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[heloise]

[ 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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[heloise]

So you could see me?

[assassino]

That would be the idea.

[heloise]

And what do you wish to do?

[assassino]

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

[heloise]

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

[assassino]

You noticed.

[heloise]

[ She smirks. ]

What a pity.

[assassino]

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

[heloise]

[ 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.

[assassino]

[He nods.]

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

[heloise]

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

Only because of your pride.

[assassino]

[He doesn't move away.]

Only because I haven't been tempted.

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

[heloise]

[ Oh, she knows. ]

What else would you wish to do?

[assassino]

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

[Because fuck Cesare and not literally.]

[heloise]

[ Lucrezia chuckles. ]

While he listens in the next room.

[assassino]

While he bangs on the door.

[heloise]

[ 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.

[assassino]

[He chuckles.]

That part, yes.

But there is more.

[heloise]

[ She watches his lips. ]

Tell me.

[assassino]

I would have you and Stephanie at the same time.

[heloise]

[ Wait till Stephanie hears this... ]

You would taste her too?

[assassino]

Would you be too jealous, for there to be a third?

[heloise]

I would not be jealous if you please me well.

[assassino]

That was never something you needed to question.

[heloise]

Is it? [ She draws her hand back. ] I question it now.