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Leonardo stood captivated before the mirror. He knew the downfalls of one's ego. Knew what it was capable of doing to a person's mind. But he couldn't help but appreciate the image that was reflecting back towards him. The deep blue of the doublet was bringing out his eyes. Accentuating his lean but muscular physique as it hugged his chest and waist. With the small silver buttons and embroidery contrasting beautifully against the darker velvet. He tilted his beret to the side and straightened out the cape just the way he liked it.
He smiled at himself. Ezio would have been proud at him if he was here tonight, claiming that his influence was finally working. His lover especially hated the heavy belt filled with rolled up sheets of paper, pieces of coal smoothed up by their excessive use, as well as a dozen different instruments capable of measuring almost any object one may come across. And he found himself agreeing. The weightlessness in his movements was truly relieving.
He let his fingertips graze over the cold surface from where the image of his face looked back towards him. Longing for another's touch. If only Ezio was here today. They had not met in the last six months. And it was going to be another one before his dearest came back to him from Monteriggioni. They should have gotten used to this after so many years but it was still difficult to go so long without seeing each other. Those scarred lips first smirking at him and then moving closer and closer before finally moving against his….
A loud knock on his bedroom door brought him out of his thoughts. "Maestro?"
"Si?"
Vincenzo opened the door, a similar smile gracing his face when he looked at Leonardo. "Molto bello, maestro."
Leonardo smiled, seeing that the boy was ready as well, wearing the new red tunic and black breeches that Leonardo had bought for him a handful of days earlier. "You look handsome as well."
Vincenzo smiled brilliantly before remembering why he came upstairs. "Signore Melozzi has send escorts as promised. They are waiting downstairs," the boy replied anxiously as he fidgeted.
Leonardo smiled, knowing how badly his assistant wanted Leonardo to get out so that he could head out with his amici as well.
Walking over to his desk, Leonardo retrieved a small but heavy pouch filled with ducats. "How about I lock up today? No need for you to keep waiting for me."
"Truly maestro?" the boy smiled, his face lightening up even more when Leonardo handed him the pouch.
"You have the keys to your quarters?"
"Si," Vincenzo nodded obediently.
"Alright. Off you go. I still need to find a suitable mask. I know you won't be back until morning. But in case you do come back early, there's no need to return to the main workshop. And be careful, si?"
"Grazie maestro." The boy hugged him so tightly in his excitement that Leonardo almost fell back. The embrace was gone just as quickly as his assistant hopped out of the room with a huge smile on his face.
Leonardo couldn't help himself from chuckling at the boy's behaviour. After quickly retrieving the blue and silver colombina he had made for himself and hurriedly tying it behind his head, Leonardo made his way downstairs as well to meet his escort.
The sun was right over the horizon when he left the workshop with his attendant, the perfect time to begin Carnevale. He wouldn't have bothered so much with the festa if it weren't for his patron. But he knew that there was no one who could deny Signore Melozzi, not that he would want to do so, knowing how important these little events were in his line of work.
There was still an hour or two remaining until midnight, the party getting livelier with each new person that joined them. Not only was the palazzo filled with the most prominent men of Venezia but aristocracies from all over Italia. In fact Leonardo had just talked to a young man who was destined to be the future sultan of Adrianople. He had been able to successfully secure three new commissions, two private portraits and one for a Venetian church.
He also met a previous patron of his, back from his time in Firenze who wanted to see the real Carnevale of Venezia not just the one celebrated by the well to do of the city. Which was why Leonardo was currently accompanying Signore Rucellai and his newly wed to show them around the city.
"Venezia is truly the king when it comes to celebrating with masks on," Valentina, the young signora commented as they walked through the beautifully decorated streets filled with people in various stages of indulgence.
"Si. The city takes much pride in its festivities. Not even Firenze or Roma can compete with the Venetian Carnevale," Leonardo said with a smile as they reached piazza San Marco.
