I accidentally walk in on Crawford Starrick masturbating but he doesn’t see me. I hide out of his view and watch him getting himself off until he comes over his own hand, before he catches me off guard and asks me if I enjoyed the show, making me realise he had known I was there and I’d been caught. I just blush and flee, completely embarrassed.
Confession by @castielsangel-x
‘What I would give to have Jacob Frye suddenly barging in my room. He starts ripping my clothes off, pulls me towards him, & slams his lips on mine while his hand wanders all over my body. I strip him naked, he demands a blowjob, I oblige. He lifts me up to the bed, he inserts his dick inside me, the two of us accomplishing every nasty acrobatic position there is. After our sweet release, he carries me to the bathroom & says, “Ready for round two, love?” How can you say no with that sexy accent?’
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‘It always intrigued me that there was a bed in the captain’s cabin onboard the Morrigan. I imagine Shay must have ‘entertained’ many ladies he brought in there, when the ship was at port. I’d like to imagine what it must be like, to have sex with Shay onboard the Morrigan, screaming his name as he pounds into me, loud enough for the crew to hear.’
‘When I watch porn, I imagine it’s Jacob fucking me vigorously. I imagine it’s Jacob groaning and moaning uncontrollably because of my body. I imagine it’s my body flaws and all, that turn him on so much he can’t resist cumming inside my tight little orgasming cunt while he watches my big tits bounce because of him.’
I keep imagining myself and Connor on a nice winter getaway, holed up in a cozy resort during a snow storm. We sit on a couch next to a large window and stare at the falling snow. It’s cold as hell, but we’re both from New England so we’re used to it. We cuddle with a large, fluffy blanket and he starts getting “ideas” on how we can stay warm. He kisses my hand, waiting for a response, and I graciously accept. As long as he’s here, I’ll be nice and hot all winter 😉
Confession by @thesugarbandit
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‘Since my depression is getting a little bit worse, Jacob sneaks through my balcony and keeps me company making me laugh and blush as he makes me forget my issues with my parents and jealousy towards my sisters. As I tell about my pain, he stops me by kissing me softly and assuring that I never have to be alone. After he makes love to me gently we cuddle in my bed and I fall crying asleep in his arms. Because of his arguments with Evie he understands my pain. Bad that I’m alone… 🙁’
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‘Shay Cormac isn’t my favourite Assassin or Templar, but damn do I find him hot. The scene where he’s rescued by the Finnegans, and we see him unshaved and shirtless, dressed in nothing but bandages, his hair disheveled and hanging loose … I had all sorts of impure thoughts on how I was going to “nurse” him back to health … ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)’
‘I would like to have a Helix-enabled Animus if only to relive the genetic memories of all the courtesans who have slept with the Assassins before. I’m sure Edward Kenway, Jacob Frye, Ezio Auditore and Shay Cormac must have enjoyed the company of numerous ladies (and perhaps several gentlemen) in their lifetime. (Let’s be real, that’s all we’ll be using the Animus for)’
‘I like to imagine that Connor makes sweet love to his lover while Ratonhnhaké:ton is a beast in bed.’
‘I want nothing more than to have slow sex with Jacob Frye while Tame Impala’s The Less I Know The Better plays in the background. That smirk of his is enough to kick things off, set in a missionary style, we’d kiss until he finishes and continues. 💋’
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