A/N: The translation of the few Italian words will be below at the end of the chapter. My apologizes if I didn't put a lot, the huge truck that is laziness drove me over a few times so yeah (x thanks for your understanding!

Chapter 1 – Kinds of Books

They had decided to restart their challenges after Ezio had told she'd never have the guts to make a leap of faith. She had gladly accepted with a grin already seeing in her head his face once she'd splash in the water. So he had taken her to one of the highest tower of Venice, the Campanile, and had pointed down at a cart full of hay saying there was where she had to land. Her eyes had widened and she forgot how to breath for a short moment.

"Aren't we jumping in the water?" she questioned and looked around as she contemplated the way too small square that was way too far away of her actual position.

"Water? No bella, it wouldn't be called a leap of faith if it was in water!" He laughed at her expression as he put the hood over his head and readjusted his sash. "You must have faith in yourself… and into the cart!"

"But I can't do that it's hella too high!" She took a few steps back and leaned on the concrete beam behind her and let herself slid against it until she was sitting down.

"So I win again?" He rose an eyebrow in her direction, but her eyes were still focused on the full moon ahead of her. "And you're a pussy hole?"

Instantly, her eyes shifted from the moon to his that were masked by the shadow of his hood. "I'm not a pussy hole!"

"Well that's not what you show me right now, cara." Ezio walked to her and sat by her side with his arms around his legs brought to his chest. "So you're one and you have one." He looked at her with a smirk.

His lips were the only things that she saw in the moonlight, but it didn't stop her from frowning at his cockiness.

"What? You don't like it?" she questioned more in annoyance than as a real preoccupation.

"I haven't seen it yet to complain, but I'm sure I'd enjoy to…" Again, a smile curled his lips as he tried to imagine what her secret parts would look like and where would be her sweet spots.

"You can be such an asshole sometimes, Ezio," she said as she looked away.

"That's because I do have one," he paused for a moment as her head turned again to look at the horizon. "And so do you."

Rosa turned her face to him with annoyance and anger all over it. "Okay now you listen to me, assassin prick. I don't know what's the sense in that, but that's irrelevant and childish so get rid of your silly jokes or I'm gone."

He looked down feeling stupid as he realized that she was right. "I'm sorry…" He felt his cheeks burning as her voice echoed in his ears, again and again. Her wise words had totally shut him down, but he couldn't let her win without a certain satisfaction. "It's just that I like pussy holes…"

He felt her gaze turning on him as she spoke and his eyes were secretly looking in her direction from beneath the hood as his head was still toward his feet. "What kind?"

"All kind… and I miss both of them." His cheeks burned some more as hers did the same, but he didn't see it.

"I feel like you have a lot to say about that…" she sighed as she waited for his story to begin.

"I do," he said as he straightened his back and cleared his throat as he turned his head to look at her. "It's a hard job I do and I don't have much time for myself. I was so busy lately that I didn't even have time to visit the courtesans so sometimes you know I have to…" he made a movement with his hand to explain, but she frowned and he sighed as explained it with words. "Jerk off…" His head found back the ground as he felt ashamed of having confess that. Then he felt really stupid about it.

She lightly backed off her head, surprised of his sudden confidence and a thought flashed in her brain. "Wait, you do that while you're working?" she asked afraid of the answer, but still curious.

"No."

"But you spent the last couple of nights with me…"

"And it's been the longest nights so far."

"Oh, I'm sorry." She also looked down, now ashamed of have kept him from pleasuring himself.

"But not in the way you think."

Ezio looked up at her and when she felt her neck burn she turned her face to meet his eyes now shining in a yellowish colour. Eagle vision. "It was a torture to be close to you but not being able to feel you closer to me, to touch, to smell you. When I'd wake up with you accidentally in my arms it'd be the best way to wake up, ever, no matter what time it is." Their glow quickly faded away as he brought a hand to her cheek and caressed it with his thumb. A shy smile curled the side of her lips as he gently pressed his forehead against hers and whispered a simple, "Te amo, Rosa."