"And this is where the actual festivities start from," Leonardo stated when they came in view of the lavishly decorated square filled with numerous couples dancing to the rhythm of the music playing all around them.
"A dance?" His patron bowed down as he held a hand out to his wife. Leonardo smiled when she laughed but quickly accepted, the two of them eagerly making their way towards the centre.
He was clapping to the beats of the rhythm, singing like everyone else as the crowd cheered the dancing couples, nobody knowing who the rest of the others were but everyone enjoying together nonetheless.
Suddenly there was a hand around his waist, someone pulling him back, a warm hard body pressing against his as soft lips met the nape of his neck. "You look exquisite tonight."
Leonardo smiled, not even needing to turn around to know the owner of that deep voice. The only person who had the ability to excite him in the matter of a few brief moments.
"And when did you get back?" Leonardo tried not to sound affected by his lover's presence but the unconscious moan that escaped him because of those sweet little touches against his skin betrayed his intentions.
"Just this evening," Ezio's lips made their way up inch by torturous inch, "and imagine my surprise," a playful nip at the sensitive point behind his ear, "when I came back home," another lick before his earlobe was gently tugged on, drawing forth another such salacious sound from him, "only to find out that my lover was already gone."
Leonardo arched his neck to the side, hungry for more as he melted into the body behind him, his eyes fluttering closed. He had missed Ezio so much. Trying to sound smug but utterly failing, he murmured, "Next time perhaps you would remember to send letters."
"And would that have given you such a lovely surprise, mio caro?" Ezio questioned, a whisper against his ear as Leonardo felt that hand slowly move down his waist, the pace too slow for what he wanted right now.
"Shall we go back home, Leo?" He felt his lover shamelessly lean in even further, pressing their hips together to rub his erect member against his cheeks. "We have six months to make up for." The hoarse quality of that voice sending a shiver through him.
Leonardo could only moan, wanting to grind himself back against that dearly missed body until Ezio shuddered and lost himself behind him.
And suddenly the music stopped, marking the end of this round. Leonardo groaned in disapproval as all those wonderful points of contact between them were pulled away because of Ezio's swift movement. Both of them knowing that with a change of rounds, everyone would begin to search the crowds for a new partner.
He quickly straightened himself, calming down his rapidly beating heart inside his chest, the feeling of almost being discovered like that with Ezio in public adding to the thrill of finding out about his lover's early arrival. The image of his patrons walking back towards him forced him to deny his body everything that he so desperately craved for at that moment. He quickly tugged down the edge of his camisa as much as he could, hiding away the evidence of his excitement.
"Maestro! Have you been standing here all this while? Maybe you should go and dance in this next round. There are some lovely donne who would kill to accompany you," Valentina replied with a wink as they made their way back towards him, hand in hand.
"I'm afraid I'm not much of a dancer, signora. But I hope that the two of you enjoyed yourselves," Leonardo replied. Thankfully his voice was no longer breathy with want.
"Oh very." Valentina smiled.
Before he could reply, he saw that Ezio had moved in to stand beside him, pressing a hand firmly against his ass. "Wouldn't you introduce us Leonardo?" His lover's expressions and voice did not once betray the fact that Ezio's hand was currently squeezing and fondling his asscheeks. He almost bucked when a long thin finger slipped into his cloth covered crack, beginning to rub back and forth.
He had to control himself from groaning, wondering if others could see what they were doing. Hopefully the dimmed lights from the lanterns and the moonlight weren't enough to show the little activity going on behind his long cape.
"Ah si." Leonardo tried to keep his voice even, praying that he wasn't blushing because of the heat he felt in his body as those fingers kept rubbing and fondling him so shamelessly. "This…. this is Signore and Signora Rucellai from Firenze. And this is….."
"Ezio Spizzi." Ezio finally stopped abusing his poor flesh to greet the two of them. Bowing like the nobleman he was even though Leonardo sometimes seriously doubted it based on Ezio's shameless behaviour.
