‘I’m 5’1” and I can’t stop thinking about the idea of Connor lifting me up when dicking me down. I love it when strong men handle me like that.’
‘Can we have a puns fetish? Because I am deeply aroused by the thought of the assassins telling me filthy things in excruciating puns. Like Desmond saying there is a reason they call him Miles, or “Call me Malik cause Imma lick you until you come,” the worse the better.’
‘I love all of Jacob’s Assassin robes. But I particularly adore the Baron Jordane’s Finery outfit. The only thing I can think about whenever I see him wearing these clothes, it’s him taking me against a wall, still fully clothed, only with his trousers slightly lowered. Having my legs wrapped around his hips, him quickly thrusting, groaning lowly near my ear, leaving open mouthed kisses on my neck as I grip his broad shoulders. God, both him and the idea of fully clothed sex with him will be my ruin.’
‘I want Trilla Suduri (Star Wars Jedi: Fallen Order) to eat me out, fuck me with the strap, bite my neck/give me hickeys and whisper dirty things in my ear while I’m all tied up and I want Evie Frye to watch.’
‘I’ll be turning nineteen soon, so this a virgin’s blasphemy considering the bottom energy that radiates from a one Connor Kenway. A present I’d be most eager to accept is that hunk of a man popping my cherry on top of me. His lovemaking would be on another level, I bet he’d be so amused to take the virginity of this horny, short Latina. Gripping his arm muscles and filling my gaze with his loving eyes as he makes me come, quickly losing count of my orgasms. Having his own noises tamed just to hear my moans and cries of pleasure. Only having his stamina soaring more and more at how many times I’ve pleaded his name. Without even thinking he starts to plant bites on my neck. Marks on his prey, reminders of the evening; his animalism breaks through in those moments. He starts to pound me shortly after hearing my shocked but still pleased whimpers when placing the love bites onto me.
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‘Connor grunts and growls when my own volume increases with his roughness. I know I’m nearing my best orgasm. I affirm Connor’s shift by instructing him to go faster and that I am so close. He puts his head beside mine in the pillow to brace himself for what he is going to bring to both of our bodies. My desire is granted and the bed sounds like it would snap; I feel his flesh scrape beneath my nails as they travel up to his shoulder blades. Just minutes of his abrupt travels in and out of my core send me over the edge. I start to beg in Connor’s ear, “Co-Connor – *fuck* I’m close, just a little longer now please…” He looks breathless just as much as I when our eyes meet again. His loving gaze still intact while nodding, “It’s not a chore for me to please you, my love – I’ll give you all the time you want.” He digs his lips into mine for a sensual, gentle kiss. I don’t need to even tell him to revert back to Phase 1 Gentle Sex to keep my body burning in euphoria.
‘Moments later he crashes next to me on the bed and finishes cleaning me up with a wet rag. I am able to feel his fluster at the mess he made of me when I don’t have the energy to pull my head up. Our eyes lock and, chests heaving, he breathes out, “Happy birthday.” His arms pull my body into his chest for cuddles. “*gasp* I hope this doesn’t only happen once a year…” A peck on the top of my head is his approval, both of us still out of breath. Oh god universe, I’ll forgive the nineteen years worth of bullshit you’ve tossed my way for that night.’
Confession [@generousauthorpersonathlete]
Happy birthday from all of us here at La Rosa in Fiore, dearest!
‘I want to call JTR Frye twins “mama” and “daddy” while I pleasure them. Perversely, perfectly filthy.’
‘I know it’s the same person but I want to get a threesome with Mary and Jim, Jaysus!’
‘I have such love for Noah’s voice… I want to make love to Connor while listening the song “Do the Do” by Nickels and Bones.’
