‘Ezio can eat his birthday breakfast in bed off my body. (How’s that for alliteration!)’
‘I’d love to just spend this whole day with Ezio. From the morning to the evening, we just stay in bed and get lost in each other. We’d stop for little breaks, maybe steal some food from the kitchen and just take it back to our room. But then we’d be right back at it. I’d do everything he would ask of me. And the aftermath always comes with whispers of love and praise, fawning over each other as we bask in the afterglow. That would be absolutely perfect. Happy Birthday amore. ♥’
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Grazie; I would love to spend some time with you.
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– Ezio Auditore
“Since it is Ezio’s birthday, I would give him a nice and long massage until he’s rock hard under my touches. Only when I hear his pleads for me to touch him, will I actually do as he commands.”
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‘I have actually realized that I’m going to be alone on Midsummer’s Eve which happens to be Ezio’s Birthday. I want to surprise him by bringing him a ‘special breakfast’ in the bedroom and with special I mean lots of whipped cream, strawberries and cherries. I want to lick, suck and eat them off his chest while he’s moaning. Happy Birthday Mentor ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)’
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‘Since Ezio’s birthday is close, my dirty mind imagines me at vineyard, I’m treading the grapes and Ezio sees me alone. Only the thought of us fucking hard on the grapes make me so wet.’
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‘I think the thing that would turn me on the most is listening to Desmond sing. I love hearing him speak as it is. I feel like he could do an amazing cover of Do I Wanna Know by Arctic Monkeys. I think I’d love it even more if he kissed or bit my neck between lines with that scarred mouth of his. Jeezus, I’m getting bothered just thinking about it. Put that shit on repeat and let me the fuck at him. I’ll make him sing and shout until he’s red in the fucking face and can’t speak the next damn day.’
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‘I want Desmond in my living room. I want to sit naked on my couch, touch myself because he told me to, while he stand before me. PILLOWTALK by ZAYN would be playing in the background and he would slowly strip for me, dancing and swaying along to the music until he’s finally naked and we finally make love on my couch, keeping tempo with the music. I want us to be as loud as we want and, no, I don’t care if we piss off the neighbors.’
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“Sometimes I imagine that Ezio and I are lovers who like to roleplay the disobedient Recruit and her stern-but-caring Mentor. He hauls me over his lap with my pants down and pins me, and he tells me I’ve earned a spanking but I can get up when I’ve counted twenty swats. If I feel more contrite I’ll start counting right away, but if I want to be a stubborn brat I’ll struggle and curse for a while… but come the twenty-count, the scene is over and he’s rewarding me with filthy, vigorous oral sex.”
“I’m interested to see a fight club match between Ezio and Jacob. They both would be fighting for my attention and I blush as they both wink at me but in the end I can’t choose either of them so later in the evening I drag them both in my bedroom. What a threesome. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)”
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