"Ezio is the son of another patron of mine and has now come to commission me himself quite a few times as well," Leonardo quickly introduced his lover, realising why he used an alias. The Rucellai must have been familiar with the Auditores. Turning towards Ezio, he continued, "Ezio, the Rucellai family had taken me under their patronage back when I was in Firenze."
"A pleasure to meet you both." Ezio nodded.
"You as well. So you are from Venezia?"
"My family is from Milano actually," Ezio replied.
"So you're visiting as well. We had gotten bored of the prim and posh feste of the nobles and wanted to enjoy like real citizens. So Maestro Leonardo is showing us around the city." Signora Rucellai smiled.
"Showing you around?" Leonardo saw the grin in his lover's face, that evil little smirk when Ezio was in the mood to torture him. And instantly he knew he was in for a night of outrageous teasing. "I hope you don't mind if I join you. It is my first time here as well."
"Of course not. The more the merrier." The Signora smiled from behind her gatto mask.
"Would you both like to go for another round?" Ezio asked them and Leonardo had no doubt in his mind about what would happen if they did. The hand which settled back behind him was enough to provide him with a clear picture. Thankfully Ezio's side cape was hiding away all the actions.
"No. Not now. Perhaps after some food," his patron commented, getting an excited nod of approval from his wife.
Leonardo would have smiled at how enamoured these two were with each other if his lover hadn't just lifted the back of his camisa, warm bare fingers teasing the small of his back. Instead he let his eyes shut close for a second. The combination of the risk of getting caught and the lust he was feeling towards Ezio right at that moment was beginning to make him intoxicated with more than just alcohol.
"Andiamo. I think I saw some food stalls along that street when I came here," Ezio replied with no hints of arousal whatsoever, his voice as smooth as ever.
"Si." Leonardo managed to nod out, not letting his disapproval show when Ezio removed his hand away and the group of four began to walk.
Leonardo answered all the questions that his patrons asked along the way but couldn't stop himself from stealing guilty little glances of his lover every few steps. Ezio was wearing a simple crema coloured camisa and a richly decorated deep maroon doublet with white borders, both fitting his torso in just the right places. The leather breeches as always were a little too tight, putting both his assets on display in the most erotic way possible, almost begging Leonardo to squeeze them. Leonardo wished he could pull each layer off him to run his hands over the marred tan skin underneath, examining and familiarising himself again after so long with Ezio's stunning body.
He smiled, seeing that Ezio was wearing a pair of Leonardo's boots, his own ones were probably dirty from travelling. And of course he had his hair tied back carefully, with a maroon ribbon instead of a red one. The entire ensemble was finished by a plain maroon side cape falling over his shoulders and Leonardo only now realised the various benefits that piece of fabric was providing for his lover in his devious little plans, letting him hide away his actions in plain sight.
"Should I bring over some wine first?" Leonardo asked when they reached the mercato that was filled not only with stalls of food and wine but of paints, fabric, gifts, books, and a variety of other things.
"Which one would you recommend?" Valentina asked as she scanned the entire area.
"Well Prosecco is the obvious choice but I would recommend the lighter and sweeter Verduzzo if you want to eat as well."
Leonardo saw as Ezio rolled his eyes back, always unimpressed by how specific Leonardo could get when it came to food. And for good reason too based on his habit of picking on whatever it was that Ezio cooked. "Or you could just try them all. It's Carnevale afterall. You're not supposed to remember a single thing about tonight by tomorrow morning if you wish to celebrate like the locals."
Leonardo glared at Ezio, getting a wide smile in return. "That is also an option. Not a very good one," he replied playfully towards his lover, "but an option nonetheless."
"Let's start with the Verduzzo then." The couple nodded. "Why don't you bring us all a glass according to your liking, Maestro."
"Si. Ma certo." Leonardo went ahead, making his way towards the small stall set up by his favourite seller, who did not have a very impressive variety, choosing to only sell the ones from Veneto but had the best local wines one could wish to drink.
