‘Attempting to teach Altair to swim, pulling him back to the shore, catching Altair by surprise & pinning his body to the muddy bank, our lips would be locked & we would embrace & grind on each other, removing the rest of our clothes in the process. I would have my hand in his hair running through it & gripping it, rubbing mud into his beautiful brown hair. We would make a mess in the mud fucking, we would be completely covered in it. Our appearance upon return to Masyaf would likely spark many questions ;)’