Blame siberian74 for the continuation of this story. :)
She wanted a scene with Federico/Ezio. And then have Vieri beaten up by over protective brother Federico. D:
So, this chapter will contain incest. I admit the scene between the two is not very good, and it's fairly short, but I'm still trying to get comfortable writing stuff like that. Let's see how I did.
Federico stared after Vieri's retreating figure before turning to Ezio.
"What was that about?"
Ezio ignored him."I don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh, come on. Don't be like that." Federico gave his brother a playful shove. "If you like him, you shouldn't be embarrassed about it."
"What? What gave you that idea?" Did he not hear the way Vieri threatened to kill him? How could anyone like that thing?
Federico placed his hands on his brother's shoulders, taking great fun in the whole thing. Usually, when he caught Ezio kissing someone, it was a woman.
"Ezio, I'm your brother. I would support you no matter what you do." He grinned. "Or who you-"
Ezio held his fist up. "Go ahead," he said, angrily. "Finish that sentence."
"I would've if you hadn't interrupted me."
"Look, just forget the whole thing."
"Forget it? Why, my brother has found his special someone. This is cause for celebration." He nearly lost his footing as Ezio shoved him.
"You are impossible to reason with when you're like this."
"Hey. You can't blame me for being curious. You would want to know what was happening if it were me that had been on him."
Ezio made a face, not liking the mental image.
"Actually, no, I wouldn't," he said, as he started to walk off.
"Where are you going?"
"Home," came his curt reply.
This whole thing was idiotic. Ezio couldn't believe any of it had happened. Vieri was crazy, and as much as he wanted to knock him out good, Ezio really didn't want to go anywhere near him. He wanted to forget about the whole awkward thing, but knowing Federico, he wasn't going to be forgetting anytime soon. He didn't want to deal with his brother's teasing, but it would be hard to explain that he basically just got molested. Ezio would rather his brother be immature about the whole thing, than to act like a concerned parent. He didn't want him to worry, and especially over something so embarrassing.
Ezio didn't get more than a few steps when Federico called after him. He should have known better than to try and ignore his brother. Federico couldn't stand that, and would pester him endlessly until he paid attention to him. Despite that, Ezio was sure as hell going to damn well try. He even had his escape route all planned out, but before he could run off, Federico grabbed his wrist.
The burn from the rope hurt, and he flinched. It wasn't even a big movement, but Federico noticed right away, and he quickly let go, his brother pulling back to rub at his wrist. It was like Federico was just remembering how Ezio had showed them to him earlier, and he had brushed them off to make a joke. He looked up from the reddened skin, and into his younger brother's eyes.
"What happened?"
"I told you, nothing."
"And this?" Federico scooped up the rope from the ground where it had been discarded earlier. "This is nothing?"
Ezio shrugged. It wasn't a big deal. He had gotten out of it, and shown Vieri up. Federico did not need to know the details.
Federico caught on quickly, though. He made the connections between what he seen earlier, Ezio's reluctance to talk, and Vieri's violent anger. He gave him a blank look before his eyes narrowed.
"Hold on a second."
He turned, and marched off in the direction Vieri had gone. Ezio made a hasty grab for his arm.
"Wait. What are you doing?"
"Nothing." Federico grinned, sounding all too innocent, like he didn't want to see some bloodshed, but his brother wasn't fooled.
"Don't. Just let him go."
"Let him go? Ezio, now is not the time to joke around." After all, he could probably still catch up to the dirty coward. "Tell you what, I'll let you get in the first shot."
Ezio looked thoughtful for a moment.
"Hmm. Tempting, but this is my fight. If I let you go, there will be nothing left of him for me."
Federico nodded unable to stay upset for long.
"You're right, but I'll gladly dirty my hands for you. Just this once."
"Good to know that you'll sacrifice your slacker image for my sake."
"And that's what brothers are for. So, can I least pin him down or something?"
"As much as I appreciate the offer, I'll take care of him myself." Ezio looked off into the direction of the Pazzi family's palazzo, and he cracked his knuckles. "Don't worry."
Federico had a mischievous look on his face. Seeing as Ezio wasn't going to let him get at Vieri anytime soon, it only made sense to have fun now.
"Oh, I'm not worried." He slung an arm around his brother's shoulders, and Ezio noticed the rope hanging from his draped hand. He turned his head to tell Federico to get rid of the damn thing, when he was grinned at mercilessly. "But you should be."
Ezio's eyes widened at the glint in his brothers eyes. He felt the grip on his shoulder tighten, and he quickly broke free.
"Don't even try."
"I'm not allowed to make an honest effort?"
"Not where anyone could see."
Federico huffed, and grabbed his arm to pull him protesting to the side of the building.
"There," he said, pleased to have shadows covering them. "No one can see."
"Hey," Ezio pulled from his grip, taking a few steps back. It was like he walked away from one molestation into another. "Did you not see what just happened to me?"
"All I saw was you making out with Vieri."
"That wasn't –no, see-" Even though he knew Federico understood, and was just being an irritating jerk by pretending not to know, it was still hard to admit that, yeah, he had kissed Vieri. Yuck.
Federico leaned against the wall.
"Right. Now if you were a better liar, I might believe you." He shook his head in mock disappointment. "And you looked so into it too."
"I was trying to get back at him," Ezio said, insistently.
