Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt.2

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Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.2
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Fill: Grace of the Lion

[(Anonymous)]

Filling B, since as much as I love "sense of reality screwed"/psychological thrillers, I suck at writing them XD
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"No no no! That's not right at all! Who trained you? One would think you weren't dancers at all!"

Ezio stopped at the irritated tones of Leonardo's voice coming out of his workshop. The artist-scientist was usually so happy! He had only seen him exasperated or flustered a handful of times. But this Leonardo actually sounded frustrated to the point of anger.

"We are sorry, messere." Young voices chorused in reply, sounding ashamed. What could Leonardo be doing? Quietly he finished unlatching the window and snuck inside. It wasn't easy, since this part of the studio had become more cluttered since his last visit. The assassin moved tot he main part of the studio, picking a shadow where he wouldn't be seen, but could see all.

Leonardo was dressed in plain clothes today: a loose off white doublet that was smeared with paint and other art materials, black pants in the some condition, and comfortable looking shoes. Shoes that LEonardo stepped out of and moved to the center of the room where four young people (two of each gender) stood looking lost.

"It is probably my fault, since it was a last minute request and frustration neve rhelps. But you should know not to be nervous and to not allow such things to effect your dancing! I need natural, true movement for the sketches so that same natural emotion can transfer to the painting!"

Lifting his arms Leonardo turned in a dance step and then suddenly lauched into the steps of a complicated courante. He moved with such grace and beauty (arch of the arm, angle of a bare foot, titl of his head, and pure rapture on his face) that the mouths of the hired dancers and the hidden assassin fell open. He seemed to forget that he had an audience, slipping into different dances.

Clack! Ezio could have shot the young man who accidentally knocked a bowl off a table. Leonardo force at the sudden noise flushed from exertion and embarassment. "Mi scusi for forgetting the time! How about we seetle down for a day and try again tomorrow?"

Only one could manage to find her voice. She nodded and led the others out, apologizing and swearing that they would do better tomorrow.

Leonardo sighed and ran a hand through his tousled hair. He turned to picck up the bowl, but gasped in surprise when he saw a boot and shock of white cloth appearing out of a shifted shadow. "Ah! E-ezio? IS that...you?"

"Si...Leonardo." Ezio's voice was quiet and shaky. I didn't know you had visitors and didn't want to be seen."

"Ah, of course!" Leonardo's voice picked up into his usual happy tone. "Well, come in! I want to hear all you've been doing/ I must have something to drink here somewhere..."

"I...can't do that, Leonardo."

"What?" The artist stopped in confusion. "Why not?"

"Ezio tried not to shift his legs. "Because if I move, I think I'll come on the spot." He watched Leonardo flush several shades of red, and understanding suddenly hit his face.

"My dancing...you...you liked it?"

"Woukd you like to come over here and see just how much I enjoyed it?"

Re: Fill: Grace of the Lion

[(Anonymous)]

Not!OP loved this story! I almost wish I could see more! :D