‘Edward Kenway and Jacob Frye. Oh lord… these men would be an incredible masters in bed. Especially when they are older. Skillful, wiser… I wonder what kind of punishment they would give if you won’t listen to them… ( ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°)’
‘A night with Altaïr is all I need. Him whispering sweetly and lowly as he takes my clothes off slowly while kissing my neck, leaving many marks as he wants. Then his hands work on my breast, kneading and pinching my nipples. He goes down, giving pecks on my skin until he reaches his destination, looking at me before flicking my clit and sucking everything to make me scream his name. Until at the end, we reach together in a blissful ecstasy. But he would ask for another round… ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)’
‘I’m sorry for dropping this in… but I am so confused and looking for some guidance or words of reassurance. Can someone be assassin-sexual? For most of my teenage/adult life (27yrs old now), I’ve identified as lesbian, dated some girls and never felt attraction towards irl men. But how come the male assassins can get me all hot and bothered (especially Connor, Ezio and Jacob)? Something doesn’t quite add up and I’m just ????’
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Dearest anon, in my view, I think the mere fact that these assassins are fictional is one major draw. I’m speaking from experience here: I find that I’m readily more attracted to fictional characters simply because it’s so easy for me to “project” my wishes towards them. It’s easy for me to imagine that Jacob is a sex god, for example. 😆 In my mind, these fictional characters can never disappoint me. With real people, it’s a lot more complicated.
Of course, there’s also the fact that sexuality can be quite complex. What do our patrons think? 😄
Love,
~ Signora Paola
‘I wanna suck Gist’s cock while Shay fucks me from behind, with Gist stroking back stray hairs and brushing his thumb along my jaw, Shay smacking my arse and giving it to me hard. That’s it, lads, show me how much you want me.’
‘I want Desmond to shove his ass in my face and then fuck him missionary style.’
‘Aveline has the finest pair of lusty bosoms and buttocks in all the colonies. Never have I seen anythin’ grander!’
‘Oh my dirty mind. I’m thinking about Edward Kenway being my Mentor and lover, my arms tied behind my back while I’m on my knees, sucking his cock – all in the name of training. I have to be ready for any situation, he says, especially ones where I won’t have my blade to cut the rope free. It’s just an added bonus that I have his long, hard cock pulsing against my tongue. The burning heat of his shaft, the taste of his precum, all of it is absolutely addictive.’
Confession [@marshmallow–3]