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Ezio was please with the responses he was getting. When Leonardo pushed his hips into his hands, Ezio was more than happy to comply. He reach down with both hands and undid the button, hands slightly shaking as they pulled the zipper down.
He shifted and looked at the other a moment, taking in Leonardoâs slightly flushed face, parted lips, and half lidded eyes. It was a sight he decided he wanted to see more often. He kissed him again, sliding his tongue along the older manâs.
He smoothed his hands on Leonardoâs hips, both thumbs rubbing soothingly. He didnât reach in yet, no, he wanted to build the moment. He kissed his neck again, the other side this time. He trailed his tongue along the smooth skin, ghosting his lips along the otherâs ear, âTell me what you want.â he asked, voice deeper, heavy with mounting desire.
Leonardo groaned as Ezio worked his pants open, kissing him back fully, his tongue pushing to explore the other's mouth. He whimpered when that mouth left him to attack his neck again, his hips moving closer to Ezio's, searching for more contact than those teasing hands, a silent plea for more.
His hand drifted to the hair on the base of his neck, giving it a gentle pull before moving to claw at the skin below, with not enough strenght to leave any marks or to hurt, but enough to make a point. "Voglio che tu mi tocchi, mi baci, portami, fate come volete con me..." He said in a husky tone, barely noticing the slip of language by now. His hips bucked against the other's, a soft moan escaping his lips close to Ezio's ear.
Leonardo moaned a laugh at Ezio's comment, but only in acknowledgement. He let his mind shift to the hand on his back, a shiver from the caress rather than the cold traveling his spine. He hoped Ezio didn't mistake it for the later though.
He let himself be backed against the wall during the kiss, which he returned with something akin to hunger. When he felt fingers tracing the rims of his pants, he let his hips sway forward a bit in consent.
Again he granted the other more access to his neck and shoulder, his quickening breath coming in small, throaty sighs. One of his hands slid the ribbon holding Ezio's hair away so he could run his fingers through it while the other hand slipped further up his shirt, tracing the muscles under the skin of his belly, chest, sides, back.
Leonardo let the other take the lead, kissing him back, matching his rhythm with Ezioâs, but pulled back when the other did and smiled.
âYes, really.â He answered, kissing him again. âUnless you donât feel up to it, I donât see why not.â He said simply, his own hand lifting...
Leonardo all but melted at the other's grip as his mouth traveled his neck, kissing and biting and sucking at the skin. The other's hand on his hip sent shivers on his spine, not only because they were moist and a bit cold either.
He bent his neck, giving the younger man further access, not really minding the marks. Not like he was going to leave the house anytime soon, so no worries someone else would see them.
His own hands roamed, one wrapping around Ezio's shoulders for support, the other sliding under his shirt, fingertips tracing the soft skin of his belly lightly, slowly, teasing.
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âAs long as you donât let me distract you, then itâs alright.â He said, giving him a knowing look, clearly remembering what happened to Altair.
He got up, placing the canvas along with the others, smiling a bit at it, and directed the younger man along with him to the bathroom. oil came out easier with oil than with water, so he kept a small bottle with kitchen oil for this sort of thing, âThey would only stain if you let it dry, which is what weâre trying to avoid.â he said, winking at the other and squeezing a bit of the oil on his and Ezioâs hands before rubbing the oil on the paint, letting it mix and then washing it off with detergent and water.
He simply watched the other as he spoke, or rather stuttered, over the new topic, and he rose a brow at the scene. Ezio getting awkward over sex? Now that was a first. âWell, Ezio, to tell you the truth, Iâm moving at your pace.â He started, drying his hands on a towel. âSo⊠if you want to move this forward, I donât really mind. Whatever feels alright with youâŠâ He said, not exactly avoiding eye contact, but not searching for it either.
Ezio washed his hands as something to do and continued on. Why was this so hard, oh christ. âWhat? Really?â he asked and side glanced Leonardo, âIâŠwell, oh.â was all he was able to say. He rinsed his hands and waited for the other to finished before turning to Leonardo and raised his hand, still wet, to turn his head towards him and kiss him lightly. He pressed on firmly, parting his lips to gently coax the older man to deepen the kiss with him.
He pulled back slightly and looked at Leonardo, gauging his reaction.
Leonardo let the other take the lead, kissing him back, matching his rhythm with Ezio's, but pulled back when the other did and smiled.
"Yes, really." He answered, kissing him again. "Unless you don't feel up to it, I don't see why not." He said simply, his own hand lifting to pet his neck, knowing the other enjoyed it.
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âI will text you as much as I can while I am away. Promise.â he said.
He looked at his hands and laughed, âI hope it comes off or will my hands look like yours do ever so often?â he asked and stood up. He looked down at their combined painting and suppressed a laugh.
It was a myriad of colors and small doodles, stick figures, smeared blues and reds, just everything. âYou knowâŠAltair asked if weâŠâ he gave Leonardo a look, âBecause I was here for a few nights in a rowâŠI told him no because I usually past out on your couchâŠand that this, us, weâre different. I meanâŠI want toâŠdo this at your pace.â he gave Leonardo a wide eyed look. His face dropped a bit, he canât believe he was this nervous over discussing something like his sex life.
"As long as you don't let me distract you, then it's alright." He said, giving him a knowing look, clearly remembering what happened to Altair.
He got up, placing the canvas along with the others, smiling a bit at it, and directed the younger man along with him to the bathroom. oil came out easier with oil than with water, so he kept a small bottle with kitchen oil for this sort of thing, "They would only stain if you let it dry, which is what we're trying to avoid." he said, winking at the other and squeezing a bit of the oil on his and Ezio's hands before rubbing the oil on the paint, letting it mix and then washing it off with detergent and water.
He simply watched the other as he spoke, or rather stuttered, over the new topic, and he rose a brow at the scene. Ezio getting awkward over sex? Now that was a first. "Well, Ezio, to tell you the truth, I'm moving at your pace." He started, drying his hands on a towel. "So... if you want to move this forward, I don't really mind. Whatever feels alright with you..." He said, not exactly avoiding eye contact, but not searching for it either.
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Leonardo answered the kiss with one of his own, a small peck on his lips. ââŠI still worry though. For both you.â He mumbled, painting a small yellow dog. And.. a big job in a week? He wasnât sure what to make of that, especially what that âbigâ was supposed to mean. He bit his lower lip a bit, worry growing in him a bit.
He still couldnât stop the snicker at the last comment. âSeems like nothing escapes him, one way or another.â He turned and drank the rest of his coffee, fearing he would forget it and it would get cold.
âNo not really especially when he shouts and says how dense I am.â Ezio said. âI didnât know that youâŠand weâŠâ Ezio looked at Leonardo and laughed warily.
He noted the small look of concern on Leonardoâs face and smiled gently, âDonât worry. The job is important, yes, but Altair and I can handle it. I donât know how long we will be awayâŠbut it is big.â he said. âWe will be fine.â
Leonardo looked away, not really sure of what to say, and fumbled with his fingers, paint mixing and smearing.
He looked back at the other when he finished, and kissed him again, this time lingering there for a while, remembering to keep his hands to himself so not to dirty the other with it. "Just be careful, alright?" He said, forcing a small smile. Then he glanced at their hands. "We should wash it off soon before it dries and gets even harder to get rid of." The canvas was all but filled up by now, anyway.