‘Forgive me Sisters, for I have sinned. I cannot get the image of shirtless Connor out of my mind. Mmmmmmm……’
Confession [thatbellagaze]
‘Forgive me Sisters, for I have sinned. I cannot get the image of shirtless Connor out of my mind. Mmmmmmm……’
Confession [thatbellagaze]
‘I love when Connor kisses my tattoos as he fucks me passionately.’
Confession [@fortunefavoredthebrave]
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‘I remember hearing the native tale of the two wolves. One light and one dark. Participating in a fight against each other. The one who wins is the one I fed. For me my wolves in respects are Connor and Shay. I hold them in a threesome with me in between them. Connor kissing my neck and ear from behind, while Shay has his cock in me, kissing my lips as I moan. Now which wolf will win my heart and soul. Why not both?’
‘I want to take both Connor and Shay both. Each of them taking turns in their own way. Both the Assassin and Templar each held me from behind kissing my neck and whispering sweet nothings while the other in front thrusts upon me. As the three of us collapsed upon exhaustion and me a dripping mess. Both men held me close. I too fell asleep for I knew that I was the bridge of peace literally between them. Peace (with love and sex) is war help in check.’
Confession [@jeweledfaith]
When ya boi (Connor) bout to wreck somebody & you’re like “Wreck em good daddy” (this happened when i played AC3 friend said this in my ear i had to put down the control & contemplate my life)
Confessed by @egyptiandeathgod
Well now… Don’t contemplate your life any further, just let that imagination run wild and free! 😀
Looking forward to more confessions from you soon 😉
Love, Annetta <3
I could call Haytham “daddy” all day… and well in the hot, steamy nights we’ve recently been having.
Connor tries to teach me Kanien’keha but I just can’t seem to get it right, so he comes up with a system to help me memorize the language. For every word I pronounced correctly he’d reward me. The rewards start off as sensual kisses, but over time become more lewd, as do the words he teaches me. By the end of our lesson I’m a puddle in his arms while he’s knuckle deep inside me and I’m begging for more in Kanien’keha
Oh my gosh, what I would give to have Desmond go down on me and let him have his way and afterwards a little cuddle before round 2. I would give everything. 😉
October, now that’s a love/hate relationship if I’ve ever known one.
There’s always the 25th, been my birthday for quite some time now. But since last year there’s also the 21st, the day that our family dog, which we acquired first, passed away very suddenly.
So these are the kind of days I’d love to spend with Haytham. Just for him to hold me close on the 21st and the days after that, just some hugging and snuggling, Netflix all day and comfort food.
Then the 24th he’d try to engage me in normal day activities again, going for a walk with the other dogs or getting something to drink in a nice café.
Then for my birthday he’d have a whole day planned. He’d start the day with breakfast in bed. Then we’d go to town for some shopping or just some strolling around, perhaps catch a movie. At night we’d get some dinner, which would either be fancy af or just getting a nice pizza.
Then we’d return back home where he’d give me my present, a gorgeous necklace, which I would accept both happily and reluctantly since he’d been spending money all day on me already.
He would stand behind me, sliding my hair to the side to put the necklace around my neck. As he would close the clasp he’d start kissing up and down the side of my neck, knowing how much I love that.
He would then turn me around, look me in the eye and whisper “Happy birthday, darling. Now, allow me to show you how much I love you.” He would gently guide me back to our bed where he would lay me down and start kissing down my body whilst slowly undressing me.
His name would be leaving my lips in a whispered prayer within no time, gaining volume as he’d bring me closer and closer to the brink with those dextrous hands and that devilish mouth of his.
He would leave me laying then, standing in front of the bed and start slowly undressing. Reaching towards him he would cave, pouncing on me and ravishing me.
Needless to say, talking and walking the next day would be quite the task.
Confession [@chrisfoxman]
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Buon compleanno from all of us at La Rosa in Fiore! 🎉🎉🎉
‘I wake up to see Connor had come home in the middle of the night, his robes scattered about as he laid in his bed, flat in his back snoring softly. Then I notice the sheets that cover his body that are lifted by his large erection. No longer able to control my desire, I slide under the sheets between his legs, peppering small kisses until I reach his apex. I take his length into my mouth, humming as I hear the most delicious sounds from him. After that he asks me to wake him like this everyday.’