‘While trying to focus on some work, Altair walks in and is becoming impatient, whispering thoughts into my ear while I try to focus with the heat pooling between my legs. The night results in him beneath my desk, in my robes with two very wet fingers between my legs. Soon Im shaking so much I can’t write straight and focus as desirable images flash in my head of him lying on the bed nearby.’

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While working on this confession I remembered that I made an Altair fanart way back in 2011 that I never posted on the internet. So I’m using this opportunity to finally post this. o/

~ Signora Paola