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asscreedkinkmeme) wrote2010-09-13 08:44 pm
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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt.2
Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.2
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Fill - Take-home Credit 14/17
(Anonymous) 2011-02-17 05:22 am (UTC)(link)He almost fell to temptation again after starting the car because he made the mistake of glancing over at Ezio, who was illuminated by the dashboard lights. He was watching Leonardo with obvious hunger, his hands clutching the edges of his seat as if he, too, was fighting not to lunge across the gearshift and kiss him again. Leonardo swallowed hard and faced forward, gripping the steering wheel with white knuckles, at least until they were out of the parking lot. Then he reached out to rest a hand on Ezio’s thigh, lightly at first, and then kneading at the muscles more firmly when Ezio let out a breathy moan. It was torture for both of them, as Ezio tried to relax under what should have been a soothing touch, and Leonardo fought the urge to slide his hand any lower.
After the interminable drive home and the agony of the slowest elevator ride ever, they were finally in the safe confines of Leonardo’s apartment, away from prying eyes, with the door clicking shut behind them. Leonardo threw the bolt and turned to see Ezio looking around curiously. Although it was technically a studio apartment, with just one room and a bathroom, it was of decent size. The front door opened into a tiny kitchen and beyond that was a small living room, though aside from the couch and tv, most of the space was taken up by boxes of mounted canvas and more than one easel. They left their shoes on the mat and Leonardo took Ezio’s hand and led him further into the apartment, revealing an alcove to the left that hadn’t been visible from the doorway; this was where the bed was hiding. Around the corner, on the other side of the wall from the kitchen, was the bathroom.
Leonardo watched Ezio take all this in, practically overwhelmed by the fact that he finally had the young man here, in his home, all to himself. Ezio dropped his backpack on the floor and crossed to the bed, tugging Leonardo after him by their clasped hands. Once there, he let go to start shrugging out of his coat but he paused when Leonardo cupped his face and took his mouth in another languid kiss.
“Let me,” Leonardo murmured. “I’ve been waiting for the chance to see all of you and we have all night, after all. No need to rush.” Ezio blushed but nodded, letting his hands fall to his sides. Leonardo slid his own hands under the suit jacket to push it off Ezio’s shoulders, tossing it on the armchair at the foot of the bed that was already home to several of shirts. Next he moved on to the tie, nipping at Ezio’s lips as he unwound the knot and sent it sailing after the jacket. As his fingers dropped to the shirt’s buttons, he trailed kisses down Ezio’s throat and as each button came free, he pressed his lips to the skin beneath. Ezio shivered as the chaste kisses crept lower, eventually helping shrug off his shirt before putting his hands on Leonardo’s shoulders as if to steady himself.
With the shirt gone, Leonardo sat on the bed and pulled Ezio forward to stand between his legs, leaning close and breathing deep. He could smell the cologne he’d put on—the same from their first time together—and a faint, clean scent that was probably body wash. Ezio’s arousal was straining against the front of his pants but Leonardo was keeping his hands above the belt for now.
Gripping Ezio’s hips, he pressed another gentle kiss to his stomach and then traced a circle around his navel with the tip of his tongue, bracing Ezio when he bucked in reaction. He did the same to a spot just above his waistband and then repeated this torture for a few minutes, littering Ezio's skin with nonsensical shapes and scrapes of teeth. Ezio twitched with each brush of his tongue and before long he was shaking all over.
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(Anonymous) 2011-02-17 05:34 am (UTC)(link)“Sorry,” he breathed, leaving one last apologetic kiss before looking up into dilated, golden-brown eyes. “I just love the sounds you make.” Ezio glared indignantly but the teasing was quickly forgotten when Leonardo moved his hands to Ezio’s belt.
With deft fingers, he soon had Ezio's pants and boxers pushed past his hips to his ankles and he helped Ezio step out of them. His cock stuck out proudly now that it was free and Leonardo gripped the base with one hand, scattering light kisses down the length and smiling as Ezio moaned in response. Figuring he had teased him enough, he swirled his tongue around the head once before leaning forward and taking him into his mouth. Ezio gasped something that sounded like “yes” and then his hands clenched fistfuls of Leonardo’s jacket when his teacher began to suck.
Keeping one hand on Ezio’s hip, Leonardo shifted his other hand to massage Ezio's balls as he bobbed his head slowly, keeping his lips tight and his tongue sliding along the underside of his cock. Ezio seemed torn between wanting to thrust his hips to get deeper and taking Leonardo’s hand on his hip as a sign to stay still. He ended up slightly bent over, leaning more heavily on his teacher and whimpering after a particularly deep thrust.
