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[secondchances]

"Not exactly. Just maybe more sincere, now."

She knows he's always been one of the more honest people in her life. Which is pretty funny, in retrospect.

"No reason to hold anything back, now."

[assassino]

"Then I won't," he says. "Because you're a wonderful young woman with a good sense of humour, and you are relentless in pursuing what you want."

A pause, a grin. Teasing:

"Other than in your pursuit of me, of course, but that is water under the bridge."

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Knowing he has a keen sense of balance on stairs, and she's got a hold on his arm anyway, Steph bumps him with her shoulder.

"I was relentless! I stuck around, didn't I? That counts."

[assassino]

He chuckles, gently bracing himself against her.

"You did! And you waited for other women to train me out of any bad habits -- very clever of you, I think."

[secondchances]

"Is that what I did?" She laughs, possibly trying to get him against the nearest wall, but not using force. "Are you saying, then, that you have no more bad habits?"

[assassino]

He moves with her, still grinning.

"Do not shatter the illusion by telling me it's mere coincidence," Ezio replies. "I'm certain you waited just so that I learned more about American women and how they like to be treated, and how to carry myself amongst people from the future to not embarrass you!"

[secondchances]

Playfully pinning him between her and the wall, she kisses him.

"Maybe we both had some learning to do," she decides. "And I'm sure that's not over."

[assassino]

Ezio lets her push him around, relishes that kiss -- he's not about to let her back off any time soon, either, his hands moving to her hips to keep her against him.

"I can think of a few things I'd like to teach you," he teases.

[secondchances]

There are a lot of stairs. They need a break. And maybe to delay the inevitable disappointment of an empty kitchen.

"Like what?" She asks, but kisses him again before he can answer.

[assassino]

He almost loses track of the question as he's kissed, and he relaxes his shoulders against the wall. He quite likes being bossed around and pushed by strong women, actually.

"Like how to get so lost in pleasure that you forget the rest of the world entirely," he says. "There are a lot of things we can do with that."

[secondchances]

"I'm a very attentive student. Quick learner, too. And I do think it's about time you do the teaching," she grins.

[assassino]

"Good thing I learned from the professionals, then," he tells her, and he shifts his weight so he can slip a knee between hers.

[secondchances]

Steph leans into him, kissing him again. Does she like kissing a man in a hood? Yes. Very much yes.

"You're distracting."

Like she wasn't the one that pushed him to the wall.

[assassino]

Him, distracting? Never, not even when he nestles his thigh up between hers and leans her into him.

"That or you cannot control yourself," he murmurs. "Perhaps both."

[secondchances]

"I spent years controlling myself. I'm just enjoying my newfound freedom."

Which, apparently, means pressing against him and kissing him some more.

"We would have been way more productive if you saved the confession until we figured out where we were staying, and you know, whether there's any danger."

[assassino]

He grins. He likes getting to touch her when she wears the batsuit; it leaves so little to the imagination, and when he tugs at it, it's so tight that it tugs at her, too.

"I still maintain that women are the more insatiable sex!"

[secondchances]

"Which works in your favor, doesn't it? You really don't have to worry about me keeping up with you. Maybe it's going to be the other way around."

Just saying.

"I mean, you do have some years on me. You're going to have to let me know when you need a break."

[assassino]

"It does," he agrees. "I am lucky to have someone who will keep me young, middle-aged as I am! And when my cock inevitably tires, the rest of me can still keep going."

[secondchances]

She laughs, giving him a little shove even as sandwiched as he is between her and the wall.

"Until I tire the rest of you out, too."

[assassino]

Oof. That calls for a little retaliation, and he pivots her around so she's the one against the wall -- but he presses her up just high enough with his thigh that she's got to be on her tiptoes or else straddle him.

"It's a race, then."

[secondchances]

Way to take the bait, Ezio. Stephanie smiles, finding no shame in straddling his thigh.

"If you want me on you, you just have to ask. Though, I guess after however long of mild rejection, the fear's still there I'll say no..."

[assassino]

"Why bother asking when I can tell just by how you lean into me?"

[secondchances]

"I don't know, you apparently can miss some of my glaring tells," she teases. "But, hey, I don't mind that you're still learning things about me."

[assassino]

"Give it a week," he says, just a little bit challenging, and he feels her up over her suit -- this is very different, and he's certainly a lot bulkier himself with that heavy belt buckle and sword belt and all those layers.

[secondchances]

"Ugh, why did we leave the room," she mutters between one kiss and another. "Whose bright idea was that?"

He could distract her from starving to death.