I was sleeping in his bed with him when I hear a quiet sniff. I’d looked to see Arno back to me and his body trembling. I knew about the loss he went through and the wounds were still there. I’d wrapped my arms around his chest and he calmed down. And he’d whispered “thank you” in French. When he’d rolled unto his back I moved my body to be united in whole with this beautifully broken man.
‘Arno knows I’m a sucker for his red cravat. Wether it be for his assassin outfit or to blind fold me with it. Sometimes after a long day, he’ll take of the beautiful red cloth and tease me with it. Before I can’t take it much longer, he’ll wrap it around my head and double check that I can’t see through it. Arno will place me on the bed and remove my clothing one by one before leaving me a screaming mess.’
Confession [@arnosblxde]
‘The way Arno rolls his hips when he walks makes my mind go wild. I can easily imagine how they would move between my thighs. Oh mon dieu…’
Confession [@voca-princess]
‘I know Shay and Arno hate each other, but I’d looove to have a threesome with them. Their disdain for each other would drive them to compete to see who could make me cum the hardest. The feeling of being pinned between them if definitely something I could get used to.’
Confession [@thehalodiaries]
Screencap credit [Shay, Arno]
‘Imagine being double-dommed by Aveline de Grandpre and Elise de la Serre. I bet both of these lovely ladies love taking charge – and you love letting them dominate you.’
Nothing teases more than Arno whipering to me in his silvery voice on how good he’s going to make me feel and how hard he’s going to do so 😉
‘God I couldn’t concentrate on the game I was playing because all I could imagine was Arno’s head between my legs, looking up at me and begging for attention while Ezio was behind me, sucking and biting at my neck. (Maybe if I feel inspired I’ll write a little one shot of this scenario 😉 This is also my first submission so I’m a little nervous)’
We hope that by seeing your first confession you’ll be inspired to send us more in the future. Both Arno and Ezio are waiting for it~
‘I want Arno to press me against the wall in some discreet little street alcove in Paris, lacing his gloved fingers in mine as he pins my arms behind me. I wrap my legs around his waist as he roughly pounds into me, each of his deep thrusts driving me closer to my peak. I try to stifle my cries as I tremble in orgasm; and Arno muffles them with a kiss. The busy Parisians strolling by are completely oblivious to this scene of passion not a few feet away from them.’
Arno touching me all over my body with his gloved hands? Oh, yes.
‘Just looking at Arno’s beautiful face makes me think all sorts of sinful thoughts. Those sensual, perfect lips and those dark, brooding eyes coupled with the velvety tones of his voice drive me wild. I imagine he and I together in some dark little alcove in Paris, him murmuring to me to stay discreet, as his hands wander up my skirt and I muffle my cries of delight against his neck.’