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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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Man, I'll try to be more vigilant with spelling errors...I swear I can spell...sorta...kinda....? Next chapter is the last! Thank you and enjoy the smut!
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There was no pause or even a hint of humor in Lorezno’s voice, in fact his face lost that safe smile and replaced with one of absolute dominance. His eyes became stone then haughty almost as if ‘You are surprised this happened?’ when he looked at both Federico and Ezio’s glass like stares. It WAS a trap, it took a while to spring into action but it was indeed a trap...he lured them in with security and secret lust and only when they let their complete guard down did il Magnifico strike.
“Such looks are very unbecoming on truly beautiful faces...I prefer the more sensual ones from before.” Lorezno hummed completely unmoved.
“Signore, what are your TRUE motives?” Federico asked, this time with a little more strength in his tone...not that it worked but it was enough to have Lorenzo look at him with a eyebrow raise. It appeared the right question to ask the distinguished statesman.
“My true motives? I only want to bask in youth for a while longer, I believe I stated this earlier.”
“Then why Ezio?”
“Why not?” Lorenzo smirked and kept his eyes on Ezio to see a reaction be it fear or sadness, the boy had no visible change, just a focused stare. “I will not force you Ezio Auditore, I do not receive any joy in forcing myself on others...it is more...animalistic...do you not agree?”
“Si, signore...” Federico looked away, the words stung because it was true...Federico lost his vigor when Ezio stopped resisting and welcomed his entry but he was renewed once he heard his brother’s love for him. So the older Auditore COULDN’T be the animal Lorezno suggested however he thought, what if Ezio NEVER said those loving words about him? Would Lorezno’s word hold more weight?
Ezio looked at his brother as he bit on his lip to the point of bleeding and he touched his face, he held such a troubled stare but it was filled with warmth and understanding.
“Well, I am not please to be used again as a depository...however, if it pleases you signore, I will lend my body to your needs.” Lorenzo’s eyes closed for a brief second almost as if he was sinking in Ezio’s answer and dissecting it carefully. “What do you want me to do?”
“Lay with your legs spread...there is a name for this position, it is called ‘Spread Eagle.’..” And a wide grin weaved across Lorenzo’s face, the meaning was pretty oblivious and Ezio too had to smile although rather reluctantly. He sighed, reclined in the bed and stretched his legs open completely, Federico just stared down, soaking his brother’s obscene pose like he was parched. This didn’t help Ezio at all, he’s never been so exposed like this before and in a way this was worse then being chained at least chained it’s not HIS fault.
"Like...this? Signore...?" Laying like this completely of his own volition made Ezio REALLY felt like a cheap harlot.
“Would you be so kind as to spread your cheeks as well? I would like to see what I am working with..per favore..?” This time, Ezio hesitated, it was one thing to lay like this and another to pull his ass open wide for an inspection. God now he’s turning into a apple’s shade of red and Lorenzo LOVED it, even the way he said ‘Per favore’ just made this whole matter unbearable but Ezio complied rather slower then he intended. Federico didn’t look away, he actually peered in closer as if this was a study on anatomy and Lorenzo beamed widely, merda he just kept LOOKING!
“Signore...” Ezio gritted through his teeth as beads of sweat created a crown on his head before sliding down his face, this wasn’t a wonderful pose to maintain for long periods of time and his cock refused to stop throbbing, trickling white down his waist like it was a draining pipe. He just wanted to know the point, he saw no difference in his pucker to anyone else's as it was the one thing male and females shared with slight variances and it wasn’t the most DESIROUS area on the body too! Lorenzo tilts his head and nodded, he solved a problem internally and both Ezio and Federico couldn’t hope to understand, they just remained still until Lorenzo lifted his hand as a signal for Ezio to stop his erotic display.
“Bene, bene...you are still so small, however I believe I can stuff myself completely inside regardless. It will be quite painful, Federico, in my desk compartment there is a cream...bring it over if you could be so kind?” Lorenzo blurted with almost no rest and Federico did as instructed, there was a small jar of cream almost as if it was for make up instead and he placed it in Lorenzo’s hand, “Ah bene, now, if you could...I would like to play something of a patience game with you.”