"And I'm sure you showed him a thing or two, like why women actually chase after you." Federico made a face. "I hope he doesn't start doing that as well. I have enough trouble competing with the women for my baby brother's attention. Now the men?"
"Shut. Up."
It made Ezio feel completely unnerved at the way Federico actually fell silent, and when his brother starting glancing between him and the rope in his hands, Ezio felt even more so.
"As much as I hate to admit it," Federico said, thoughtfully. "Vieri had a good idea going."
He pulled the rope tight between his hands, and Ezio snarled at him.
"If you touch me with that..."
Federico tossed the rope at him without warning. All Ezio did was give him a blank stare, the rope having landed over his shoulder. Federico laughed.
"Would've thought you would've screamed like it was alive or something."
Ezio flung the rope to the ground in contempt. He wanted to burn the damn thing!
"And you!" He rounded on his brother, whose eyes widened innocently.
"Me? Oh come on." He waved his hands to show that he was harmless. "I'm just making sure you're not running off with another guy." He sauntered over to his fuming, younger brother. "I would be horribly jealous, you know." The next thing he did, was lean in close to Ezio's face, a sly smirk stretched on his lips, and with a half-lidded gaze that almost made Ezio swallow in anticipation. "I think I'm going to have to prove to you that I kiss better than Vieri."
"Knock it off already." Ezio wasn't really upset, but he still felt the need to defend himself. "I was trying to scare him."
Federico nodded, and made a noise of sarcastic agreement. He then swiftly kissed Ezio before he had a chance to protest, but Ezio wasn't one to turn down something he so enjoyed, even if his brother was annoying him. He was so caught up in the kiss that his brother's hands were partly into his pants before he noticed, and he started to help working at his brother's to get the both of them free. Once they were out and pressed together, Federico's hand covered and slicked them both with their precome, with Ezio shuddering as their skin slid warmly together.
"Damn," he whispered, before his brother pressed his mouth against his again. Eyes sliding shut, he lost himself to the sensations, letting his brother do all the work of jacking them both off. After all he had to go through, he felt he at least deserved that.
His hands curled around the back of Federico's neck, fingertips in his hair. He pulled him tighter, breathing him in, and taking in his sounds through parted lips. Ezio loved hearing his brother groan against his mouth, loved his desperate sounds when he pulled away, and Federico had to chase after him. Most of all, he loved the way his brother had to try so hard to catch his breath. It never failed to give him that jolt, deep and low in his stomach, blood pounding harder within him, to know how much he affected Federico.
Ezio clutched tighter to his brother, hips rising into Federico's hot grip as the friction became smoother. Fingertips ran along his length, his brother's thumb coming up every so often to play with his tip, pressing around circles maddeningly slow. He bucked harder to let him know that he needed more, but Federico only grinned against his lips, and stilled his hand. Ezio groaned, feeling the ache of needing more movement.
"Federico."
Fingers cupped the back of Ezio's neck, and he was pulled harder against his brother's mouth, teeth scraping against his, and a tongue sliding inside. A soft warmth flooded his entire body, which only added to his aching arousal. Ezio tilted away from the assault on his mouth, breathing hard.
"Come on," he said, desperately trying to get his brother's hand to move.
It stayed there, encasing them in heat, tightening them together to feel each twitch and throb from their sensitive skin, and it wrenched a groan from his throat.
"You always do this."
He felt better knowing that when Federico spoke, he was having just as hard a time, having to pause every so often to breathe shakily.
"Just trying to get my brother to slow down, and enjoy the things around him. Is that so wrong?"
Ezio tried to thrust harder, but Federico pinned him to the wall.
"You're such a bastard," he growled, and Federico laughed.
"I love you, too."
Ezio had enough of his teasing, and he grabbed up the both of them, a shaky hand over his brother's hand, forcing and guiding him to fucking move. Breaths hitched, and Federico jerked from the added touch against his own length. He finally relented, and moved along with Ezio, whose head fell back against the wall. Federico pressed the side of his forehead against Ezio's, feeling the heat of his skin, and enjoying the intimate closeness.
They both were becoming undone as they sped up, noises and whispers falling from their lips. Their bodies tightening as they arched jerkily into in each other. Soon, it was all they could do to just breathe as their nerves hit their breaking point.
The night air was cooling the two as they came down from their high. Federico was lying on his back, stretched out comfortably, with Ezio's head resting on his stomach. He started playing with his brother's hair as Ezio drifted off. It wouldn't be the first time they fell asleep against each other in a place that wasn't their beds.
Watching his brother's relaxed face, Federico had a hard time accepting that someone had tried to harm him in such a violating manner. What made it worse was that he had not shown up in time to prevent it, and protect him. He knew Ezio was more than capable of taking care of himself, but it didn't stop Federico from wanting to track Vieri down, and seriously teaching him a lesson.
Federico started to wonder if it would be easy to take him down. With the way Vieri ran wild and loud in the city, it was almost as if no one cared to put a leash on him. Federico's eyes automatically went to the rope on the ground: Vieri's rope.
His fingers paused in Ezio's hair. The grin that appeared on his face was his usual one. It marked him as playful and mischievous, but his eyes held something different, something dark and malicious.
Federico was not a vengeful person, but there was something very appealing about having Vieri completely at his mercy in perhaps the same way he tried to do with Ezio. It would be a sweet lesson for him to learn from. Federico reached out, and grabbed up the rope, taking care to not jostle his brother.
He couldn't wait until tomorrow. It was going to be fun.
