Moon: Smut...takes time. This is a purely smut chapter and I did my best on it. I hope you all enjoy the pure pure pure smut I have delivered and I will now relax a bit.
Disclamer: I do not own anything from Assassin creed.
Go slow
Putting Desmond down on his bed, Ezio reminded himself to be careful. Not only because this was most likely the other's first time but because of the thigh wound the younger one was sporting. He didn't want it to reopen and therefore take longer time to heal. And he didn't want to hurt Desmond either.
He undid and got out of the robe, leaving him in his pants as he knelt down on it, placing one arm on either side of Desmond's head. Desmond peered up at him nervously. "Don't fear Desmond, I will make sure you enjoy this and do not feel pain." He murmured, kissing him gently, stroking the others cheeks and pressing a kiss to the young ones forehead.
Desmond made a low noise and nodded slowly. "Just...I never...not with a man I mean." He managed to get out and Ezio chuckled softly. "Then I am honoured that you would allow me this." He moved his lips to the others lips, kissing him deeply once again, one hand moving down and gently spreading Desmond's legs so he could lay between them.
The feeling of Ezio ontop of him like that, between his legs, gave Desmond a feeling of electric fire going down his spine and to every part of his body. Warm and jittery at the same time. Nervousness and anticipation curled in his stomach, making him stare up at Ezio when the man pulled from the kiss to let Desmond breath before diving in for another, once again mapping his mouth out carefully with experience.
Desmond understood with sudden clarity just how this man was able to get so many women. His charms were backed up with skills and he loved the feeling as hands carefully undid the vest and then slowly slid under the shirt, fingers curiously and carefully exploring his stomach. Desmond shivered a bit in pleasure at how nice those calloused fingers felt.
Ezio hummed against the others mouth and moved from lips to the others neck, starting small marks on the skin that was fairer then his own. He latched onto the spot where neck and shoulder meet, biting and sucking carefully as his fingers slid over the others dusky nipples, provoking a happy moan from Desmond.
It made the Italian shiver at how erotic it sounded and he struggled to hold onto his sanity and control. "Tu sei una vera prova di controllo mio passero." He breathed out against Desmond's neck before sitting up and pulling Desmond up a bit, removing the others vest and shirt swiftly, smiling to him.
Desmond stared back, flushed in arousal and shyness. He suddenly felt flabby. He knew he wasn't but compared to Ezio...gods above.
Ezio pulled him into another kiss, this one gentle and loving. "None of that mio passero. Leave your thoughts behind and just feel." He murmured while rubbing the others narrow waist with his broad hands as he kissed him.
'If I melt anymore from him, I'll become a Desmond puddle on his bed.' Desmond thought with a low moan as Ezio pushed him back down on the bed again, those experienced teasing lips going right for his neck again before starting a path down his chest with nibbles and licks that involved a occasional bite that provoked moans from Desmond.
The hands never stayed still either, they were busy caressing Desmond's waist and then getting dangerous close to the area the younger man wanted it most that was straining against the borrowed pants he had been given.
Ezio glanced up as he came to Desmond's navel and grinned at the flushed sensual look the other was sporting. How adorable.
He flickered his tongue over Desmond's navel and then dipped it into it, mimicking the action he really wanted to do to the younger one. Desmond groaned and ran his fingers through Ezio's hair, watching him with large eyes as Ezio gently bit his navel while cupping the others clothed erection with warm hand, rubbing lightly before sitting up and resting his hands on the pants edge.
"Your permission mio passero." He murmured huskily, his eyes darkened with lust but unwilling to go further without Desmond verbally telling him it was alright.
The lither man squirmed a bit, taking a deep breath before nodding. "G-Go, please Ezio." He asked he asked in a husky whisper, biting his lips. Ezio leaned down and gave him a kiss, his fingers unlacing the others pants before carefully slipping them down Desmond's legs, taking particular care with his left one to avoid the bandages.
Desmond felt a slight sting as the other removed them before relaxing, going dark red as he now laid bare before the Italian assassin, feeling his rowing eyes on him, taking in every details of him.
"Beautiful." Ezio murmured, fingertips stroking the inside of Desmond's thighs, causing goosebumps.
"I-I'm not really beautiful, beautiful is for girls." He protested quietly, only making Ezio chuckle softly before the man leaned down, taking Desmond's erection in mouth, causing the novice to cry out in pleasure and arch under the ministrations of the man on him.
Ezio held Desmond's hips down firmly as he sucked and licked, teasing the underside of what was obviously a sensitive member, stealthily reaching for the jar of oil he kept in the bedside table and bringing it closer to himself.
