‘This is so sinfully weird but I can’t help but think about how well Ignis (FFXV) and Evie would get along. They’re both intellectual but definitely those “boom bitch” people as well. And I would get along with them, too. On a bed. While Ignis fucks my mouth and Evie fucks my pussy with her tongue. And if Mr. Frye wants to join in, I won’t mind in the slightest. I have a thing for British accents.’
‘I want to be tag teamed by Soap MacTavish and Shay so badly. Their
accents turn me on so much. I want them to talk dirty to me and tell me
what they want to do to me. I want to be on top of Soap while Shay fucks
me in the ass. While they’re both filling my holes I want them to dirty
talk their way through the sex session until we all cum at the same
time. Then we will take a short make out break and we will continue
multiple rounds until we’re too tired and fall asleep in each others
arms. ~🐭’
‘I want a great threesome with my two favorite men who suffered PTSD like I did. Captain Shay Cormac and Commander Cullen Rutherford help me heal as I helped each of them. I could feel Shay from behind me inside while Cullen kissed me touching me. In the end I kissed their scars as they kissed mine on my back and hip.’
Confession [@jeweledfaith]
‘Maria sees something out of the corner of her eye, when a tall, dark figure gets a grip on her wrist and a hand over her mouth. She silently whimpers in pleasure as her free hand unties his breaches and pulls his member out. Altair removes his hand from her mouth only to allow her to suck on his cock. He works her clothes off and after enough arousal he twists her around and slides his cock into her wet, inviting pussy. He again shuts her mouth, as he fucks her cock-thirsty cunt from behind.’
‘I kinda ship Connor with Lafayette (from Hamilton). I like to imagine that after the battle of Chesapeake Bay, they celebrated by making passionate love to each other aboard the Aquila…’
I’m meeting Cleopatra for the first time with Aya and Bayek. I’m nervous, since I’ve had a lot of fantasies about her and I don’t want to embarrass myself. Aya snaps me out of my trance since we have arrived in Cleo’s room. My mouth fell open as we looked at each other. She smirked at me, shooed away her guards and motioned me to come to her. “You’re prettier than I imagined, Aya has told me so much about you,” she said while caressing me. “Aya also told me about your sexual fantasies involving me.” I froze in place and felt my cheeks heat up. “Don’t worry dear, I would like to have you in my bed too,” she said and she started kissing me and undress me. Aya and Bayek watched us for a little while and did the same to each other. We continued on Cleo’s bed. Aya was sucking Bayek’s dick while she was riding my face and Cleo was eating me out. After we switch positions for a while Bayek asks me to ride him.
Hearing him moan and calling out my name made feel so good. Suddenly I feel Cleopatra with (whatever the ancient equivalent is of) a strap-on pushing herself inside my asshole and fucking me from behind. Aya’s hands are rubbing my clit. This is too much for me to handle and I squirt like a fountain and orgasm really loud. I think everyone in Egypt could hear me, too bad for them, this was only round one of many more to *come*. ~🐭
‘I’m no longer too much into the Jacob Frye Hell 😏but I still wouldn’t mind him fucking my ass while Ignis Scientia from FFXV fucks my pussy. Oh yeah.’
So happy to see you in this new level of hell with me, my dear anon. 😏Now the real question is: Who would you rather give dirty talk? Because while I believe Jacob definitely is the master, I wouldn’t quite dismiss Mr. Scientia. You know what they say about still waters running deep~ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
~ Signora Paola
Jacob and I are very committed to each other, but that doesn’t mean our bed isn’t welcome to someone else. The only problem is, we haven’t really found someone who we’re both attracted to and would very much want to share between ourselves.
That is, until we both meet Ignis. I find myself drawn to his intelligence and how calculated he is. I never expected Jacob to like him at all; Ignis does share some qualities with Evie, whom Jacob never really worked well with. But I was surprised when he admitted that he was attracted to him as well.
“I want to see that perfect hair ruined and that body sweaty in our bed,” Jacob reveals as we watch Ignis quietly go about his business. “I bet he’s a real freak.”
I nod, licking my bottom lip. “I want to see him *ruined*, period. A guy like him has got to have a lot of pent-up emotion bubbling inside,” I add in a hushed tone.
Jacob smirks when Ignis glances at us. He makes sure to maintain eye contact with the other man when he leans down to press his lips against my ear. “You up for a game, love?” he whispers, nibbling on the sensitive shell. The action dazes me for a second, and I bite my lip, a moan escaping me unbidden.
“G-game?” I reply throatily. Ignis keeps staring at us, his eyes clear even through his glasses.
“We each play ‘The Desecration of Iggy’, see what makes him lose that precious control.“
I snort softly at the name. “So we seduce him separately. That’s unfair. You’re a little ahead of that game, Jacob.”
“Don’t be too sure. I’ve seen how he looks at you.” He leans further down then and nips my neck.
I gasp at the sensation. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
Jacob hums in agreement and starts sucking on the sensitive skin. My eyes flutter, but I refuse to close them. Ignis is still watching us and I’m unable to break his gaze. The man frowns slightly, those green eyes almost hawklike; why do I get the feeling that he already *knows* what we’re planning?
I find myself turned on at the thought.
For the next several weeks we play our game. Whereas Jacob preferred to use more physical ways to seduce Ignis (sly gazes, soft touches, bending over while wearing his tightest pants), I would instead use words, carefully crafted to provoke a response from him. Unfortunately, nothing seems to work. Ignis never fails to be composed and formal to both of us, rebuffing us gently but with authority.
I’m utterly convinced that Ignis is just not attracted to us until one night when I come home to find Jacob tied up on our bed, a gag around his mouth, and a plug seated deep inside his ass. For a moment I wonder how in the world Jacob managed to tie himself up until I feel an arm curling around my waist, pulling me roughly against a warm solid frame. “You’re late.” I gasp when I hear Ignis’ deep purr.
That night, Jacob and I finally discover what makes Ignis lose his precious control. And it involves him watching both of us fuck each other while taking orders from him, and eventually him fucking Jacob while Jacob is inside me. Because *of course* he gets off from controlling others in bed.
Starrick in modern times would be a total Mr. Grey.
First small attempt at Photoshop. I hope you enjoy anon!! -Catarina