‘You and Ezio are in a bath together, his hand going up and down your thigh slowly. You leaned back against him, his skilled fingers doing circle motions against your clitoris as you let out a shaky moan. Unexpectedly, his fingers slid into your vagina as you gasped, the knot in your stomach growing. “Ezio..ah..!” you moaned out as he added a digit. “Il mio amore, lasciati andare..” he whispered huskily, and those words made you immediately release onto his fingers, adoringly kissing each other.’