A.N - This is my first AC fanfic so apologises in advance for any Italian that isn't accurate. Italian is not my first language :) Enjoy and please review!

Passing By

Ezio scanned the rooftops of Venezia, hungrily searching for anything that would satisfy him. Sure, there were courtesans, but Ezio wanted something that wasn't so predictable. He sighed; trying to think of anything that would satisfy him, until the next time he was able to just merely wander contentedly, without worrying about any ongoing missions.

Certainly, there were times where being an assassin had its benefits. Ezio grinned at this, thinking about his ability of being able to kill subtly with the use of his two hidden blades. But then they were other times that being alone would take its toll on Ezio, and the need for pleasure was too great to ignore. He grinned mischievously as he suddenly remembered who lived in Venice. Leonardo da Vinci. It wasn't the best solution considering that they had been friends for years, but Ezio's need for pleasure was too great. The consequences of such an act would have to wait.

Leonardo smiled happily as his lover grasped his hand with his strong fingers and clasped it close to his heart. He looked up at Ezio, his brown eyes oozing with love. The artist moved his head to rest on his lovers chest, and peacefully listened to Ezio's heartbeat. 1. 2. 3…

He was in heaven no doubt. This was what he had always wanted ever since Ezio's mother had introduced them to each other all those years ago. Sleep was about to overcome him, and he felt his eyelids get more heavy with every blink he took.

"Mio amore…" Ezio looked down at his lover and kissed his forehead softly.

"Sleep well Leonardo, I will be here when you awake. As always."

Leonardo closed his eyes fully at this response, knowing that Ezio would always be there tomorrow.

A loud knock awoke the artist from his slumber and he cursed silently as he became aware of his whereabouts. These reoccurring dreams had taken their toll on the artist. Often, he would find himself yell out in pain as he realised that his dream was just that. A mere fantasy. It was not reality, and that fact hurt Leonardo more than anything else. Leonardo knew that whoever it was outside was growing impatient judging by the increasing knocks on the door, and so he thought it best if he awoke. Quickly.

Parchments, paintbrushes flew everywhere as Leonardo treaded towards the door, trying to wake himself up and at least, make he look at least presentable.

"Mi Dispiace! I'm coming! "He was stopped short of his sentence when a hurried figure flew past, dressed in white and hurriedly began pacing up and down.

"Ezio!" Leonardo could not conceal his smile and allowed his mouth to open wide with excitement. It had been too long that the assassin had paid a visit to him, and so the excitement was a rare occurrence indeed.

"What can I do for you? Il mio amico are you alright?"

Ezio walked over to Leonardo and stared at him intently. He stroked the artist's cheek softly with his gloved hand, the slight contact making Leonardo squirm softly with pleasure. Leonardo did not know what intentions Ezio had, so he decided to stay put and say nothing. The assassin had a temper and one false move could strike the man into a fury. Leonardo sighed at this knowing full well that before any of this, before any of the murders, Ezio would never think to hurt anyone.

"I have come… for something." Ezio turned around from Leonardo, unable to believe that he was about to hurt his friend.

Leonardo's eyes beamed at this, knowing that the day ahead of him would not be wasted. If Ezio had brought him another codex page, then the day was already set for him. He could have course, got on with some of his commissions, but what fun was that? Decoding a historical artefact proved much more interesting, and lately Leonardo found it to be more challenging creatively. Leonardo moved towards Ezio bravely, trying to eager him on so that he can get to work.

"Another Codex page? How exciting!"

Ezio waved his hand in annoyance at this, and Leonardo hushed quickly, knowing that another careless move would anger the man.

"…Il mio amico what is the matter? Have I done something wrong?"

"No… it's nothing you've done Leonardo." Ezio pinched the bridge of his nose trying to think of something to say to the artist. Anything that would distract him from what he was initially thinking. For he knew that what he was about to do was going to be something he would regret for a long time. He turned to the door, wondering if he should just run out and go to those damn courtesans.

Leonardo walked forward and touched Ezio softly on the arm, trying to eager him into saying something. Leonardo was beginning to not like the silence between them; usually there would be laughter in the air, not silence.

Before Leonardo could register what was happening, he felt something caress his mouth, an intruder's tongue forcing itself in his mouth, passionately kissing him. Leonardo gulped, but allowed his own tongue to play this game that Ezio was playing. Their tongues swirled together in a game of tonsil tennis, each one eager to win the game. Leonardo relaxed into the kiss, allowing Ezio to roam freely with his left hand and underneath the man's shirt.

