Leap of Faith Ezio/Leo one shot. THIS IS NOT NEW. Also have some fan art that was drawn for me.
Here. Have this fixed up fic. Polished up the Italian and tweaked some things /throws. I just needed something to take my mind off of the stress of finals. /flips school. Title: Leap of Faith
Pairing: Ezio/Leo
Warnings: Pure teeth rotting fluff. M/M
“Ezio..I don’t know if I feel safe up here.” Leonardo closed his eyes and took a deep breath. People may have referred to him as a jack of all trades but he was not used to these heights and he was not sure that he ever would be able to get used to it.
“Do not worry. I will not let you fall.” Ezio’s voice floated into his ear and Leonardo had to suppress the shudder that wanted to race up his spine. Any sudden movement and he was sure that they were both going to tumble to their deaths even though he knew that Ezio was the best at what he did.
“I--have no fear of that I assure you Ezio. It’s just my own clumsiness.” Leonardo took a deep breath and tried to recompose himself. It hadn’t been like this before…when he has leant Ezio his flying machine but maybe that was because he had been focused on other things then.
“Non sia impaurito.” Another whisper into his ear and this time Leonardo felt like his legs were going to turn to jelly as he grabbed Ezio’s arm for security. “Just focus on the view, not how high up we are.” There was a smirk in Ezio’s voice, like he could just feel the tension in Leonardo’s body. But despite that, the artist managed to draw his eyes up from his feet where they had been stuck to the truly breathtaking view of Venezia that these types of heights granted.
“Magnifico.” He breathed out the fear slipping away for a moment as wonder took its place.
“Isn’t it?” The assassin curled his fingers in Leonardo’s now and the artist gasped as he could feel Ezio’s armor dig into his back slightly. “Ma non bello come te.” Somehow the sky and the buildings seemed to fade out against the feeling of his lover pressed against him and the tingle of warmth in his stomach at the words that had just been said.
“I--” Before Leonardo could get the rest of the words out Ezio’s arms were wrapped tightly around him and he was lost in the crush of slightly chapped lips against his own.
The feeling was exquisite but as quick as it came it was gone. His eyes fluttered open slightly to see Ezio’s handsome face and those eyes that had just a hint of mischief in them.
Leonardo swallowed hard when he realized that Ezio had them turned around now and the creak of the wood planks they were standing on reverberated in his ears. “What are you doing Ezio?” He tried to suppress the panic he was feeling but it failed miserably.
“You said yourself that you were being stifled by your workshop. That you needed something to get your inspiration flowing again.”
“I assure you Ezio this is not going to help! It is only a temporary block..nothing that will be solved by something like this.” Leonardo pleaded but Ezio only inched back more.
“Basta fidarsi di me.” Ezio tightened his grip on Leonardo now as he pushed forward and fell, the wind rushing past them as he held onto his lover for dear life. The artists head was buried on Ezio’s shoulder and only took a deep gasping breath of air when the scratchy pile of hay cushioned them.
Leonardo’s first reaction was to get to his feet but he found that he couldn’t uncurl his arms from around Ezio’s neck. The hay smelled dry but his friend’s body on top of him seemed to smother all the other emotions that were racing through him.
“Ezio I--” Again he was without words, the rush he had felt during the fall still making his heart beat wildly in his chest.
“So,” The assassin started and cupped Leonardo’s cheek. “What do you think?” His grin widened and stretched the scar and his lip as his brown eyes met the artists wide blue ones.
“I think---“Leonardo shut his eyes and shakily exhaled. “That you are a bastardo.”
This is some fan art that was very nicely drawn for this fic. By iconicdread who is a sweetheart. c: http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/user/iconicdread/
Pairing: Ezio/Leo
Warnings: Pure teeth rotting fluff. M/M
“Ezio..I don’t know if I feel safe up here.” Leonardo closed his eyes and took a deep breath. People may have referred to him as a jack of all trades but he was not used to these heights and he was not sure that he ever would be able to get used to it.
“Do not worry. I will not let you fall.” Ezio’s voice floated into his ear and Leonardo had to suppress the shudder that wanted to race up his spine. Any sudden movement and he was sure that they were both going to tumble to their deaths even though he knew that Ezio was the best at what he did.
“I--have no fear of that I assure you Ezio. It’s just my own clumsiness.” Leonardo took a deep breath and tried to recompose himself. It hadn’t been like this before…when he has leant Ezio his flying machine but maybe that was because he had been focused on other things then.
“Non sia impaurito.” Another whisper into his ear and this time Leonardo felt like his legs were going to turn to jelly as he grabbed Ezio’s arm for security. “Just focus on the view, not how high up we are.” There was a smirk in Ezio’s voice, like he could just feel the tension in Leonardo’s body. But despite that, the artist managed to draw his eyes up from his feet where they had been stuck to the truly breathtaking view of Venezia that these types of heights granted.
“Magnifico.” He breathed out the fear slipping away for a moment as wonder took its place.
“Isn’t it?” The assassin curled his fingers in Leonardo’s now and the artist gasped as he could feel Ezio’s armor dig into his back slightly. “Ma non bello come te.” Somehow the sky and the buildings seemed to fade out against the feeling of his lover pressed against him and the tingle of warmth in his stomach at the words that had just been said.
“I--” Before Leonardo could get the rest of the words out Ezio’s arms were wrapped tightly around him and he was lost in the crush of slightly chapped lips against his own.
The feeling was exquisite but as quick as it came it was gone. His eyes fluttered open slightly to see Ezio’s handsome face and those eyes that had just a hint of mischief in them.
Leonardo swallowed hard when he realized that Ezio had them turned around now and the creak of the wood planks they were standing on reverberated in his ears. “What are you doing Ezio?” He tried to suppress the panic he was feeling but it failed miserably.
“You said yourself that you were being stifled by your workshop. That you needed something to get your inspiration flowing again.”
“I assure you Ezio this is not going to help! It is only a temporary block..nothing that will be solved by something like this.” Leonardo pleaded but Ezio only inched back more.
“Basta fidarsi di me.” Ezio tightened his grip on Leonardo now as he pushed forward and fell, the wind rushing past them as he held onto his lover for dear life. The artists head was buried on Ezio’s shoulder and only took a deep gasping breath of air when the scratchy pile of hay cushioned them.
Leonardo’s first reaction was to get to his feet but he found that he couldn’t uncurl his arms from around Ezio’s neck. The hay smelled dry but his friend’s body on top of him seemed to smother all the other emotions that were racing through him.
“Ezio I--” Again he was without words, the rush he had felt during the fall still making his heart beat wildly in his chest.
“So,” The assassin started and cupped Leonardo’s cheek. “What do you think?” His grin widened and stretched the scar and his lip as his brown eyes met the artists wide blue ones.
“I think---“Leonardo shut his eyes and shakily exhaled. “That you are a bastardo.”
This is some fan art that was very nicely drawn for this fic. By iconicdread who is a sweetheart. c: http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/user/iconicdread/