∞ Duplicity Dom / Sub Finder + Overflow

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EZIO AUDITORE

Are you alright with your partner being an assassin who randomly disappears for long spans of time to go operate in secret? Then this man is for you. 6'1, 170 pounds of pure, charming Italian fuck boy. Benefits of being his submissive include: always being protected, being well taken care of, occasionally crawling into his bed for cuddles, and him treating you like the most precious thing on earth. Downsides include: What is monagomy, is that a plant? Kind of bitter about love at the moment, has more baggage than an airport.

Basics

⤷ 43
⤷ Dominant
⤷ Heterosexual (Yes)
⤷ Info
⤷ Kinks

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[There is nothing he would love more than to take her to her bed and do unspeakable things to her. But there would be time enough for that later, once what he had in mind for her was finished.

There was a table near the edge of the room, the height and style of a modern kitchen table, surprisingly strong and solid. Instead of taking her to bed he carried her towards it, slowly lowering her onto the expanse, pulling her towards the edge so she was just barely perched upon it.

And the entire time his lips never left hers, a series of short, intense connections.]

[falselife]

[ Too preoccupied with kisses, Juniper doesn't even register where he's taking her until he's setting her down, the cold hardness of the table against her bare skin surprising her.

But, she doesn't ask what he's up to. She just goes with it, placing a hand on the table to steady herself, and makes a little noise that leads into one of her light hearted laughs when he pulls her closer to to the edge. ]

Bored with beds now, too?

[ Not that she seems to mind, with that tease in her voice and the playful way she seems to look at him. ]

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I think you will like what I have in mind.

[That was one of the many reasons why he was so fond of her - the way she could tease and play so easily. Everything came so naturally with her, flowed so perfectly. It was the reason he had come back to her, and would again and again, whenever she called.

His lips move away from her mouth, across the line of her jaw and down the slender collum of her throat, alternating between light, fluttery kisses and soft nips with sharp teeth.]

[falselife]

Ah, will I?

[ Teasing again, as she's quite sure she'll like whatever Ezio does with her. Juniper's hand finds the back of his neck (a place that, the more he's with her, the more he'll find she enjoys touching), and she tips her head back, baring her neck for him willingly as he kisses his way down her throat. The lighter kisses are ticklish, almost, and there's something about that she seems to enjoy that, too. ]

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[How could she have possibly known that first time they were together exactly where to place her hands to turn him on so much? It's impossible to stop himself from arching into her touch, from releasing a soft sound against her breast as her fingers graze over his skin.]

Do you doubt me, Bella?

[It's very clearly a tease, a part of their little game that they're playing - but there's a dark edge to the words, to the way his eyes fall on to her, one that says he's completely ready for whatever challenge she might give.]

[falselife]

[ Absolutely not, is the answer to that question. She doesn't doubt a thing about his experience or his expertise, not after being caught so utterly caught up in him and his whirlwind presence from the moment she met him. But when she grins back and answers verbally, it's a much more subdued but honestly simple, ]

No.

[ Curling her tail around, Juniper gives him a gentle bump with the tip of it. And, curving in a little more, she brings her body a little bit closer to his, clearly eager to give herself to him- but also clearly provoking him when she continues, ]

Just wondering if you're consistent, is all.

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[Truthfully it's a little odd to feel her tail bump against him, to be reminded of its existence at all. It was a relatively easy thing to overcome, to go back to focusing on the beauty she held - both inside and outside. To focus on that challenge that was so clearly being presented.

Her body angled towards him in offering and he pointedly glanced downwards, taking in what she was so generously giving him.]

Perhaps we should find out.

[Even as he spoke he was lowering himself onto his knees, hands grasping her thighs and spreading them apart.]

[falselife]

[ The response he receives is that laugh of hers, accompanied by a grin that only grows wider once he sinks to his knees before her, nudging her legs open further so he can nestle between them. Now this- this is a sight she enjoys, one she'll remember for quite a while. ]

I'd like that.

[ There's something expectant and excited in her voice that she can't mask, and her fingertips running through his hair are light, but encouraging. ]

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[She always plays that card against him, the one where her fingers slip into his hair and he can't help from give in to anything she wants from him.

The smirk that appears upon his face is one of confidence bordering of cockiness, lips seeking out the supple flesh of a thigh, teeth nipping against the expanse as he slowly works his way upwards.

Only to stop directly before he reaches her heat and repeat the same teasing path on the other.]

[falselife]

[ It's one of her favourite places to touch, and if it's extra effective against Ezio, then she is absolutely going to use it to her advantage.

Juniper shifts a little under the attention of his mouth, the nip of his teeth as he works his way closer to her center, resisting the urge to let her anticipation make itself known with another little squirm when she can feel his breath, warm and inviting, against her- and then he's switching to her other thigh instead, and Juniper makes a mock-annoyed sort of noise, bumping his shoulder gently with her foot. ]

Tease. [ Says the tease herself, failing spectacularly to hide her grin. ]

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[He can't blame her. After all, he memorizes each and every place on each of his lovers that makes them cry out and uses it against them at every opportunity.]

Payback, Bella. [For the picture, mostly. For tricking him. But honestly, he didn't mind overly much, considering she was currently laying bare and open before him.

Teeth sunk into the supple flesh of her thigh, before glancing upwards, normally honey brown eyes naked slightly from his desire for her.

And then his mouth found her heat, tongue finding her clit and flicking the tip against it.]

[falselife]

[ A grin touches her lips and she's about to say something more, she really is, but he silences her with the press of his tongue. Or he silences her words, at least - she is most definitely making a noise, a sharp intake of air in response to that first teasing touch, accompanied by a little jolt of pleasant surprise that runs through her thighs.

Her nails, manicured now and more rounded than they had been last time, graze against him as she flexes her fingers in his hair- a wordless do that again. ]

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[She can likely feel more than see his amusement, a soft chuckle rising from his lips, sending vibrations through his tongue as he presses it against her. A series of slow, long circles followed by quick, teasing flicks, resisting the urge to arch his head back into her touch, far too focused on giving her this pleasure than seeking out his own.]

[falselife]

[ Oh, oh, and he's good at this too, of course he is good at this too. He's teasing her still, with those flicks of his tongue, but he also gives her more than that, and it's the alternating between the two that gets her the most.

It's what makes her squirm and desperately want more. The longer he works her over the more he'll be able to hear those breaths of hers, increasingly short and heavy as a familiar feeling of warmth builds in her body, builds between her legs where Ezio is so whole heartedly directing his attention. ]

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[Ezio was the sort of person who had the overwhelmingly annoying habit of being good at everything. And if, per chance, he found something he wasn't good at, he could practice until he had it mastered.

And he had been practicing this for a very long time.

The way her breath changes only spurs him on, only makes him apply firm pressure with his tongue as his body shifts, as he slips two fingers into her tight, wet heat, curling upwards and thrusting slowly.]

[falselife]

[ Oh, she can tell. She can definitely tell.

And she's trying to be good, she really is, but her fingers tighten in his hair anyway when he presses firmer against her. There's the press of fingers too, something much harder to keep her composure against, something that leaves her moaning out a pleased sigh when they push inside of her, breathing out something that sounds vaguely like his name. The curl of his fingers as he works her over, it's much too difficult to not shift her thighs in reaction, seemingly having a hard time reminding herself to not melt right off the table he's placed her on. ]