Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt.2

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Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.2
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Part 1
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
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Casual Womaniser 3/4-ish

[(Anonymous)]

Ezio was half concealed in the corner, shadows flowing over him in a way that should not be possible and had always fascinated Leonardo. Only his face was truly visible, and there was anguish on there to match the feeling tearing up Leonardo’s chest.

Good, he thought viciously, and tried desperately to pretend that his eyes weren’t burning.

“I have wronged you,” Ezio said, low and heartfelt. “I know that now and knew that then. I have wronged you, and nothing I can do or say will change that.”

“Then I ask again, what is there to explain, Ezio?”

“I want to make sure you know the truth of the situation,” Ezio said. “I did not play you for a fool. I lay with Rosa once and once only, and it was a mistake. I left her as soon as I sobered and I have not seen her since. If I had known how to say it—” Ezio swallowed. “If I had known how to say it, I would have told you. But I did not, and then there was work to be done, so I played the fool and the coward and said nothing. But I swear to you, Leonardo,” he continued, stepping forward into the light, “I swear to you, it was never done on purpose. It was a mistake, an accident caused by too much drink and too little sense, and I regret it more than anything else I have ever done.”

The hell of it was that Leonardo believed him.

He knew Ezio – had known him since he was a young man, since they were both young men. Leonardo had seen him and his lowest and his highest, his weakest and his best and everything in between. Even now, he trusted Ezio not to lie to him – not to tell a direct falsehood to his face.

But it seemed that lies of omission were something separate.

“How am I to trust you?” Leonardo asked him, eyes locked with Ezio’s. “How can I ever trust you again, after what you have done?”

Ezio swallowed and kept his gaze. “I don’t know.”

It was Leonardo who looked away. “Then this is ended.”

“Leonardo, please—” Ezio started, lunging forward to grab his hand. Leonardo stepped sharply backwards and shook him off.

“I don’t mean our friendship.” There was a lump in his throat and it hurt to swallow. Leonardo did anyway, trying to keep the burning in his eyes from spilling onto his cheeks. “I ... you are my oldest friend, and you have never betrayed my friendship, as I hope I have never betrayed yours. Your company is ... dear to me.” He looked up at his former lover. “But, Ezio, how can I ever let you back into my bed when I do not know if you have been in another’s?”

Ezio took a deep breath, and squared his shoulders like a man walking to the noose. “I understand,” he said quietly. “It is your decision to make, and I cannot argue against it.” He looked away. “Much as I want to.”

It helped. God help him, it helped, a little, to know that Ezio still wanted him. It made Leonardo want to take it back, want to throw all rational thought to the wind and throw himself into Ezio’s arms, to kiss him and touch him and feel Ezio moving inside him again. He would probably never stop wanting the man, Leonardo realised. A small, petty part of him wanted Ezio to never stop wanting him, either.

Casual Womaniser 4/5

[(Anonymous)]

“Go see Rosa.” Ezio’s head shot up and he looked about to protest. Leonardo held up a hand. “I don’t care. I don’t want to hear it. I don’t want to be saying it. But she is carrying your child, and you cannot ignore that. I do not want you to ignore that.”

“I would rather give up the child and have you instead,” Ezio growled.

“You can’t,” Leonardo snapped. “You cannot change what has already happened, Ezio. You have already betrayed me once, and that was once too often.”

Because if you did it once, you will do it again.

Ezio seemed to struggle with himself, fists clenching and unclenching as he fought a battle in his own mind. Then all the fight seemed to go out of him. “You speak the truth,” he muttered. “I will ... speak with Rosa.”

Leonardo nodded and kept his gaze on the floor. The door creaked open and then shut, and Leonardo finally allowed himself to sag and raise one shaking hand to cover his eyes.

Except that a familiar warm, large hand pulled it away and equally familiar lips closed over his, hard and demanding, fingers taut in his hair and a tongue sliding between his lips. Leonardo whimpered and grabbed onto Ezio with his free hand, caught between pulling him closer and pushing him away, damning the man for his stupid silent footsteps.