Desmond didn't notice at all, busy swimming in the pleasure that Ezio's hot wet mouth was causing, gripping the sheets heavily. "Ezio...oh god, Ezio." He moaned loudly, giving a scream of pleasure as the assassin hummed around him in approval.
With his tesoro fully distracted, Ezio took the chance on dipping his fingers in the oil generously and then bringing one finger to the others pink bud, rubbing it gently. Desmond tensed up for a few seconds before melting again as Ezio hummed around him again while slowly pressing the finger in.
'Damn he's tight, I'm going to have to be very careful with il mio passero vergine.' Ezio thought and then searched for that one spot that would make Desmond forget about the pain and make things easier.
Desmond made a low noise of discomfort before crying out in shock, his whole body spasming as Ezio touched something inside of him. Oh god was that how his prostate felt to be touched!?
He lifted his head as Ezio pulled of his erection, lust dark eyes meeting each other as Ezio grinned up at him. "That is your prostate passero." He murmured in a husky voice, stroking over the button again to provoke the same reaction from Desmond who arched with a moan, all pain forgotten in the haze of his pleasure. "Its good, si?" Ezio teased without expecting any answer.
He kissed the others hip before sitting up, wiggling his finger around before adding another slowly, using Desmond's prostate to keep him distracted while he stretched out the younger man. Desmond squirmed under the feeling, his erection bobbing with pleasure as Ezio managed to fit a third finger inside of him while grabbing the jar again and coating his own erection with his free hand.
Ezio chuckled at the loud whine the younger man let out when he removed his fingers, leaning down and kissing Desmond while getting in position, lifting the others good leg up on his hip to make sure he had enough space yet still didn't jerk his bad leg around to much.
"Mio tesoro." He whispered lovingly against Desmond's lips before slowly pressing inside, hissing at the heated tight velvet that slowly wrapped around him. Desmond yelped and wrapped his arms around Ezio's shoulders, clinging to the other, burying his face into the man's shoulder as he was stretched further around the others large member, Ezio whispering encouragement and soothing words into his ear while he totally filled his young lover.
"Mio passero, shhh, I wont move until you say now." He rubbed the others sides, murmuring into the others ear, waiting for Desmond to get used to him, to get used to the object inside of him. Though it was hard, his love was just so tight around him and Ezio held onto only shreds of his sanity.
Desmond gripped Ezio's shoulders tightly, breathing hard against it. "T-That was not the same as just fingers." He whispered, trembling a bit.
Ezio kissed his temple, giving a strained chuckle. "Relax Desmond, it gets easier, just relax." He murmured, reaching in and turning the others head into a kiss, hoping to god he could distract his young lover so he would relax quicker.
Desmond latched onto the kiss, closing his eyes. The burning where he and Ezio were connected were slowly receding and he shifted a bit, gasping slightly when the others erection brushed against his pleasure spot, his own erection bobbing at the feeling.
"Ezio...move...please move." He mumbled against the others lips and Ezio slowly did as told, pulling back and then pushing in, groaning at the feeling. Desmond squeaked and arched a bit, moaning happily as Ezio once again brushed against his prostate.
Ezio gave a husky dark chuckle at the cute squeak before really going in for it, starting a steady rhythm of pushing and pulling, sucking on Desmond's neck to leave a large hicky on the others neck. But he knew he wouldn't last long with how good the other felt around him and reached between them, cupping the others jerking erection, hoping to bring him over first.
Letting out a loud keening noise, Desmond nails bit into Ezio's shoulders, scratching lightly with a loud moan. It just felt so good, Ezio thrusting deep and hard into him, his lips and teeth biting at his neck, the others strong body above him, against his.
Ezio growled and shifted a bit, aiming straight for Desmond's prostate as hard as he could.
The coil that had been gathering in his stomach snapped and Desmond cried out in bliss as his orgasm hit him with the strength of a freighter train, his nails drawing down the older assassins back, drawing blood.
Ezio groaned and trusted in as deep and hard as he could, following his younger love over the deep end with a deep rumble of pleasure, his hands clenched on Desmond's hips, holding him still as he kissed the other deeply, both panting hard.
"Tu sei una meraviglia mio carissimo tesoro." He mumbled against Desmond's shoulder, smiling slightly at the low mumble of pleasure Desmond let out at that.
"I should be angry you went first but that was a arousing scene to return to." Desmond squeaked and looked to the door, seeing Altair with his arms crossed over his chest, smirking lightly at them, his amber eyes filled with desire as they captured Desmond's.
