‘Arno arrives back from a mission to his room in Cafe Theatre to find me sprawled out on the bed, naked and waiting for him. Smirking, he undoes his breeches only enough to bring out his cock, keeping the rest of his Assassin robes on while I eagerly take his rigid length into my mouth. After I pleasure him, he mounts me there and then on the bed, never uncovering his hood, while I’m practically shivering in delight as I he treats me to the sight of his handsome smirk while he thrusts into me.’