Arno Victor Dorian

Jacob will always come first before any of the other assassins, but I will say, lately, Arno has crossed my mind from time to time. I will admit though, I normally don’t go for men with long hair. But him… He is one I would most definitely accept! His gentle eyes. His innocent smile. His handsomeness all around. I would love nothing more than to go on a simple romantic evening date involving a stroll at the end leading us to a soft and gentle kiss under the moonlight in a remote area before making it intense little by little to the point of leading us to the closest bench, craving each others touch. Before we know it, we end up stripping each others clothes off, our kiss feeling endless. As the night continues onward, our whole evening is spent with love making for almost all night. Once we come to our last release, I rest my head on his shoulder, catching my breath as he wraps his coat over us to stay warm. As I’m drifting in and out of sleep, my eyes open quickly, making me freeze after hearing the words leave Arno’s lips, “Well, if it isn’t Sir Frye.” Arno chuckles.

“I see you happen to have my lass. Mind explaining?” Jacob questions, sounding a little irritated.

“I asked her for an evening stroll. Is that wrong of me?” Arno smirks.

I’m about to speak up, but I’m set down on the bench, wrapped in his coat, as Arno stands up, heading towards Jacob. A smirk crossing Arno’s face while Jacob gives a small growl. I worry by the thought of a fight, but what ends up happening shocks me.

“Well, you can’t have all the fun with her tonight, now, can you?” Jacob’s look of irritation turns into a mischievous grin. “How about we make this a little contest?” He gives me a sly grin before looking back at Arno. “First man that can make her scream out his name wins her for the rest of the evening. Do we have a deal, Mr. Dorian?”

Arno chuckles faintly, his smirk not vanishing. “You have a deal, Sir Frye. You have a deal.” Before I have any say in the matter I’m pulled up by Jacob, being placed between Jacob and Arno, a little worried by the sudden action, but soon relaxed by the warmth of both of these men. I’m always so close to calling one’s name out, but my body refuses to follow as it continues to crave the touch of these two men I adore and love completely.

I feel like they’re breaking me completely to where I can barely talk let alone think at all, but with just a small chuckle and a gentle voice, I hear Jacob’s soothing voice, “I’ll have to punish you more later, darling. But for now, let’s see how long you can last. Because it’s just the beginning, love. It’s. Just. The. Beginning.” He nibbles my earlobe, my face turning completely crimson.

“I hope you’re prepared to endure the endless love I’ll show only to you as our evenings continue,” Arno whispers in my other ear, leading his lips down my neck. After hearing those words from both I pray I won’t die from exhaustion as the night continues on with the endless love I’m feeling from these two men.

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