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Chapter List
- 1-Part 1
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 6-Part 6
- 7-Part 7
- 8-Part 8
- 9-Part 9
- 10-Part 10
- 11-Part 11
- 12-Part 12
- 13-Part 13
- 14-Part 14
- 15-Part 15
- 16-Part 16
- 17-Part 17
- 18-Part 18
- 19-Part 19
- 20-Part 20
- 21-Part 21
- 22-Part 22
- 23-Part 23
- 24-Part 24
- 25-Part 25
- 26-Part 26
- 27-Part 27
- 28-Part 28
- 29-Part 29
- 30-Part 30
- 31-Part 31
- 32-Part 32
- 33-Part 33
- 34-Part 34
- 35-Part 35
- 36-Prt 36
- 37-Part 37
- 38-Part 38
- 39-Part 39
- 40-Part 40
- 41-Part 41
- 42-Part 42
- 43-Part 43
- 44-Part 44
- 45-Part 45
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Malik slid away from Altair and fixed his clothes, straightening his jacket and slacks with a flick of his wrist. ]

"Malik, it seems I was very interested in presenting you my art I'll show at the exhibition but I've already told you there was another reason to why I've invited the two of you. Now, the only question is what you want to see first. My work for the exhibition or how I actually make art, mh?", he pondered with a smile and slid his fingers into Ezio's hand who was standing next to his side, rising his hand to his mouth and kissing Ezio's wrist lovingly.

Altair followed the exchange of words, sitting back on his own chair but when Malik got up so did he. The back of his head was tingling as were the tips of his fingers, he was nervous though not in a bad way. He wished he knew what both men were talking about.

"Leonardo, you're our host tonight. It's for you to decide", Malik told him.

“Well then, let me save the best for last," Leonardo chuckled, pressing his palms together and nodding once. "Follow me, please, and let me present you an exclusive preview of my upcoming exhibition," he invited Altair and Malik to follow with a wide gesture, making his way up the stairs.

Once they reached the gallery Altair looked around, walking close to Malik's side and taking in the sights around him. Malik's previous semi-warning was ricocheting from one corner of his brain to another like a rubber ball. What did he mean by 'know your limits'? It made him anxious, but at the same time, pushed him into doing his best to put his trust in the man.

Altair saw that there were quite a few paintings but most of them were just rough drafts and there was even one sculpture but nothing which could give him enough of an impression what Leonardo's art actually was. They reached one of the covered paintings - at least Altair assumed it was a painting hidden underneath plain white fabric and he found himself standing closer to Malik. A shiver went up his spine when Malik's arm wrapped around his waist - he really was affectionate today, wasn't he? It made Altair incredible happy and he had to force himself to stop grinning like an idiot. He enjoyed Malik's attention way too much but at the same time he craved for it like nothing else.

"Et voilá", Leonardo smiled happily as he pulled the fabric away and Altair blinked while Malik let an impressed whistle loose.

"That's... that's Ezio", Altair gasped as his eyes roamed over the painting of a bound man.

"Of course he is", Leonardo smiled and pulled Ezio close to himself and stood behind him, his arms wrapping around the man's waist with his chin resting on Ezio's shoulder. "It's the first time you see it Pretty, isn't it? Do you like it?", he whispered into his ear and Ezio nodded while a smile played around his lips. "It's perfect", he told Leonardo with mild awe.

Altair took a small step closer, examining the picture with wide eyes and taking in all the details. The background looked far-away, a bit blurry, and the colors blending softly into each other- not something he would expect from a man with sadistic tendencies, he figured.

"Do you like it?" Malik pondered, watching the framed picture which featured Ezio bound in a complicated pattern of black ropes, looking at the viewer from behind messy fringes, his smooth hair cascading down his tense shoulders.

Altair nodded slowly, his eyes scanning all of the painting. "It looks... Hah, I'm not a big artist but... The attention to details and... The body looks so real..." he murmured, rubbing his own cheek. "It's beautiful," he swallowed, leaning back into Malik's hand around him.

