‘There’s something about Ratonhnhaké:ton’s mouth… I want it on me. Everywhere. It makes me wild. I want him to make me scream and silence me with his kisses. I want his strong hands to caress but his teeth to bite and his lips to whisper over my hurt. The drag of skin on skin, sweat and blood. Heat and shivers. I want his broken love.’
‘Somehow I imagine Jacob to be very romantic. When we are having sex, he makes sure that I am comfortable and that he does not hurt me in any way but ensures guaranteed satisfaction which cause me to orgasm really hard. After the sex, he would hold me closely to him telling me he loves me while kissing my forehead and scratching the top of my head until I fall asleep in his arms. Only then, he goes to sleep.’
‘I don’t know if this is an entirely new sentiment or confession or not, but here goes. So we’ve all imagined the Assassins/Templars in modern day suits and tuxedoes. But imagine them doing a striptease out of those suits. They’d make a show out of it, and we’d all probably go nuts over them.’
Oh, I approve. Even better if your favourite Assassin/Templar offers you a home service afterwards ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

~ Signora Paola
‘There’s just something about seeing Jacob being dominated, by another man who would ravage him and wipe away that cocky smirk and replace it with a cocky moan.’
Confession [x]
‘I’m currently taking piano lessons, and I started fantasizing of Evie playing the piano while I’d kiss her neck and undressing her piece by piece. Probably we’d slack off not accomplishing any studies.’
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‘Jacob Frye cornering Crawford Starrick in an alley before dropping to his knees and blowing him right there and then.’
Confession [x]
‘When I find myself in their arms they are not driven by competition over me, their single focus is to give me much as possible pleasure. Connor’s wildness and Haytham’s softness at the same time is an overwhelmingly wonderful delight that fulfill my desire for them and I see the twinkle in their eyes that tells me they are sure my reward for them will be equally matched.’
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‘Whilst masturbating and fantasising about being fucked by Edward, I said Jacob’s name when I came. Oops. (I feel sure if that really happened, Edward would find a way to punish his bad girl).’
‘Jacob would like to eat the hell out of you: his tongue is in you, his fingers are massaging your clit & his beard is teasing you. And when you’re close to climax, his fingers enter your vagina and hit the sweet spot that makes you cum. When he’s done, he licks you one more time, then kisses you fully on your lips and pulls you close to his chest, whispering sweet nothings.’
“Evie’s blushing is uncontrollable around me, so she’d always try to ignore me as hard as she can. Once we are alone in the train, I put my arm on the wall behind her. Evie’s noticeable nervousness and slight breathless lead her to try to slip, but I trap her between my arms and passionately kiss her. Biting to her lips and she’d pull me to her, inviting me to give her more.”
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