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[assassino]

[Ezio is thinking about how much better things are as of late. Things are perking up a bit –– not only in the figurative sense, but the literal sense, as well. He may not be able to sleep with his girlfriend, but he can forget about that when he has Lana's mouth traveling down his abdomen and then wrapped around his cock.

That is very nice. Very, very nice. He'd love to return the favour, but he's not going to push his luck.

So there they are, stretched out on the couch together in the aftermath, and Ezio feels like he could do this for hours yet, but cuddling is nice, too. Especially cuddling where he can have his hands on her butt, pressed to her body-to-body.

He makes a pleased noise, under his breath.]

We should do this more often.

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[assassino]

Of course not.

[He smiles.]

I could watch over you while you are shopping, if you would like.

[luthored]

You mean, like a...

[ She pauses, thinking. ]

What was the word, again? Porter?

[assassino]

Yes. It is common work for me.

[luthored]

I'm pretty sure you would be bored out of your mind. You don't have to do that for me.

[assassino]

I would not offer if I did not want to, you know.