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Three Things I Love About You.	By : Jenovasilver Category: +A through F > Assassin's Creed Views: 3220 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hello! So originally I was planning on making this a oneshot...I tried to anyway but it's a short one probably the length of Debauchery...I dunno..but it's freaking cute so I hope you like it! Enjoy and thanks for reading, reviews, rates and crits!
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It happened, several times in fact that Ezio was quite careless with his weapons...even though he was older then the first time Leonardo met him, Auditore ALWAYS found a way to destroy what he so lovingly crafted. He lacked the sufficient number of hands that he could use to count on what Ezio cracked, snapped, burned, exploded...clearly the boy had NO LOVE for the workmanship and care Leonardo put into the weapons of war he made. And to make matters worse whenever Leonardo felt like berating Ezio for his recklessness which happened more then once. Ezio would turn it on.
That smile.
Truly there was no WEAPON that Leonardo could craft against that smile, made all the more powerful in combination of Ezio UNFAIRLY sensual in everything he does. There wasn’t a name for it that Leonardo could use to describe it, mischievous? Seductive? Devastatingly Charming? God had cruelly combined all the perfect lustful qualities into one young man and Leonardo was helpless against it. Ezio wasn’t beautiful, that was for young nubile boys with no tragedy in their lives, no, Ezio was ENCHANTINGLY gorgeous..not unattainable but nearly unapproachable.
NO! This boy was careless with his tools! No! Each destruction was an affront to Leonardo’s devotion and dedication to his craft! This could not STAND! Ezio was still his junior and so Leonardo swallowed his courage and prepared himself to give him a stern talking to! Not this time he said to himself, he wouldn’t be swayed by those charms, that voice dripping with sex, those golden brown eyes, the full curves of those lips and the way the scar seemed to be a target for kisses..
His tan skin, his strong firm jaw....the bridge of his nose...eyebrows.
Damnit Leonardo was slipping! He had to figure a way to combat that living embodiment of sex and decided to NOT look at Ezio, to look at ANYTHING and EVERYTHING but NOT him. That’s it! It was perfect, after all, he was a busy man and God knows he had his fair share of commissions to complete. Yes! This will work!
Leonardo felt that he was ready, it wasn’t much of a plan but he felt that if he can just keep his eyes off Ezio he could win any argument and he wasn’t silly in his thinking, NO ONE was immune to Ezio if he laid on the charm...even Michelvelli was rendered helpless under 5 minutes against the Auditore smile.
KNOCK KNOCK
He’s here and Leonardo was ready. He wasn’t going to be defeated here!!
“Oh! Si prega di entrare!” Leonardo shouted from his canvas, this was the perfect way to avoid the boy...even though not a thing was on it. The door creaked open and the footsteps echoed on his floor, he didn’t need to look to know it was Ezio...he could SMELL him.
That smell.
FUCK his smell, Damnit! Leonardo forgot that! The smell of blood, leather, horses, sea water, sweat..gunpowder and metal, the smell of youth. It was a pungent aroma of natural male musk and the heat of battle and Leonardo could NOT withstand it, if it was anyone else he would’ve been repelled…it wasn’t foul to a degree but for some reason when Ezio was covered in it all the blood rushed from Leo’s head to his dick with no hesitation. He held a pencil to sketch out a flimsy sketch to make it looked like he was working on a masterpiece but with all his focus crumbling to his most base need….the battle was over before Leo could have a say.
The boy was a walking breathing aphrodisiac to the genius, within seconds, logic and reason failed him and Ezio hasn’t said a single word.
“Ciao il mio buon amico!” Ezio breathed with forced enthusiasm, he was visibly exhausted and exhaled a mighty breath before coughing and walking in to the studio trying to avoid knocking over all the models and scrolls of artwork cluttering the space. “Messy...”
“A-ahh..this is organized chaos, you would not understand!” Leonardo stumbled through, GOD the smell was thick, Ezio wasn’t even inches from him and he moved the pencil on the canvas trying to keep up the act, “Eventually I SHALL clean..just not today!”
“You said that the last time we met...3 days ago.”
“Has it been 3 days?”
“Dear Leonardo, do you not keep track of the days in here? I hope I am not working you too hard my amico.” Ezio chuckled softly and the pencil scratched across the canvas. Fuck Leonardo was losing it, his cock throbbed between his thighs..it was SHEER will that he was even standing now. “Hmm?”
“Oh! No-nothing Ezio...heh, heh...you have come to me for one reason yes? Wait..well, several, a Codex or a weapon?”