"Well thank you very much Altair", Leonardo purred and had his head cocked to one side, looking straight at the younger man. "Though I might add it's rather... it's rather entertaining when it comes to paint such a body. It makes you want to focus on the details", he winked at Altair and chuckled softly, his arms closing tighter around Ezio's waist and he kissed his cheek.

Altair nodded and looked back at the painting, eyes once more roaming over it while Malik's thumb brushed over his waist. He could watch Malik from the corner of his eye and while he'd paid some attention to the painting so were his eyes now set on Altair. "Come on, the next one", Leonardo announced excited and pulled from Ezio's body and lead them to another one. "With this one I've tried a new technique... I think it came out quite well", the artist muttered and revealed the work underneath it.

Altair's brows were rising. This one was a simple black screen but there was a body painted on it in white colors only. There were also ropes going around it but it was the same black as the background. Altair tilted his head to one side. It looked quite breathtaking. There was no face as it was just a torso but Altair had no doubt it was Ezio as well. "I think I like this one even more", he muttered softly while Malik looked closer, rubbing his chin.

"Very impressive Leonardo", Malik muttered gently. "So I take it Ezio spent a lot of his time in Shibari?", he smirked and looked from Ezio to Leonardo.

"Shibari?", Altair pondered. He hadn't heard of it before.

Ezio smirked and lowered his head, grinning.

"Oh, do you want to explain it to the new boy?" Leonardo teased, crossing his arms on his chest and cocking his head just so. Ezio nodded once, smiling. "May I?"

“You may", Leonardo nodded and Altair realized once more that it wasn't his imagination for Leonardo to stand above Malik.

Ezio cleared his throat, smiling widely. "You see, Shibari is Japanese and stands for 'tight binding'... It's bondage to be exactly. Shibari is a Japanese style of bondage or BDSM which involves tying up the bottom using simple yet visually intricate patterns, usually with several pieces of thin rope", Ezio explained and Altair had never heard him speaking so much. His eyebrows rose with every word and he felt this tiny, warm ball settling in his lower abdomen, making his skin tingling all over.

"Shibari is based on fairly specific rope patterns, many of them derived from Hojojutsu ties. Of particular importance are the Ushiro Takatekote which was originally designed as a torture tie and codified as part of the Edo period torture techniques. Today though, it's used in SM play and can be considered a form of torture rope", Ezio kept going and now he was grinning. Altair though felt a little too warm to be comfortable especially since Malik had stepped tightly behind him, his hand stroking over his hips.

Altair licked his dry lips. "Uh... that- that sounds interesting."

"It's... very stimulating," Ezio smirked, looking back at Leonardo. "I love it," he shrugged, then returned to Leonardo's side, looking pleased.

Leonardo clapped his hands, laughing. "Bravo," he hummed, watching Ezio with fond eyes. "Couldn't have said it better myself, although... I would like you to give our guests a bit more of an insight of what Shibari is to you," he explained, his palm running up and down Ezio's wide back.

"Yes Ezio", Malik cleared his throat and embraced Altair from standing behind his back, pretty similar to how Leonardo had hugged Ezio earlier. "I think I'd like to hear that too", Malik added and Altair felt a little as if he'd just walked into a trap but his eyes were big and his breath came erratic. Yes, he'd really like to hear that.

"Very well then, it's my pleasure", Ezio nodded and bowed a little, a confident smile on his face before his eyes closed as he took a deep breath. "You know, at first it's the feeling of having the rope on your naked skin. How it moves across it, the rough or smooth texture - it really depends on what kind of rope is used...”, he shrugged with his shoulders. "I guess you have to experience it yourself and figure out what you like... when the rope gets tighter and tighter and you feel it all over your body, between your legs, across your chest, around your ankles. It feels like a second skin sometimes, it makes you feel secure. You can be naked when tied but you don't feel like it anymore once the rope is on your body..." Ezio sighed and Altair thought he could see how the man remembered the last time he was bound. "I like it the most when I'm suspended... when my feet don't touch the ground anymore... it makes you feel kind of weightless." Ezio blinked his eyes slowly open. "I can get off on it without having Leonardo touching me."

