"She is the best influence over the both of us and you know it all too well." he murmurs, tilting into the kisses, bringing his mouth around to brush softly against Takeshi's own. The feelings of fingers on his skin makes him feel as though he is melting against him, bodies nearly fused back to front and Ezio catches a lip briefly between his teeth in thought before he laughs softly.

He's slow to turn around, hips keeping cadence with the imaginary music as he presses up close, still hip to hip, but this time lip to lip as well. His fingers are still resting within dark strands as he kisses him slowly, giving the softest roll of his hips now.