[If he had been aware of how this particular outing was going to end, he would have dressed more suitably. Which definitely did not include his robes, with all of their clasps and layers, yards on top of yards of fabric that were meant to protect him, but often only got in the way during the most intimate of moments.
She pushes and his first instinct is push back, to bring her into some battle for dominance. But it's so easy to figure out where she's trying to lead him, to give into her insistence knowing what awaits them on the other side. To let his fingers go to the ties that hold on his belt, to begin to undo them. But it's difficult when her extremely talented mouth is so distracting.]
[ It doesn't take long to reach their destination, not that she would have minded getting creative, but for the sake of being comfortable in their exploration and fun and more, her bed would allow them much more room.
Her attention was now only divided between kissing him and undressing, rather than those things and navigating. A good thing, too, because she remembers all too well how many layer he has to work through, even though she'd only seen him in full armor once, maybe twice. It was such a regal sight, it's not something one simply forgets. When Ezio's own hands find his belt and begins working the ties open her hands pull away, pull down enough to help with slipping it open once the ties are loose and done with. One obstacle down, still so many layers to go, especially in comparison to her simple attire. She's in her water tribe clothes today, the simpler ones. It won't take long for her to get undressed, meaning she's free to focus on him for now.
He'll feel her lips curve against his, quietly amused at something, tone teasing when she steals her mouth away from his long enough to breathe out the words- ]
And to think it's usually me who's wearing too many layers.
[ Before sealing her lips to his again, tongue teasing, playful and inviting. And there's still the armor at his shoulders, on his wrists, across his chest to worry about. She's sure they can make quick enough work of it all. ]
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She pushes and his first instinct is push back, to bring her into some battle for dominance. But it's so easy to figure out where she's trying to lead him, to give into her insistence knowing what awaits them on the other side. To let his fingers go to the ties that hold on his belt, to begin to undo them. But it's difficult when her extremely talented mouth is so distracting.]
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Her attention was now only divided between kissing him and undressing, rather than those things and navigating. A good thing, too, because she remembers all too well how many layer he has to work through, even though she'd only seen him in full armor once, maybe twice. It was such a regal sight, it's not something one simply forgets. When Ezio's own hands find his belt and begins working the ties open her hands pull away, pull down enough to help with slipping it open once the ties are loose and done with. One obstacle down, still so many layers to go, especially in comparison to her simple attire. She's in her water tribe clothes today, the simpler ones. It won't take long for her to get undressed, meaning she's free to focus on him for now.
He'll feel her lips curve against his, quietly amused at something, tone teasing when she steals her mouth away from his long enough to breathe out the words- ]
And to think it's usually me who's wearing too many layers.
[ Before sealing her lips to his again, tongue teasing, playful and inviting. And there's still the armor at his shoulders, on his wrists, across his chest to worry about. She's sure they can make quick enough work of it all. ]