‘I’d enjoy taking lessons on pole dancing from the ladies of the Hidden Blade. It would probably an enlightening, entertaining, erotic experience. And by the end of the lessons, I’d love to show my gratitude to the ladies in any way they please.’
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‘FUCK ME UNTIL AND SCREAM AND CUM ALL OVER MY FACE (please) @all the assassins in asscreed’
‘I want to be ‘stabbed’ by the Assassins from behind with their ‘hidden blades’. Wink wink, nudge nudge…’
‘First confession here ❤ Jacob overhears his Rooks mumbling about how if I hadn’t been claimed by the boss already they’d have a go at me. Jacob being the good boyfriend he is, remembers a fantasy of mine, where I’m surrounded and used by the Rooks as their fuck doll. Jacob interrupts, offering them good money to pull me off the sidewalk and use me in a secluded alley. The Rooks look surprised as Jacob smirks but they don’t turn the offer down. Later a hand covers my mouth to muffle me and an arm around my waist drags me away, I’m confused as I see the familiar green bands on them. One of them says “Jacob’s orders” and I suddenly know what’s about to happen. I’m thrown over a sturdy barrel, where my cunt and mouth are fucked thoroughly at their mercy, they drench my body in cum and bind my legs. When they leave, I’m left with my cunt exposed to the chilly air, cum dripping down my thigh and my clothes torn. I feel another hot body looming over me, a beard tickling my cheek and the gang leader himself sigh and calling me his good girl before giving me a rough pounding. Jacob Frye is my ticket to hell :D’
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‘With this heat, all I can think of is all the water sex I could have with my lovely assassins. Except for Altair. We can use ice cubes. 😉 And ice cream! I cannot forget all of the creative uses for ice cream!’
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“I wonder if the Assassins ever sent… naughty love notes to their significant others through homing pigeons. You know what? I bet they did.”
Hmm… booty calls via pigeons? Perfetto! I wonder what the note would say.
~Claudia
“I dream of my favourite Templars and Assassins tied up, sitting on a stools, naked. I take turns pleasing them or punishing them as it suits me, but it drives me wild to bring the stoic ones, like Haytham, to moaning messes, or deny the aggressively sexual ones, like Ezio, release. All consensual, of course; afterwards, when I’m done toying with them, I’ll pick the ones who pleased me most for the finale – me.”
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‘I like the idea of an AU with Orange is the New Black, where I’m a prisoner at Lichfield. I can’t decide who to take as a lover though; hot prison guards Jacob or Edward? Or hot prison wives Evie, Anne or Mary. Maybe I’ll just to have them all.’
‘Since it’s my birthday today, I want Altair and Ezio, with a side of Jacob for my main course. Then for dessert, I want Connor a la mode, and Desmond with lots of whipped cream. I also expect each assassin to be shirtless and wear a pair of loose fitting jeans while they dance like the men in Magic Mike XXL for my entertainment. So much sex and pleasuring! I think my ovaries are overloaded. :}’
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Happy birthday, amico mio! We hope you’ve had a great one! ;D
‘I don’t know if this is an entirely new sentiment or confession or not, but here goes. So we’ve all imagined the Assassins/Templars in modern day suits and tuxedoes. But imagine them doing a striptease out of those suits. They’d make a show out of it, and we’d all probably go nuts over them.’
Oh, I approve. Even better if your favourite Assassin/Templar offers you a home service afterwards ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
~ Signora Paola