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Beautiful, stunning Venezia. How she reminds me of my former home. Usually, the view from on top Leonardo’s newest workshop is breathtaking as it overlooks the sleepy district at night. But its heavy charms do not absorb into me tonight. I’m too focused, too poised, in my goal: Leonardo. For a month now, I have kept away from this pocket of Venezia, a month since Leonardo slipped from my grasp. This shall be the last night he spends under Salai’s territory.
I predict he’s probably either resting at this hour or deep within his tinkerings. Salai is definitely assisting him in either task: fellow artisan, or evening teddy bear. It boils my blood just thinking about it and steels my resolve. I shall recover what is mine tonight.
I stalk around the rooftops silently, careful not to shift any loose tiles. Climbing down the side of his new workshop, I check the windows, chuckling softly upon discovering one unlocked. Sliding inside, I balance effortlessly on a high beam, peering below for my target. My eyes spot my agitator first, who slumbers alone in a bed on the far right corner of the workshop. I smirk with silent satisfaction in noting two separate beds. I toy with the idea of killing him, but it’s against the Creed to kill an innocent…
… I technically wouldn’t be breaking the Creed…
“Ooooh yes…”
Was that…? I stalk towards the enchanting noise, making sure not to cause the high beam to creek under my weight. Directly over the sound, I peer down to where the fire place casted its light strongest. What I behold stirs at my member like no other image on this earth can.
My target lays writhing upon one of his fine carpets within a nest made of his discarded clothing, sketching paper and a lone piece of charcoal. His body is arched gorgeously, one hand stroking frantically at his drizzling cock while the other rubs over his chest, pinching at erect nipples. His head is craned back gracefully, mouth shamelessly crying out sensual melodies that float to the rafters. The firelight only amplifies my target’s beauty, bringing out the flushed glow of his skin.
His delightful wails fly into my ears and straight through to my crotch. My cock answers my target’s call silently, pulsing within my loins. I hear you, Leonardo… but I won’t act just yet. I’ll let you squirm in your pleasure for a while longer.
“Ezio…”
Oh, I hear you, amore.
“E-ezio… it’s so good.”
It will soon feel even better.
“Ezio… I need you.”
Do you, now? Where do you need me, Leonardo?
“Need…"
I spy his chest hand sliding to his lips, two fingers briefly slipping into his mouth. He groans softly around them, his tongue working between knuckles, surly imagining it as my own engorged flesh. He lifts his hips slowly, reaching underneath himself to slowly push those moist digits into his body. A sultry gasp rises up to the rafters, most likely meant to be a louder groan that would have stirred Salai from sleep.
“Ezio!” He strokes himself faster, fingers wiggling in and out of his body. His hips jerk in mid air, sparks probably flying throughout his skin. “Deeper, Ezio…”
How much deeper, Leonardo?
“…a-alll the way…!” he inserts another finger in mid gasp, throwing his head back against his nest. I can make out a tint of pink against his cheeks.
“Ezio… oh Ezio…!” he palms harder, fingers diving faster into his ass. I can hold back no longer. My target cries out for me too loudly to ignore any longer.
Carefully, I hang from the high beam, positioning my body over Leonardo before letting go, swiftly landing right over my target, my cape and robe tails covering his naked body. The loud ‘THUD~!’ that echoes across the workshop does little else than startle Leonardo more than my presence already did and cause Salai to shift in bed. I can promptly forget about the child; he can sleep through anything.
“E-ezio?! What are you d—?”
I silence him with my lips, naked and armored hand running over his sweat-sheened body frantically. I shall not allow you to delay my feast any longer. Too fogged with previous passions not yet released, Leonardo falls within my clutches, his eyes fluttering into his head as he groans strongly at my aggressive possession. His body shudders as I pinch and pull at his nipples, his hands tangling within my hood as my lips move to his neck, devouring his throat. I can feel him shiver as I nuzzle about his collar bone, facial hair scrubbing at his flesh along with my teeth.
“Dio mio, I missed you.” He groans breathlessly, hands making quick work of my hood, shoving it down and destroying my hair tie in the process. I chuckle, snatching his tongue within my mouth once more as my palms move from his chest to his legs, parting them forcefully to settle between. He whimpers within the kiss, our members desperate to meet, yet my robes proving to be an intrusive shield. Leonardo breaks from our messy tongue lock, hands diving between us to skillfully, urgently, remove the laces to my breeches. He gasps cutely as my cock stands to full attention against my belts: the clear fluid coated around my member causes it to reflect the firelight as if it were a newly polished statue.