By the time he came back with four glasses, carefully balanced on a plate he saw that Ezio was smiling and talking to the other two but his eyes were locked onto him, sheer happiness clearly visible on his face and in those eyes that refused to look away from him. Others would probably attribute it to an eagerness to get his wine but Leonardo knew exactly what he was so giddy about.
"Here we are." Everyone took a glass, leaving a single one for him to grab.
"Mhmm. A dessert wine?" Signore Rucellai asked after a taste.
"Si. And a true beauty at that. So light and sweet." Leonardo nodded before taking a sip as well.
"We should go see the mercato. Signora Falce said they saw works all the way from the east." Lady Rucellai said, tugging at her husband's hand. Her husband nodded, before they disappeared into the crowd.
"They are so enamoured with each other," Leonardo muttered as he wrapped his arm around Ezio's waist. This was why he loved it so much when Ezio was there to spend the Carnevale with him. For once they could act like everyone else.
"Hmm.." Ezio leaned closer, nuzzling his ear when he spoke next, "It is rare to find that in a marriage between the nobles." Small bites and nips were placed on the column of his neck as Ezio's fingers interwove themselves between his. He could feel his lover's smile against his skin before he spoke again, "But they are new to this. They don't have what we do. Not yet."
Leonardo nodded but still couldn't help but feel happy for them.
"Do you know what would happen when we get back home?" Ezio didn't even wait for Leonardo to reply. "You are going to bend me in half over our bed and you are going to ravish me until I feel you spilling yourself deep inside me."
"I won't last long enough to pleasure you if you keep this up," Leonardo replied, even as he wished that Ezio would never stop licking and kissing him like this for the whole world to see. His voice was barely above a whisper but he knew that Ezio could hear him nonetheless. Afterall he could feel Ezio's warm breath against his neck too, each one sending a shiver of excitement through him as he watched the crowd, making sure that no one was paying them any attention.
"Doesn't matter. We have plenty of ways. I can fill you up with my thick cock if you wish," Leonardo breathed out sharply, feeling a grin near his neck, "or if you don't want the lengthy preparations we can always use our tongue and fingers. Have you made any new toys for us caro? Any new ways to bind me up?" Leonardo moaned out when Ezio's fingers left his and began to make their way towards the front, pulling him even closer to himself as those digits gently… oh so gently brushed the bulge in his breeches.
Leonardo unconsciously thrust his hips forward, unable to keep his eyes open as he imagined Ezio's words. He needed to keep looking. They could get caught. "Ezio I don't think we should….."
"Shh…" Another tender nip. "If you're worried about lasting I can make you come right here….. You'll have plenty of time to recover." The hand over his crotch began to move up and down. Too slow for anything that might actually relieve him. "You know that I can, don't you, Leo? Make you come undone right here in front of dozens of eyes?"
"Hhgggnn… Ezio, please…."
"Your patrons… look in front of yourself, Leo." A final parting kiss was placed over his earlobe. Before he could open up his eyes, Ezio was standing a few feet away from him, leaving him standing there in frustration.
Leonardo turned around to glare at him, getting a loud chuckle in return. "I'm tying you up in our bed for the entire day tomorrow."
"Promise?" Ezio winked back before leaning forward to pull Leonardo's camisa down in order to hide his bulge there. "Don't want any drunk donne getting too impressed by my shy lover now, do we?"
He didn't have enough time to answer, with his patrons quickly approaching them, already within earshot.
"Something caught your attention?" Leonardo asked the giggling couple, forcing himself to focus on anything other than his beautiful lover.
"Some magnificent glassworks from the Levant," Signore Rucellai replied.
"Have you seen the paper lanterns, the merchant has brought those all the way from Cina. We got a few of those as well. The two of you didn't get anything?" the young lady questioned, looking at their empty hands and Leonardo only now realised that his glass was held upside down in his fingers, the contents already seeped into the ground where they stood.
"I have actually already bought everything I needed a few days ago."
"And you, messere Spizzi?" the noblewoman asked Ezio.
