Arno chases me through a hedge maze in an opulent garden in Versailles. We are breathless and laughing, and finally Arno catches up to me, pinning me down to the soft grass to keep me from running away. Thrilled by our run, I smile up at him invitingly; and he gathers me up into his arms for a kiss, peppering hot kisses across my bare skin. I slip out of my dress, trying to stifle my moans of ecstasy as Arno’s mouth finds its way around my nipples, and his fingers make their way up my skirts.
Arno knows that when he has upset me accidentally that my favourite kind of apology involves more than just words. I still expect him to use his mouth though. – Axeman
‘Arno arrives back from a mission to his room in Cafe Theatre to find me sprawled out on the bed, naked and waiting for him. Smirking, he undoes his breeches only enough to bring out his cock, keeping the rest of his Assassin robes on while I eagerly take his rigid length into my mouth. After I pleasure him, he mounts me there and then on the bed, never uncovering his hood, while I’m practically shivering in delight as I he treats me to the sight of his handsome smirk while he thrusts into me.’
“Please Monsieur, let me show you,” I whisper. On my knees I look up at him. Arno strokes my cheek softly as I take his cock in my mouth and I watch his eyes slip closed in bliss. – Axeman
‘After Arno comes back from a long mission, I help him unwind for the day by running him a hot bath and bringing him up a bottle of his favorite wine. “Will that be all, Monsieur?” I ask, waiting to be dismissed. He looks straight at me: “This is a fine wine. It would be a shame to drink it alone, don’t you think?” When I finally get what he’s hinting at, I blush, but I realize there’s more ways to help an Assassin ‘unwind’ when I find myself naked and in bed with him a few minutes later…’
Grabbing a midnight snack I’m caught with my fingers in the honey pot by Arno. Watching him silently, I suck my fingers clean. Backing me against the edge of the kitchen table, he puts his thumb in my mouth to watch me suck it as I stare at him with fake innocence. His dick now throbbing, he quickly bunches up my nightgown around my waist before lifting me on to the table to have a midnight snack of his own. – Axeman
I want to sixty-nine with Arno while Desmond fucks my ass.
‘I moan as Arno kisses me, his tongue slipping past my lips in a passionate French kiss. He pushes me up against the wall, hands roving my body, slipping me out of my clothes while I run my hands down his chest to between his legs. I cup my hand over that tight bulge in his breeches, hot with his need for me, and listen in satisfaction as he moans against my lips. “Shall I help you get more comfortable, Monsieur Dorian?” I say innocently, slipping my hand in and stroking his thick, rigid shaft.’
I made the discovery Arno has a pregnancy kink. He loves telling me during sex how he will fill me up with cum and make sure I get pregnant from it. The thought has us both cumming quickly and getting ready for a second round. – Axeman
‘I want Thomas de Carneillon and Arno Dorian to take turns having their way with me; I’ll pleasure them as I take their long, rigid shafts between my lips, letting them spill their semen onto my naked breasts. Then they will take me both at once: I’ll be sprawled out on my back as Arno thrusts into my slick pussy, and Thomas buries his cock deep into my throat.’