Leonardo reluctantly drew away when he felt Ezio begin to tremble, his balls tightening in his grasp. He pressed a final kiss to the head and grinned when Ezio twitched. His own erection was aching and he wanted nothing more than to throw Ezio down on the bed and ravish him, despite his words about taking his time. Before they did anything else, though, he needed to get out of his clothes. He took Ezio’s hands off his shoulders, intending to have him sit on the bed, but Ezio suddenly bent down to capture his lips hungrily.
“I-I want… I want to…” Ezio started to say and then trailed off, his face red and his eyes downcast.
“We will, don’t worry,” Leonardo replied reassuringly, even as he pulled at the knot in his tie and tried to shrug off his coat. “I just want to get undressed first.” His smile faltered when Ezio shook his head and kissed him again fiercely. This time, the young man’s hands dropped to Leonardo’s lap, pressing a hand timidly to the bulge there, then with more force when Leonardo’s hips jerked into the touch. Ezio broke away a moment later to kneel between Leonardo’s spread legs, looking up as he reached for his belt. “Oh.” The realization of what Ezio had been trying to say finally sunk in but he could only stare in dumbfounded muteness. Seeing the uncertainty in Ezio’s expression, Leonardo struggled to make his brain work.
“Are you sure? You don’t have to,” he said quietly, reaching out to brush his thumb across the young man's cheek.
“I want to,” Ezio replied and then blushed again, almost embarrassed; he seemed to be waiting for Leonardo’s answer.
“Okay.”
Leonardo saw a flash of a shy smile before Ezio ducked his head and turned his attention to the pant zipper. Leonardo managed to get his coat off and the tie tossed to the side and then moved on to his shirt, but his fingers fumbled with the buttons when Ezio finally slipped a hand inside his boxers to curl tentative fingers around his cock. Halfway down the shirt the instructor gave up because Ezio had pulled him free and was stroking with a firmer grip as he became more sure of himself. Leonardo groaned and leaned back on his elbows, eyes fixed on the sight of Ezio kneeling between his knees, leaning forward to give his erection an experimental lick. He bit his lip to stifle a chuckle at Ezio’s first reaction—a grimace—then moaned outright when Ezio steadied his cock with one hand and slid his lips around the head.
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(Anonymous) 2011-02-17 05:45 am (UTC)(link)“Perfect,” he murmured against his lips. “It was perfect.” The worried look faded from Ezio's face. “Come here.” He scooted back on the bed, kicking his pants off and coaxing Ezio to climb onto the bed with him. He rolled them over until he was on top and then ground their hips together, shivering as their cocks slid together, slick with pre-cum. He dipped his head to lick Ezio’s collarbone, then let his mouth drift to one nipple, circling it with his tongue. He smiled against tanned skin as Ezio bucked against him, gripping his arms hard enough to bruise.
“Leonardo, stop teasing!” the young man growled and, in a surprisingly bold move, leaned up to bite Leonardo's ear, though not very hard. As he fell back against the bed, his teacher chased his mouth with a growl, and they spent the next few minutes warring with tongues until Leonardo finally backed off.
“Okay, okay,” he said breathlessly. He shifted to lean over the side of the bed, reaching for the drawer in the bedside table. As he fought to get it open, he felt a hand ghost over his hip before settling more confidently at the small of his back and he glanced back at Ezio. He almost abandoned his struggle at the utterly fuckable sight the young man presented, his hair mussed, his eyes dark and eager. Instead, Leonardo finally yanked the drawer open and grabbed the lube and condom.
“Turn over for me,” he instructed, dropping the condom onto the sheet and popping the cap on the bottle. The eagerness in Ezio’s expression warred briefly with nervousness but he nodded and rolled onto his stomach, bracing himself on his forearms and lifting his hips without being told.
Leonardo bent over to press a kiss to the small of Ezio’s back, just above his tailbone, then began to mouth a slow line down towards the curve of his ass. He pressed one lube-slick finger at the top of the cleft there, rubbing back and forth teasingly until Ezio groaned and moved his hips impatiently. Chuckling, Leonardo slipped his finger down further to brush against his entrance. Despite his silent askance, Ezio jerked in surprise at the cool touch there, so Leonardo licked a brief stripe across one ass cheek then blew across the damp skin. Ezio shivered and Leonardo began to ease one finger in.
He alternated using his tongue and teeth and fondling his balls to provide distracting sensations as he worked his way slowly up to three fingers. He gave Ezio's neglected cock a couple firm strokes but knew he couldn’t let his hand linger or Ezio would be done all too soon. At three fingers, the young man was already panting a steady stream of “please, please, please” and pushing back into the touch, especially when Leonardo brushed his prostate.