“S-si signore...”
“You have two options, you can either stay here, seat yourself in my chair and only move from it at my command or leave this room and wait in the patio? Your choice.”
Federico felt that this was a non issue, the hell would he leave his brother alone with Lorezno with no idea on what would befall him alone. Of course Lorenzo wouldn’t harm Ezio either but as an older brother...this was a feeling he could not shake away.
“Bene, bene..I shall rest in your chair..” Federico moaned and Lorenzo nodded as he put on his pants and sat down in Lorezno’s cooled chair, he almost looked like a child left out of the fun and darted his eyes at his brother still laying spread open. “What should I do while seated here?”
“Simple my dear Auditore, watch as I have.” Federico would’ve bitten off his tongue from the rage in him, oh, so this was PAYBACK from last night! How’d he guess that Lorenzo REALLY wanted to have Ezio, if he wanted him badly he could’ve easily outbid him but he didn’t. These games Lorenzo was playing were exhausting, especially with Federico because all the burden was on him.
Lorenzo was pleased with Federico’s silence and now turned to Ezio who looked like he was about to fall asleep and he placed his hand on the boy’s thigh to alert him of his presence. “Ah, forgive me giovane Auditore...you appear to be slipping into slumber. Has waiting cooled your passion?”
“No, per niente nobile signore, this is a very comfortable bed...”
“I see...how very precious, you are like a child and yet this body if anything but. Allow me, this might be cold.” Lorenzo removed the lid off the small jar and gingerly gathered a healthy amount on his finger tip, it didn’t particularly had a smell but there was a scent that Ezio could pick up. “Can you guess the fragrance?”
“Some type of flower...rosas?”
“You have a keen nose...ignore the scent, this is made for the sole purpose of coating such places for easy entry. However, there will be an amount of pain you will have to endure...I am sure you are fully capable of handling it.”
“Si, I cannot however stand waiting...” Ezio sighed, he really couldn’t so there was no point in lying about it, Lorenzo raised an eyebrow and decided to not keep the young Auditore waiting. He placed his fingers along the fleshy pathway leading to Ezio’s entrance, “Merda!” Lorenzo wasn’t lying on the coldness and the feeling of it down there wasn’t pleasant either, it did begin to make his loins tingle and he wasn’t sure on how to feel about it. How could something this cold make him tingle? Warm? Yes but cold? Federico kept his eyes on his brother from the distance in the chair, he watched Ezio’s facial expressions changed from passive boredom to active interest, he began to bite on his left corner of his lip and shutter upon the entry of the fingers. Federico thought that Ezio was on fire the way his body reddened and the loud sigh released from him was unlike the sigh he heard last night.
This one was laced with mild suffering and amorous, it was heavy and almost guttural in nature and it sent bumps all over Federico’s skin. Ezio was the only person to have done this to him, he’s never had such a reaction to any other sexual sensation from anyone else. Lorenzo pumped his slick fingers completely into Ezio and then slipped in a third, it had a widening effect on him and Ezio was near manic...three fingers?! It was nearly his whole fucking hand and he knew he couldn’t have a forth in there, two was pushing it as is.
“Tell me..was does this feel like for you Ezio..?”
“A-aah...it...feels like merda...you are tearing me.”
“I see no blood, you are not injured..allow me to-” Lorenzo stopped and pulled his fingers out of Ezio and then observed the status, the entrance heaved and relaxed slightly as the cream slowly bubbled outward, “Do try to keep some inside. You will appreciate it later..” Lorezno rubbed the remainder of the cream on his cock to make it slick and ready.
“I...I will try...”
“Very well.” Medici moved his cock to the entrance and placed the tip just a bit inside. “I know you do not like waiting, so. “Darmi il benvenuto...”
