‘I remember when I came across AC universe for the first time (a year ago) I was very attracted to the fact that they’re wearing hoods. Then I discovered that they’re not always hiding their faces. It didn’t stop me from imagining different kind of scenarios including Jacob.

‘I was a damsel in distress (lame, I know) who was rescued by Frye from Blighters. I wanted to thank him, to see his face but he said that it might have dangerous consequences. He agreed to take me home, so while we were walking under the lamppost I was bold enough to grab his hood and take it off. Jacob was stunned by this action but gave me a cheeky smile. “You don’t give up easily, do you?”

‘I nodded only because I couldn’t speak properly, exploring his face with my eyes. He was too handsome. “See something you like, love?” Frye asks, making me realize how long I have been staring at him. “Sorry.” “No, I’m… flattered actually. Not that I’m not aware of my looks but every time someone proves it makes my self-esteem increase,” he laughed and I joined him.

‘When we arrived at my flat, I spotted a wound on his shoulder. “I need to patch you right now,” I said, not taking ‘no’ for an answer. “You’re indeed a stubborn girl,” he chuckled but didn’t argue with me. I fetched a bottle of whiskey to work on his wound. Jacob was very calm while I was doing it simultaneously devouring his bare torso with a wicked gaze. I couldn’t stop touching his skin on purpose when he finally noticed it. Our eyes met and next thing I knew was his lips on mine. “Truth be told I’ve been wanting it since I had my eyes on you tonight,” Frye whispered between kisses. “What about your shoulder?” I exclaimed, turning red from his words. “Forget about it. It doesn’t hurt anymore. Especially when such a beautiful girl is standing right in front of me. I want to see the rest of you. Do you mind?” Jacob looked at me questionably. “Not at all,” I answered shyly but was already helping him to undress myself.

‘I was lost in time during which assassin was caressing my whole body with his hands and tongue. He made me feel alive once again. I was so aroused that I begged him to stop teasing me and to get down to business. Jacob laughed and did what I asked. He entered me slowly but confidently, retrieving a satisfied groan from me. We both were moaning in unison as Frye was fucking me faster and faster till we collapsed onto the wet sheets, hugging each other. “Blimey, you were good,” Jacob bubbled after catching his breath. I smirked at him, sliding my hand down his navel to stroke his limp cock that was getting harder from my ministrations. “Let me reward you, my hero.”

‘Needless to say it was very hot in my room that night.’

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