‘I wailed throughout the captain’s quarters, my melodies like a siren song to my man’s ears. His body and mine laid upon a majestic bed, all hot and sweaty in the heat of passion. We embraced each other, our legs tangling between the messy sheets. I grazed the Mohawk warrior’s chiseled abs before I scrambled on top of him. I straddled his waist while my palms roamed his sculpted torso. I then placed my lips to his ear.
“You are a fast learner, Connor.”’
Confession [@haythamsenpai]
It started as an accident—a simple, innocent little incident—and the young Assassin didn’t know how to feel about it. It all started when he scraped his groin against the desk. He didn’t mean to do it. Oh no, not at all. He just needed to grab ingredients from the kitchen shelves as ordered by Achilles. But then euphoria ignited his loins while he did so.
He never brought it up with the old man, no matter how disconcerted it made him. Such matters embarrassed him too much to discuss in the open. He didn’t want to discuss it with someone not of his tribe, either. So, he left the subject untouched until nightfall.
Connor laid upon his four-poster bed with eyes wide open. He couldn’t sleep until he dealt with this strange issue of his. He felt relieved that Achilles gave him a separate upstairs bedroom to sleep in, far away from the old man’s lower-level chamber. Wearing nothing but a night-shirt, Connor pushed the bedsheets aside and reached for his nether regions. He put his hand right above his loins, unsure of where to begin, or even how to get those gratifying sparks going again.
Confession [@haythamsenpai]
‘I want to lick sweet sticky things off Ezio and Connor… And salty alcohol things off Eddie.’
‘Imagine sexy dancing for the Kenway men… I don’t know whether I prefer Haytham’s worldly, assured calm, Edward’s rowdy, hearty enthusiasm or Connor’s quiet, passionate smolder. All? All is good.’
‘What I want, and all I want, is Ratonhnhake:ton‘s virginity. Or Connor’s? I think I will just call him beautiful and darling throughout, if he doesn’t mind’
‘I don’t just want to fuck Ziio, I want to court her, worship her, marry her, do stepdad things with young Connor like running around the woods hunting and fishing, move in with her in the village, help her cook meals, have a beautiful home life with her. Wake up and fall asleep beside her and make love to her whenever the wish strikes us. Just be a good husband and lover to the absolute perfection of a woman she is.’
‘As shy our gentle giant Connor seems can we agree he can also be beautifully blunt and to the point. And by blunt and to the point, I mean I’m teasing him quite shamelessly thinking he is oblivious, when he finally gives in to temptation and says just: “Bed, now. I’m going to show you how I can fuck.”‘
‘So I heard that Haytham likes chocolate and my mind went… Places. Hot, wet places. And by hot wet places I mean Haytham kneeling between Aveline‘s powerful thighs and eating her pussy messily and enthusiastically like a man starving, while she pulls his hair and gives him orders and her lusty bosom heaves with sounds of pleasure.’
‘I want to wax Connor‘s big, beautiful dick for him. And then suck and ride it to show him how much I like it.’
‘Oh, will Captain Shay, Captain Edward, or Captain Connor whisk me away on a journey on the high seas full of rum and sodomy? I won’t even mind getting lashed!’