Ezio lightly dabbed a cloth against Leonardo's forehead where the bleeding was at it's worse, sighing as the artist pulled his head away. "Keep still, Leonardo." Leonardo looked up at him, looking sorry for himself. He had his shirt off so Ezio could look at his bruises. Luckily, nothing but his nose was broken but they both knew Leonardo was very lucky.
"I'm fine, Ezio. It is not that bad."
"Not that bad?" Ezio snorted. "Leonardo, your face is cut, your body is bruised and your nose is broken."
"Si, si but it could always be worse. They could have used swords or-"
"They were trying to kill you, Leo. Because of me. Because I am a wanted man and I put everyone I know in danger." They stared at each other for a moment, both knowing it was true. Ezio started to clear the blood from his lover's forehead again in silence. Leonardo sat there, feeling completely useless. Ezio laid a gentle kiss against Leo's temple, causing the artist to smile.
"You should lie in bed," he whispered into his temple. Leonardo groaned. "No complaining," he grinned. "You may be older but I am the caretaker here."
"Can you carry me then?" Leo turned to look at the assassin with pleading eyes, jokingly.
"Ugh, I suppose I could. But you see... My back is rather sore from all this running and-" the assassin stopped talking at his lips met with the artist's. A hand was gently stroking Ezio's cheek, halting then moving to the back of his head, the kiss deepening. Ezio picked the artist up, their kiss still wrapped his legs around Ezio's waist as he easily took the pair upstairs.
Once reaching Leonardo's bedroom, he gently placed the blonde man on the bed, pecking his lips a few times. "Now you must rest."
"But Ez-"
"No buts. When you are better, we will do that. But until then, rest." Leonardo sighed and rolled over. Ezio leaned down to place a light kiss upon Leonardo's cheek. "I love you," he chuckled, returning downstairs.
It had been a week and a half since Leonardo got attacked. Ezio refused to leave his side even though he received messages that they needed him. It was only for meetings though. Cesare was not even in Italy at this time. The order had nothing really to do apart from a few minor tasks. Ezio told them to give the little missions to the new recruits as it was a good way to help them.
Ezio would bring up food up to Leonardo, a little extreme for someone with only a few cuts and bruises. But Ezio could not help caring for Leonardo. He had known him for more years than he can remember and loved him for two. He was Ezio's best friend and lover and he would do anything for that man. The big, bad assassin controlled by a vegetarian artist. He found it funny but he knew it was true. Though, he did not think Leonardo knew. He always thought Leonardo was quite oblivious to house could be burning down and he would not notice, probably. But that is what Ezio loved about Leo. Ezio loved everything about Leo.
Ezio came upstairs with some vegetable soup with bread and cheese, gently opening the door with his hip. He placed the tray on the beside table of Leonardo, the artist still asleep. Ezio moved to sit n the edge of the bed, his hand gently stroking the blonde hair out of his lover's face.
"Leonardo?" he said softly, nt wanting to startle him. The artist let out a sleepy moan, a sharp intake of breath used as he turned to slowly look at Ezio, his eyes still half closed. The assassin smiled. "Good morning. I brought you some food."
"Ezio, again? I have told you that I am fine now. I can sort myself out."
"Si but... As you are getting better, I thought I might not ignore those letters anymore. And I wanted to treat you well on my last day." Leonardo stared at the assassin, his face falling slightly.
"Oh, okay. Well," he put on a smile, hoping Ezio would believe it's true. "It's about time you left. You've been clogging up my workspace." Ezio snorted.
"Ha, sorry," he grinned, noticing Leonardo's unhappiness but not wanting to upset him further. Ezio gently stroked the backs of his fingers down Leonardo's cheek, pinching his chin with his thumb and index finger. He smiled softly down at the artist, tilting the blonde's head back lightly and softly placing his lips upon Leo's.
