Honestly what gets me off is imagining myself putting my mouth all over Shay, from his neck down his chest all the way down to his pretty cock, nipping and sucking all the way. I will do anything to get those delicious noises out of him.
I want Arno to come home early after a long mission only to go to his room to find me on his bed just to fuck me for the next few days. And when he finally has to report to the council he has to have his hood up or else they might see some “battle scars.”
‘Oh, what I wouldn’t give to be on Jacob’s lap, riding him as I please, while he amplifies my pleasure by lightly scratching down my back, until he grabs my thick ass, really kneading the flesh with his fingers.’
There is something about snarky sarcastic Brits that I love, Shaun Hastings is no exception. It would be fun to try and out snark him, the loser has to either pleasure or have sex with the winner. A total win in my eyes!
Confession by @estel619
‘Whenever I get drunk, all I want to do is fuck Shay till he can’t take it anymore.’
Confession [@thehalodiaries]
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Lucy Thorne doesn’t get enough love. I’d want her to dominate me.
‘Jacob moaning and weak, for once trying to keep it quiet, as he bends over the railing being pounded thoroughly by Roth in the Alhambra as patrons mill by. The sounds of theatre goers passing under Jacob’s exposed dick, as Roth grabs hold of it and strokes with each inch of his own running Jacob’s ass.’
Confession [@clehjett]
‘I have a thing for redhead girls. That’s why I like to be in a sexy foursome with Anne Bonny, Sofia, and Elise. And at the end, I blow my load all over their faces, with them begging for more.’
Upon the Morrigan, you and Shay would have endless nights. Sleepless nights. Of course those nights consisted being naked and engulfed in body heat while the outside air was crisp and frozen. And on those nights, he’d sit you right on his desk. Legs open, your feet resting flat on his chair’s armrests while he’d be occupying said chair. But you wouldn’t see his face for long, at least not all of it. He would be buried between your legs, his tongue moving along the folds of your inner lips, and skimming over your clit with a few sucks. But that wasn’t the most exciting part of your nights, nono, it was when he’d pick you up, and drop you right onto his bed.
And from here on, he’d enter you with ease. Slick with your wetness, his cock slides in and out of you easily. His pace not so forgiving. And soon, you’d arch your back for him, clawing the bed sheets knowing how many holes you’d put into them. Now Shay’s pace became much more erratic. Animalistic, and messy. His hips pound against yours with such roughness and speed. You grip his muscled shoulders and back as he does so, your toes curling and legs wrapped around his waist, hugging him close.
You wanted him deeper, and you wanted him badly. You huffed a breath of air, able to see it due to the cold outside, but your body is burning against Shay’s. His fingers dig into your flesh, his teeth marking your neck as harsh grunts and heavy breathing escapes his mouth. Your body would tremble, unable to keep up any longer and eventually, you’d trap Shay inside you, making him shutter in one last thrust. He’s in deep, and with a loud open mouthed moan, his grip relaxes and so does yours. Your body lays exhaustedly on the bed with Shay’s face nuzzled into your neck. You’re both heavily panting, and your delicate fingers glide through his hair in appreciation. And after all this roughness, he’d lay besides you, rubbing any sore spots with his hands and he’d shower you with gentle kisses.Yes, these were the nights, you knew and absolutely loved.
Confession [@scarlet-marionette]
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