‘I feel like Charles Vane is an overlooked and unappreciated side character. His voice, looks, and personality is enough to get me going. I love how rough and demanding he is. I would let him do anything to me.’
Confession [@galaxycat-1459]
(Original Dreamwidth post)
‘I want to give James Kidd a lapdance and strip them slowly so I can see the Mary Read.’
‘I want my hands tied behind my back and Edward standing right behind me on the bed, holding me down as I grind myself on Edward’s fingers. He fucks me with the two of those long, thick fingers of his and whispers the dirtiest things in my ear, giving me an earth-shattering orgasm as a result.’
‘In the street, after a very festive evening in the tavern, I become suddenly so horny to see Edward and Shay walking by my side. I take then their hands, put them on my ass and suggest them to finish our evening on a ship. Shay leads us to the Morrigan and when we are in the cabin, we have the kinkiest and roughest threesome possible. When I wake up in the morning, the two lads keep me by their side and make me understand “physically” that they can’t get enough of me.’
‘Just imagine Adéwalé doing very hard work.You see his massive muscles flexing.Then you hear grunting and sound of ripping fabric. His clothes couldn’t hold it anymore. And you can no longer keep your lust for Adé’s giant cock.’
“I want Anne Bonny to sit on my face so I can eat her out while I get fucked by Charles Vane.”
[X]
‘Sisters of the Bordello, I’d love a night with Edward. But my request is to be waiting in his quarters on the Jackdaw, wearing only his captain’s hat and a smile. Once he finds me, I would then let him know that I was there to please him all night. My mouth would work him up to his first earth shattering orgasm, and by the end of the night we’d lose count on who came more. We’d wake with our bodies littered in bruises and bite marks, but soon we’d start round 2.’
Edward Kenway would be a fantastic one night stand. He would leave you immensely satisfied but you would also hope to never ever 
him again, cause there’s no way you would be able to look him straight in the eyes again. If you ever meet again, he would eye-fuck the whole time and everyone in the room with eyes will know that there was something between you once.
‘Grandpa Kenway, stripping, dancing on a table. Because he would.’