"I love you too, Ezio," she whispered back as she felt tears forming in her eyes at his confession.

He moved his head closer and allowed his lips to brush onto hers before parting a bit to kiss her. She kissed him back as well as he placed his other hand on her hip. Her back being away of the beam and him no longer supported by something, her weight made him lean back until he was laying down and she was now atop him. They let themselves go on deeper and deeper in the kiss as the heat began to rise inside them, the heat of the fire consuming their needs.

Rosa felt his bulge growing up on her thigh and pulled away with wide eyes: he wanted her. "Is your previous offer still on the table?"

His eyes widened as well as he realized just like her previously that she had needs in need to be satisfy. "Absolutely."

They both stood up and Ezio grasped her hand as he rushed the edge of the tower, ready to jump, but he felt a resistance on his arm. He turned around. "I still can't do it," Rosa rubbed her arm feeling weak.

He placed both hands on her shoulders and said on a calm tone, "It's fine, I won't force you, bella. I'll be in your room in a moment."

She looked up at him with a tempted smirk. "The first one to arrive gets to take the lead?"

"What a lovely idea," he kissed her forehead. "Can't wait for it," he smirked and jumped off the edge and into the cart.

Rosa leaned forward to see only his head out of the hay and noticed a smile on his lips. She slowly shook her head with a smirk, not even surprised he had taken that path to make is way to her room as fast as possible. She walked back to the wall they had climbed up to get up there and took her time throughout the process of her way back to the guild. If there were something she'd definitely let Ezio win, it was the race that would allow him to take the lead of her body. She wasn't the kind to sell herself to a man, but she knew he'd pleasure the two of them better than she would. Of course, that didn't mean she wouldn't do a little strip scene to tease him before the act. In fact, it would even be favourable to the both of them.

Once she was at the guild, she met a few thieves in the stairs and the hallways she crossed to get to her room. All noticed her facial expression somehow revealing what was upcoming – a wide smile and half closed eyes already filled with ecstasy –, but no one could exactly figure out what it was. Her fingers touched the knob of her door and her heart sank as she took a deep breath, realizing what was about to happen to them. Then she stopped her hand as it was in the process of opening the door as the thought of him not already being there crossed her mind. She redid her path in her head and felt like it was too fast; she had used a lot of shortcuts Ezio probably didn't know about which made her save a lot of time.

Rosa awkwardly walked back in the hall and found every reasons to busy herself for a moment to make sure he'd already be in her room when she would. She looked for Antonio to ask him if she could help him with something, but a young man told her he was gone on a date. She sighed and faced the fact that she had to go to her room. As she was on her way back, she stopped in the middle of the stairs and her eyes widened as she realized that it was more stress than actual hope of having loose the challenge. She had made love only twice and was afraid that it'd still hurt and also at the way Ezio would take care of her during and after, if she was just like his other conquests – a night of pleasure, maybe two if he liked it and then no news for the next years until he'd be back in town with balls full of seeds in need to be released inside someone – or if it was real love.

She awkwardly climbed up the last stairs and made her way through the hallways as, again, her mind shifted on another thought. She wouldn't have let herself fall for a sweet gentleman with a whole lot of pick up lines reserved for naive women. She hadn't fell into his trap and he hadn't force her: hadn't forced her to lay down next to her, it actually was her who invited him. He hadn't forced her to kiss her back on the roof, it just happened because they both needed it. And he hadn't forced her to cross the line they were about to cross, she actually had asked for it. Of course, men of his kind were easy to read, but she hadn't read him the way she had read the others who had tried to conquest her heart before. She had read him like an open book that revealed her everything about the most random things in his life instead of a book that basically revealed the general stuff everybody knew already. Ezio was so far the best book she had read, she had to admit, and that thought cleared out all her worries. She was now ready for the big thing as she turned the knob and opened the door.

Translation:

Cara – Dear

Bella – Beautiful, Beauty

Te amo – I love you