‘I’m obsessed with Connors thighs and hips. I want him to use that strength till it bruised my clit.’
Confession [@clehjett]
‘How is Connor Kenway everything I find physically and personality-wise attractive in a man? An introverted, gentle giant whose quiet in his passion and affection, a ruthless badass with a compassionate moral code. A dork when it comes to romance, as well as liking cats and the outdoors. But who is ALSO a total beefcake with muscles for daayyss. *fanning myself* “Ho-How can a man be THIS HOT! It has to be illegal for a character to make me all wet by thinking about him!”’
‘I’m a woman of five five, 120 pounds, modest breasted. So of course Connor and Eivor have no problem lifting me up where they stand, double penetrating me with only their hands and cocks holding me up. And god, that’s a lot of cock to stuff me with. A great lot of marvelous cock.’
‘Can you imagine the post-sex cuddles Connor could give, that sounds pretty innocent I know. For me I’m already considered small and dainty on an average basis-next to Connor Kenway I’m a shrimp. I mean the hours of gentle love-making he could give would be just as great as the snuggling afterwards. His arms blanketing me as his pecs cushioned my head, and occasionally planting small kisses on my face. I wouldn’t need a bed with the way he’d be determined to hold me.’
‘As a woman who’s confident in her bust size, and thoroughly aware how much of a breasts man Connor is, I would go about seducing Connor for the evening by crossing my arms more to elevate my breasts. Pretending to stretch just so my chest is ever more tangible through my clothes. Turning my back to him whenever an excuse is present to do so. Knowing how observantly reserved he is he’ll likely take notice whether he wants to or not. As the day goes on he gets clearer and clearer ideas about my body. That my hips are perfect to be rough to, my thighs have just enough to grip to hold onto, missionary and cowgirl would give him the best views of my bare chest, my wind swept hair would decorate my flustering face so well beneath him. Even as he humbles in the proposition for sex, the look I give him is all the confidence boosting he needs to absolutely ravage me for hours.’
Confession [@generousauthorpersonathlete]
‘I’m 5’1” and I can’t stop thinking about the idea of Connor lifting me up when dicking me down. I love it when strong men handle me like that.’
‘I’ll be turning nineteen soon, so this a virgin’s blasphemy considering the bottom energy that radiates from a one Connor Kenway. A present I’d be most eager to accept is that hunk of a man popping my cherry on top of me. His lovemaking would be on another level, I bet he’d be so amused to take the virginity of this horny, short Latina. Gripping his arm muscles and filling my gaze with his loving eyes as he makes me come, quickly losing count of my orgasms. Having his own noises tamed just to hear my moans and cries of pleasure. Only having his stamina soaring more and more at how many times I’ve pleaded his name. Without even thinking he starts to plant bites on my neck. Marks on his prey, reminders of the evening; his animalism breaks through in those moments. He starts to pound me shortly after hearing my shocked but still pleased whimpers when placing the love bites onto me.
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‘Connor grunts and growls when my own volume increases with his roughness. I know I’m nearing my best orgasm. I affirm Connor’s shift by instructing him to go faster and that I am so close. He puts his head beside mine in the pillow to brace himself for what he is going to bring to both of our bodies. My desire is granted and the bed sounds like it would snap; I feel his flesh scrape beneath my nails as they travel up to his shoulder blades. Just minutes of his abrupt travels in and out of my core send me over the edge. I start to beg in Connor’s ear, “Co-Connor – *fuck* I’m close, just a little longer now please…” He looks breathless just as much as I when our eyes meet again. His loving gaze still intact while nodding, “It’s not a chore for me to please you, my love – I’ll give you all the time you want.” He digs his lips into mine for a sensual, gentle kiss. I don’t need to even tell him to revert back to Phase 1 Gentle Sex to keep my body burning in euphoria.
‘Moments later he crashes next to me on the bed and finishes cleaning me up with a wet rag. I am able to feel his fluster at the mess he made of me when I don’t have the energy to pull my head up. Our eyes lock and, chests heaving, he breathes out, “Happy birthday.” His arms pull my body into his chest for cuddles. “*gasp* I hope this doesn’t only happen once a year…” A peck on the top of my head is his approval, both of us still out of breath. Oh god universe, I’ll forgive the nineteen years worth of bullshit you’ve tossed my way for that night.’
Confession [@generousauthorpersonathlete]
Happy birthday from all of us here at La Rosa in Fiore, dearest!
‘I have such love for Noah’s voice… I want to make love to Connor while listening the song “Do the Do” by Nickels and Bones.’
‘I need some strong men to help me with some home repairs. I hope Edward and Connor will agree, in exchange for sexual favours. (Please, please, I need some sexy shirtless Kenway men to help me with the heavy lifting)’
‘Can I have Evie, Aveline, and Connor to entertain me in this boring quarantine? I’m sure being locked in with them I would find a lot of ways to pass the time.’