Leonardo stopped suddenly, and pushed the younger man away suddenly aware of what was going on.

"I- Ezio… what is going on?"

Ezio growled softly in Leonardo's ear, fully aware on how much control he had over the artist. He brushed his lips over Leonardo's neck softly, gently placing kisses to where the sensitive spots lay. Leonardo knew that no questions were to be asked anymore and so he relaxed once again, enjoying these sudden turn of events.

"Leonardo."

Ezio had always said his name with a hint of passion, and Leonardo melted under Ezio's touch as he gently squeezed his nipple from underneath Leonardo's shirt.

"Y-yes?"

He moaned slightly, and raised his legs up to grasp Ezio around the waist.

"I have been lonely for some time now… and it seems that… well…" Leonardo chose to not hear these words, but instead focused on where Ezio's wandering right hand was trying to reach into Leonardo's breeches but with some difficulty. Leonardo struggled to think at this precise moment, the pleasure that the assassin was giving him was much too great for thinking.

Ezio pushed Leonardo against a wall and hungrily kissed him passionately, the need to be fulfilled was too great. The artist's breeches came off in one swift movement, and Ezio's hand quickly grasped the organ that was in front of him. Ezio's eyes sparkled with lust as he skilfully took off his glove with his teeth and began pumping away at Leonardo's erection with his hand. Ezio kept his eyes on the shivering artist, who had his eyes closed. Ezio could feel the heat rising from him, and looked back at the artist who also was hot to touch. He growled as he sucked Leonardo's ear softly, eager to get the artist into a state of pure ecstasy. Ezio smiled sneakily at his ability to make him moan with just one touch. He needed to see just how much, how much Leonardo wanted to be pleasured, how much the artist needed him.

"Look at me."

Leonardo obeyed this command and opened his eyes. Ezio peered into the artist's blue's eyes and stroked his cheek gently. Leonardo gasped sharply as he felt Ezio's thumb brush the tip of his erection, his want for him increasing every second. Ezio growled at Leonardo's moans and felt his lower regions harden more as he pumped faster, each stroke more pleasurable than the last. Ezio's hands were far more skilled than his own, the artist completely in Ezio's control. Leonardo felt the familiar bubbling sensation begin in the pit of his stomach; he did not want to finish like this.

Leonardo found his hands by his side and hurriedly stripped the young man of his armour which fell to the floor with a loud bang. His need to touch him was now much more important. Ezio roughly grabbed the quivering blonde, and swore loudly as his hips bucked against Leonardo's.

The artist winched softly against the movement, and felt his red hat drop off from his head.

Ezio teased Leonardo softly, and murmured in his ear,

"Your poor hat…"

"…I-"

Leonardo stared at Ezio, his mouth unable to fully construct a sentence. Leonardo pushed Ezio away gently, the sudden throbbing sensation down below became too much to bare.

"Leo, I can deal with that…"

Ezio ripped open Leonardo's shirt, the lust in his eyes growing with every movement he made. Leonardo had never seen Ezio so…so demanding before. He wasn't sure wherever he liked this, but decided to keep quiet.

"E-Ezio… please…" Ezio pressed a finger to the artist's lips and sucked gently down his chest, on to his nipple, his tongue swirling around eager to taste everything that Leonardo had to offer him. Leonardo's hands gripped anything they could find, his legs subconsciously spreading more to allow Ezio more access. Ezio grinned at the sudden sight in front of him. He took off the rest of his remaining clothes and hurriedly pressed himself against Leonardo, their hips bucking in sequence as their bodies smashed together. Leonardo muffled sweet nothings in Ezio's ear and wrapped his arms around Ezio's neck, forcing their mouths to come together in pure lust.

Leonardo knew that he had to return the favour somehow and reluctantly pushed Ezio off him once more. Leonardo realised that as soon as he did this, he would regret it. The assassin looked at him with a shocked expression and reached Leonardo's arm.

"Leonardo."

The mere drawl of Ezio's thick accent was enough for Leonardo to melt right there and then. Ezio growled playfully as he allowed himself to be pinned to the floor by Leonardo. Ezio looked into the painter's eyes but could see nothing but excitement. Ezio looked down at his painful organ, the pre cum spilling out from underneath the tip. Leonardo grinned, understanding what is meant to be done.

"Did you know Ezio, that I am skilled in many things?"

