I’ve always imagined Haytham as a dom. Except when he’s with Ziio. He becomes a blabbering mess, especially when she rides him.
Oh, and she definitely pegged him.
To the mods: un grande abbraccio ❤️
Con tanto affetto, dearest! 💜
At first I didn’t like Haytham. I was “he’s a Templar, he’s bad etc etc etc.”
Then he opened his mouth and started speaking.
And my pussy became the Niagara falls.
Now I picture him whispering the dirtiest things in my ear as he pounds his dick in me.
Oh how I wish I could be in between Shay and Haytham, my two favorite Templars! Especially on my birthday, no less.
It would be sweet and small talk when it comes to eating cake, and before you know it, Haytham’s eating my pussy out like it’s cake and Shay whispers about what he’s going to do to me in his thick Irish accent of his as he caresses and plays with my breasts. Soon, I’d be riding Shay’s cock while Haytham’s watching us, stroking himself and in awe at how I use my hips and hands to show how much I want this. Even after Shay finishes in me, I make sure Haytham gets his share. Though, he demands that I pull out and open my mouth and once I do, he releases his seed all over my breasts and on my tongue. Yet, after all that, and telling me happy birthday, I’d want more.
I can’t help that they’re hot, sexy Templars who have to have such sexy accents and make me feel like such a slut each time I see them. They’re just that good.
‘I need to be rawed by both Haytham Kenway and Miguel O’Hara from Spiderman like NOW!!! Being brought to a state of mental numbness from the pleasure would fix me.‘
‘I want Haytham Kenway and Shay Cormac to do perverted things to me.‘
‘I often dream of someone dominating Shay. I like the idea of him being in charge but the thought of him at the mercy of someone is even better. Especially if this someone is Haytham or Liam.‘
I want to dominate Haytham. Starting off by telling him he can’t touch me unless he’s told to, then, I’d love to rub my hands all over his body, teasing his neck, nipples and eventually, his cock. He tries to touch me and I spank him for disobeying orders, leaving his ass red. I get more frisky with my teasing, rubbing my pussy lips on his cock and sitting on his face. Once he’s made me cum from his tongue, I then peg him, fucking him hard, a stark contrast to my gentle teasing a few minutes earlier. At this point Haytham is pleading with me to let him cum but I refuse, not until I get to cum 2 more times. After pegging him and cumming a second time that night, I finally sit on his rock hard dick and start bouncing myself on it, telling him that he belongs to me and me alone, that no other person can make him cum this hard and all he can do at this point is nod dumbly, too lost in the ecstasy.
At some point Haytham starts touching me, not caring anymore, I let him rub his strong hands over me and squeeze my flesh and at some point they land on my hips, guiding me to match his as he thrusts upwards deep inside of me. As we get closer to the brink of orgasm, I tell him I want us to cum together, that I want him to cum deep inside me and he obliges. Feeling his cock twitch and his seed spilling into my pussy throws me over the edge. After a couple seconds, I come down from my intense high and look at Haytham, only to see him panting, he’s covered in my juices, saliva, sweat and his eyes hazy and I think he’s the most beautiful man I’ve ever laid my eyes on. I lean down and kiss him, telling him he did a wonderful job and after cleaning each other up, we cuddle in bed and promptly pass out.
‘I need Haytham to ruin me. Make gentle sweet love to me until I’m in tears from the pleasure and love I’m feeling, then cum deep inside of me and lick my pussy clean ugnhhn l need this man carnally.‘
‘What I wouldn’t do to be Haytham Kenway‘s wife. I’d let him lay on me, rest his head on my chest and trace patterns on his back after we made love at the end of a long day. I’d love to give him head underneath the desk while he’s in an important meeting as well!‘
‘This is certainly not a “dirty confession” but I have always pictured Haytham Kenway as the dominant. Yet compassionate. I swear I’d die if he asks me to lay on his chest while we sleep in our bed, running his fingers around my hair as he tells me how much he loves me with fair words until we both fall asleep.‘