‘For Lucrezia’s birthday, Aguilar and I wait for her in her bedroom completely naked, ready to fuck her savagely. All night, all week.’
Confession [@vickapinto]
‘Oh Sisters, I have sinned greatly. I missed Callum’s birthday. So I want to give all myself to him, despite our mass age difference of a decade. I want him to celebrate the fact he’s alive everyday with a beautiful night with him.’
“I know that he’s been on a mission, but that will not stop me from
finding him and making him celebrate his birthday. I track Callum down
to the motel he’s staying at and let myself into his room. I realize
he’s in the shower so smiling to myself I take off my shoes and curl
into bed with a bottle of whiskey. Once he comes out of the bath, he
smirks as he joins me in bed. He’s laying there in just a towel and my
liquid courage has kicked in, soon we’re both panting and sweaty, ready
for round 2.”
I apologize for this late birthday confession. Enjoy!
~Claudia
‘My legs were trembling and my heart was racing already and I haven’t even began to undress Aguilar. His eyes and hands were doing all the talking as he slid an arm up my back as he walked me to the bed. “Vamos a estar cómodos querida,” he said as his fingers undid my blouse, slowly removing it. His lips find my neck as he laid me down, quickly removing the rest of my clothes. That night was amazing, and so was the next morning. 😈’
I want Cal Lynch to fuck me rough and hard, pinning me up against a wall, growling into my 👂 with each thrust. He seems to be the sort of guy who’d be an absolute animal when he fucks.
‘After all that he has been through, I really want to give Aguilar de Nerha some peace and comfort. I’ll take him into my arms and into my bed, and make slow, sensual, passionate love to him, easing away his troubles and bringing him joy and ecstasy. Locked in each other’s embrace, his lips upon mine, we seek paradise together between the sheets.’
‘Working for Abstergo has it perks, especially when they brought in Cal
Lynch. I was assigned to him, and for a man who’d spend the last few
years in prison, he had a lot of built up frustrations to vent. Although
the longer he was there, I began to notice the Curses he’d grit out
were replaced by Spanish. I’d also notice on those Spanish nights, he
really liked to take his time.’
Since Callum is an artist, I challenged him to draw something beautiful and pure for a change. He would smile and asked if I had a suggestion. So I pretty much asked him to draw me like french girls, wearing only my hidden blades. So he drew me like the portrait scene in “Titanic”, then we would make love on the couch, having him thanking me for the inspiration to draw beauty.
Confessed by @jeweledfaith
The sexual tension between Sofia Rikkin and Callum Lynch was just so electric. I can’t be the only one who thinks that these two would have the steamiest, hottest, most mind-blowing sex. Add in the tension of an Assassin-Templar courtship, where you know you’re sleeping with the enemy, but you just can’t resist them – and it’s a perfect romance of days of relentless, mutual pursuit, interspaced by nights of wild, passionate abandon.
I’m in bed with Aguilar and Maria, as share me between them for one passionate night. I’m a mess of trembling delight as they press their perfect, toned naked bodies against me. I feel Maria’s pert breasts against my back, as her hand roams down to the hot wetness between my legs; while I feel the tickle of Aguilar’s beard as he leaves kisses along my jaw, intimately whispering in Spanish into my ear, as he plays with my breasts and hungrily claims my lips.