“I like to imagine myself on the Animus Island, and Clay sitting on the edge of it, like he’s waiting for me. I kneel in front of him and kiss him, rubbing him through his pants. When he tries to pull away, I just press into him harder. Eventually he just gives up and let me touch him all over. In the end, I ride him so hard, that he screams in ecstasy so loud he ends up glitching us both to different parts of the island.”

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