Ezio chuckled softly, enjoying the sudden confidence in his friend.

"Well… I know that you are an artist, an architect, an-"

Leonardo placed a finger against Ezio's lips and smiled as he moved down towards his navel, and began sucking gently at the soft skin.

Ezio was about to respond, but his words turned to moans as he felt the artist's hot tongue wrap around his cock, eager to taste everything.

Ezio thrashed around on the floor, his hips bucking against every lick that the artist gave, the pleasure all too much for him as Leonardo began trailing hot kisses down his length. Ezio tugged Leonardo's hair, raising his hips to meet Leonardo's kisses. Leonardo swirled his tongue up and down, eager to please him, eager to give Ezio whatever he wanted.

Leonardo placed his hands on Ezio's hips, causing him to struggle against Leonardo's hands,

making Ezio's moans becoming and more and more frequent. Ezio closed his eyes and gulped, waves and waves of pleasure running through his veins. If Leonardo kept up with this skilled tongue of his, Ezio was sure too come soon.

"ENOUGH!"

Leonardo stopped suddenly, caught by surprise as he found himself being grabbed by the waist by forceful hands and plunged down onto the floor. He laughed at this, and watched as Ezio place two of his fingers in his mouth, lathering them with lubricant. Leonardo's breath came in short sharp gasps as he felt Ezio's hand stretching him from beneath. Leonardo's breathing became soft, and he allowed himself to fully relax for he knew the pain was about to come.

Ezio looked down to Leonardo and stroked his chest lovingly before opening his mouth,

"Mi dispiace if I hurt you… I can not wait any longer…"

Leonardo responded to Ezio's request with a kiss, his tongue hurriedly massaging the younger male, eager to have him.

Ezio, grateful for Leonardo's approval carefully placed himself in position. He raised Leonardo's legs and propped them up on his shoulder. He licked his lips at the thought that in a moment's time, he would be buried within Leonardo's body, and their moans would be all that was needed for him to be tipped to the edge.

Leonardo bit down the back of his hand as he felt the intruder finally push it inside him, granted, there was pain but not a lot. Leonardo felt himself tighten around Ezio's cock, and a sudden wave of pleasure erupted throughout his body as he knew that Ezio had reached a spot where only a man would be able too.

"Ke-keep going…" Ezio nodded and with his permission, pulled himself out and pushed himself back in again.

Ezio closed his eyes for a brief moment, enjoying the feeling, Leonardo felt so tight, virginally tight to a certain extent and Ezio knew that he wouldn't be able to last much longer. His hand gripped onto Leonardo's erection, which had got painfully swollen and began pumping in time to his thrusts, eager for them to finish at the same time. The sounds of their moans filled the room as waves and waves of pure ecstasy began to overcome them. They heard nothing but each other, their senses muffled by lust, each man eager to hear each other's moans before anything else.

Ezio crashed his lips against Leonardo's and groaned deeply in his mouth as he filled Leonardo with his fluid, his organ spent. Ezio's hand still continued however, and Leonardo joined Ezio moments later, pleasure erupting throughout his entire body.

Ezio broke the silence and placed a gentle kiss on his lover's lips.

"Grazie Leonardo. I- well… I needed that."

Leonardo grinned in satisfaction, knowing that his day could not have been better spent.

"My pleasure Ezio…"

Leonardo moved his head to rest against Ezio's chest, but the younger male moved and stood up abruptly.

"I am often away for so long, that I sometimes forget what pleasure is. Leonardo, you have served me a great purpose. I must go now, for there are some lovely courtesans that I must intend too... if you know what I mean."

With a grin, Ezio began placing his armour on piece by piece. It would be another month or so before he would be in Florence, but he could rest happily now, knowing that he was finally satisfied.

Leonardo stared at his lover, unable to understand what had just happened.

"You… You…"

Ezio sighed softly, knowing that in his mind, he was already regretting this.

"Leonardo.

You are a great friend to me, and you have served me as I would have served you if you had been in my position. Please be assured, this doesn't change anything between us. I will come to you if I find more codex pages and are in Venezia."

"So…I… YOU BASTARDO!"

Leonardo shivered as he hugged his knees softly, unable to control his emotions. He closed his eyes, wishing that Ezio would take back what he had said and hug him tightly, wanting his dream to come true. How could Ezio have just used him like that? Leonardo opened his eyes, willingly wanting a mature conversation with Ezio and looked up.

Ezio was gone.