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[secondchances]

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[assassino]

"What do you need to try?" he asks, amused, but he leans into her touch a little. "Just enjoy yourself."

[secondchances]

"I'm not worried about me enjoying myself, don't worry," she laughs. "I just want you to, too. Liiiiike, for example, what if you--don'tlikesleepingwithme."

The flush just deepens.

[assassino]

"Every man on this earth should beg for the chance to sleep with you," he informs her, running a finger down her belly, settling on her belt, which he unbuckles very casually, as if it could possibly escape her notice.

[secondchances]

"You might be the only man on this earth," she points out helpfully, still chatterboxing. "Did I ever tell you I wouldn't seep with you even if you were the last man on earth?"

No, she did not.

"'cause, apparently I would..."

[assassino]

He opens her belt up and unbuttons her fly.

"I recall nothing of the sort," Ezio grins. "But if you had, it only would have spurred me harder."

[secondchances]

"More like you would have found even more girlfriends," she has to point out, but. Maybe not the best time. Always a helper, Steph lifts her hips.

[assassino]

There’s a flicker on his face, something a little irked, but he just shakes his head and smiles and pulls down her jeans and her underwear around her thighs in one fell swoop. No other girls here today, but even if there was, he’s confident in his pick.

“You think about women more than I do,” he teases her, working her pants down off her ankles.

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"Do not," she says, clearly surprised when he takes everything off in one go. But, she helps as she can, pulling up her legs. She is a whole lot of naked now.

"I'm just--nervous."

As if it wasn't obvious. She laughs.

"But excited, too. God, please don't think I'm not."

[assassino]

He tosses her last pieces of clothing aside and looms over her for a second, letting his gaze rove head to toe –– yes, she's perfect, and he doesn't hold back on subjecting her to that reverential gaze, taking his sweet time with it.

"I know you're excited," he says, running his hands down her bare thighs. "I know it just looking at you."

[secondchances]

She's going to die of blushing.

"Speaking of looking," she says, propping herself up on her elbows and gathering her courage. "It's looking like this is a little unbalanced."

And maybe she wants to see the dick.

"Clothing wise, I mean."

[assassino]

Say no more! He lets himself look at her for just a couple seconds longer, and then hooks his thumb into the lacings on his pants to pull them loose.

"I know you're excited because you're impatient, too," he chuckles.

[secondchances]

"Years of suspense," she says simply, smiling. And sitting up more. "Time to see what all the fuss is about."

Steph only teases because she knows he's as confident and self-assured as they come.

[assassino]

Ezio grins. He is, frankly, a little surprised she's never seen him before, but he has no qualms with just unlacing himself and letting his cock bounce out, still behind the thin linen of his braies. Ta-dah.

"Do you want to do the honours?"

[secondchances]

Like cutting the first slice of cake. Steph grins back at him, and decides she needs a break from being on her back. So, she sits up properly, and then makes an attempt to get him on his back.

"Sure. You've been having waaaaay too much fun."

So has she, but she'd like to give back by getting him out of his clothing.

[assassino]

"I do not believe in too much fun!"

He lets her bowl him over, grinning, trousers just far enough down his ass that he can keep kicking them down. He stretches out and practically lounges, leaning back on his elbows. Absolutely, he is just going to watch this woman he is in love with unwrap him like a present.

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She takes the opportunity to kiss him, because it's been like five minutes, leaning her body into it with the intent to knock him off his elbows.

And try to be sneaky, pressing her thigh against his groin, just to get him back for grinding her against his thigh earlier. No unwrapping just yet, but her eagerness is thoroughly communicated by the way she kisses him.

[assassino]

Down he goes, which suits him just fine, as he can use his arms instead to grope at her in turn, and he lets slip a pleased little groan as her thigh rubs up against him. She'll do fine, he thinks. Better than fine.

[secondchances]

"Question," she says between one kiss and another, "You're not going to pass out, right?"

Asking a man a question and then reaching down to feel how hard he is, even through fabric, isn't the way to get an answer, she knows. Can't help it. She laughs, some residual nervousness escaping, and also in disbelief because here she is. Definitely not where she expected to be, like. Ever.

"I'm sure this a top-tier Ezio fantasy coming to life."

[assassino]

"Only if you smother me," he informs her, "which you are-- ah, very welcome to."

He palms her ass as he palms him. Fantasy, indeed.

[secondchances]

"It's an upgrade from lovingly strangling you, huh," she jokes, arching her back to encourage him. Again, she laughs.

"This is--so unreal, you have no idea."

He just might, Steph.

"I keep thinking I'm gonna wake up to you knocking on my door because we were supposed to hang out or something. And then I'd have to awkwardly ignore the weird wet dream I had while going on as usual."

[assassino]

"You have dreams about me usually, dolcezza?" he asks, and he knows that's not what she meant, but he'll run with it anyway.

[secondchances]

She knows he knows that's not what she means. But, she's in a good mood, and strokes him as she so kindly indulges him.

"I did think about you a lot," she admits. "What it would be like to be your girlfriend and all that fun stuff."

... and that usually ended up with her circling back to it being a terrible idea that would leave her heartbroken even if it would have been a good time before it all came crashing down in one way or another.

"You're literally the hottest guy that's ever paid attention to me."

Sorry, Tim.

[assassino]

"Am I, now?" he replies. He's heard the hot thing quite some time, but it still sounds funny, very American, and he'll glad take it. She's wonderful, after all, with talented hands; Ezio certainly has no complaints about them, even pressing his hips up into her hand to encourage her. "You will never have to wonder what that's like again."

[secondchances]

Maybe not. It does occur to her that if they're the only two people in this place, assuming they don't die of starvation or anything else, it's not like much is going to change between them. Theoretically. They'll just do more fun, sweaty things than they did before.

"Or anything else about you," she grins, and that's when she decides to stop touching him through his braies and actually get him naked like she is. She sits up, beside him, and begins to pull them down.

[assassino]

Ah, fucking the time away. Ezio's favourite pastime, especially on those long waits for the sun to set before a mission, or boring days when the weather is miserable. He hitches up his hips just enough to help her with that, and there he is, generously sized but not intimidatingly so, with a treasure trail of dark curls.