Ezio chuckled as he slowly pulled back, pushing his sweat slicked bangs back with a small smirk as he looked at the leering elder. "Desmond is still here so if he agrees, you might get to try too." He teased, stroking Desmond's knee gently as he pulled out of him, chuckling properly as Desmond let out a whimper of loss.
Desmond blushed, staring at Altair who made his way over and sat down on the bedside, the Syrian reaching out and cupping his cheek, stroking the flushed and sweat soaked skin with his thumb.
"Will you allow me the same pleasure you did Ezio, usfur?" He murmured huskily, his eyes promising Desmond the same kind of pleasure Ezio had given him as he leaned closer to the man, his breath wafting over Desmond's kiss swollen lips. His mouth dried up, Desmond nodded with a low meep noise before the assassin covered his lips with his own, kissing him with passion and lust. And behind those emotions was love and longing that fueld the Syrian who took Desmond's hands and guided them to his robes.
Desmond took the hint and slowly searched for how to loosen weapons and the robe.
Ezio sat back, watching the two.
Altair meanwhile let his hands roam Desmond slowly cooling body, setting fire to his nerves once again. He tugged on the robes more heavily, making a low noise of frustration. How the hell did he...
The older one chuckled and pulled back, smirking at the whimper of loss Desmond let out as he stood up and got himself out of the robes, dropping it and his weapons on a chair before going right back to the nude man on the bed.
He occupied the space between Desmond's legs and caressed his sides with his fingertips, smirking as it made the other squirm. "Lets get you ready again." He growled before leaning in and biting down on the others neck. Desmond yelped in pain and wrapped his arms around Altair. "Ah...that hurt Altair." He winced and got a chuckle in return. "I'm sorry usfur. But Ezio has already marked you, it was my turn to give one too." He teased and Desmond huffed before moaning as the other went right down and wrapped his lips around a dusky hard nipple.
If he wasn't already hard as it was, the moan that came from Desmond would have sent Altair's blood right to his groin as he continued teasing the two hard pebbles for a bit, accepting the jar of oil from Ezio when the Italian held it out.
Thanks to Ezio, he wouldn't have to stretch the other but he wanted to touch, to tease their sparrow. He dipped his fingers and easily slipped two fingers inside of Desmond, chuckling at the creaminess that coated his fingers instantly as he wiggled them around.
Under him, Desmond moaned loudly, feeling his prostate being brushed again as Altair played him like a well tuned instrument, getting their younger lover ready to go again.
Impatience hit though and Altair pulled back his fingers, coating his own erection and quickly lifting the others leg up around his waist while getting into position, slowly filling Desmond up with his own length.
"Hobi...you are wonderful. You feel wonderful." He groaned as Desmond clung to him, jerking his hips to try and make the other move. But Altair would not be rushed and he bit Desmond's neck in scolding. "When I say usfur." He growled into his ear and then teased the others lobe.
Desmond whined and looked up at him in desperation, wanting the other to move already. "Altair, please, please." He groaned, giving a sharp cry as the man trusted right into his prostate on the first try.
"Like so usfur?" The older one growled into his ear, repeating the action. Desmond bucked as best he could to meet the trusts of the man. "Yes! Altair!" He cried out with pleasure, hands digging into the Syrian's flesh as he felt his mind swim with pleasure. "Harder!"
Altair groaned deeply and gave the other his wishes, thrusting hard and deep inside of him, his lips dominating his young loves, as if he was trying to steal Desmond's heart through his lips!
He let his head fall back, arching his neck as he cried out in pleasure. "Please!" Desmond was already sensitive from his previous orgasm and it wouldn't take long for him to hit anther peek of pleasure and go over.
Altair growled and leaned in, biting down on Desmond's neck again, spearing the other hard on his length. Hard and fast, thrusting right into Desmond's prostate, making sure he got the other as loud as he could.
"Close, just...Ah! Just a little more!"
Desmond shook, eyes going wide as Altair bit down hard, triggering his release. With a second orgasm, Desmond coated his whole stomach with his white essence, moaning as he felt Altair following over with him, shaking and panting hard at how good he felt, his whole body feeling like jello.
A low, dark chuckle made him look up as Ezio moved closer and gave him a kiss.
"We aren't done yet passero." He murmured, his dark eyes full of promise of a long night of pleasure.
Altair lifted his head, smirking. "Yes, the peacock is right, we are far from finished hobi."
Desmond whimpered in bliss at that thought as both of them descended on him again.
Translation:
Tu sei una vera prova di controllo mio passero = You are a real test of control my sparrow
il mio passero vergine = my virgin sparrow
Tu sei una meraviglia mio carissimo tesoro = You are a wonder my dearest treasure
Hobi= My love
