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Justifying the Means	By : Jenovasilver Category: +A through F > Assassin's Creed Views: 3112 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The blood in his veins ran cold, he could’ve died right then and there and would’ve been fine with it...anything then the look of absolute disgust that Ezio was giving him. Federico pulled his lips off him and sat up straight, Oh God that look as Ezio was trying to piece the scene playing out and wiped his lips like the kiss was poison. Ezio’s eyes narrowed to small gold slits and looked around him, he had no idea where he was or why his brother was kissing him...even more why his brother’s hands were dangerously close to his loins?
“Talk fratello...what is going on?” Ezio commanded and Federico shook, he wanted to crawl in a hole and die, “Where are we? And why did you kiss and touch me?”
“I...it was a prank...nothing more.” Federico told a bold face lie and Ezio did NOT see the humor, when he was angry, Ezio could be frightening and Federico had no defense against that stare. A stare that Ezio and his father shared, which made it all the more worse, “Y-you do not believe me?”
“I have never seen such a prank by you...a kiss? Maybe, but a touch? That is much even for your humor.”
“A slip of the hand...you do have such a womanly face afterall.” Federico tossed in and Ezio shoved his shoulder gently.
“Vaffanculo!” Ezio smiled and ran his fingers through his long brown hair, it was messy and considered cutting it one day but Federico always refused to let him. It seemed that the lie worked and Ezio yawned and rubbed his eyes of sleep, “It doesn’t explain where we are..”
“If you must know giovane, you are in my home...” Both Federico and Ezio glanced up at Lorenzo as his servants poured inside with small trays of tea and fruit, Ezio blanched at Lorenzo’s expression and tried to make himself more presentable which made Medici laugh. “Do not bother young Auditore...this is a bedroom, be at ease.”
“I wish that I could however signore...me BEING in this bedroom is puzzling. I do not recall ever coming here and I do not drink myself into such a state that I would forget something like this.” Ezio responded and shook his head, it was too early and he felt he had a hangover, then it came to him, “Fucking Pazzi...that had to be it.”
“What happened Ezio?” Federico asked and Lorenzo too wondered what the boy would say, he sent the servants away and seated himself at his desk for the story.
“Vieri wanted to make peace, it started with a girl. One of many...”
“Why does that not surprise me fratello?” Federico's eyes rolled.
“Ah but she was special!”
“How so?”
“She was with Vieri in the mornings but I always had her the nights before.” Ezio smiled evilly, Lorezno couldn’t hold back his laughter and Federico shook his head...it was no secret that Ezio has matured to a stunning young man and has claimed many a virgin with his pursuits. Federico first envied his brother for he was far more lovely than he but then that envy became lust and now, here he was. “I did the culo a favour, she was not a very good hostess to the male needs before, so I made her better.”
“That pride of yours Ezio...it will lead you to a troubled life and a broken heart.” Lorenzo preached to him and Ezio sulked, he’s heard that all before from his mother, father and now Medici, of course Ezio knew how important it was for a woman to maintain their modesty before she was wedded. And it wasn’t like he FORCED himself on them. Certainly, he wouldn’t want Claudia to ever be treated in such a manner but that was different, she’s his sister and he would NEVER allow such a thing to befall Claudia! Heaven help the man that hurt her.
“So Pazzi managed to get you with a clever ruse?”
“Well...he SEEMED defeated so I went along with it. We made a vow of peace in front of the clergy.”
“A man in diguise perhaps?”
“So it would seem...the next thing I recall was being hit and waking up in a dark room bound and my face hidden behind a mask.” Ezio whispered and scratched his face, there was slight fuzz there growing and it was irrating, “Such a horrible night and such a strange place...men and youths, wearing masks and so much fucking. I believe I was made to participate and I certainly was not in the mood.”
“Y-you were not in the mood for fucking?” Federico laughed nervously, trying to keep his cover as best as he could and Ezio looked at him with a pout, damn him, that face. “What happened to you Ezio?”
“I...do not wish to remember it, I wished it was a dream...but my body aches with the memory.” And Federico frowned which Ezio caught, “Hmm? Why are you disappointed? Surely you do not want to know this story fratello.”
“I believe it is best to be honest with your brother Ezio, no matter how it might pain you...perhaps, you can reach a mutual understanding and work through the suffering on your soul?” Lorezno smiled and Federico stared longingly at him, how much did Medici know? He seems so wise...what wasn’t he not telling? Ezio looked at him too and the softest red appeared on his face, he bit down on his lip and licked his scar gently.
