‘I’m hella stressed out and I’d be glad if Ezio, Connor, Arno and Jacob could help me relieve until I’m all fucked out.’
‘I just wanna say that after all these years I still thirst after Cesare’s dick like there was no tomorrow. He may be a forgotten villian, but my cunt still remember those fantasies…’
‘On a beach holiday in Greece, it’s lovely. The only thing that could make it better is Kassandra, Alexios and Edward to keep me company in kinky ways.’
‘I would like to have a huge lesbian orgy with all the Assassin ladies in the bordello. It would be a pleasure to see them lick their pussies and throbbing like there’s no tomorrow while Mary Read and Evie Frye penetrate my pussy and my mouth with strap-ons.’
‘Imagine joining Assassins/Templars of your choice at a nudist beach (and if you think this isn’t a dirty confession, just imagine when you get out of the sun, all thirsty ;p).’
‘Oh my god I feel dirty for confessing this but I’m a virgin and my dream threesome would have to be Jacob and Evie dominating me. Like having Evie sit on my face while Jacob fucks my pussy, just taking my virginity. Thinking about it makes me really wet 😩’
‘The Templars and Assassins should stop fighting over Shay and instead just Shay-re him as the focus point of a huge, Shay-meless orgy.’
‘I love to imagine getting rilled up by Alexios while he is staying at a Spartan camp. I like the thought of him taking me on the commander’s workdesk in one of the tents by night. Some of the soldiers would wake up by the muffed noises and Alexios’ groaning, sneaking nearby and enjoying the view until Alexios would fill me up completely. He is well aware of the others watching, it turns him on even more💦’
‘I’ve been dreaming about being taken by Jacob Frye in a dark alley. He’s pounding me from behind, practically choking me as he grabs my throat – which I am all for thanks to him – or pulls at my dress for leverage. I’m left with weak knees at the end every time, but having Jacob while standing up is unimaginably hot and dirty.’
‘I was in a heated debate with a friend that ended in them practically yelling “so if EVIE FRYE asked you to call her Mommy you would say no?!” and I couldn’t confidently tell them that was the case.’