‘I can’t imagine anything more then to have a comforting yet passionate moment in bed, but with Arno Dorian as he makes love to me while the song “Some Life” by Lapse is playing in the background. It just seemed so perfect for him at this moment. Now every time I hear that song I get turned on by the haunting new song.’
‘It’s winter in Paris, and it’s much too cold to go outside. Arno and I find more than just a few ways to keep ourselves warmed up and occupied while staying indoors ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Although one would argue, if ‘keeping warm’ was the objective, we would be wearing a lot more clothes than we are now …’
I’m sitting on the balcony, reading a book, when Arno’s hand grabbed the book and set it down on the bedside table. He unbuttoned his trousers as he lifted my nightgown. Exposing me wet temple to the chilled air. He’d inserted himself in me. My assassin prince loving his maiden with every inch of his heart and cock. Everyone deserves happy endings. Especially Arno. And I hope to be his forever after.
Arno chases me through a hedge maze in an opulent garden in Versailles. We are breathless and laughing, and finally Arno catches up to me, pinning me down to the soft grass to keep me from running away. Thrilled by our run, I smile up at him invitingly; and he gathers me up into his arms for a kiss, peppering hot kisses across my bare skin. I slip out of my dress, trying to stifle my moans of ecstasy as Arno’s mouth finds its way around my nipples, and his fingers make their way up my skirts.
Arno knows that when he has upset me accidentally that my favourite kind of apology involves more than just words. I still expect him to use his mouth though. – Axeman
I would do anything to have fivesome with the baguette boy band <3
‘Arno arrives back from a mission to his room in Cafe Theatre to find me sprawled out on the bed, naked and waiting for him. Smirking, he undoes his breeches only enough to bring out his cock, keeping the rest of his Assassin robes on while I eagerly take his rigid length into my mouth. After I pleasure him, he mounts me there and then on the bed, never uncovering his hood, while I’m practically shivering in delight as I he treats me to the sight of his handsome smirk while he thrusts into me.’
“Please Monsieur, let me show you,” I whisper. On my knees I look up at him. Arno strokes my cheek softly as I take his cock in my mouth and I watch his eyes slip closed in bliss. – Axeman
‘After Arno comes back from a long mission, I help him unwind for the day by running him a hot bath and bringing him up a bottle of his favorite wine. “Will that be all, Monsieur?” I ask, waiting to be dismissed. He looks straight at me: “This is a fine wine. It would be a shame to drink it alone, don’t you think?” When I finally get what he’s hinting at, I blush, but I realize there’s more ways to help an Assassin ‘unwind’ when I find myself naked and in bed with him a few minutes later…’
Grabbing a midnight snack I’m caught with my fingers in the honey pot by Arno. Watching him silently, I suck my fingers clean. Backing me against the edge of the kitchen table, he puts his thumb in my mouth to watch me suck it as I stare at him with fake innocence. His dick now throbbing, he quickly bunches up my nightgown around my waist before lifting me on to the table to have a midnight snack of his own. – Axeman