[Ezio x Reader Fanfic] May the father of understanding guide us

38} Marred Skin

I tricked myself into thinking I'd be revising but I have time for a wee update now, thanks for sticking with me!

By the way, this chapter may get a little sexual so prepare yourselves!!!
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(Y/n)'s pov

Me and Ezio sat on the roof until my stomach grumbled.

"Hungry?" He chuckled.

"Shut up Auditore and take me to get some food." I grumbled as he stood up, dragged me to my feet and held me close to his warm body. We stared into each other's eyes like that for a while, content with just being near each other.

"Alright then," he said whilst walking to the edge of the edge of the watchtower's roof and glanced over the edge, "what do you say? Can you trust me again?"

"Tch. It was never a matter of trust I just didn't know you were one of my targets until then." I had said as I walked over to him and wrapped my arm around his body tightly, burying my face in his chest. "Ok you can jump now."

And he did. That wonderful free falling feeling (wow that alliteration tho) erupted in my stomach, my heart rate accelerated and then in the blink of an eye it was over with a sudden, harsh jolt and then the feeling of the scratchy hay underneath Ezio and I.

I had landed on top of him again but this time I was straddling his waist, my hair had fallen over his face and my chest was directly above his blushing face. I too had felt the red heat creeping up to my cheeks and quickly jumped off of him and out of the hay bail.

After that we raced each other to the house, I won of course, and made our way to the dining room, laughing childishly about the race we'd just had.

"I demand a rematch, you cheated that time." He chuckles deeply and I feel an uncontrollable giggle break free.

"Fine, but you'll lose again because I'm so much better than you Auditore." I stick my tongue out at him and turn around to see Maria, Claudia and Mario sitting down at a long, mahogany table.

Mario, sitting at the head of the table, looks uncomfortable and I'm guessing it's because he still isn't over the whole Templar thing.

Claudia, sitting next to her mother on the long edge of the table, her once hostile face quickly morphed into a mischievous smile, what over I can't quite see.

Lastly, Maria. The first look that crosses her face is happy, although it doesn't last long because she soon gasps and rushes over to me, gripping my face in both hands and turning it to examine my new wound.

"Maria, I'm fine really. It's just a scratch, I've had plenty of those." She gives me a disapproving look and a sigh before taking my hand and leading me to one of the seats at the table, Ezio sliding into the seat next to me.

We ate dinner in relative peace with only a few remarks from Claudia about how close we were sitting, which caused more than a few blushes.

After the meal, Ezio excused us and dragged me up two long flights of stairs and finally a ladder.

"Uh, Ezio...where are we going?" I call up to him as his cute, leather-clad butt (...wait...what?) disappears from the top of the ladder and he stumbles around trying to light a few lamps.

"Ouch! Bastardo!" He hisses at the same time as a loud crash sounds from above.

"You alright up there Ezio?" I call, clambering up the ladder and into the dark loft. "Ezio? What happened?"

"Ah ,I'm fine (y/n), I just tripped over tha-"

"Whoa!"

"...that rug."

I don't know quite how it happened, but once again I'm on top of Ezio. I can feel his warm breath on my neck and his hands gripping my waist gently.

"Uh...sorry about that....I didn't notice the...uh...that rug." I say breathily, my heart beating wildly.

"It's fine. Are you alright?" He flips us over so he is hovering over me, supporting himself on his forearms and knees.

"Yeah I'm good... But can we put on a torch or something?" I mumble, extremely awkward with our current positioning, and rolled out from underneath him. Tapping into that strange sight of mine, I look around the room, seeing a few torches dotted around the...bedroom?

I can make out a desk, a king size bed and paintings lining the walls. I pick my way over to the nearest torch and light it quickly, switching off the sight again.

"Since there aren't any more bedrooms, you can have my bed and I'll-"

"No way! I'm not kicking you out of your own bed Ezio." He smirks and steps closer, backing me up into the wall.

"Well then what do you propose (y/n)?" He cages me against the wall with his strong arms, hands splayed on the bricks either side of my head. My heart rate is accelerating quickly and I'm sure my face is red all over.

Without thinking about it, I stand on my tip toes and gently bring my lips to his whilst my arms wrap around his neck. His hands fall from the wall and grip my waist tightly, hard enough to leave bruises.

The once gentle, tender kiss turns into one of lust and desperation, his mouth feeling so good on mine own.

He pics me up and carries me to the bed, sitting down and placing me on his lap, straddling him. His hands trail over my body, removing all of my armour and leaving me in my (f/c) shirt and leather trousers. Ezio kisses a trail down my jaw and to my neck, gently kissing and sucking the (s/t) skin there.

"(Y/n)...I don't want to push you but....I would very much like to....uh..." His cheeks flush Crimson and he stumbles over his usually smooth words.

"It's ok Ezio, I'm ready." I breathe nervously as he starts kissing me again whilst slowly removing all our clothing at the same time. It doesn't take long for us to both be completely unclothed and ready....

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Ahaha sorry to tease you but that's all I have time for.

I also want to know if you think I should actually include a real smutty bit or if I should just leave it at that and skip to after? Your choice guys so comment and I'll do the majority.

Thanks for reading

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