Feathers

Hello! Here is chapter one of Feathers, normally I don't do extreme weepyness but it might make you tear up, minor spoilers for AC2 tho! Excuse any errors and please enjoy, rate comment or crit!

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Federico just sat in his cell, how could all of this happen? Everything fell apart so fast, so swiftly that he couldn’t have known the end was approaching, tomorrow he, Pertuccio and his father were doomed to die; to be executed for conspiracy against the city and its people-treason. An utterly false charge…

This couldn’t be happening, no…this was a cruel dream and at any moment he would wake up and everything would be as it was. Everything will be fine.

He just wished that he said all he needed to Ezio…but it would never be enough.

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This morning seemed like others, weeks passed since the pleasure den, Lorenzo and his turbulent heart…today, Federico and Ezio finished practicing and were actually bathing together. They were too old and too big for such antics but today just felt like something they needed to do together and Federico loved it, they were cautious as always with their relationship such as it is. Occasional quick brushes against another’s side and Ezio made it worse, he knew his charms well and made sure to completely flirt with his brother any chance he got. Paradise was fleeting but for now, Federico enjoyed harboring himself in this familial Eden, tasting the Forbidden Fruit as much as he allowed.

He no longer considered the hellfire awaiting him for his soul…days like this made hell seem so far away.

“Uccellino...that is what I will call you for now on fratello.” Federico chuckled when Ezio pulled himself out of the tub, the two barely fit in it in the first place but he managed to flail himself out. “My little bird...”

“Culo is your new name..” Ezio breathed and stood up out of the tub, Federico just watched the water cascade off his body, finding the small crevice of his firm rear and sliding down to their end on the floor. It was tempting and Federico slid his fingers at the base of Ezio’s spine, making him jump, “Cazzo! What the-” Federico pulled his brother back down and into his embrace, “Truly, you are a fool.”

“This is what you do to me...this disease of the mind is your doing.”

“We fucked twice already, how else did we end up in this tub together?”

“Do not tell me that the Great Ezio, seeker of indulgences is this easily beaten!” Federico nibbled on Ezio’s earlobe causing the boy to tremble in his arms, for payback Ezio shoved his hands underneath the water and grabbed his brother’s flesh and instantly had it harden. “F-fahh...Dio...your fingers, such...skill.”

“I’m an Auditore, we are skilled in several areas that matter the most.”

Ezio pressed his face against his brother’s and slid his lips downward to his nape, he found the collarbone and licked it slowly while pulling the thickening flesh in his hand. Federico wasn’t trying to be overtaken by Ezio but the more he pulled, the more he found himself not caring and he leaned in the tub as Ezio returned back inside. The water was slowly becoming tepid not that they even noticed, the brothers never argued on who was on top...it was always Federico and he didn’t mind it, he felt that this further attributed his prowess in lovemaking and to satisfy his brother’s hunger was more then a complement.

Their tongues tangled in hot mouths and somehow Federico tasted his brother more acutely, he loved their struggles in kissing because neither relented. They were both weak and passionate, strong and yielding and it was enough to make a lesser person relent but Ezio was a fluttering bird in his kisses. Perhaps it was because he was still young, still maturing, not quite ripe enough...whatever it was, Federico was addicted.

“We will have to be quick, mother will worry and so will Pertuccio.” Federico managed between lustful gasps, Ezio moved himself up on his brother’s body and began kissing him down past his forehead, to his nose, to his lips and further down, he was going to suck him, “E-Ezio...did you even hear...MERDA!” That was the last cohesive word out of his mouth. Ezio TRULY was the master of head, there was no one else that could hope to conquer his ability with his tongue and sucking. Here he was, his head buried underwater and SOMEHOW was able to treat his cock like a piece of candy, Federico could only watch his brother’s head descend beneath the water and rise slowly up so that only his evil eyes peered at him. It was enough to make him come twice and Ezio only succeeded to get the first load in his mouth, the other spray made a small droopy line across the bridge of his nose and right eyebrow. Ezio learned to advert his eyes when doing this act...sometimes he catch it and others he’s hit. Federico looked at his brother as he dove under the water again to clean his face then retreated to his end of the tub, he watched as Ezio spread his legs over the edges and motioned his finger to point directly to his ass.



“Vieni da me fratello..”

And Federico complied, oh did he comply, he barely could control his desire to bury himself deeper and deeper into his brother. So warm and tight, the bathwater was slick enough to make entry easier and he pushed upward; making his waist snake and rock with every sweet shudder of Ezio’s body. Ezio gripped his brother’s shoulders as he felt him tunneling in and hitting his spot methodically, whenever Federico made contact he would push in deeply and rub against it. That ALWAYS made Ezio scream and he knew it, then he forgot something...they weren’t alone in the house so when Ezio screamed servants came running and knocked on the door. It was Annetta.

“Signore Auditore!? Are you well? Signore?” She knocked on the door several times, merda, someone had to answer her, Federico made a ‘mistake’ by pushing into Ezio again,

Ezio gave him a sharp look only to have Federico return the stare.



“Say something Culo!” Ezio whispered.

“I say something last time…your turn!”

“What?! Dio…you are a fool-ahh!” Ezio screeched then managed to compose himself to answer, “It is okay…y-you..can leave!”

“Are you sure? Are you coming down with a fever?” Annetta asked, bless the woman, she was so caring, if only she knew what the eldest sons were doing… “Signore, allow me to check on you, please do not be shy!?”

“Shy?! What in the world do I have to be—ahhhh! Cazzo! Stop!” And Ezio pushed his brother off him and fell over the washtub, he was attempting to go to the door but Federico mounted him from behind, “Ah! Bastardo malato! N-not from behind...ahhh!” He muffled his cries and tried again, “Si, si...no, it is alright, I..knocked my foot against the table! All is well! Please do—ahhh-not-w-w-worry!” Annetta was silent for a while, “Please see to my brothers!”

“Si signore! Excuse me.” Annetta smiled and her shadow vanished from the doorway.

“You are a bastard.”

“You love this bastard.”

“I wonder sometimes...you are more trouble then you are worth fratello.” Federico leaned over and kissed Ezio’s cheek, then slammed himself to the hilt and that sent such a force through Ezio that they both tumbled out of the tub in a soggy heap. “Merda...who is suppose to be the eldest son?”

“The one in your ass, or did I knock you out of your senses?”

“Feh, don’t worry...tonight I will properly take you fratello.” Federico heaved and shot his load inside his brother, “I will show you how it is done.”

“You promise?” Ezio sat up and stared at Federico then gave him a quick peck before grabbing a water jug and rag to clean the mess between his legs, just making Federico want to fill him up just to watch him wipe himself again.

“I promise fratello, you will not travel far tomorrow after I am done with you.”

And Federico couldn’t wait for the sun to go down.

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