Panty Problems

Chapter 1: Dares

"And whoever gets caught has to tell their crush that they love them!" Ezio whispers excitedly.

"You do realize that me being the grand master and getting caught like this won't give me any respect, right?" Altair grumbles. 'It also doesn't help that if I do get caught I'll ruin a good friendship..' Ezio waves him off.

"Don't worry cugino! You will still look scary to everyone." His boisterous laugh made a few heads turn in their direction.

"Keep your voice down! No one needs to know about this..." Altair hisses harshly as his face lightly blushes. His hand rushing to Ezio's mouth in an attempt to quiet his laughter, only to be smacked away by Ezio.

"Hey, you're the one that's going to get caught first if you keep acting odd. Well, more odd than usual!" The room fills with Ezio's laughter once again. "Ah, come now! Let's go get ready." Ezio claps Altair on the shoulder and leads him to Claudia's bedroom.

"This doesn't feel right..."

"Oh, please! It's completely fine, she looses them all the time. I doubt she'll realize they're even gone!" Ezio throws open the drawers and takes out four pairs of silk panties with different colors and patterns on them. "Pick your poison!" He turns around and presents the pairs.

Altair hesitates and gulps deeply. Deciding to go for something that would be more concealed, he chooses the black boyshort panties and the emerald green with lighter green horizontal stripes on them. Ezio smirks. "Guess that leaves these two for me." They pocket the panties and discreetly walk out and back to their own rooms.
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He immediately locked the door behind him as soon as his body came through. He lets out an unsteady breath and looks at the clutched fabric within his hands. He rushes to his bed frame. Being grand master has some special privileges, thank God, and he alone sleeps in this room. But it doesn't mean that people don't sometimes parade through his room for no other reason than to be there and poke at his belongings.

It's the knock at the door that springs him to action in hiding the delicate clothes from sight. He throws his mattress up and hurls the satiny panties underneath. Letting the mattress fall but quickly realizing the mistake he catches it at the last moment before it could come crashing down. He composes himself for a moment and listens.

Incessant knocking rings through the warm room. Springing to action, he lightly steps to the door pausing only for a moment to double check the hiding place. He flings open the door and sees the annoyed face of Catarina Sforza. "Can I help you with anything?"

"Where is he?" She demands taking a bold step forward. When asked who she only sneers and replies with, "The bastardo who thought he could keep me as a one night stand."

"I don't know where Ezio is Catarina, perhaps you could look around Leonardo's work shop." Giving a gracious nod she stomps away in her clicking high heels to bother Leonardo. As the clicks fade away he lets out a tired breath. "I should take a day off." He drags himself back into his room and once again locks the door.

He grabs the black pair of panties and goes to his private bathroom. He catches himself staring at the panties, trying to imagine their feel. What would they feel like on him? Shrugging, he opens his pants and pulls them off. Mentally saying goodbye to the next article of clothing that has to go completely for this dare. He lets his boxer briefs drop down his runner legs. The silk is soft against his skin and he shivers. If this is what it's like on his legs, he doesn't think he'll manage when it's properly on him.

He tugs them up his long legs, almost carefully, like he's enjoying each and every one of the silky slides as its grip reaches higher and higher until it's up to his thigh. His throat dries up and he's desperate for a drink. This...is going to be hard to ignore for the whole month.

Finally the snug panties cover him and he lets out a wave of breath. The black silk nicely covers his large bulge and defines his ass. If he's caught like this whoever finds him might just drop to their knees.

*SOME SMUT*

His dick twitched in the confines of the silk and his face flushes red. 'Just a quick one.' He thinks. His hand brushes over the length of his dick. Using his unoccupied hand, he muffles the deep moans that threaten to release. The constant motion of hand and silk forces his knees together. Leaning with his back against the wall he takes out his hard length.

He traces the underneath with a teasing finger up to the head. Using the tip of his finger, he lightly traces the top slowly. He cants his hips up and can no longer keep the moans hidden behind his hand. They start off small and quickly become more loud and frequent. "Oh fuck!" His hand increases speed, but it doesn't feel like enough. He lets his hand wander under his balls and flicks a fingernail against his entrance. His legs become weak and he slides down the wall to the floor.

The hand at his mouth slips a few fingers in. Sucking them, he drenches them in his spit and heads downward with them. The slight pressure pushing in leaves him breathless and gasping. The friction though is what has him coming. His back arches as he coasts his wrist and chest with his own sperm, some even make it up to his lip and nose. "Damn..."

*END SMUT*

Flicking his tongue out, he catches the taste of his own cum on the edge of his mouth. 'Ezio's going to have to wait to meet up with me. I've got to get in the shower before I go out again.' He chuckles. Slipping the panties off completely he turns on the hot water for the shower. Feeling it's soothing touches and the dirt and come get washed away made him relax.
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The towel around his waist is the only thing protecting his decency, mostly the black panties, as he struts around his room to retrieve some loose clothing. Being off duty for a few days will give him time to adjust with his predicament, and he's saved up enough days to do so. Humming a random tune, he picks out a plain black v-neck shirt, skinny jeans, and to top it all off his favorite white hoodie. He checks himself out in the mirror and gives a smirk. Looks like he still knows how to dress hot as hell.

"There you are! I've been waiting forever for you!"

"Ah, sorry Ezio. Catarina took some of my time with looking for you." The alarmed look on Ezio's face fills him with glee. 'That's what you get for blackmailing me.'

"Hurry up! I need to run!" Ezio stretches his pants out and motions for Altair to hurry up and do the same. Huffing, he does. "Good, I need to leave."

"Where are you running off to?" Altair calls out.

"To the edge of the world!"

A/N: I hope you enjoy this. I didn't mean to include any smut this chapter, but it sorta just happened. I'll try to update as much as possible, but this took me a while to get down. If you read any of my other stuff, don't worry I haven't forgotten it! I'm just really, really lazy with stuff that's not on a dead line. Also I check all my work so that takes even more time out of my process. Oh well. Thank you for reading the first installment of this story :)