“Seasoning…” I hear him murmur, licking his lips lazily. I snicker in my throat; Leonardo hadn’t forgotten my promise. You can be quite cheesy, amore… but that is why I target you.
I lean over him as he lays back down, his arms wrapping around my neck smoothly. I lift his hips, nuzzling my throbbing head against his ring of flesh. He whimpers happily, anticipating my entrance, but I deny him of it… not yet, Leonardo. Eyes fluttering open upon realization, he clutches desperately at my back armor, his breathing airy and loose.
“D-do it Ezio…”
“No.”
“W-why?” a heaved groan interjects. “I-is that not what you c-came here for?”
“No… but you are close.” I roll my scorching head against him once more, pulling a long groan from his chest.
“T-then what was it?!” he cries, his knuckles definitely gone white with his grip on my armor.
“To reclaim what is mine. This—“ I grind again, licking my lips in satisfaction at the second groan it brings, “—is not a child. I am a man… and that is the only thing that shall go inside you ever again.” He looks perplexed for only a few moments before looking over to the corner where Salai was still obliviously sleeping. Leonardo tilts his head back to me… and his eyes… oh his eyes…
His eyes are the deepest shade of blue I’ve seen in him, as if a hardened resolve has taken place in his mind. “Ezio… Bello Diavolo mio… you are the only one who has claim of me.” His legs part wider, sucking my head into his ass. I hold fast to Leonardo’s thighs, no longer apprehensive in my thoughts.
Leonardo is mine soundly.
After sheathing myself inside my precious prey, I immediate start a brutal pace, my cock pulsing with each thrust. Leonardo clutches haplessly to me, his fingers tugging at my hair as we switch on and off from kisses to moans. I catch glimpses of him re-marking me: his tongue laps at my whiskers, his teeth nibble at my collar, and his lips suckle over my armor. His shameless displays only excite me to snap harder into him, our breath quickening at a startling rate.
Perhaps I should slow down…
“Ezio…! Non fermati!
Leonardo can feel me near, I’m sure, for his cavern clamps harder around my cock, goating me on, coaxing my release.
“Leonardo…” I’m panting at this point, my thrusts jerky and uneven in strength as my body starts to lose all coordination. Yet this causes my prey to writhe beneath me, hips flushed against my crotch. His body ceases, his fine body hair rising from his skin as his lips part their widest in an orgasmic scream of abandon.
“I'm close...!”
The clutch around my member is too much as my prey let’s himself go over his torso and chest, a little bit missing his body all together and splashing upon one of the pieces of sketching paper. I follow behind him, unable to pull out to release elsewhere but inside him. The purr that follows from his throat is well worth it.
“Che bella sborrata…” he sighed breathlessly, feeling my cum block him completely. I smirk with pride; I will put money on Salai being unable to satisfy Leonardo like I can. I utter my thoughts unconsciously and Leonardo flinches within his pleasure-induced stupor.
“W-what…?”
I repeat myself. “Salai cannot take my place.”
“Ezio,” Leonardo sighs, relaxing within his ‘nest’ with an air of slight amusement, “Salai was never in your place.”
My eyes openly express my shock, which is quickly replaced with anger, my face hovering directly over Leonardo’s. “Lies. He has been in my place since the day you brought him under your roof.”
In response to my threatening demeanor, my prey licks my nose, chuckling with mirth. “Yes, he did try to come onto me many times before but… as I said… you arebello Diavolo mio. Yes, I admire his young body, but,” he strokes my armor plating up to my shoulders and across my whisker-laded jaws. “this body, I have watched grow up all over,” he whispers, sending an internal squeeze to my sheathed cock. “I want nothing more than your ‘seasoned’ best, Ezio. In return… you are only mine as well. Not a courtesean’s. Not Teodora’s. And not Rosa’s.”
I can’t deny his possession. I cannot refuse his territory over me.
“Diavolo mio, will always be yours.”
I will never doubt Leonardo’s wills again. Perhaps I've been too jealous of the young man to see just how attached Leonardo has grown to me. I smile and start to speak those magical words, “ti amo”, but only a raunchy hiss shoots through my teeth, Leonardo wiggling his hips against my, still hardened, arousal. My gaze snaps to his attention, quivering at the near satanic beauty overcoming Leonardo’s face. He’s ensnared me as he unconsciously did to Salai… and I love it.
“Now… take me again before sunrise… before the sun opens that infuriating child’s eyes.”
As you wish, carissimo demone...