“I-I was...taken...by a masked man.”
Taken....
Such a word had so much unforgiving weight when Federico heard it pass his brother’s lips. It was no less a truth last night than it was in the daylight. Federico DID take his brother but surely he had to remember Ezio WILLINGLY consented to the taking, even though he really had no say on the matter. Just the illusion of choice...
“Was...I mean to say..such an injustice on your body Ezio!” Federico freigned anger, he had to make this look as sincere as possible, “We will find those that were responsible for this cruel act and make them pay! I will inform father of what-”
“NO! Do not go...I...father should never know. No one should, save those in this very room.”
“B-but Ezio...?”
“It is fine caro fratello, I...was not harmed in the act, if anything, it was very good, I was blessed that the man was skilled.” Ezio smiled and leaned back on the pillow, Lorenzo nodded and sipped his tea plantively almost as if he knew that was what would be coming from the boy’s mouth. Federico on the otherhand had to smother the crowing in his heart, oh Ezio, his most precious brother...how he could soothe his older foolish brother’s stained soul with a compliment. It was a shame that he could never know how much he flattered Federico in this moment.
“So...you...enjoyed it then?”
“I did not enjoy being held but, all in all...it is an experience that I wish not to have repeated unless I wanted it.” Ezio shrugged and sighed, “And no masks...” It gave Federico hope, truly he was lost. He reached his hand to grab Ezio’s and kissed it gently. “Federico?”
“I-I am just thrilled that you are well and that you were...honest with me.”
“Of course, I will hold no secrets from you if I can. I love you.”
God what a cruelly pure weapon love was? Federico could actually hear his heart shattering inside him and thought it was loud enough to echo in the room. Lorenzo had enough of this play before him, opened his desk drawer and tossed a mask onto the bed.
It was the Zeus mask.
Both Auditore brothers looked directly at him, the shock painting their young faces white.
“Now what to do la mia cara piccola Auditores..?”

“YOU!” Ezio proclaimed and Federico held his tongue, the surprise caught in his throat and he almost jumped up with his brother in the shock. Thankfully he kept calmed and observed the predictament that they were currently in, “Why?! You were there!”
“That I was young Ezio, it is a place I frequent many a night and I was just as surprised to see you in such a state.”
“You also punched me...hard.”
“That I also did, as you were quite uncontrollable and caused a commotion...something had to be done.” Lorenzo gleamed, he didn’t waver from Ezio’s clearly enraged glare, “But there was trully more to it then silence. Your behaviour certainly could have alerted more unwanted attention if you managed to escape or worse...revealled yourself. Imagine what would have happened if Federico found you in such a state?” And Ezio blanched, Federico’s tongue was a lead brick in his mouth which only made Lorenzo smile more...just what was he up to? What sort of game was this? “You have to start thinking about your family and their name Ezio as both of those were in grave jeopardy last night.”
Ezio began to fidget, he wasn’t happy to be blamed for the event that unfolded in the pleasure den and he CERTAINLY wouldn’t have wanted any harm to come to his love ones. He felt this scolding was unjustified and Federico noticed his little pout, a simple droop of Ezio’s full lips was all the more enticing for him to kiss until the pouting stopped.
“Perdonami nobile signore, I shall try to be more obdient the next time I am abducted.” Ezio said in a sarcastic huff.
“That would be preferable..some degree of civility would be welcomed.” Lorenzo threw back which only made Ezio sulk, Federico couldn’t help but pity his little brother and finally coughed to signal his call for attention. “Yes, Federico?”
“Nobile signore, since you were in attendence...did you ALWAYS know that Ezio was going to be in the show and what transpired afterwards?”
“I only know of a ‘special delight’ that was offered, when I heard the young Auditore’s discontent of being dragged into the ring...that was when I knew it was Ezio. Which is why I tried to buy you my dear boy. It was a shame I did NOT succeed in that task.” His response aimed directly at Federico as he looked away.
“*sigh* It is fine, fine...truly if you had brought me, you would be in the precarious postition of having to sate the rest of the Figli di puttana!” Ezio reasoned in trying to keep his hair in a managable form, he had no ribbon to keep it still so even when he ran his fingers though, the strands kept falling pass his eyes. “I just want to forget about this whole affare and make Pazzi pay for my troubles.”
“I certainly do not want to interfere with that goal...however, I am now privy to such sordid knowledge about Giovanni’s second eldest son. Now what to DO with such knowledge is the proper question?” Lorenzo faced this desk and didn't look at the boys.
