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.
"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."
"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.
"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--
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.
"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.
"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."
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.
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?
"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
"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."
"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."
She sits up so that she's not eye level with his dick. Distracting.
"I want you. Like, you have no idea." Which is why she'd say she looks heartbroken. Definitely not thinking about the past or anything. "But... Ezio. I have bad luck. Chronic bad luck. I really don't wanna to take this gamble and lose."
Ezio doesn't exactly get it, and he laughs so that he does not wail, but he lets his hand come to a rest on the side of her thigh.
"There are plenty of things I could do to you aside from that," he says, even though he very much would like to do that one specific thing most of all. "Come, now. I could lick you. I could fuck your thighs. It does not have to be the end of this."
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"I am the least patient man alive when it comes to these things!"
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"Yeah? Coulda fooled me."
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"Do you want to test me?"
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"I thought that's what I've been doing for years?"
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"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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"Uh. I just had a thought..."
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And now she's going to learn way too much about everything.
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"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.
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"Are. You. Kidding. Me."
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This is it. This is some sort of karma for not just jumping his bones when she had the chance before.
"Please..."
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"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!"
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"Pregnant?"
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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?"
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"But I was young and dumb and thought that was a fine idea."
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"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."
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"I want you. Like, you have no idea." Which is why she'd say she looks heartbroken. Definitely not thinking about the past or anything. "But... Ezio. I have bad luck. Chronic bad luck. I really don't wanna to take this gamble and lose."
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"I won't come in you, if you'd prefer."
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"No penis inside me until we find condoms."
Kill her now. Groaning, she hangs her head.
"This sucks."
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"There are plenty of things I could do to you aside from that," he says, even though he very much would like to do that one specific thing most of all. "Come, now. I could lick you. I could fuck your thighs. It does not have to be the end of this."
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