While he was correct on that the cream made the entry of his cock much more easier, the pain shot through Ezio like a timed lightning strike, dear God Lorenzo was NOT a small man, that he knew. But feeling inside a place that wasn’t intended for such endowed objects wasn’t going to be easy AT ALL, it was almost as if the cock Lorenzo possessed when Ezio was sucking him wasn’t the same as the one currently burrowing inside. He didn’t stop midway in Ezio, he dove deep into the boy until he was completely at rest on the mysterious fleshy spot inside. Waves of painful pleasure filled him when that spot was touched like that, it was like he was going to melt inside out and Lorenzo jolted himself to press the spot further, he felt like he was hitting a bell and each ring was just Ezio moaning pitifully.
Federico watched his brother rock and grapple Lorenzo’s body, oh he was in heaven alright and with his legs and arms without constraints, just clung to Lorenzo like a twisting ivy along a tree. He wrapped his arms and legs into a vice around Lorenzo so now there was NO hope for the older gentleman to be free of him, not that he wanted to be, the desperate drown gasps filled his ears with desire and made him thrust harder and faster. The bed shook from the force of their love making and Lorenzo had NO qualms about the noise, he WANTED Ezio to holler as it only affirmed that he was giving the boy the fuck of his life.
That slow distill of jealousy reared in Federico’s heart, there was no denying that Ezio was completely swept away, even his cries for ‘more’ and ‘faster’ began to sound like babbling, still erotic though so he was thankful for that. He noticed Lorenzo smother Ezio’s face with hot wet kisses and licked his skin when he arched backwards in a orgasmic spasm, he clutched the bedsheets with all his strength as Lorenzo seated himself on the bed with Ezio square on his lap. Merda now the point of pressure couldn’t HELP but be on the flesh spot and when Lorenzo failed to move as Ezio intended, Ezio himself moved and MOVED rapidly.
It was unknown to Federico how Ezio would go about his love making, he did know that Ezio’s strengths seemed to be focused on his hips and waist region. One cannot thrust over and over, no, one must be able to dance, to move and twist, push and pull…careful attention and mad frenzy at KEY intervals. That was the art of love making, Federico knew his abilities well however watching Ezio now in control was a revelation.
Ezio didn’t just move, he danced on Lorenzo’s lap. He stirred his body and snaked his hips on point with each push up he pushed down, Lorenzo made efforts to shift his power to the left and Ezio moved right. It was hypnotic to watch his brother dominate so effortlessly and completely and all Lorenzo could do now was let the boy devour from the bottom, the slick wet sounds filled the room and their heavy petting floated into Federico’s ears.
He didn’t even realize that he was stroking himself until he felt his fingers slipping on his meat, he reached for Ezio’s wrinkled tunic and took hold of it as he’s kneaded his body to firmed steel. Federico was going to climax any moment and if he wasn’t going to come in his brother, he would at least shoot in SOMETHING of his.
“Aspetta Federico, vieni da me..” Lorenzo commanded snapping Federico from the fever induced state he was in, “NOW!” And Federico wobbled himself to the Lorenzo, moving wasn’t great right now and he stood right beside the bed with Ezio carefully descending into his own climax, “P-prepare yourself.”
“Prepare myself for what?!” Lorenzo grabbed Ezio’s face suddenly and slammed his mouth on his lips as he came deep within him and Ezio released, Federico was going to burst and Lorenzo turned the boy’s face toward his brother’s. Wait, he couldn’t…
“Coat him, Ora!” Federico gave Ezio one last look and prayed he covered his eyes then shot his load all over his face, when Federico saw how utterly spent his brother was with the triple orgasms of his being he squirted again. Ezio’s face was covered, his deep brown hair now decorated with long white trails and dollops that made their slow crawl pass his nose, mouth and the small scar he loved so much. Thankfully his eyes weren’t completely open but some of the seed did cover over them, he cursed from the burning and wiped his eyes weakly. “And that il mio amore..is why we wear masks.” And Ezio softly nodded and hung his head back utterly spent and exhausted..
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