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Debauchery	By : Jenovasilver Category: +A through F > Assassin's Creed Views: 3999 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Micheletto didn’t move an inch, one part fear and the other complete erection, it wasn’t hard to see WHY Ezio was so popular with men and women, the allure of the shrouded Assassins was enough for people and staring a man like Auditore down or worse…having HIM stare you down. You either came or ran screaming into the night…both if you were lucky enough.
Ezio didn’t have to react, normally he would, okay this wasn’t a particularly normal circumstance but he was just enjoying the current circumstance REGARDLESS. Two birds with one stone, wait, was he going to kill Micheletto too? Well sure that would be rather convenient all around, Micheletto was Cesare’s right hand so stabbing in the throat would be ideal. But then that would mean his primary objective-fucking Cesare-would have to cease to-fucking Assassin business- and well, Ezio couldn’t be arse to do that right now.
Neither move until Cesare squeaked from the silence.
And an idea formed.
Without warning Ezio stuck his teeth into Cesare’s neck, why? No reason outside of making Micheletto move ever so closer and Cesare screamed, Mi Dio what was this Assassin dog planning? The fingers that were removed and just cleaned by him returned to his fleshy insides and Cesare gasped, he rocked his hips while he was on his knees with Ezio’s fingers wiggling inside. In truth Ezio REALLY didn’t have to do anything, Cesare was HELLBENT on getting those fingers deeper inside to his prostate and he pushed his waist up and down on Ezio’s hand.
“M-Merda…you are a whore to this..” Ezio strained, Cesare wasn’t some light little maiden so all his weight crashing on his fingers while pleasant to Cesare was kinda hurting Ezio now. Okay, this was a double edged sword here, the most important thing was not to lose control of the situation. Ezio yanked Cesare’s head back and sent them both tumbling to the dirt, which was a pretty good idea because now Ezio didn’t have to hold the bitch up on his palm.
“Dio, D-Dio!” Cesare shouted, he came again and lost count how many times he did, “P-please…I…can’t take anymore.”
“Why? Your seed is tainted….my goal is simply to drain every drop out of you so there is no chance in you creating anymore Borgia.” Ezio’s voice felt sharp and sure, Cesare tongue felt swollen and couldn’t respond fast enough…the white spots were still flashing in his eyes. The Assassin pulled him up by the neck and jettisoned the hidden blade so quickly that it actually nicked Cesare in the process, “I want to make you come until you drown il mio amore.” And Ezio’s eyes darted straight at Micheletto who was standing about 4 ft from them now, the shape of his cock through his garment hid nothing.
“Y-you bastardo...I will-” Micheletto went still when he saw Ezio’s blade rest right behind Cesare’s ear, the cold steel caused his body to shake.
“Prepare me cagna. And present your ass to the world.” Ezio sat back and Cesare didn’t offer any type of rebuttal, in fact he dove on Ezio’s cock so swiftly that Ezio wondered why the hell didn’t he do this sooner? Micheletto was struck dumb at the sight of his master, his soaked ass in the air, his knees in the dirt...his mouth...
His MOUTH.
God, the mouth, Cesare wasn’t the best at oral but looking at how he devoured the Assassin’s rod without any hesitation made him burst from his pants, Cesare pulled back on the foreskin and dragged his lips along the smooth form...tasting the remnants of his first entry in Cesare and the sweat of their play. Salty bubbling started leaking from the head and Cesare wouldn’t allow it the trip to continue, he wrapped his lips on the head and sucked on the hole. Merda, Ezio wasn’t trying to hold back or shoot but Cesare heated mouth was a trap, he was a proficient cocksucker of the highest degree.
Micheletto fumbled on his pants string, confounded it’s lacings, he NEVER got a suck like that from Cesare, hell, he was the one doing most of the sucking but looking at Cesare take all of the length past the point of gagging was doing a number of Micheletto’s cock. What made it twitch from hunger was also the fact that Ezio not ONCE took his eyes off Micheletto, he kept those golden eyes that shone from the hood of his robes like small suns on him at all time. Even the hidden blade was in complete control as Ezio smiled when he traced the cool metal softly through Cesare’s black hair slowly matting from cum and sweat.
“How much practice did you get with your padre Cesare?” Ezio tilted his his as his balls were churning their first load, “Did he congratulate you for such skill?” Cesare couldn’t speak with his mouth full and soon his throat took the brunt of it when Ezio pushed his head down. If he was going to come, that mouth of his was going to bare it all, he groaned as he spurted his load inside and Cesare panicked. The load was thick, bitter and salty and it coated his throat pass capacity, mercifully Ezio eased his grip and Cesare pulled off the gushing cock. His eyes were blank, losing all trace of even rebellion which was just fine for Ezio, “Swallow...I am the last of my line, it is precious.” Saying that didn’t sit too well with Ezio but he was getting beyond witty quips now.
Cesare gulped the load down and if he was having trouble, Ezio’s blade on his jumping adam’s apple helped move things along. He pulled back Cesare’s hair again making him gurgle a scream and rammed his tongue down the brat’s throat, Cesare was choking on seed and Ezio’s tongue. He almost blacked out when Ezio pulled off him and licked his lips off his own load.
“M-m..m-my..papa..” Cesare babbled, the seed trickling down his lips in a white trail and Ezio placed his blade against his chest.
“Cesare...would you like to be saved?”
“N-n...y-es...no...”
“Make up your mind, saved or damned..?”
“FUCK!” That was the only intelligible thing he could mustered and Ezio spun him around, Cesare almost suffered backlash from the speed and blurly saw a shape, “M-Micheletto..?”
“Maestro.” Micheletto whispered hollowly, his pants long gone, his cock drooling towards the floor, hell he didn’t even try to hide this...not that Cesare could say anything in retort..but he snapped out of his sex trance.
“Fottuto idiota! Help me!” Cesare lost his voice when the hidden blade tapped against his neck, “K-kill him!”
“Si, kill me...or..” Ezio pulled Cesare up so they were both standing, “Join in.”
“What?!”
“What!? You Si Auditore sporco!!” Ezio pulled Cesare’s head back nearly making him fall on him and he pressed his body completely so that he could feel the object of his desire. “Y-you cannot allow this Assassin!”
Ezio just slipped his cock right inside Cesare, instantly the defiance was erased and a whimpering boy was back in its proper place, Cesare’s body went rigidly limp all at once and was only left dangling in the air by the grace of Auditore who just kept his hand on Cesare’s forearm. But this left an IDEAL angle for exploration and since the hidden blade was at Cesare’s neck, NO RESISTANCE! He methodically pumped into the boy as Micheletto looked on and inched closer, closer, closer....
Until his thick ready cock was just a hair’s breath from Cesare’s lips.
“Maestro...I...” Micheletto struggled to find the words, Ezio didn’t stop pumping..he actually pushed Cesare’s face right into Micheletto’s waist and his lips met the curly hairs of his loyal friend’s loins. The musty sweaty scent took hold of Cesare, his eyes blanketed over with lust.
He gripped the sides of Micheletto’s waist and slid his cock into his mouth.
A perfect resistance to the pushing and a wonderful motion for the sucking.
The boy was talented, what else could Ezio say?
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