"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.

Ezio groaned and tilted his head back onto the bed. Leonardo was hitting that perfect spot inside of him, the one that sent pleasure arcing through his body. He pulled the artist down for a kiss, wrapping his arms around Leonardo's head and holding him close. Leonardo's hands were clenched tight on his hips, pulling him to meet each brutal thrust.

"Nngh, there, Leonardo... haah..."

Ezio yelped as Leonardo's mouth clamped down on a nipple, back arching as he started to suck. He was falling apart, mind turning into mush under his lover's skilled ministrations. His hands clung desperately to Leonardo's back, nails digging into the skin. Ezio closed his eyes, relishing in the feeling of Leonardo's cock splitting him open, stretching him beyond his limits. There was a glorious ache in his backside and his cock was drooling over his stomach.

Leonardo pulled off the nipple with a gasp. "Ezio! I can use a helical crank!"

Ezio slapped his hand over his face. "Not- hn- now, Leonardo." He wrapped his legs around Leonardo's waist, pulling him in closer and pushing up into his cock. The heat in his gut was growing larger, and he was so close- Ezio let out a growl of frustration when Leonardo stopped.

"Just imagine, I could set the gears perpendicular to each other, then-" Leonardo started pulling out, still muttering.

The assassin flipped them over, slamming his hips back down onto Leonardo's with a moan. "You can go back to breaking the laws of science later, amore, but right now you're supposed to be breaking me." Ezio grabbed Leonardo's hands and pinned them above his head, leaning over him with a hungry grin. "Come on, fuck me, Leonardo."

Leonardo gave his lover an indulgent smile, planting his feet on the bed and thrusting up. "You're insatiable."

Ezio gave a noncommittal hum, leaning back and pinching his nipple again. It was still slick with Leonardo's spit, and he whined when Leonardo sat up and pulled the other into his mouth. His cock shifted inside Ezio, sending shivers up his spine and making him clench down. Leonardo grabbed Ezio's hips once again, lifting him up then dropping him.

The orgasm washed over Ezio like a tidal wave, the man shuddering and sighing at the wet warmth filling him as Leonardo also let go. He dropped onto his side on the bed, groaning at the feeling of Leonardo's cum dripping down his thighs. Leonardo climbed out of the bed, muttering to himself about this or that invention, and Ezio sighed, letting himself drift to sleep.