Malik nodded slowly. "Did you hear that, Boy? Doesn't this make you eager to try it out?" he smirked, slapping Altair's stomach lightly. "A... A bit... A lot," Altair murmured, looking at Leonardo's paintings. "Do you think it would look good on me, Sir?"

"What a silly question Boy. You'd look beautiful when bound," Malik smirked, slapping the hip now, grinning.

Leonardo watched the two quietly, rubbing his chin. "He's quite different when with Altair, wouldn't you agree so?" Leonardo murmured softly as Malik and Altair sloped into a private conversation about the newfound rope-play.

Ezio nodded once, turning to face Leonardo. "He lets his guard down," he noted, shifting his weight from one foot to another. "I think I like this one. He's still got a lot to learn but... I feel like he could become just what Malik needs," he turned back to Leonardo, smiling.

Altair gnawed on his lower lip and he leaned against Malik's chest. He- he had a really hard time to not show just how turned on he was at the very moment and Malik slapping him once more on the stomach only for his fingers to fumble with one button so he could slips them underneath his shirt didn't help at all. "I say you try it", Malik whispered into Altair's ear as he rubbed over his abdomen. "Leonardo's an expert when it comes to bondage. You know, he's the one I've learned it from and he's still teaching me. So, maybe he's going to show us something new on you and when you like it I might consider tying you like that again", he purred.

Altair took a shaky breath in and he trembled when Malik hit his stomach once more with his flat palm. It wasn't hard enough to hurt but it left his skin feeling warm and tingly. "I think I'd like to try it sir", Altair muttered softly.

Leonardo had placed his hand on Ezio's neck, scratching the man fondly there as they watched the exchange of quiet words. "You're right", Leonardo nodded. "He has a lot to learn but no doubt Malik's able to teach him, isn't he?", he smirked and Ezio smiled, nodding once more. “So Malik?”, Leonardo cleared his throat and he got the man's attention as he looked up at his friend. “Shall Ezio get some rope?”, he smirked.

"In a bit please. I'd like to finish seeing your masterpieces before we actually do that," Malik narrowed his eyes, slowly scratching Altair's stomach through his button-up shirt. "I am afraid we might not get to all of it if we get to the ropes right now," he chuckled, squeezing Altair's hip. "I know my boy well enough... His head won't be in the right place to watch the pictures."

Mhpf! It frustrated Altair to know Malik was actually right although he wouldn't admit to it - never.

"Really?" Leonardo chuckled softly and his head was tilted to one side. "I would think your boy is hardly able to focus on my paintings right now", he smirked. "He seems a bit eager, don't you think Malik? I'd say you have to work on his manners", Leonardo smiled and it amazed Altair how he was able to sound so friendly when talking about something like this, how he could sound so domestic when he was telling another man how to treat his boy. It actually got Altair new respect for Leonardo. He huffed a little - Malik, that bastard, hadn't stopped once scratching his stomach and it got him a little... distracted.

Malik though only chuckled. "Yes I know... but let me assure you, Altair and I are training every day for him to become better", he smirked and pulled away from his sub, his hand holding Altair's.

"Very well", Leonardo nodded in the end. "Let's go to the next one."

They went into motion and stopped in front of another drawing, Leonardo pulling the curtain away and this one, this one was really nice. Ezio's hair was longer, it almost reached his shoulders and in this painting it looked like as if Leonardo had worked some of the rope in his hair, braiding it so in the painting he had to hold up his head high since the rope was pulling it up. Altair's gaze was cascading up and down the man's figure, concentrating on the small curvatures and soft angles of his abdominal muscles. Leonardo managed to bring them out so well...

"Ah, I think this one you might remember, Malik. It is from that time you modeled," Leonardo chimed, leading them to the next picture.

Malik cleared his throat, smirking. "How could I forget - I spent so much time sitting on that armchair I could probably still find the pose I was in back there.”

"Wh- what?" Altair was confused and he looked at Malik who simply shook his head, smiling still. "Just go to the next one and you'll see", he told Altair.

"You know Malik, I really like this... I think it's one of my favorite", Leonardo explained as he pulled the white sheet away and Altair stopped breathing for a few seconds.