"I will keep the shopping for tomorrow, Signora. Maestro has just promised to entertain me again tomorrow. The entire day, si maestro?" Ezio looked at his lover with the most innocent expression.
"Si. The entire day," Leonardo replied, feeling the heat rise back to his skin.
"How about we get some more food and wine before calling it a night? Midnight is probably approaching soon based on the ringing bells of the church," Ezio suggested.
"Some food and wine indeed sounds good," his patron replied with a smile.
"Si. But I don't think the Venetians are afraid of midnight. I thought that these events continue all throughout the night until sunrise. I actually saw a play going on when we came here. Maybe we can head over there after eating?"
"Si. I saw that one too, a lovely theatrical piece about a young prince," Leonardo replied excitedly, knowing that the two of them would be easily able to sneak out of the crowd for a little private time of their own in one of the dark and hidden away alleyways. He stole a glance towards his side, seeing that Ezio's face remained unchanged, his lover probably unaware of why Leonardo took up on the offer so eagerly.
Leonardo bought a few honey dipped bomboloni filled with orange marmellata for himself, having missed these sweet treats from back home while the others enjoyed some mince meat pie. Ezio also grabbed a piece of salsiccia for himself as they walked back towards San Marco before turning left to reach the piazza where the play was going on over a makeshift stage. A large crowd of people were watching and shouting as the last few moments of the final scene were being played.
"So everyday must be like lent for you, maestro?" Signora Rucellai commented with surprise as the four of them waited with the rest of the newly gathering crowd to see the play start again from the very beginning.
"It is a choice. And I can stop whenever I wish to do so. Unlike lent." Leonardo uncaringly shrugged his shoulders, having to raise his voice quite a lot because of the commotion behind them.
"May I have one of your bomboloni maestro? I've never had these ones from toscana," Ezio replied, eyeing the large leaf in his hand filled with the brown sticky sweets.
"Ma certo," Leonardo replied with a smile, knowing these orange filled ones were Ezio's favourite. "Would you care for a few as well?" he turned towards Signore Rucellai, pushing the sweets towards him.
"No Grazie. We already have plenty of those back home," the man replied while his wife spoke with a few other women who were waiting for the next play to begin as well.
"I have both hands full," Ezio replied with a smirk, opening his mouth as wide as he could to show what he wanted Leonardo to do.
"Here." Leonardo held out one of the sweet spheres towards his lover, who intentionally bit on it, rather than take the whole thing inside his mouth, spilling some of the marmellata on Leonardo's fingers.
Leonardo watched mesmerised, as Ezio's tongue, that sinful tongue whose abilities were all too familiar to him, licked away the sweet remnants from his lips. His eyes locked onto Leonardo's with a lopsided smile. It shouldn't have been showy at all, just a normal everyday action. And yet Ezio had the ability to make it look downright vulgar.
Leonardo kept watching, his eyes locked not to the other's eyes but on those scarred lips before Ezio leaned in for his second bite. Instead of taking the piece of bomboloni though, he licked away the jam from his index and middle fingers, that pink tongue peeking out again before going back in just as quickly as he began to suck on the digits, just the way he did when he wanted Leonardo to prepare him for his cock.
Leonardo gulped, not looking away as that tongue laved both his fingers in saliva. Ezio's smirk brought him back to reality as he quickly pulled away his fingers from that warm wet mouth and pushed the remaining piece of food inside Ezio's mouth.
Looking around with a scandalised expression, he saw that thankfully there were not nearly as many people watching them as his wildly thumping heart wanted him to believe. But his patrons definitely saw what they had done, at the very least a glimpse if not the entire thing. Even the young signora who was no longer taking part in the conversation among the other ladies.
Not knowing what to do, he looked down at his pieces of sweets, his eyes focused on the spheres like they held the answer to all his dilemmas in them. Ezio looked a little guilty as well, the blush creeping on his lover's face not only apparent but also incriminating.
The Signora loudly cleared her throat, coughing to grab their attention. "Maybe you should have bought some of those bomboloni too, caro." Wrapping her arm around her husband's as she moved closer to him.
