‘I’m a bi girl who usually leans to guys, but I want nothing more than a threesome with Arno and Elise with me as the center of attention, I’d love them both to dom me and I’d love to dom them as well.’
‘Now these are my kind of DILFs. I would do anything for these Daddies. I would be the sweet little angel they’d want in public and the naughty little devil they’d want in private. I would please these Daddies in any way I can. I’ll let Jacob have his way with me, I’ll be a tease to Ezio, and I’ll be a sweet heart to Arno. As the night begins to pass, I’ll let them do whatever they see fit to me. Whether it’s being punished by disobeying or spoiled by pleasing them, either way it’s something I’d beg to go through every single day with these men whom I love ever so much.’
Confession [@mysterous1412]
Jacob will always come first before any of the other assassins, but I will say, lately, Arno has crossed my mind from time to time. I will admit though, I normally don’t go for men with long hair. But him… He is one I would most definitely accept! His gentle eyes. His innocent smile. His handsomeness all around. I would love nothing more than to go on a simple romantic evening date involving a stroll at the end leading us to a soft and gentle kiss under the moonlight in a remote area before making it intense little by little to the point of leading us to the closest bench, craving each others touch. Before we know it, we end up stripping each others clothes off, our kiss feeling endless. As the night continues onward, our whole evening is spent with love making for almost all night. Once we come to our last release, I rest my head on his shoulder, catching my breath as he wraps his coat over us to stay warm. As I’m drifting in and out of sleep, my eyes open quickly, making me freeze after hearing the words leave Arno’s lips, “Well, if it isn’t Sir Frye.” Arno chuckles.
“I see you happen to have my lass. Mind explaining?” Jacob questions, sounding a little irritated.
“I asked her for an evening stroll. Is that wrong of me?” Arno smirks.
I’m about to speak up, but I’m set down on the bench, wrapped in his coat, as Arno stands up, heading towards Jacob. A smirk crossing Arno’s face while Jacob gives a small growl. I worry by the thought of a fight, but what ends up happening shocks me.
“Well, you can’t have all the fun with her tonight, now, can you?” Jacob’s look of irritation turns into a mischievous grin. “How about we make this a little contest?” He gives me a sly grin before looking back at Arno. “First man that can make her scream out his name wins her for the rest of the evening. Do we have a deal, Mr. Dorian?”
Arno chuckles faintly, his smirk not vanishing. “You have a deal, Sir Frye. You have a deal.” Before I have any say in the matter I’m pulled up by Jacob, being placed between Jacob and Arno, a little worried by the sudden action, but soon relaxed by the warmth of both of these men. I’m always so close to calling one’s name out, but my body refuses to follow as it continues to crave the touch of these two men I adore and love completely.
I feel like they’re breaking me completely to where I can barely talk let alone think at all, but with just a small chuckle and a gentle voice, I hear Jacob’s soothing voice, “I’ll have to punish you more later, darling. But for now, let’s see how long you can last. Because it’s just the beginning, love. It’s. Just. The. Beginning.” He nibbles my earlobe, my face turning completely crimson.
“I hope you’re prepared to endure the endless love I’ll show only to you as our evenings continue,” Arno whispers in my other ear, leading his lips down my neck. After hearing those words from both I pray I won’t die from exhaustion as the night continues on with the endless love I’m feeling from these two men.
Confession [@mysterous1412]
‘I’m an absolute fool for French accents. I love listening to the way it rolls off their tongue. The problem is, I don’t always hear what is being said. Arno would get frustrated with me, listening to him speak but not hearing what he’s saying. He’d bend me over his knee, scolding me softly as his hand smacks my ass. He’d tie my hands behind my back before roughly fucking me until I’m screaming his name with promises to really listen. I don’t actually follow through, I love being punished.’
‘Okay, but to be fucked to “Je t’aime mon non plus”? Fuck, every time I listen to this song, Arno comes to mind. I think of Arno throwing me on the bed for an intense make out session as he pins my arms above my head, making sure that he’s in full control.’
‘With my birthday coming up on the 16th, I’d love nothing more than to have Jacob and Elise to myself. A candlelit room would be nice, with rose petals scattered all over the white sheets. Oh, and if Arno’s interested, he can join in too. There will be a little more than cake to eat at the end~’
Happy birthday from all of us here at La Rosa in Fiore! We hope you’re havin so much fun with these three ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
‘A night of love and passion with Arno, followed by a night with Liam O’Brien sounds like a dream come true. Arno could seduce me his sensual words, his french endearments and teasing enough to have me quivering for him and begging. Liam would be less likely to tease but no less satisfactory for it. He knows what he wants and he knows exactly what I need and he’s more than happy to pin me against the wall with his frame and give me what I’ve been dreaming of.’
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‘I am turning 36 on Jan 13th and I am feeling my age. I need a whole day and night with Arno, Altair, Ezio and Jacob to make me feel young and desirable again. They can do whatever they want with me, for as long as they want. The more, the better :)’
Confession [@sassenach-on-the-rocks]
(Original Dreamwidth post)
Buon compleanno from all of us here at La Rosa in Fiore! We hope you’re having a great one spending it with these four handsome men 😏
‘Sometimes I dream of Arno and me dancing together. It starts of innocent. After a lot of eye contacts and teasing it turns into a heavy make out session…’