“After training longsword with Arno, too shy to show him my pain I hide myself removing my top to see bruises. He walks in with a smirk. Upon seeing me crying, noticing my bruises, he apologizes. Caress my breast while his fingers rub between my legs.”
Confessed by: kaveenselvi
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I find Arno in the tub expecting me with a smirk and some champagne. He extends a glass for me and beacons me to join him. I take the glass readily and join him. I lay with him, feeling his chest raising against my back, his hands moving over my arms making me shiver, his kisses over my shoulder and the back of my neck… I look at him and kiss him passionately, savoring the lingering taste of the champagne in his mouth. We let go of our glasses and the kiss turns more and more urgent, desperate. I feel his right hand tease my entrance, running lazy circles on my clit, the other groping my breasts. His treatment gets harder and harder as we can’t get enough of each other. I straddle his hips and feel him guide himself into me slowly at first. We create the perfect rhythm for us: first slowly, teasing, as if to prolong the inevitable, but as our pleasure keeps pouring in us, his thrusts get harder and deeper, making me moan and hold onto him for dear life.
I feel his hands on my hips slamming me back to his cock with such force the water starts splashing out of the tub. I can’t hold back my screams as he hits the right spot for me over and over again. He moans deeply, a few curses in French too, as he kisses, bites and sucks the skin of my neck leaving love marks all over it. I look down to him and see only hunger and desire and I can’t help but crash my mouth into his in a desperate kiss. Both of us looking for release as our bodies can’t contain themselves no more.
‘I would like to give Monsieur Dorian a blowjob for his birthday. Happy Cake Day, Arno!’
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‘Yesterday was my birthday, 8/23 and last night I had a dream where Arno fucked me continuously while dirty talking in French then later on, I gave him a blowjob. I can never get enough of that French boy’s ass.’
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Belated happy birthday, amico mio! We hope it was a great one (and we hope you get more dirty Arno dreams in the future ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
‘I want Arno to fuck me from behind, doggy style. I want him to pull my head back roughly by my hair and whisper roughly in my ear, in German, what he wants to do to me. Then he would kiss and bite my neck roughly and rub my clit until I convulse and moan his name. And then I would collapse onto the floor because my muscles could no longer hold me up and Arno would roll off of me and pull me close, praising me for being such a submissive bitch.’
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‘After my evening shower, while standing in front of the wardrobe, I hear the window creaking slightly. Before I could turn, Arno is already behind me. Pulling me so close and harsh with his hidden blade right at my neck. “Stay quiet and I’ll take what’s mine,” he whispers with a very low tone. “Really? Show me what’s YOURS, monsieur.” He pushes me to my now closed wardrobe and rips me off the towel before I could realise. Placing his warm palm on my vagina and another hand fondling one of my breasts, he growls, “These are mine, YOU are mine, and I will do you as I see fit” while slowly dipping a finger in my hole. Then while I try to settle down in that pleasure of him fingering me, he pushes me to the bed and looks at my pussy and smirks from under his hood.
‘I tried to pull my knees closer to hide the embarrassment of him looking at me. “Don’t hide from me, you know you can’t,” he parts my knees, “and now, you’re VERY naked.” He slowly leans to kiss while he penetrates. I tuck my legs around his slim hips and grab his stiff muscular arms under his blue coat. He was naked below his hips. He slowly and calmly makes love to me and comes in me. And when he was done, does his pants, I mutter weakly at him, “Don’t go, monsieur… I hate your absence.” “I must go to the sanctuary, Bellec wants to have me execute a mission for him,” he says while sharing another passionate kiss and jumps out of the window, while I jump out of the bed wrapped in blanket, smelling of him, watch him walk ever so manly in the streets of Paris.’
‘I want to be fucked by Arno while him wearing his Assassin robe, kiss him with his hood on and while I grab his cute naked ass.’
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‘I love how each of the AC boys/girls have their sexual dualities; both rough and hungry yet soft and passionate. I’m sure Jacob or Edward, beasts as they are, can be soft, warm and make your heart cum out of your pussy. And yet hunks like Arno and Connor can also be dominant and relentless, hips whipping against your clit till you’re sore down there it’s almost blue 😍’
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Oh, I definitely agree. I think these fine gentlemen would be, ehem, flexible enough to change their sexual “tune” however you want it. We all have our days when all we want is soft lovemaking that lasts all through the night, and those days that we just want some rough tumble that leaves us sore. 😉 Just because these gentlemen led the roughest or romantic polls doesn’t mean that they’re completely incapable of doing the opposite. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
~ Signora Paola
‘Imagine being stuck in a love triangle with Jacob and Arno. No matter what kind of competition they have, it always ends in a draw. The two decided to settle the score with a new way – by having a threesome with you. Whose name you moan first, wins.’
‘I know Signora Paola says that Jacob’s a member of the Mile High club, but you could also say that Arno and Elise were the earliest members before that was even a thing. Hell, we don’t know what happened up in that hot-air balloon. There was certainly plenty of room for them to… have their initiation to that club.’
Oh, I agree. Especially with Arno’s grin the morning after (˵ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°˵)
~ Signora Paola