frowned at the rather macabre subject.

“You are bringing this up now?” He mumbled against the fingers.

“You have not contracted it, have you?”

Ezio shook his head, dragged his lips up the fingers that seemed so intent on keeping him away from kissing Leonardo to within an inch of his life, and took them into his mouth, earning a deep groan.

“Ringrazia Dio, I had worried that you may have due to...”

Ezio reached up a hand and drew the fingers from his mouth, “Due to my history?”

“Sí,”

Ezio let go of Leonardo's hand and ran his index finger from the top of his Adam's apple, over the lace of his collar to pat against the thick fabric of his tunic. “Tell me, Leonardo, how do I get you out of these clothes?”

The artist's hands went into action, moving to untie the complicated knot holding a belt about his waist as some sort of strangled noise issued itself from his throat and Ezio gave a deep noise of appreciation as it fell to the floor and hands went to unclasp the cape around his neck. He stepped back, his own hands falling to his breeches to loosen the lace.

It took them all of five minutes to undress themselves completely, both becoming too impatient and aroused to give proper attention to what they were doing and lengthening the process. As Leonardo's breeches were pulled from his legs and ankles to trail along the floor they came together again, marvelling in the feel of skin on skin, hissing and groaning as their erections brushed. They stumbled to the bed, entwined, and collapsed onto it, the down mattress covered in sheets and brocade sinking under their combined weight. Leonardo shuddered underneath Ezio as he clambered to straddle him and he felt it run down his inner thighs.

“Are you okay?” He asked, his voice husky and low.

“I'm fine, just...” Ezio trailed kisses down Leonardo's sternum and marvelled at the flat plane of his chest as opposed to the breasts he was so used to, and the dappling of hair that spread itself quite sparsely from the naval to his nipples. “You have what we need?”

“Ulivieri took it upon himself to create some mix of olive oil and goose fat and I had some intestine washed and cut, should you so want to use it.” He hummed against the skin presented to him before trailing his mouth to a nipple and pressing his tongue hotly over it and blowing cool air, watching it harden and listening to Leonardo's quickened breath.

“Intestine?”

“The girls used it as a form of protection.”

“I am no woman.”

“I can feel that.” He looked up at Leonardo and slowly ground down against him, drawing out a long moan and feeling his own conscious blur at the edges with the friction against his aching flesh. “H-However,” he paused and collected his thoughts, waiting for Leonardo's eyes to refocus. “However, It is always good to have a choice. To come prepared.” He raised up to press his lips against his lovers and felt his groan vibrate against his lips. A hand on his collarbone pushed him away.

“The oil?”

Ezio sat up on his heels and reached over to the jar, bringing it into Leonardo's line of sight.

“Do you know what to do?”

Ezio shook his head, eyes trained on the jar.

There was a moment of silence.

“Put it by. Neither you or I are ready.” Ezio's eyes snapped from the jar to Leonardo at the words and his brow furrowed. He opened his mouth to protest, only for Leonardo to reach out a hand and press it to his neglected member, which pulsed at the attention. His jaw closed with a click of teeth. “We have years.” His eyes softened, he hesitated one more moment, then placed the jar back by the bed.

The kiss they shared was languid, lazy. Tongues meeting and twisting together in a slow dance, skin burning and singing at each touch, Ezio's excitement mounting at each stroke the hand on his hard length gave. His arms trembled slightly at the effort of keeping his figure above Leonardo on his elbows, and as the kiss gave way to open mouthed nips and pecks, Ezio found himself being eased onto one side.

He ran a hand over Leonardo's side, revelling at the warmth, the shiver that followed, and rested it on his hip. His mouth broke from the kiss to swirl his tongue over the join of shoulder to neck. With a hitched breath Leonardo bucked forwards, his hand stuttering in it's rhythm. He brought his hand between Leonardo's legs to run tentative fingers over turgid flesh. Leonardo let out a breathy moan and Ezio couldn't help but pull back to watch as his hand encircled Leonardo's arousal and pulled. His eyes unfocussed, his breathing became ragged and his member throbbed in Leonardo's hand, the owner consequently whimpering.

He pulled back to look at Leonardo's face, finding his eyes softly closed, his face flushed with arousal and he rubbed his thumb delicately over the head of his cock, watching as his eyes screwed up harder and his teeth bit his lip. The hand abandoned his length and ran up and over his side to press at his back. In one swift move Leonardo rolled them over so that Ezio was one again lying on top of him and hooked his leg over Ezio's hip, melding together. Ezio's hand abandoned Leonardo and he ground down, keening at the rush of heat flaring in his gut. Beneath him Leonardo moaned, obscene, long and loud. He thrusts in retaliation, panting open mouthed against Leonardo's neck and the slide as Leonardo thrusts back to meet him is just gorgeous.

His world becomes one of hot, slick skin and wet sounds, moans and shouts that are just positively vulgar and do nothing the dull the fierce and tight coil of arousal that envelopes his cock as it thrusts against Leonardo's own, precome coating them both. They rut together on the bed, in his ear Leonardo babbles something he can't make out, his name, chocked on a hitched breath, standing out amongst the incomprehensible noise. He becomes aware, somewhere in the back of his mind, that he is speaking to; things like, 'Dio,', 'Cazzo, don't stop. Don't ever stop,' and, 'Leonardo, please,', but he's too far gone to think about it.

