Whoa! Very, very nice! In my head the courtesans take him home and pass him around like a party favor after that.
"Your appreciation, eh, boy?" Says the courtesan in the yellow dress.
"He is almost still a boy. He'd be chased after by the sodomia in the Wool Trader's street." Which is probably true. Federico had rescued him a few times when he was just maturing from a child into a boy and didn't yet know better. But hearing that from the courtesan hanging on his arm made him nervous.
"I'm 19, old enough to go chasing after boys myself; but I would much rather use my energy on pleasing you, or you, or even all of you."
"Oh-ho, did you hear that?" again says the one in yellow. "We're going to take you up on that offer, assassino piccolo."
The four surround him, push him back with just their proximity out of the alley and towards side door of the brothel, and he's both aroused by this and cautious. It is suddenly a little warm. The rose-dressed courtesan slinks up and leans against him until she's pushed him against the door, her right hand sliding down his side till she reaches the doorknob.
"You're going to use that agile mouth of yours to show us your appreciation. Ezio stumbles back when the door opens behind him. "Maybe when we feel we have been fully recompensed, we will even let you come."
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"Your appreciation, eh, boy?" Says the courtesan in the yellow dress.
"He is almost still a boy. He'd be chased after by the sodomia in the Wool Trader's street." Which is probably true. Federico had rescued him a few times when he was just maturing from a child into a boy and didn't yet know better. But hearing that from the courtesan hanging on his arm made him nervous.
"I'm 19, old enough to go chasing after boys myself; but I would much rather use my energy on pleasing you, or you, or even all of you."
"Oh-ho, did you hear that?" again says the one in yellow. "We're going to take you up on that offer, assassino piccolo."
The four surround him, push him back with just their proximity out of the alley and towards side door of the brothel, and he's both aroused by this and cautious. It is suddenly a little warm. The rose-dressed courtesan slinks up and leans against him until she's pushed him against the door, her right hand sliding down his side till she reaches the doorknob.
"You're going to use that agile mouth of yours to show us your appreciation. Ezio stumbles back when the door opens behind him. "Maybe when we feel we have been fully recompensed, we will even let you come."