“I am a werewolf, turned by Ratonhnhaké:ton many years ago to prove my dedication to the Creed. When the full moon comes around, Ratonhnhaké:ton and I really get it down “doggy style.” Or should I say… “wolf style.”
‘Hello again, I want to confess a thought that lately crossed my mind about Haytham and Élise’s mother… I believe that Élise de la Serre‘s true father was Haytham Kenway. I’ve read both Forsaken and Unity books, also played both games and the similarities between the characters of Élise and Haytham are surprising. They‘re not just similar in opinions about the Templar Order, but also in their manners. Treating their horses well, calling their opponents names like “Pointy Ears“ or “Red-Scarf“. There is even resemblance in their fighting style and when Arno or Connor screws up they both comment sarcastically “Well played.”) Now I can‘t stop fantasizing about Julie de la Serre meeting Haytham Kenway somewhere in London or France, doing some Templar business with him and then fucking with him all night, feeling no guilt or remorse towards her husband François de la Serre. -//- Julie was a stubborn, combative girl and she kept many vérités cachés from her husband François. I also wanted to thank you for posting my confession I wrote before this. Your blog is amazing. You are a real bunch of talented and sweet people. Keep up the good work!’
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‘Connor forcing me on a mile long trek through melting snow, me trailing behind and whining all day. Until we break through to a glorious warm valley with a mountain Spring and pool. I gasp and turn to see Connor with his small rare smile I love looking at me. I never should have doubted him. He is gentle when we kiss and his touch sets me on fire despite the cold breeze and he shields me with his strong naked back. After we dip into the pool, all wet legs and soft peen around each other.’
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“How might it feel to make love with Connor by a waterfall? To be unable to distinguish between unceasing current of water and skin upon skin, or the greedy grunts and moans. Perhaps his thrusts are fast. Is it because of the water, or is it because you completely submit to him with every mark he makes with his hands and mouth as he claims you, his mate?”
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“Just imagine Connor’s entire body covered with lipstick marks, and when I say ‘covered’, I do mean COVERED. Starting from his neck down to his… thighs.”
I admit… I had fun editing this! And I wouldn’t mind doing the same.
~Claudia
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“Everytime I see TTOKW Connor in the middle of the snowy winter I wonder how hard are those frozen nipples… I want to bite them, like popsicles…”
“Yeah, Connor is sweet, nice and a gentleman, there is no doubt about it. But I bet if he had a chance, he would love to fuck like a wild beast and release all that repressed anger. He’s just waiting for someone who can handle and satisfy his animal instincts.”
‘I have a fantasy where Haytham and Connor are both trying to seduce me, partly to spite each other. A Kenway sandwich ensues ;D’
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(Part 2 of this)
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