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Oh you do~

It's just

~collar~

will need a tad bit more caring

I see.

As you cared for me at the hotel.

[Just in case you needed a reminder, it comes with a picture attachment - a close-up view of the scars that now rest upon his neck. A perfect imprint of someone's teeth.

Strange.]

Yess

precisely like that

[And as a tease, Ezio gets a picture of Noctis laying on the bed, hair messy and biting his lip, but shirt slipping down his shoulder and showing off the white marks on his own neck.]

Perhaps you should come over.

So that I can care for you properly.

Perhaps I should

And I will

if you fill that awesome bathtub of yours for us

[Sex in bathtub, y/y?]

Feeling dirty, your majesty?

[Fuck yes.]

If you saw images and thoughts in my head

you'd be feeling dirty too

Pick one.

Let me help you live it.

[Along with the text comes a picture of the nearly filled bathtub - and there may have been a bath bomb dropped into the water, don't judge him.]

Well one of them you are fulfilling right now

the second one involves your office desk

and me bent over it

or laying on it

[He's on his way~]

Stay with me tonight. And I will have you again in the morning.

Spread out on my desk with your legs on my shoulders.

You better keep your word

Or I'll tie you to the bedpost and not let you come for an hour

Is that supposed to be a threat or a promise?

Both. Definitively both. I'm at the door~

[And true to his word, he enters the house with a rattle, grinning from ear to ear.]

[Instantly there's the patter of little paws clamoring against the hardwood floor, skidding to a stop directly in front of Noctis, meowing up a storm. Obviously, it's been roughly two hundred years in kitten time since he's seen his other daddy.]

Looks like someone has missed you. [Ezio's echos downwards over the large space, leaning against the railing that leads back into the loft and his bedroom. And most importantly, his bathroom with that amazing tub Noctis wanted to try out so badly.]

Hey darlings, [Noctis chuckles, taking off his shoes and then picking up Valentino. And yes, he said it in plural. That was for you too, Ezio. The black kitten, of course, is the first to get his attention though. Because it's been two hundred years since he got the pets.

With a smile, he walks over to Ezio, scratching Valentino behind the ear and pressing a smirking kiss on his boyfriend's lips.]

Only him?

[Valentino has a very difficult life. Very neglected. Totally unloved. Forced to eat the very best kitten food the city had to offer and spends every night asleep on Ezio's pillow. And he only gets pets for four hours every day.

Please help him.]

Not only him. [Denying that he missed Noctis would be a lie, and out of everyone, he was one of the only people Ezio was completely honest with.]

[The totally unloved kitten gets another nuzzle from Noctis before he puts him down on the floor. Because his boyfriend probably won't be satisfied with just a simple peck on the lips.

Noctis grins, wrapping his hands around Ezio's neck and leaning fully against him.]

Missed you too, mentore.

[That poor kitten, in all his neglect, scampers off to play with the quickly growing mountain of toys that have been purchased just for him.

Ezio's own hands fall onto Noct's hips, fingers flexing softly once, twice, as the space between them closes and that title is uttered and it makes his own lips curl upwards into a smirk.]

What would my student like to learn today?

[Noctis' fingers play with Ezio's hair, while he pretends to think what he would want.]

I want to learn whether that tub can actually hold both of us.

[He requested it and he's not backing out from it whether they can or cannot fit. But if he saw correctly, then it's big enough.]

I'm really curious.

Then allow me to satisfy you.

[His hold falls away from Noctis, catching one of his hands within his own at the last moment, fingers interlocking perfectly, as though they had been created solely for this purpose. Body twisting, he leads them to the stairs and up, past the bed they so often share and into the already prepared bathroom.

Candles flicker, casting a soft glow around the room, heat from the scented water rising into the air invitingly.]

[Noctis grins as Ezio leads them up the stairs and into the bathroom. However, the scene that awaits him is not something he expected to see. With a soft hum, he lets go of Ezio's hand and shrugs off his jacket, letting it fall to the floor, as he approaches the bathtub.]

My boyfriend is such a romantic...

[He looks over his shoulder and smirks, pulling the shirt over his head and tossing it away.]

[For a long moment all he does is watch, brown eyes slowly darkening with each piece of clothing that falls away. No matter times those inches and inches of beautiful pale skin were revealed to him, he was always completely entranced by it, unable and unwilling to look away.]

Your boyfriend loves you.

[That word spilled forth so easily now, falling from his lips as his fingers began to work upon the buttons of his shirt, shrugging it off and letting it land where it may.]

[He's doing all of this slowly, and on purpose, because he knows that Ezio is watching him intently. And it makes tingles go all over his skin and down his back.

Still not facing him, he starts working on his pants, with a small chuckle.]

Loves me? Mmmm... [he kicks off the pants to the side and turns around to walk up to him.] And Ezio's loved back. With all of his boyfriend's heart.

[Thumbs hooked into the waistband of his pants, tugging them down slowly before letting them fall into the pile along with his shirt, leaving him completely bare.

It's instant, the way he reaches out for Noctis, the way his arms wrap around him, drawing him in. The way his heart skips a beat as skin presses against skin. The way everything within him positively lights up, sings in delighted pleasure and makes him never want to let go.]

Ti amo con tutto il mio cuore, bello.

[Noctis visibly shudders the moment their skin touches, and he doesn't even bother to hide how much he loves the contact. How much he soaks up the warmth of Ezio's skin, of how much his body gets riled up in pleasure every time the fingers cross over his hips, his waist, his back.

Ezio speaking to him in Italian is probably the most wonderful thing ever, but it's the 'bello' that always gets to him. It always draws out a shy, yet happy smile from him.]

Kiss me...

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