Arno loves seeing and hearing me beg. He loves seeing the effect he has on me. When I beg long enough, I get so hungry that when he gives permission, I pounce on him and give him reason to do this to me again. – Axeman
‘To be honest I just want Edward, Vane, and Adéwalé to take turns pounding my gay ass.’
Crawford Starrick pushes me back against his desk and kneels in front of me, taking off my shoes slowly. His hand slides up my leg, one raised eyebrow at my bare legs beneath my skirts. I breathe heavier as it gets higher. ‘And what have we here, my lady?!’ as his hand finds its destination, minus any underwear. I moan gently and his head disappears under my skirts, diving right in, eating me out like he had been starved his whole life! I spread my legs wider and let him dig right in. 😍
Confession by @castielsangel-x
‘I want Jacob to call me his dirty, naughty girl while he choke fucks me.’
‘I want Evie to pin me down (on a bed, over a desk, against the wall, idc) and tease me relentlessly until my pussy is dripping wet and I’m a moaning mess, begging her to fuck me.’
To cool down in the hot Parisian summer, Arno strips down to nothing but a pair of breeches, and stands in his rooftop garden, pouring bucketfuls of water over himself. The water makes his breeches cling to his thighs, outlining the shape of his manhood distinctly. You pause to admire this very fine sight. Arno, not wanting to be made such a spectacle, tosses a bucketful of water at you, drenching you from head to toe. “Let’s get ourselves out of these wet clothes,” he murmurs suggestively.
‘I am a Templar and I am sent to find out information but end up getting caught in a hand fight between the Rooks and the Blighters. I come away worse for wear, going back to my Grand Master Crawford Starrick bleeding and bruised. He tends to me, bathes me and bandages me before he takes me to bed and makes me feel good slowly and intimately, telling me that I better not leave him. I promise him I won’t as he moves inside me until I’m coming with a moan of his name.’
Confession [@castielsangel-x]
‘I crush totally on the Fryecest. Do you notice that in the railway, there is only one bed while Jacob and Evie are supposed to live together on this train? I imagine them in this bed. Knowing that they are doing something that is not right, but that is too good for them to stop. I imagine them together in this train, the hands of Jacob around Evie’s neck, his mouth sucking the skin of her neck, and her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer.’
Confession [@lady-eleanor-vane]
Arno and I are not fans of masturbation when we can just fuck each other. But we have discovered the fun of watching each other as we touch ourselves to completion, all the while keeping intense eye contact.
First to cum is loser and plaything for the night. – Axeman
‘I watch in fascination as Élise de la Serre’s breasts bounce in an almost hypnotic rhythm with each of my fevered thrusts. She’s moaning and gasping, her back arching, her pretty face flushed in the mass of her red curls as she approaches her orgasm. I reach to squeeze each breast in my hands – and at my touch, she finally peaks, and I listen to her lovely whimpers of joy as her body trembles exquisitely beneath me.’