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"Amato, come here."
"Hmm?" Ezio looked up from his reading to see Leonardo standing in front of one of his works in progress, arms crossed over his chest. "Is something wrong?" he asked as he made his way over to Leonardo.
Leonardo let out a frustrated breath. "I require, hm, inspiration."
"Really? How can I help?"
Ezio shivered at the hungry look in Leonardo's eyes. The normally gentle man was a predator now, gaze stripping Ezio of all his layers and penetrating his soul. Leonardo placed a hand on Ezio's shoulder, lightly pushing down, and Ezio didn't get down on his knees so much as fall, legs buckling under the heady weight of Leonardo's lust.
Desperately fumbling with Leonardo's belt and pants, Ezio just barely freed his cock before shoving as much of it into his mouth as possible. He was drooling around the cock in his mouth, and he just started bobbing his head, but Leonardo just gripped his hair and shoved Ezio down to the hilt before holding him there. Taken by surprise, Ezio gagged, throat convulsing around Leonardo's cock, making the artist moan in appreciation.
Grabbing at the artist's thighs, Ezio closed his eyes and made his throat relax, breathing through his nose. He could feel the cockhead twitching in the back of his throat, and Ezio hummed and licked circles on the underside of the cock until Leonardo came down his throat. Ezio's own cock was filling at the feeling of Leonardo's cum filling his stomach, and he leaned to the side to rub it against Leonardo's shin.
Leonardo had started painted again, one hand gliding a brush over the canvas while the other stayed in Ezio's hair, holding Ezio's mouth firmly on his soft cock. He paused only for a moment to grab a cushion from somewhere past the easel, dropping it next to Ezio and motioning for him to kneel on it. Ezio sat on the cushion, still rocking his crotch against Leonardo's leg, pressing his face harder into Leonardo's groin when he came in his pants.
Leonardo returned to painting as Ezio breathed heavily through his nose, settling in to wait while Leonardo added whatever he needed to to the painting. The hand in his hair moved down to cup his cheek, rubbing circles around the bulge around Leonardo's cock. Ezio let himself drift, languishing in the feeling of holding his lover close, letting his mind empty, inhaling the musky scent of his groin.
Inspiration, huh? It was good to know Leonardo was just as horny as his lover.
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