‘Jacob’s cock should come with a ‘choking hazard’ warning.’
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‘I’m sure I haven’t met the right person yet – and I’m not exactly brimming with sexual experience – but it frustrates me that I always have to “help” myself to get an orgasm. I’d like to think that it’s because my past lovers were just incapable of getting me off, but I know part of it also lies in the fact that it’s hard for me to open up. What I want is someone who could slowly take me out of that shell… and I imagine that it would be someone like Jacob. One of the things that drew me to him was his teasing nature, so I could imagine Jacob teasing me “just right.” He’d say things that would make me feel flustered, things about me that I couldn’t even bear to admit to myself.
‘I’d feel angry at first because it feels like he’s invading my privacy, but he’s only doing it because he wants me to understand that he accepts everything about me – insecurities, preferences, desires… everything – and the only thing he wants is for me to open up to him.
‘When he’s hovering over me, fingering or even fucking me, he’d keep his gaze on my face. I don’t like the feeling of being watched so closely, so I try to turn my face away or hide it with my hands, but he’d stop me. He’d sound so gentle, encouraging me to be open to him, revelling in the view when I come because he loves seeing a side of me I’ve never shown anyone.
‘And when I’ve finally become comfortable letting myself go, he’d encourage me to tell him all the wildest, most depraved fantasies I have and he’d return the favour and tell me his, too. We’d have long talks about it, and he’d be especially curious to know why I love certain fantasies. He may not share them, but that’s the beauty of it – we accept each other’s quirks without judgment.’
‘I’m bisexual, so I’m attracted to women as well as men, and few more so than Élise de la Serre. Mon dieu, to have her crawling up the length of my body as I lie in bed; to feel her hair tickling my face as she kisses my neck and collar bone would be pure bliss. I want her to whisper sweet and dirty things in my ear in French, and to have her push her knee between my legs for me to grind on as she slowly unwinds me with her lips and fingers. Then just lying beside her and sharing our body heat…’
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‘There are few things I wouldn’t do to get Arno Dorian into my bed. I want that man underneath me, where I can feel his every movement as my hands rove over his chest and shoulders and I grind against his hips. I want to see the way his face and body respond when I touch him, when I trail my mouth over his body and kiss his neck. No, I don’t want to make him scream… just make him forget how to breathe for a moment, or forget his own name so all he can manage to say is mine, over and over and over again.’
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‘A voice as deep as the forest, eyes as warm as the earth, hands as big and strong as a bear, the timidity of a shy puppy. Not to mention the bod of a Greek god 😏 If only I could feel those rough hands against my skin, see that intense gaze directed at my soul, feel the heat shiver down my spine and settle in my loins. I would never fear his strength for he is so loving and gentle as he opens me up with his tongue, soothes my nerves with his sweet promises, and sees to my complete pleasure.’
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‘The idea of happy, fun sex with Evie kills me. I can imagine making her cum again and again and in between orgasms we have the cutest tickle fights and conversations and make jokes. Maybe I bang my head against the headboard and she falls off the bed and we spend 25 minutes laughing because it took us too long to figure out how the strap on works and it looks so funny? I just adore her smile.’
‘Since I am a curvy girl, I would be very self conscious about Jacob asking me to ride him but when he finally talks me into it, he would reassure by saying, “Right there, love” and “You look like a queen enjoying her throne.”’
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‘I wonder how big Arno is, like from all perspective. Legs, arms (I hope he has masculine veins visible), his chest (and hairline), and.. cock. How tall is that man? Cuz that would show how effortlessly he can make love to me.
Je suis petit.’
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‘So everyone is like “I ship Jacob with Pearl/Roth/Evie/Jack/Ned…” oh gosh don’t tell me I’m the only one who ships Jacob with herself… that gorgeous daddy makes me wetter than ever… now I understand why I’ll never get married.’
Oh, trust me, confessor. You are definitely not the only one who ships Jacob with herself. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
~ Signora Paola
Again, this is a quick painting!
Oh dear Jacob Frye… what do you do to me? @dirtyasscreedsecrets
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Looks like Signore Frye is waiting for someone to come~ and join him ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Amazing work as always, my friend! Grazie for sharing!