"They are very good." Ezio looked up with a sheepish smile. "Mi dispiace. I sometimes act like a small child when it comes to eating sweet things."
"Don't we all?" Signore Rucellai nodded in agreement with a soft chuckle. Leonardo found himself smiling as well and just like that they were back to normal again and Leonardo could not have been more thankful.
Soon enough they were making their way towards the stage as the intermezzo started being played, a little piece in which satyrs chased wild beasts in time to a musical clock while the actors prepared for the next show. Leonardo made sure to maintain a healthy amount of gap between himself and Ezio until everyone settled in all around them. The two of them stood behind his patrons so that Valentina could see the show without either of the tall men blocking her view. In fact Signore Rucellai was shorter than them as well. And he was glad for it. Who knows what would happen if they were caught a second time like this. And knowing Ezio he knew they would be doing plenty of things that could get them in some serious trouble.
Once the play began and more people joined the crowd, Ezio wasted no time in sliding his body right against his.
Tilting his head towards the side, Leonardo whispered to his lover, "If you hadn't performed that little thing with my fingers earlier we could have managed to sneak away for a while."
Leaning his head down to meet his, Ezio answered in a whisper as well, "Now where's the fun in that, caro? Anyone can do those things in a dark alleyway. Now be quiet and watch the play. Your patrons may not be able to see us but they can easily hear us." Ezio slid an arm around his waist again.
The first scene began to play before them, a scene where the king was making the young prince take a decision about an argument between two landowners. Leonardo had seen the play plenty of times, and focused more on finishing his final pieces of sweets, feeding a few to Ezio as well, who this time around was free to lap onto his fingers happily as much as he wanted to get the sweet honey. Nobody was paying attention to them anyway.
Feeling emboldened, Leonardo slid an arm around Ezio's waist as well once the sweets were all gone between the two of them, being careful to keep his hand hidden, just inside where the side cape fell on his lover's back.
Ezio responded with a small smile, but did not look away from the stage. Instead he let go of Leonardo's back and began to tug at the front of his camisa lifting it up until he got to the string of his breeches. Much to Leonardo's disappointment, Ezio did nothing else, just kept his hand rested over his stomach, beginning to swirl his index through Leonardo's treasure trail.
"What do you want, caro? Want me to go lower?" Ezio whispered again, right against his ear.
Smirking and realising that two could play at this game, Leonardo removed his own hand from Ezio's back and brought his fingers up to those lips curled in a smug smile. "Suck," Leonardo ordered.
"Mhmm.." Ezio kissed his nape before beginning to lick and suck on the fingers presented before him. Making sure to coat them in a generous layer of saliva before Leonardo pulled away, smiling when he got an almost inaudible moan from his lover.
"Do you want to see who wins?" Ezio huffed into his skin.
Leonardo did not bother with a reply, instead he used his other hand to loosen the string on Ezio's tight breeches. Enough for him to push his wet fingers inside, using them to rub Ezio's warm little hole, contrasting so beautifully against the cool of his fingers.
"If you play dirty, Leonardo, I wouldn't hesitate to do it either." He felt as the strings to his own breeches were unlaced as well, releasing some of the aching pressure he had been feeling all throughout that night ever since Ezio's arrival. A large calloused hand wrapped itself perfectly around his shaft. The cold touch sent a shiver through him but the bastardo did nothing else to move his hand.
"If you think I'm letting you come after all of this you are sorely mistaken," Leonardo whispered back, keeping the movement of his fingers but never pushing inside to keep teasing Ezio.
"Different games then…. Because I'm not…. not removing my hand until you come for me in front of all these hghnnn…..." Ezio tried to reply, unable to finish as Leonardo moved his finger to press on that sensitive point, between his balls and his entrance.
Knowing and expecting what would happen next as a revenge from his lover did nothing to stop his head from arching back with bliss when Ezio began his long strokes, gliding his skin up and down his shaft.