“Signore Medici!” Both Federico and Ezio shouted, merda, this was a problem now for BOTH of them.
“Please...signore, our father...he is your friend, surely you...I mean.” Federico scrambled to find the appropiate words because in honest, this had spiralled beyond anything he could imagine. It was bad enough that he ventured to such illicit places in the first place, to have sex with his brother which was not only incest but sodomy but now one of the most powerful men in all Florence was conversant to the most salacious of this whole affair. He had ALL the cards now...and it wouldn’t matter if Federico somehow spread the word that Medici was ALSO in collusion from his attendance to the den, he had far more power and influence then the Auditore. It was very easy for the masses to believe Medici was innocent and a victim of slander then it would be for the Auditore. Rock meets hard place. “What has happened, surely...your friendship and our father’s loyalty would merit more importance yes?”
“Perhaps and perhaps not...it all depends on what happens in this room, in this moment. The choices as it were...” Lorenzo turned so he was completely facing both the boys, he looked at Federico's swealtering and shaking form and Ezio’s steaming face. “Such is the will of the political set.” Ezio moved himself off the bed and walked over to Lorenzo, Federico thought that he was going to hit the man making the situation far more worse, instead he stood before him. His body straight as an arrow and concealing no fear, not noticing the sunlight soaking his tunic as the glow highlighted the fine contours and made the shape of his body shine through. Lorenzo basked in it so did Federico, the only one who was oblivious to this was Ezio, “Sì? Giovane Auditore?”
“What is it that you really want signore?”
“What else does a man of my age want in the presence of such vibrant youth?”
“Is that all?”
“It is all I wanted since the past night Ezio.” Lorenzo reached his hand up but not to touch Ezio, just to poke through the sunlight and have it bounced off his hand, “To bask in such radience, just one more time in my life. You think me cruel? Perhaps I am, so humor me.”
“You promise to carry this secret to your grave?” Ezio whispered and moved closer to Lorenzo so now the free hand was close enough to touch the youth’s body.
“Beyond it if possible.”
“Bene.” Ezio declared and removed the tunic off his body but he kept it mockingly on his waist...just low enough to see the ridges of his rump but nothing else, there was no fear in his voice and no hesitation.
“E-Ezio!? Wait...I...you cannot!?”
“What is the matter fratello?” Ezio asked and looked over his shoulder with the very glow of the sunlight that made him appear ethereal. “Let us humor this vecchio signore and go home..” Lorenzo hasn’t stopped smiling since this all began and tickled his fingers along the smooth curves of Ezio’s face and moved down the center of his chest to his navel and lower.
Federico held his place, unsure of whether he should join into this debachery despite Ezio’s complete willingness to the act, he had already committed far too many sins...he’s crossed a thin wavering line between fratello and man. Federico’s tasted the forbidden fruit once already, could he do it again? Could he really sink any further down then he already was?
He watched Ezio straddle Lorenzo’s hips, the dishelved tunic trying to stay in place.
No...you have your sin, you are carrying it now.
He watched Ezio press his lips upon Lorenzo’s, his hands moving the expensive cloths and jewelry off the distingished signore.
This is his sin, you have sacrificed enough on his behalf.
He watched as Ezio’s body was being massaged by Lorenzo’s matured hands, how his fingers reached like snakes underneath the tunic then around his brother’s back and pressed against the small cleft of his spine then moved lower until he slipped in between his rear. It was greeted with a tiny moan.
That sound...that moan, the one that rung in Federico’s ear since last night like a clarion call. That moan that refused to leave him...the tenderest of cries that immediately sent heat from his head to his loins like a lightning bolt. Oh the men he would slay just to keep that luscious sound all to himself...
That sound broke all reason, damn his soul...it was in the devil’s clutches already.
Federico didn’t have to will himself over to Ezio and Lorenzo, his body long since made the decision for him and it was just waiting for his heart and soul to complete the journey.
He placed himself behind his brother and gingerly weaved his hands around his chest, it surprised Ezio, mostly because he was caught off gaurd by Lorenzo’s calculated touches and now he was being pressed against the nobleman and his brother.
“F-fratello?” Ezio whispered then Federico’s slid his hands upward to search through the mess that was his hair making him shiver, “A..ahhh...w-wait..”
“I cannot comply, I will not comply...forgive me my dearest. For my love for you cannot be sustained being just a brother to you. I am damned and I do not care anymore.” Federico pulled his brother’s lips toward him and planted his mouth down, he was right, he did not care anymore and that made Federico feel so free.

He tore away Ezio’s tunic.
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