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[talon-dell-aquila]

“I didn’t want it to be like this, but I had no control!”

The ringing in his ears was too loud, making his head spin with the blood loss he had already endured. Or maybe it was the head injury he had sustained during the fight. Ezio didn’t know, he could barely think at the moment. Though he couldn’t understand the words spoken, Leonardo’s voice cut through the haze enough to get the assassin to force his eyes open. 

Cesare knew the threat Ezio posed and it showed in how he ordered his captive to be restrained. In the center of a locked room, no windows and one door, chains suspended the captive from the ceiling, wrapped tightly around his wrists and holding him high enough so his toes barely brushed the ground.The guards had divested the assassin of all his weapons, armor, and even his robes. A clever prisoner could use -anything- to their advantage, so Ezio was left with -nothing-. 

Cuts and bruises marred his flesh and a line of dried blood streaked down from his left temple. “Mmmnn... L-... Leo....?”

[moltementi]

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     Cesare smiles mysteriously then, shifting gaze from field to friend with a hum. It is deeply ironic to him - in a twistedly amusing way - that his engineer could violate the dead and dig inside visceral contents, and yet not be able to stomach what may give him those bodies to study.

     “You are a man of puzzles, Leonardo.” Is all he says however, before turning to lead the blonde away from such gruesome sights. While he was not one to tolerate orders from those beneath him, he knows a suggestion when he hears it. “And I indulge you far too often~.”

[borgiaduchess]

humansubtlety said:

Ikr

One day maybe we'll have a Cesare again 8(

[multimana]

prigione

@humansubtlety

After Leonardo’s affiliation was learned, Yusuf had turned somewhat quiet in the cell. However, it could not change the way his heart felt for him. It couldn’t change his heart, but he did have a difficult time. He had ..so many questions for him on the matter. His less than cheerful appearance could also be contributed to that damned environment he was in.  Yusuf’s eyes watched as Leonardo looked to his wounds. Some of his wounds were hurting more than others. One of the wounds in particular was his back. It had been burning for at least a day now. The wound made sleeping harder, even though he was sleeping on his side.

“Just how sure --- are you that you can work things in my favor?” the assassin mumbled as he looked to the side. Internally, Yusuf did have a plan he was forming of his own. He’s already tried to get his key from a guard once and it didn’t end well for him. “I’m --- already forming a plan of my own.” A safer plan, however, could be a safe bet. 

[moltementi]

Standing behind him, Leonardo pressed slow deliberate kisses over Salai's slender neck. His fingers smoothed over the younger man's arm, tracing over his veins until he gently caressed his wrist, posing him. "Hold this pose, tesoro, like this."

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Breath hitches - yearning - as trails are left by scorching lips almost as if in encouragement. He leans back as much as he can, selfishly stealing affection, and heat, and friction from that fancy doublet that Leonardo got a few weeks ago from a Florentine merchant. 

It really isn’t fair, he thinks. Salai wants nothing more than to say to Hell with this drawing. To cast aside the strip of cloth that was supposed to accentuate his frame and climb atop his beloved maestro and do things with his tongue on his cock that made the elder shout so pretty~.

Those hands, he thinks, are perfection however. Running over his skin and pulling even more at his yearning, his sin, his devilry. Salai cannot decide what he wants more, to worship, or BE worshiped.

No surprise is it really now, that a fire broiling in his belly fuels his impetuous nature, and he pouts as much as he can as his maestro steps away- “I want to hold a different pose, amore…” 

         And he sinks fluidly to his knees, a WICKED smirk curling young lips.

[imperatorborgia]

❝ You know, it’s funny how often a person’s sharp tongue can end up cutting their own throat. ❞

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He emitted a low, guttural laugh at the artist’s observation. “Sometimes words do more damage than a blade ever could. Then it is only just that the person faces the consequences.”

Not bothering to lift his gaze to meet Leonardo’s, Cesare kept locked onto the dagger within his hand - watching the edges of the blade glisten as he spun it slowly, the sharp tip embedded in the wooden table as his hand sat on the pommel, guiding it.

“Respect can go a long way,” the Duke solemnly added.

[borgia-pope-blog]

humansubtlety

“I am in need of your services, Leonardo.”

[littledxvil]

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Laughing, he rolls off of Salai so as not to crush him. “Giacomo, please. I have designs to finish.”

“But that’s not fair, I did not meant to fall asleep.” He frowns, moving quickly into his side. “Finish them later.” He reasons.