Ezio dropped his other hand and cupped his face with both palms, long fingers cradling Leonardo’s head as he kissed and kissed and kissed, desperately, like he was drowning and only Leonardo’s kisses could save him. Leonardo found himself clutching frantically at Ezio’s waist and back, heedless of the ludicrous amounts of weaponry the man carried, intent on pushing himself as close as possible because – because this was it.

This was goodbye.

The kisses tasted of salt. They tasted of desperation and all the love that still lay between them, as cut and bruised as it was. But they felt clean despite the hurt, like an infection cut out before it truly had time to take root. It left a savage pain that would take a long time to heal, but was still far better than the twisted wreck of a relationship they would have made otherwise.

Eventually, Ezio’s mouth gentled, feathering light, soft touches over Leonardo’s swollen lips.

“Enough.” Leonardo’s voice was hoarse as he pushed him away. “Enough, Ezio.”

Ezio stepped back. “I am sorry,” he said roughly. “That will be the last time.”

“Yes.” Ezio’s clothes were rumpled. It was clear that the rumpling had been done by another in the grips of passion, or perhaps a particularly addled wrestling match. Despite Ezio’s erratic visiting schedule, it was such a familiar sight that Leonardo had to look away, cheeks burning. “I think that you should leave now.” Leonardo swallowed. “And ... you would do me a kindness if you did not come back for a while.”

Ezio hesitated.

“What?” Leonardo snapped, abruptly uncomfortable – even more so than before. “We have said all there is to say. I have asked you to leave. Go—”

“I have another codex page,” Ezio blurted.

Casual Womaniser 5/5

[(Anonymous)]

Of course.

Leonardo closed his eyes. Of course there would be a codex page. Of course that would be why Ezio was here.

It was the situation that made it hurt, he knew. If he had still been living in blissful ignorance – or, better still, if Ezio had actually had any control over his cock – then a visit from Ezio would have been good, but a visit from Ezio with a codex page would have been excellent.

It was only the situation that made him feel like he had been used, he knew.

He still felt that way.

“Leave it on the bench,” Leonardo said, his voice hoarse again, but for a different reason than Ezio’s kisses. “I will send it to Paola when it is finished.”

He opened his eyes again to watch Ezio put the page on his workbench, amidst clusters of sketches and diagrams, idle drawings and notes. He had no desire to touch the damned thing. No desire to work on its mysteries.

Not now.

Ezio walked from the bench to the door, but hesitated again on the threshold. Leonardo somehow kept himself from screaming.

“When you think you could see me again...” Ezio said. “Please, tell Paola. I will come.”

“All right,” Leonardo said. Ezio nodded to him and slipped out into the crowd, door slipping quietly shut behind him.

And Leonardo was left alone.

Just him, his work, and a codex page.

Re: Casual Womaniser 5/5

[(Anonymous)]

Oh Leo. Oh Leo. :< You deserve better than a guy who'd cheat on you, obviously, but...

It hurts so good anon. Thanks for this. ;w;

Not OP...

[(Anonymous)]

Oh my poor heart. I was so torn by this, so desperate for Leonardo to forgive Ezio and yet knowing this was the best possible outcome. The line that truly broke me, though, was this: The kisses tasted of salt.

This was so lovely and so well-written. I normally shy away from the sad/angsty fills but I was curious about this and once I started reading I couldn't stop. Thank you for the wonderful fill, writer!anon, even if it broke my heart.

It hurts so good

[(Anonymous)]

and this OP is satisfied CB (Though I wish Leo's BFF Sandro had a magical sixth sense where he knew when Leo was hurting and would come over to cheer him up) Thank you for filling writer!anon <3 you're amazing and I have already thrown my pixel child into a volcano in your unknown name.

Re: It hurts so good

[(Anonymous)]

The pixel child will not thank you, but I shall! :)

Re: Casual Womaniser 5/5

[(Anonymous)]

I think at about part two I started saying "oh my god ;A;" cause omg anon that was so terribly sad. I don't even know what to do with myself right now.

Re: Casual Womaniser 5/5

[(Anonymous)]

I admire Leonardo's strength and willpower to endure the pain Ezio keeps putting him through because he doesn't deserve to be treated like that, no matter how deep his love is for him.

That said, brava, a!a. You can has all my creys. T^T This is hauntingly beautiful.