The pair closed their eyes as their lips connected.. Leonardo tilted his head as to deepen the kiss, lips now gripping each other rather than resting upon each other. His hands moved to Ezio's cheek as the assassin dropped his hand to support himself over the artist, still only perched on the edge of the bed. Leonardo's lips parted slightly and his tongue gently brushed against Ezio's lip, asking for entrance to his mouth. The assassin complied, greeting Leonardo's tongue with his own.
As the kiss got more passionate, Ezio was forced to move above Leonardo, his knees by Leonardo's side and his elbows by the artist's head, hands gripping at his hair. The artist had his hand up Ezio's shirt, running them up his sides to his back, his fingers tracing over the scars.
Their lips parted in the need of air, the couple staring at each other, their hearts racing. Ezio removed the cover from between them. He looked down at Leo's body which was only covered in loose fitted trousers. Ezio was wearing tighter trousers and a loosely fitted top that he usually wore under his robes.
The pair's lips collided again, returning to a passionate kiss. Ezio moved fully over the artist, pressing their hips and groins together, moving to change the pressure on Leo's groin as the kiss changed pressure. There was now a healthy sized bulge pressing against Ezio, who was not too far being fully erect himself. Ezio grinned as the kiss slowed its pace and lowered a hand between them. He pulled his head back slightly, causing Leo to sit up more as he kept the kiss alive. Ezio gently tugged at the loose ties of Leonardo's trousers, giving just a little more room so he could slip his hand into them. Leonardo let out a little gasp as Ezio's hand wrapped itself around him. Ezio grinned, his lips moving from Leonardo's lips to his neck, nipping at the skin, leaving red marks along his neck and shoulder. His hand was gently massaging Leo. Leonardo moved his hand to the back of Ezio's head, his eyes closing and heart pounding.
Even though this touch was not much, it meant a lot to Leonardo. His love for this man was stronger than he had ever felt for someone. He loved this man and had done since the day they met all those years ago.
Ezio's mouth had moved from the skin at Leo's neck to that on his navel, kissing around the path of light hair growing down. A small whimper escaped Leonardo's lips as Ezio gently put Leo's member in his mouth. Leo gripped desperately at Ezio's hair. He wanted this to happen but not so soon because this always happened when Ezio was about to leave. He enjoyed it but he always ended up being crushed at the end of it all. Ezio would leave him at the end and would return God-knows when. Why does something so good have to lead to something so bad?
Leonardo's eyes opened as Ezio's tongue flicked over the Leonardo. He whispered Ezio's name as he pulled Ezio's head back and off him. Ezio grazed his teeth along Leonardo gently as his head was pulled off. Ezio gazed up at the slightly sweaty artist. Leonardo growled slightly. "If you're going to leave me, we're doing this properly." Leonardo roughly pushed Ezio onto his back, forcing his hips up so Ezio was at a fold, supporting his front weight with his elbows, bending further to open his entrance. Leonardo grasped his lover's cheeks, digging his nails into the skin, trying to cause a little pain for him as revenge for leaving. Ezio hissed and turned his head to look at Leonardo. "You're hurting me, Leonardo. Ah- please. Stop it."
"You know what," he moved his nails anyway and held his hands on Ezio's hips. "I will not stop. because you hurt me every time you leave me. It hurts so badly. You had forever to tell me you were leaving today but you didn't." Leonardo pushed Ezio onto the bed and stood up, pulling his own trousers on, his eyes dampening. "Get out, Ezio. Please. Just get out."
Ezio stared up at Leo who had looked away by this point. He wasn't joking. Leonardo had never reacted like this before. Maybe it was because he was so peaceful. He had to get angry once in a while. Ezio slowly stood, still staring at his lover. He pulled some trousers on and went over to the blonde man, pulling him into a tight embrace. One that Leonardo didn't return the hug as a soft tear ran down his cheek. Ezio sighed and pulled away, moving to pull his armour on. He walked down stairs and into the street, looking up at Leonardo's window to be met with the sounds of a sobbing man, causing Ezio's heart to sink. He'd caused someone he loved pain. Again.