return to paradisa

[secondchances]

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[assassino]

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

[secondchances]

"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.

[assassino]

"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.

[secondchances]

"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.

[assassino]

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!"

[secondchances]

She grins, because that's what she wants.

"Yeah? Coulda fooled me."

[assassino]

Just a chuckle, and then a kiss.

"Do you want to test me?"

[secondchances]

She steals another kiss.

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

[assassino]

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.

[secondchances]

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..."

[assassino]

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

[secondchances]

"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."

[assassino]

"Protection?" he repeats, surprised, and his head has to catch up with the rest of him. He laughs. "What? I'm sure it's fine, dolcezza."

[secondchances]

"Nuh-uh. That's how you end up with a baby in a weird, empty castle. Don't you have any condoms around here? Did no one, not even like--Lana--make you wear one?"

And now she's going to learn way too much about everything.

[assassino]

God, that actually takes him a minute.

"Yes," he says, with a groan, and he bowls her off him gently so he can get up and go looking. Here's Ezio Auditore, walking shamelessly naked around his room with his erection on full display, peeking in drawers and poking around here or there. He and Lana haven't seen each other in years, even without considering whatever time it's been away from Paradisa. And Katherine, too, and South, and--

He's not finding anything.

[secondchances]

Stephanie sits up, watching him. She can't even enjoy the view because as the seconds tick by, he's not finding the gold. He's in the third or forth spot before Steph drops her face into her hands and groans in despair.

"Are. You. Kidding. Me."

[assassino]

"I know I had some somewhere," he insists, continuing the move. But at the same time, he doesn't truly believe it's all going to stop here just because there are no condoms. He has his ways.

[secondchances]

She falls onto her back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling.

This is it. This is some sort of karma for not just jumping his bones when she had the chance before.

"Please..."

[assassino]

"Do not fret, Steph," he implores her, and he returns to her, crawling overtop her with a grin. He kisses her forehead swiftly. Reassuringly. "I'll just pull out."

[secondchances]

She puts her hands on his sides, wanting to kiss him, hoping he has some sort of plan. And he does. And it's awful.

"What? No! How do you think I got pregnant the first time?!" Her hands move to his chest, to shove him off. "That doesn't work!"

[assassino]

He's tempted to tussle with her, like, he's not about to bully her or anything, but he's leaning his weight into her hands as she says that and he just smiles vaguely at her, confused.

"Pregnant?"

[secondchances]

She's just about to use real force to flip him off, but she can see he's genuinely confused. Which just makes her genuinely confused, and think back to what she just said.

Then, she thinks back to whether they ever discussed that, and after a solid five seconds of staring blankly at him, she decides she can't remember. Does he not?

"Uh. Yeah. Is this news?"

[assassino]

"I think I would remember," he says, cautiously, but truth be told, he isn't completely sure, either. He lingers overtop her, weight on his hands, and her confusion makes him feel even more confused. "Not that it matters, I suppose... I just didn't know."a

[secondchances]

"I don't really talk about it." Apparently? She's not sure. She told Ezio just about everything, but some things were a little too painful to share, it seems.

"But I was young and dumb and thought that was a fine idea."

[assassino]

He shifts over to sit next to her.

"You don't have to talk about it if you do not wish to," Ezio replies, a little gentler, and he pets down her side. "We could carry on, or we could stop... but I will not get you pregnant, dolcezza."