Their thrusts became more frenzied, their breath choked, their pitch higher, their shouts and groans louder. Inside of them both raw passion and arousal built and licked at their very beings, pushing them closer to a precipice. Somewhere through the aroused haze of his mind Leonardo managed to pull himself together long enough to moan obscenely, “Fuck, Ezio,” and thrust up against his lover almost simultaneously, and the next thing Ezio knew was that he was coming and he was shouting something, anything, grinding against Leonardo in sharp bursts of movement as he spilt his seed over their stomachs and he's coming-

When he manages to gather his thoughts he rolls off of Leonardo, whose essence joined his own not too long before, and attempts to catch his breath. The cold air prickled at his naked and sated skin, the candle at his desk had burned down to a stub and flickered, dangerously close to snuffing itself out. Beside him Leonardo continued to make small sounds, quiet moans, as he floated through the aftershocks of his orgasm. With weak arms and an exhausted body, Ezio brought himself closer to Leonardo and lay his head on his shoulder, watching his expression, noticing the fading flush trailing down his neck.

“Are you okay?” He finally whispers, when Leonardo's noises grow softer and softer until they are non-existent and only their deep breaths fill the air.

“Sí, and you?” Leonardo's voice is husky, almost rasping. The candle on his desk died, drenching them in darkness.

“Fantastico,” He murmured, and lay there languidly pressed up against Leonardo's side for a few moments before forcing himself to sit up and grope blindly for his shift, wiping from them both the sticky mess that had begun to dry on their stomachs and thighs.

“I cannot stay the night.” Leonardo whispered at the cloth swept over his midriff.

“I know. Cesare will be waiting.”

“I do not have a choice.”

“I know.” Ezio moved to kiss at Leonardo's form, feeling his way up to his face before pressing his lips against his lover's tenderly.

Ezio bid good bye to Leonardo at the gate of the tunnel, having given him some bread and cheese beforehand so that he may have something to eat before sleeping. They kissed deeply, tenderly, and the ache reformed in Ezio's chest, the swoop in his stomach re-materialised. But this time it was not so bad. This time Ezio knew he could act on it.

Well, there you have it, anons of the kinkmeme. After years of being a lurker and appreciator, I've finally done my first fill. It was scary, stressing at times, and I didn't half lose sleep over it, but here it is. I can only hope that you enjoyed it and that it wasn't half-bad!

This is one of the most beautifully emotional fills I've seen on the meme so far. I got choked up at how sweet it was, and how /real/ they both seem. This anon approves and I hope you write more in this vein. You have a fan. <3

Ahh, thank you so much!!
To be honest I've never really written romance before, as I tend to specialise in angst and I've dipped into humour once or twice, so it was quite the challenge for me, so I'm really glad that it went down well, and yes, maybe I will write some more of a similar nature!
love,
writeranon

Unf. I'll be in my bunk.

Seriously, I think the fact they *didn't* use the oil was hotter than typical sexual relations. Much more intimate and suited to two newly-discovered lovers. And the descriptions of their noises... nnngh... I'll be back later.

Anon, ILU. Glad you delurked to write this awesomeness xx

writeranon had filled up on 'The Joy of Teen Sex' Episode 1 before writing this, so they were hesitant to go into penetration straight off the bat :) I'm really glad that it was a good move to make :)
I am a sound-stimulated person, so I'm glad that this came across :D

ILU too ;)

I have to be honest, when I saw your note saying this was the end, my reaction was something like: ;___; I completely missed that this was part 5 of 5 and was crushed when it ended.

That being said, this was a fantastic fill! I loved Ezio's thoughts and emotions throughout the whole thing, as he first comes to terms with his love for Leonardo and then as he decides to do something about it. I have to agree with the above anon that it was plenty hot without them using the oil. The sex was very hot and well written and then it's so sweet at the end when Leonardo has to go. Thank you, writer!anon, this was a delight to read.

Ah, I'm sorry! I was thinking of perhaps, stressing that there perhaps, doing a small sequel-type-thing.

I'm glad that you enjoyed it, anon!

CRYING. Not actually crying, but crying on the inside... or something along those lines. Metally crying? Maybe.

But ohmygod. Writeranon. You are one of my favourite people in the world. You wrote this entire thing so beautifully and aghghhghg. The world has been missing out on your writing for years if this is your first fill!

The sex was incredibly well written and hot. But I'm attempting to focus on the ~awesomeness of your skills and not just the hotness of Ezio/Leo. Especially the hotness of the... gerh... harble harble... *melt*

ER. Ahem. Yes.

I love you, writer anon. Cookies and pixel love for you forever and ever and EVER. <3

OP is very very happy. :) Such a wonderful job.

*hands a mental tissue*

I hope from now on to be more confident and fill more prompts. This was a wonderful prompt, OP, so I thank you as well, and I think you may well be one of my favourite people, too!

Seriously, focus on the hotness, that was the hardest bit to get down as I can't read my own writing without looking for mistakes instead of feeling it, so I was unsure if it was at all arousing xD

Cookies!! Love!!

historynerd!anon applauds you for mention of the Columbian Exchange.

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