“Did you do this to yourself and think of me?” the teacher asked, his voice raw with lust.
“Yes! Yes,” Ezio gasped as fingers again stabbed that spot within him. He squirmed when they withdrew. “But...it wasn’t the same. Wasn’t…enough.” The look he shot over his shoulder jolted through Leonardo like a bolt of lightning. He scrambled to get the foil packet open and the condom on before aligning himself and beginning the enter.
He was surprised to feel Ezio pushing back against him, his hands fisted in the sheets, his back bowed and tense. It was gloriously tight and agonizingly slow, but at last Leonardo's balls came to rest against Ezio's ass and then they paused, both breathing hard. Leonardo bent over Ezio, one arm curling around his waist as he pressed his lips to Ezio’s shoulder.
Fill - Take-home Credit 17/17
(Anonymous) 2011-02-17 05:59 am (UTC)(link)Ezio nodded in response to the hushed question but remained tense. Leonardo let his hand slide down Ezio’s abdomen to trail his fingers lightly up his cock. Ezio twitched and let out a shuddering breath; another deep breath and some of the clenching grip around Leonardo began to ease.
“Okay,” Ezio whispered and shifted his hips back against Leonardo’s, looking back with a lopsided grin.
Leonardo nodded and pulled out some before rocking back in, moving slowly at first as Ezio relaxed into it. When he began to push more to meet Leonardo’s thrusts, he upped the tempo, using both hands to steady Ezio’s hips until Ezio abruptly cried out, a shiver rolling through him. Then Leonardo pulled out nearly all the way and snapped his hips forward, smiling when he was rewarded with another cry.
“More,” Ezio gasped and Leonardo obliged, feeling a drop of sweat slide down his back as he drove in again and again, each time hitting that spot that made Ezio clench around him. He bent over Ezio’s back, bracing himself with one hand on the bed and moving his other hand down to fist Ezio’s cock. The young man made a desperate noise, his hands tightening in the sheets and his counter-rhythm to Leonardo’s thrusts faltering under the maelstrom of sensations. A few strokes later, his whole body tensed and he groaned Leonardo’s name as he came, his hips jerking against Leonardo’s. The sudden final squeeze was his teacher’s undoing. His arm tightened around Ezio as he pinned him with a few last thrusts, riding out his own crest of pleasure.
After a moment, Leonardo guided Ezio’s hips so that they flopped over, still joined but away from Ezio’s spilled seed. He kept his arm curled tight around his waist and smiled against his shoulder when Ezio covered his hand, lacing their fingers together. They lay like that for a little while, their breathing and racing hearts the only sound, and then Leonardo gently drew away, peeling off the condom and slipping off the bed to dispose of it in the bathroom.
When he came back, he half-expected Ezio might be asleep but he found the young man waiting for him, eyes half-lidded but still awake. He pulled Leonardo back onto the bed for a lazy kiss then released him and dropped his head to the pillow, eyes closed. Leonardo pushed aside the messy sheet, deciding to leave it for the morning. Instead, he tugged at the comforter that lay folded at the foot of the bed until he’d managed to cover them both with it. As he curled up against Ezio's back and snaked an arm around his waist again to tug him close, he kissed the nape of his neck.
“Happy birthday, Ezio.”
In response, Ezio brought their entwined hands to his mouth and kissed Leonardo’s fingers, his lips curling in a smile. Moments later, they were both asleep.
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(Anonymous) 2011-02-17 06:10 am (UTC)(link)I keep seeing them living together sometime in the future. Oh, so delicious. Thank you, thank you, thank you for writing this. <3
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(Anonymous) 2011-02-18 06:59 am (UTC)(link)Re: Fill - Take-home Credit 17/17
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(Anonymous) 2011-02-18 01:39 pm (UTC)(link)OMGGGGGGGGGG. This is glorious. The buildup is ridiculously hot and the makeout-against-the-car bit is movie worthy. And the porn... omfg. Don't even get me started.
Also, love that you kept Leonardo vegetarian.
Amazing job. You should be supremely proud of yourself <3
Re: Fill - Take-home Credit 17/17
(Anonymous) 2011-02-18 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)I knew I had to keep him as a vegetarian because I just can't imagine Leonardo any other way. But also, it amuses me to think of their "home life": Ezio trying to be sweet and surprise Leonardo with dinner, only to completely forget and fix something with meat. Or just being bewildered in general as to how one can survive without it. XD
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(Anonymous) 2011-02-18 06:02 pm (UTC)(link)The build up was perfect, Leonardo being vegetarian, the making out against the car nnng.
If you ever write more of it, I'll eagerly read it!
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(Anonymous) 2011-02-18 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)