There he was, Malik, and wearing a three-piece-suit while sitting in a chair, one leg crossed over the other, looking with narrowed eyes at the viewer. There was a glass in his hand, of course there was and Altair's eyes roamed further over the screen. Malik wore gloves, leather gloves and in one hand he held a leash... no, not one leash, but three and they were all connected to three collars, worn by three men kneeling to his feet all of them gagged. One leaned his head like a dog on Malik's knee, the other one was standing on all fours, the third one was simply kneeling with his palms on his thighs and sitting on his heels. They were all naked expect for their collars. Altair licked over his lips and he couldn't help it but for a moment he felt jealous as he wanted to have Malik's attention like those three men had gotten from him.

"That's... that's really you", he muttered and felt warm all over.

"Ah... Yes, and those were three lovely men with exceptional love for leashes," Malik laughed, shaking his head and looking at the picture. "You said they were from your art school, weren't they?" he turned towards Leonardo.

"Ah... Two were, the one over here is Ezio's friend," Leonardo explained with a smile, pointing at the kneeling man. "Though he is studying art as well."

Altair swallowed, watching the drawing with fascination. He would love... love to have a leash on him like that.

Malik's focus went back to Altair and he saw his adam's apple bobbing up and down. "Well it seems you certainly like this", Malik smirked.

"So it seems...", Leonardo muttered, his eyes shinning with mischievous as Ezio leaned against him, Leonardo holding him by the waist.

"Uhm... yes", Altair nodded and his cheeks turned slightly red. He stepped a little closer to Malik, "I like those leashes sir", he whispered into the man's ear and quickly pulled back, his eyes returning to the painting. Malik chuckled once more.

"Would you want one on you like this as well?", Malik pondered in a quiet voice so the others couldn't hear.

Altair stared wordlessly at him and when he was about to say something, Leonardo interrupted him. "Malik, maybe we should have introduced him to Shibari the last time you've visited. Seems like Altair really likes it", Leonardo smiled at them.

"Indeed it seems so. A fine liking if you ask me, very good choice of interest," he smirked, squeezing Altair's thigh with something akin to pride shining in his eyes.

Leonardo nodded. "Well, I am assured we have enough time ahead of us, a lot of lessons to teach," he chuckled, leading them towards the next picture.

Altair jumped a little, Malik's constant touches slowly driving him out of skin. He tried to ignore them, to focus on the paintings instead as Leonardo truly was talented but yet - yet, they only made him think about Malik tying him up like this. "This one is the last of the big ones I'm going to present", Leonardo explained before he turned around to Malik. "You know, I'm actually thinking about booking two or three models - like living art. Or maybe I just present Pretty here as my masterpiece", the man chuckled and Malik smiled, his hand slipping into Altair's back pocket and cupping his behind.

"Living art, mh? I think something like that would fit very nicely. Let me know if you really want to do that. I still have the numbers of one or two men I know who're really into Shibari and public display", he explained. It made Altair wonder just what kind of life Malik had lead before meeting him. Maybe he would get the chance to ask Ezio later.

"The other ones aren't as interesting", Leonardo sighed. "Besides, I hope to have you at my exhibition, Malik. I don't want you to see all of it now so you're not going to be bored when you're there."

Malik shook his head. "I plan on taking Altair with me, I doubt I'll be bored", he grinned. He turned towards his boy and took his chin between his fingers, eyes roaming over Altair's face and it made his hair stand to end when Malik looked at him with those hungry eyes. It actually turned his knees weak...

"How could I not enjoy your exhibition when it seems my boy is about to come just by looking at your paintings, mh?" Well, Altair had to admit... he wondered if it was true what Ezio had told him. If it were possible for him to come as well just by being tied up? Maybe if Malik would whisper the right words into his ear...

Leonardo turned towards Malik, smiling softly as he brushed his fingertips down Ezio's back and over his backside. "Malik, my friend... could I have a word with you? Maybe outside in the roofgarden?", he pondered softly and let go of Ezio.