Licking his lips before biting his lower one to keep himself quiet, Leonardo finally pushed his fingers inside. If they were doing this, then he would do everything in his power to make Ezio release before he does instead of simply teasing him. He couldn't help his smile when he felt the hot, already slippery canal. Ezio had come prepared.
"Played with yourself on the ship?" Leonardo smirked when the hand around his shaft stopped momentarily. The breathing against his neck becoming shallower.
"Only prepared myself….. Nuhhh...nothing else."
He smiled deviously. Ezio had not orgasmed at all then today. There was still a long time until the play would finish and he wanted to make the most of it. Knowing that Ezio could come undone in a matter of minutes, he wiggled his fingers deeper relishing the little sighs he got in return.
"Leooo.." Ezio's voice was hushed but so desperate, enough to make him harder if that was even possible.
"I know…." he whispered back, caressing Ezio's face that was buried in the space between his neck and shoulder with his other hand.
He finally found that rough little spot. Curling his fingers, he rubbed with just the right amount of pressure. Knowing from experience just how much was enough for his lover. Ezio jolted beside him.
"Leooo…. Si.. si," Ezio kept chanting his name, his hips pushing back as he slowly fucked himself on his fingers. His movements got desperate, nails digging into Leonardo's skin. He increased the speed of his fingers, alternating between circling and pressing that rough spot. It wasn't long before he heard that telltale hitch of breath, his own cock twitching as his lover forcefully bit into the thick fabric of Leonardo's doublet to keep himself quiet, Ezio's passage contracting all around him as his lover spilled inside his own breeches.
"Mmm…" Leonardo smiled as Ezio just kept kissing and licking him as he recovered.
"Good?" Leonardo asked, wishing he could kiss him but he knew it was too dangerous.
"So good." Another loving lick before Ezio began to move the hand on his length. "Your turn."
It felt like Ezio was as hungry to play with him as he was. There was no way he would be able to survive the entire play without releasing. Not with what Ezio's presence was doing to him. Thrusting his hips forward, he silently asked Ezio to start stroking him again.
Ezio did just that. Leonardo sighed in relief when Ezio pushed his foreskin back, revealing his head to slather the generous precome that had gathered over his sensitive tip.
He still tried to look out for anyone else who could make out what they were doing. But dear god he could have just let go right there and then if he had his way of thrusting in as forcefully as he wanted.
Up and down. Up and down. Ezio would twist his palm right at the top, his thumb rubbing that wondrous spot just beneath the head, teasing and pressing just right. He let his fingers slip out from Ezio's entrance, pushing up under the camisa to grab onto his sculpted waist for support. Oh after having missed his lover's touch for so long….
"Uhhhnn…" he whined softly, just loud enough for Ezio to hear when those lips began to move against his neck with determination.
"You like it, caro?" Leonardo nodded like an obedient little child. "All these months… Each night…. You know what I thought of Leonardo?" Ezio did not wait for an answer. "The feeling of you inside me...... or around me.. Each night I had three fingers stuffed inside myself, the same way you had a few moments ago…. imagining you….. Stroking myself to memories of feeling your tight heat around myself. Moaning out your name with delirium in the darkness of my room."
"Nhh.. Ez - " A hand was firmly clamped onto his mouth as Ezio pulled him forward to quiet him. Pulling him just a little towards his chest such that Ezio could comfortably reach him with both his arms, not wanting anyone to get suspicious as he stopped Leonardo's moans.
"Shh… Just let me touch you, Leo. I'm here now. For a long time too. No more restless nights of staying away from me. We'll do everything. Tomorrow you will tie me up to your bed. And then… Do you know what we'd do, caro?"
Leonardo quickly nodded his head, biting his lips hard as he could to stop all sounds from leaving his lips, thrusting his hips back and forth into that palm slick with his own precum.
