All these Cal asks are wonderful but my only thing would be perhaps some risky sex in London after he escapes the Templar Lodge.
‘Aguilar de Nerha, me, and Callum Lynch in a threesome. Right now. God, I’m horny just for imagining it… 😍’
Confession [@vickapinto]
‘Callum Lynch strikes me as the aggressive type, which is why I want to tie him down and tease him with my mouth, slowly ride him, and use him for my own pleasure for as long as I can. I don’t know what would happen first; would he cum, or break the restraints, use them to tie my wrists, and take me rough and desperate? I don’t think I’d mind either. And I don’t think he’d be very upset with me afterwards.’
‘I sometimes imagine that Cal is a big softie on the inside. When I feel down, he showers me with hugs and kisses, whispering sweet nothing’s into my ear and telling me that everything will be alright. He won’t let go until I feel better.
He’ll still have his aggressive side tough, if you know what I mean… ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)’
‘Cal and I manage to sneak off to an unguarded corner of the Abstergo fortress. He presses me against the wall and wastes no time in fucking me, completely unaware of the security camera on the ceiling behind us. I, however, am fully aware it’s there and can’t resist smirking up at it every so often, knowing Sophia is probably watching us in a jealous rage.’
I slip into Cal’s room. I strip him, suck his cock and then ride him slowly, kissing him everywhere I can. He’s worried about the people watching us from the other side of the two-way mirror but soon he stops caring. Flipping me onto my back he fucks me hard until we’re both a sweaty, moaning mess. ‘Hope you enjoyed the show!’ he says afterwards to our audience.
‘I have a confession about the new movie, so spoiler warning: I am a big fan of being choked and when Callum choked that one chick, holy fuck. I got so fucking envious. CHOKE ME PLEASE. I AM BEGGING YOU.’
Callum Lynch looks like a man who would be into REALLY rough sex. Like pinning me down on the bed, hand clamped over my mouth kind of sex. Throw me down and have me gasping into the sheets kind of sex. Take me from the back, and pull my arms back as he thrusts vigorously into me kind of sex. You get the idea. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
‘Like most of us, I’m sure Sophia Rikkin was immediately turned on by Cal Lynch suddenly stripping off his shirt before going into the Animus a final time. If that is not one fine Assassin, I don’t know what is. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)’