Malik looked up at him as he'd been kind of busy caressing Altair's stomach. "Well yes of course", and he leaned towards Altair, kissing his cheek. "I'll be back soon."

Leonardo gestured Malik to follow and was soon out of the studio, leaving Altair and Ezio to their own.

Ezio stretched slowly, the collar rising from under his shirt as he grinned at Altair. "Hey," he smirked, shoving his fingers into the loops of his pants.

"Hey.." Altair croaked back, looking quite... surprised. He was not used to hearing Ezio speak at least not so much and not so often – he'd met him as a rather quiet person. Altair felt Ezio's eyes heavy on him and he couldn't take his sight off the man's collar. Ezio sure knew what Altair was looking at and only grinned some more. "So this his all new for you, I take it?", he asked him after a while.

Ezio laughed. "Don't look so scared. I'm not going to eat you. Just curious about a few things. Mind if I ask you a few questions?"

Altair looked Ezio up and down. Under normal circumstances he would probably just smirk at him, maybe give him a flirty smile and tell him to just shoot his questions... but this weren't normal circumstances and he felt a bit out of place without having Malik close by. "Yeah sure", he said softly and shoved his hands into his pockets. "What do you want to know?"

"Well, what do you think of Malik?" Ezio pondered, smiling. "Every person has a different opinion regarding him, but that aside... He seems fond of you, what do you think of him?"

"He's... difficult", Altair said slowly and rubbed his chin, thinking back about all those times he'd met with Malik in the beginning and how he hadn't understand anything only to realize weeks later what it was Malik had tried to tell him. He smiled a little and looked down on his feet. "I think he tries too hard sometimes to hide what he's thinking and feeling. I know he's a warmhearted and considerate man - he's proven so in the past. He's like a puzzle to me sometimes and it seems every day I discover an new piece and... I can't wait for one day to see the whole picture", he muttered eventually and his cheeks felt warm. "He's a special man isn't he? Not somebody you meet everyday", Altair hummed and now he felt silly for saying all these things while Ezio just stood there and grinned at him as if he knew something Altair didn't.

"He's been through quite a bit, that's all I can say. It is true though. He is very warmhearted, and underneath all his self control, things do slip past his walls and hit target," Ezio looked up at the exposed picture with Malik and the gagged men. "Your comments might affect him more than you think they will."

Altair pressed his lips tightly together, his jaw twitching and moving as he gritted his teeth. He followed Ezio's gaze and shuddered as he caught sight of those leashes. "He's... I think sometimes he's forbidding himself too much", he muttered eventually. "I don't know what he's been through - he has hardly told me about his past so far but I don't have to know or understand the details to know Malik deserves more than... this", he gestured towards the painting and he hoped Ezio would understand how he meant it. Malik deserved someone to look behind the mask, to look behind the picture of his personality.

Ezio watched the drawing for a long while. "If by this you mean having nothing beyond sex then yes. Yes you are more than right," he smiled at Altair. "You're a good person. I like you."

"Well, thank you," Altair offered a small chuckle back, feeling sheepish. "Could you maybe... Tell me a bit more about Malik?" he asked next, licking his own lips hopefully.

Ezio shook his head. "No. I am afraid I can't. You will have to find the rest for yourself. You've got him figured right so far. I doubt it will be impossible for you to get to know him inside out. Malik is being very open with you."

"Oh... I see." Altair looked lost for a short moment. Ezio was probably right - Altair himself wouldn't like it if Malik were about to ask Maria something about him. He doubted Malik would like it if Ezio were about to tell Altair something. Besides, Altair could imagine just too well that it would get Ezio intro trouble and he certainly didn't want that. "I'm sorry for asking", he told him eventual. "I think I have to be patient with him", he sighed and looked up the ceiling, rubbing his neck. "He hasn't shown me much about himself and yet... sometimes it feels like as if he'd shown me the whole world", he smiled helplessly and only looked up when he heard the door to the roofgarden opening and closing again, looking at the general direction of the sound, waiting for the men to return.

Malik was a complex person, yes, and he was not an easy one to handle but... He made Altair feel incredibly comfortable and safe. Was the prize not worth the effort?
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