[This dress he doesn't care about- Ezio can rip it to shred for all he cares. His skin is so sensitive though, from being wrapped in warm clothes and now suddenly exposed to cold, only to be teased by mischevious lips. It's enough to drive a man crazy, that's for sure.
He moans softly, eyes drifting to watch Ezio move across his skin- his words paint a beautiful image in his mind and he has to hold himself back from thrusting his hips up and seek what was promised to him.
Instead, he shifts his legs apart, using one to wrap it around Ezio's lower waist, to pull him closer, making his dress fall back up completely.]
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He moans softly, eyes drifting to watch Ezio move across his skin- his words paint a beautiful image in his mind and he has to hold himself back from thrusting his hips up and seek what was promised to him.
Instead, he shifts his legs apart, using one to wrap it around Ezio's lower waist, to pull him closer, making his dress fall back up completely.]
Please...