Bella Notte

There are certain things Ezio would never know about himself, mused Leonardo as he gazed at the noble sleeping soundly upon his chest.

He would never know the way his dark eyes captivated Leonardo's interest for hours at times, having been drawn in by their endless depths.

He would never know how much Leonardo enjoyed letting down Ezio's hair in order to run his hands through the silken strands.

He would never know how much satisfaction Leonardo gained from mapping the younger's body with his fingers as they became one in the most intimate way possible.

And, he most certainly would never know just how hard he had made the painter fall for him.

But, in this moment, as the two lay under the stars above, all that beauty belonged to him, and Leonardo couldn't be any happier.