“Neither.” Leonardo almost broke and turned, half his face spun on his axis to face the boy who managed to walk just a bit close to the genius. He was poking the model plane innocently and Leonardo twitched, it was common for Ezio to poke things...he had a budding curiosity but lacked the patience necessary to continue further in those pursuits but that was his nature. A moment, a flash...that was the brilliance of Ezio.
Throbbing...increasing..slow...trickle of precum...rising..
Be strong Leonardo, if Ezio wasn’t here for weapons nor Codex...then WHAT was he here for?!
“Mi scusi? T-then...what is it then?”
“Nothing it appears...just to visit.”
FUCK!! NO! WHY?!! Leonardo gritted his teeth, this SHOULD be annoying to him but it wasn’t, ‘Just to visit’ implied that Ezio was sweet enough to think about him without wanting anything in return. It was a courteous gesture, the one a friend would do to another friend, this should be a good thing right? It meant that Ezio hasn’t destroyed any weapons nor found new Codex pages...this was good. Good...no! Didn’t Leonardo want to berate the boy for his carelessness?! How can he do that now if he hasn’t DESTROYED anything yet?!
The internal war inside Leonardo was killing him along with his hard on, the smell got closer to his nose and now he could TASTE it on his tongue.
No! You are the eldest! Gain control Leonardo!
He was so lost in the conflict...that he didn’t notice Ezio was peering....over his shoulder...that the scribble.
His brain shut down. Sensory overload, mission failed.
“E-Ezio..?”
“What are you trying to create? Is that...a cock?” Leonardo didn’t even REALIZE what he was drawing, not until Ezio pointed it out innocently that he in fact...drew a penis on the canvas, fully erect and unfortunately the long scratch line looked like the penis ejaculated. “Truly, you are a man of humor. Have I distracted you?” Leonardo looked at Ezio, why not, it was over...there was no point in fighting it anymore.
“Y-you...are...just..”
“Hmm? Just what?”
“Smell. You smell.” The words had life of their own and flew out of Leonardo’s mouth like small birds, Ezio leaned back and sniffed himself, yeah, he did smell...wasn’t his fault, he’s been fighting Templar and Borgia for the latter half of a week. He barely had time to sleep much less bathe, that’s when he did it...the nail in Leonardo’s coffin, it was a combination of three things and Ezio used it.
That pout.
More potent than the smile and smell...it was the pout, in the face of SO MANY obstacles in Leonardo’s self proclaimed battle of dominance against Auditore, the pout was the ‘Greek Fire’ in Ezio’s arsenal, the uncanny combination of adorable petulance and carnal innocence, he wrinkled his nose, bit the inner flesh under his bottom lip and cast his eyes away from the target. There was hope there! At least he wasn’t staring at you but that just made everything worse because then he brought those honey orbs RIGHT BACK AT YOU. Ezio didn’t know it, hell, even if he did, Leonardo doubt Ezio truly comprehended the POWER of that pout.
Through all the killing, the backstabbing, the tragedy...Ezio was still a young man of his late 20’s, still somewhat a child in some respects to many of his allies, he was still learning to be an Assassin and already he was a greater one then his father. However Ezio didn’t BELIEVE himself to be a child anymore, he thought he was pass that at 17 much less 12.
However to those that knew Auditore, they can contest that he maintained several of his boyish qualities and one of them was the pout...
Leonardo came, he shot his load so hard and fast that he hoped the barely audible spurting he did NOT reach Ezio’s ears because it sure as hell rang like a church bell’s chime in his. Before Ezio had a chance to respond to the small sound, Leo covered his crotch and froze, he knew of no other action to perform now and Ezio was more perplexed then ever.
“Forgive me, perhaps I should have stopped at home and cleaned myself before coming here.” Ezio nervously smiled, nervous? Ashamed? Ezio? No, no, he smiled softly and moved back from his friend, “I’ll leave you to your devices.” Did Leonardo offend him? OF course he did, who would want to be told they smell? He wouldn’t have enjoyed it, no, this...
FUCK FUCK FUCK!
Leonardo stretched out and grabbed Ezio’s shoulder, every ounce of strength in his body compelled him to stop Auditore from leaving his side.
“W-wait...hahaha, do not be in such a rush..you are tired...allow me.” Leonardo smiled and pats Ezio on his shoulder, “L-let me draw you a bath, a fresh bath, a hot meal...these are the simple pleasures in life si?”
“Are you sure..I don’t want to distract you.”
It’s a bit too late for that, Leonardo long since stopped trying to do any ACTUAL work. But he DID have a plan....to get Ezio out of those robes.
Everything else he would have to wing it.

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