"You will tie me up. And you will ride me until neither of us have any energy left. But not tonight. Tonight I get to be the one to feel your thick length inside myself. Do you want to feel me around you, Leo?" He nodded again, panting for breath as those touches intensified, Ezio teasing and rubbing his thumb over the slit. "Feel my slick narrow heat? Want to fill me up? Hot and quivering as I lose myself all over your hard cock, caro?"
"Mmhhnn." Leonardo nodded with a muffled voice, clutching as bad as he could to Ezio's hand. Just a little more. Oh god he could feel himself twitching. His balls drawing up as that wonderful heat spread all throughout his body from deep inside his stomach. Shaking him up until..He was there… oh… right there..
"Come for me.." Ezio bit into his neck and he couldn't help but do anything else…. Obliging as he twitched and released into Ezio's hand, his lover stroking him through the beautiful sensations before slumping back onto one of Ezio's shoulders for support.
He had no idea how long he was like that, his head limply laying back on Ezio's broad shoulder as he kept panting and recovering with his eyes closed. He could hear the soft slurping and licking noises from beside him and knew all too well what they meant.
"I've missed you so much, Leo." He felt a kiss being placed against his head before Ezio's arms surrounded him from behind once again. A few moments later, his breeches were tightened and tied. He finally opened his eyes, feeling drained when Ezio carefully arranged his hair to hide all the marks he had left behind on his skin. Ezio made sure that he looked completely presentable before beginning to move back a little in order to lace up his own breeches as well.
"I can't wait until we reach back home, until we're all alone," he whispered again, letting his hand move over the wet spot in front of Ezio's crotch, while he stepped back to stand beside him once again.
Ezio grinned. "I'm sure we have many things planned for each other." Meeting eye to eye, Ezio motioned him to look forward with a nod of his face and Leonardo realised that the last act was going on. Just a few more moments until the end. "Don't worry, I don't plan on letting either of us sleep when we get home."
Giving a small squeeze to Ezio's already abused cheek over the leather Leonardo smiled as well. "When have I denied you anything?"
He tilted his neck to the side when Ezio laid his head on his shoulder. This time the two of them simply content to watch the ending together as they held each other's hands, hidden away inside the fabric from everyone else's view.
They finally parted from each other when everyone started to clap. The musicians coming back for the next intermezzo.
"A beautiful play," Signora Rucellai said as they all began to walk.
"Indeed. I don't think I've enjoyed any other play this much." Ezio nodded with a knowing smirk.
"Anything else you have in mind, Signora?" Leonardo asked unable to keep the smile off his face either at hearing Ezio's words.
"No. I think we should get going now," his patron replied. "Grazie mille, maestro. And it was a pleasure to meet you, Messere Spizzi."
"Si. I don't think we've ever met people who are as much in love as we are." The lady nodded. "Thank you for taking the time to spend such a beautiful evening with us. Even though we know you met after such a long time and probably wanted to be alone."
"We…. Uhhh..." Leonardo coughed out.
"They knew from the moment I joined you all," Ezio replied from beside him.
"It's alright. We don't care. And it wasn't like either of you were trying too hard to hide it anyway." Signora Rucellai added.
"It's Carnevale after all. Anything goes." Ezio smiled back.
"Si. Exactly. I'm sure the two of you have much to talk about. We should head back to the albergo as well."
"Si. Buonanotte," Leonardo replied with a bow.
"Buonanotte. A presto." Valentina nodded before they walked away hand in hand in the opposite direction.
"So you knew about them?" Leonardo asked as they began to walk as well.
"They asked me when you went to get the Verduzzo. They said that they were sorry for ruining our night. The signora was even ready to retire early for our sake but I stopped them. Told them that their presence would make for an interesting night."
"You're shameless. And they're from Firenze. Probably don't care." Leonardo entwined their fingers together.
"Perhaps." Ezio nodded. "I checked on them with my sight first. I wouldn't have risked all this otherwise. Let's go home. I remember you making quite a few promises."
"And I plan on fulfilling each and every one of them." Leonardo smiled back, pulling Ezio closer to kiss him on the lips. It was Carnevale afterall.