I’d love to come home after a long day’s work find Ezio and Arno waiting for me to keep them company~ 😉 I’d love to have these two beautiful men pamper me, and massage the day’s aches and troubles away from my shoulders, and when I’m comfortable and relaxed, I’d sandwich myself between them, and let them have their way with me~
‘A night under the stars, and my head rests on Ezio’s chest. I can feel the slow rising and falling of his chest, and his hands gently trace their way through my hair. Each star we see that illuminates us just counts another reason as why I love him. He draws me closer as a cold breeze goes across our skin, the night colder despite it being summer. I share a content sigh with him. Later, he carries me to his bedroom, a birthday night of love and togetherness locking us together for eternity.’
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I apologise for the delay in this confession’s posting, dear confessor. I hope the edit I made makes up for the holdup. 😗
~ Signora Paola
‘I bet that in Ezio’s birthday Sofia Sartor was waiting for him, naked, in the bed, with a huge smile and telling Ezio to come and devour “his big part of the cake.”’
Confession [@vickapinto]
‘On Ezio’s birthday I would slip out of the bed without him noticing. I would make my way to get the cake I had made for him and were planning to surprise him with it in the bed, but instead hands wrapped around me, one of them finding their way into my panties and lips ghosting over my ear. “Happy birthday to me,” the handsome devil breathed as he reduced me into a moaning mess. Not exactly how I had planned this morning to go, but I wasn’t complaining.’
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Imagine Ezio coming back from a mission in the morning of his birthday and being unaware of it, the confusion in his face as he sees you up and waiting for him to get back. You embrace him, making a quick work of the knots and straps of his robes as you whisper, “Buon compleanno, amore,” kissing his neck and biting into his skin as he shudders and gets to help you with his clothes, discarding them at the feet of your shared bed. “Bella… così bella e perfetta,” Ezio whispers as his lips find your skin, peppering kisses over your bare shoulders, tugging down at your nightshirt to expose your body to him. You rake your fingers through his hair, pushing his hair out of his face as he comes up to kiss you with gentle lips and his hands squeeze your hips, pulling your smaller frame against his body with a low rumbling moan.
His hands slip to part your legs gently so he can settle between them, the warmth of his strong body doing work on warming you up into the cold early morning. Ezio moans, kissing your neck and shoulders as you cling to him in blind pleasure; not able to maintain eye contact as he thrusts slowly and surely, pulling your hair back in order to give him better access to your neck as he makes love to you, hands never settling for too long on one single place as you both shiver and moan into each other’s arms. “Per favore, bella… Per favore,” he pleads into your skin, not sure about what he’s asking for, breathing hitching slightly as you lock your legs behind his hips and Ezio spends himself within you with a needy aching moan; you both orgasming together as the morning comes.
Confession [@thefangirl-that-waited]
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‘For Ezio’s birthday, I would indulge the birthday boy with a relaxing and sensual massage, then maybe do a little wax candle play, finishing off with a blowjob with toys involved. After all that, he’d get to do whatever he likes to me, as an extra treat.’
Confession [@estel619]
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‘Just giving Ezio a shout out for his birthday! Happy early birthday you sexy Italian Stallion! And may you enjoy it with whomever brings you pleasure! 😉 Such as myself… :D’
Confession @chaosbayne
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‘The sun is rising and I’m sleeping peacefully on the bed besides Ezio, who is staring at my sleeping form. His eyes are lustful and passionate as he stares at my peaceful body. He takes the blanket off of my naked body and his fingers gently press into my body. I gasp at this and he doesn’t stop. “Wake up beautiful,” he purrs as I turn into a moaning mess. “Daddy,” I moan into the pillow. As I ride out my orgasm I turn to him. “Wow that’s a way to wake up a girl.”’
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Imagine being homeless and Ezio is being kind to you and lets you join the Creed because of your skills. And after getting close to him you start paying him back by giving him blowjobs anywhere he wants. On his bed, under his desk, even risking it in public adds the excitement.
I would have gladly traded places with Cristina Vespucci when Ezio simply seized her in that busy street in Firenze, and kissed her passionately without caring who was watching. Oh to have a lover like Ezio, and to be the lady that Ezio loves!
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