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[ Lucrezia blames this on boredom, or curiosity, whichever you prefer.

She has a small wooden box in hand, another present since he so disliked the previous one, not that this one is intended to appease him, not precisely. She knocks softly twice, checking to see that the hallway is clear. She would not like to be seen. ]

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As much as I love to please, sometimes I would have all the attention. So on those nights, I drink my best wine and think about all the beautiful women I know. I think of the things we have done, and the things we haven't done... especially the things I would like to do with them.

[ Lucrezia is gleeful, innocently it seems, but that's only the illusion she's crafted. ]

What would you like to do?

It depends on the woman. Some women, I would like to pull aside in an alley, so that the thrill of being seen is near us. Other women, I would have up against a mirror, where we can both watch her in a moment of passion. Others, we could see how fast we could have each other in the elevator, before someone else comes in. There are many possibilities.

[ She leans closer and her smile is knife-sharp. ]

What about me?

[His smile grows tight.]

I would have you in the light, instead of in darkness.

So you could see me?

That would be the idea.

And what do you wish to do?

I did not get to put my mouth to you last time.

When you had gotten a mask for that purpose, too.

You noticed.

[ She smirks. ]

What a pity.

For you, you mean. It may be my fantasy, but you are the one who has never been tasted. [Smirk.] Unless your Narcissus...?

[ Ezio, no. This whole conversation is an exercise in hiding how much certain things affect them. She draws back slightly, and takes a moment to speak. ]

It is still your fantasy.

[He nods.]

Of course. As I cannot have you in life, I will have you in dreams.

[ She reaches for his chin so she can place a thumb over his scar. A signature. ]

Only because of your pride.

[He doesn't move away.]

Only because I haven't been tempted.

[But who is he kidding? He can feel his blood rushing.]

[ Oh, she knows. ]

What else would you wish to do?

I would tumble you in your own bed, while your brother is unaware in the next room.

[Because fuck Cesare and not literally.]

[ Lucrezia chuckles. ]

While he listens in the next room.

While he bangs on the door.

[ She tips her chin up, and presses her thumbnail against his scar though not hard enough to hurt him. ]

You would do it only to spite him.

[He chuckles.]

That part, yes.

But there is more.

[ She watches his lips. ]

Tell me.

I would have you and Stephanie at the same time.