return to paradisa

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She laughs, because that's not true. It's cute when he tries to lie like that.

"Sure," she says, kissing the corner of his mouth. And then, because she hasn't really properly said it and being cuddled up and kissing has her feeling a certain way, there's a sweeter kiss to his cheek.

"I love you."

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He watches for a second, just appreciating this, this moment that felt impossible just hours before — he brushes a lock of blonde hair from her face.

“Ti voglio bene, mia cara,” he murmurs. “You must know what that means by now.”

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Her first instinct is to joke, but. Ouch, her heart. She can't even try. The words make her chest squeeze tightly, and she smiles before nodding.

"Yeah. I do." Steph clears her throat, because that got a little tight with emotion, too. "Sounds way better in Italian."

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It sounds just right to Ezio, and after years of being told his native tongue is somehow imbued with romance or meaning that English doesn't share, he's still a little amused by that -- but it's definitely new with Steph, and that is very real, and very important. He strokes her cheek.

"I'll say it as many times as you want to hear it."

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"Mmm, I don't wanna wear it out," she decides, and pushes herself up to settle on him, chest to chest, and kiss him again. That, and she really will get overwhelmed. He's one of the few people to say he loves her and mean it. And that was true even before today.

"I've gotta stop blushing eventually."

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"Why?" he murmurs, happy with her weight on him. "It's a flattering colour on you."

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"You only think that because it flatters you, too." Laughing, she glances down before taking him in her hand, getting a better feel. She hums in approval.

"Nice, by the way. No laughing."

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"It flatters us both," he agrees, and he can't resist a little bit of a snicker at the back of his throat -- oh, that's so nice, though, and he's more than happy to press up into her hands.

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"Ideally, I'd like to get to the point where I'm not blushing so hard I feel like I'm going to pass out. Which will probably means some conditioning."

Lots of this. Are they going to fit in fooling around between figuring out how to survive? It'd be one way to keep sane.

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Ezio can imagine time stretching out before them infinitely, living in Paradisa, doing this, with no one to bother them. They will likely go insane, but for now, it's appealing. Even ideal!

"Conditioning?" Haha. "Like training you?"

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"Don't say it like that! Repetition," she laughs, shaking her head even as she continues to stroke him. "It was me trying to say we should do more of this."

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Conversation while being jerked off by Stephanie Brown is a delightful little challenge sometimes. His eyes flutter closed for a moment.

"Dolcezza, you're not going to be able to keep me off you."

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She likes seeing the affect she has on him--erection aside.

"Good. Think I spent long enough fiddling with boundaries with you."

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"You'll be confined to my bed for days, then," he tells her; it's a promise, but a joking one, at least.

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"I remember being in your bed a lot, before. Or was it my bed? Less fun, then, though. Agreed?"

Things became a little less cuddly when either of them had someone else, but. Not all that much.

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"Far less fun," he agrees, but it says something to him that she'd visited him anyway, and curled up with him there for afternoon naps or moments to grouse about petty grievances or simply to lay together and stare at the ceiling and talk about serious things. And that, truthfully, always meant more.

One hand spans up and down her back, rubbing her just to feel her breasts mashed up against him, toes curling at the grip of her hand on his cock.

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"I think it's made you patient."

Yes, Steph. The cuddling in bed has led up to this sweet foreplay, not the years of waiting.

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He shifts her then, just enough to snake a hand down to her. He can play, too.

"I am the least patient man alive when it comes to these things!"

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She grins, because that's what she wants.

"Yeah? Coulda fooled me."

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Just a chuckle, and then a kiss.

"Do you want to test me?"

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She steals another kiss.

"I thought that's what I've been doing for years?"

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Mm, and each kiss is as delicious as the last. To think she once walked him here, on his first day. If he'd known this was where it would lead for them, he might have invited her in and never let her leave then, either.

"Then I won't wait a moment longer," he rumbles, and he nudges her over so she'll straddle him properly.

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She does, eagerly, and she's just about to give him a hand in pressing into her, but. She stops. With the tip of his cock right there.

"Uh. I just had a thought..."

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"What?" he asks, assuming she's still teasing, and he makes to guide her onto him anyway.

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"Protection!" She blurts, and moves his dick down like it's a joystick with her hand. Sorry, Ezio. "I'm not trusting whatever stopped people from getting knocked up here to be working when everything else is busted."