I need both Jacob and Arno to fuck me senseless in bed all night long till they’re both drained of their cum and can’t pump anymore into me ♥️.♥️
Arno was sitting at his desk and he seemed to be concentrated on writing. I approach him from behind and begin to rub his shoulders, “Maybe you should take a break,” I suggested. Arno lets out a small moan before he replies to me, “A break might do me some good.” He turns his chair around and leans back, and admires me with a smile. His eyes drew me in and I begin to straddle his waist. With his arms around me and mine around him, we start to participate in lip play. Arno started with biting my lips that soon turned into passionate kissing. I sucked his bottom lip into my mouth and I’m paused by Arno picking me up. With my legs still wrapped around his waist, he sets me down on the bed. We start to slip each other out of each other’s clothing without separating our lips. With our clothes scattered on the floor, he sinks down into me. I let out a gasp as he begins setting a pace. Our lips parted once more when Arno groaned in pleasure. My fingers were digging into his shoulders as I start to dissolve into pleasure. Arno was losing his rhythm as he was moaning my name and cursing. Our bodies tensed from pleasure. We are both doused in sweat and we are trying to catch our breath. Arno moves next to me and starts to run his fingers through my hair. “I was right, a break did do me some good,” he teased. I giggled and leaned up to kiss him once more.
Confessed by @thedorians
‘I wish Arno to read those words… You beautiful angel of my darkest nights… Let me tell you how I touch myself thinking of your hands and lips moving their way down my quivering body… How your hair would caress my pulsating skin and how my guts would require your manhood to work it’s way hard into me… Or would it simply please your eyes for me to only caress myself for your personal pleasure? Leaving my mouth ready to fullfil any of your desires… Come here big boy…’
Confession [@mercutio1789]
For my 35th birthday (Jan 13th) I wouldnt mind being woken up that morning with kisses from my husband, a naked Jacob Frye, Arno Dorian and Ezio Auditore. They would wake me up and tell me how for the next 24 hours, they are mine completely and they intend to make every waking moment of that day a memorable one. That would make me one very happy birthday girl 🙂
Confessed by @sassenach-on-the-rocks
On behalf of everybody from this sinfully wonderful Bordello, I would like to wish you a happy happy happpppy birthday to you!
~ Annetta <3
I sit in Notre Dame’s confessional booth, confessing my sins. “Forgive me,” I say, “but when I first saw Arno Dorian, I couldn’t keep my thoughts pure. I cannot stop thinking about those wonderfully tight breeches, that devilish smirk, his sinfully seductive voice. I want him to do dirty, dirty things to me. I want him to ravish me like it’s our last act on earth.” There’s a silence from the next compartment, before a familiar, ‘sinfully seductive’ voice speaks through the lattice: “An actual priest might be able forgive you, cherie, but I won’t let you off the hook so easily.” And I can’t help but grin and blush as I could almost hear the devilish smirk in his voice.
I want to party with Altaïr, Desmond, and Arno just us four. We get tipsy, not enough to not know what we’re doing but enough to know we all want each other. I go for it and kiss Desmond first, and Arno immediately joins in. Altaïr watches at first, rubbing his crotch. Eventually our clothes come off and admire their bodies before Arno is ready to take my dick in his perfect ass. Desmond takes it second and Altaïr third. They love it and I love it.
‘Arno has my wrists locked in a grip above my head as he presses me to the wall, my legs wrapped around his waist as he slips in and out of me in fevered, rapid thrusts. His desire for me matches mine for him, and we are relentless in our lovemaking. His driving thrusts push me closer and closer to ecstasy, and when he leans in to claim my lips for a kiss, I feel the waves of my orgasm wash over me.’
‘How nice and warm is this feeling… The weight of his body upon mine as his lips trails the curve of my neck down my shoulder and breast. Arno and I love eachother. Tonight something is different, something is twisting up my stomach and lungs, ravaging my body with lust and love… I feel his erection against me… We kiss passionately as he penetrates me till my moans echo down the hall. He is large, wide, and pulsating with desire… “Ravage moi…” I moan as he pins my hand to the wall.’
Confession [@mercutio1789]
Dearest Arno, I can’t bare to see you filled with sadness and regret. Let me help you be relieved of this burden. Take me into your arms as we both lay naked, and you put all your manhood in me and we would both moan for each other. But mostly I want to see you be happy after a beautiful night my beautifully broken man, let me help you heal. If you do want to heal, meet me in your quarters tonight. I’ll be waiting, unless you beat me to it
‘The thought of Arno giving me orders in the bedroom makes me weak. “On your knees,” he’d purr in that velvety sweet voice. I comply, every inch of my skin burning and aching from wanting him. “Undo my breeches,” he’d continue, but stop me as I lift my hands. “With your mouth.” Heart hammering eagerly in my chest, I unlace his breeches, and then greedily take his stiffened cock between my lips. And then I’d listen in ecstasy as he murmurs, “Faster cherie, faster,” his voice thickened with desire.’