‘I need Haytham to bend me over his knee and give me a good, rough spanking. PRONTO.’
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‘I need Haytham to bend me over his knee and give me a good, rough spanking. PRONTO.’
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‘Hello, ladies. I have returned because I HAVE SINNED! I’ve been playing AC Rogue Remastered lately (I’m playing it right now but I paused because I HAD to get this confession through), and when I first saw Haytham, I finally understood why people confess about him. Like God. Does he happen to be available tonight? I’d like him to throw me on the bed and eat me out, please.’
In Forsaken, Haytham talks about the women in his bed and dear lord, my
mind has created a fantasy in which I’m a waitress at an opera building
that he and his friends attend one night. I manage to catch his
attention with seductive smirks and my revealing dress. Towards the end
of the play, he excuses himself and exits the terrace to find me. It
doesn’t take him too long, and with a simple introduction, I lead him to
an unused room and let him fuck me as hard as he likes from behind.
I can’t help the loud moans escaping my lips as his thick cock enters my
folds, causing him to let out short moans as well. As I start to reach
my climax his thrusts meet mine and we come at the same time. The
cheering and saluting from the hall lets us know that the play has ended
and makes us chuckle as he leans against my back. He thanks me and I
thank him before he leaves, letting him know that he’s not the only one
who needed relief.
[X]
‘After
a long hard mission, I feel too exhausted to go all the way back to the
homestead, so instead I find an inn for the night. Little did I realize, it was
a Templar hold. I checked and headed up to my room, only to be pulled into a
room by Haytham, himself. Suddenly awake, I know I have to
think fast. As one hand holds me to the wall, and a blade to my throat, I smirk
and let my fingers ghost down his jaw. “Hello Sir,” is all I say, and his blade
dropped a millimeter. His eyes narrow and his voice is a stern whisper.
“Who are you and why have you come here? To your death.” I turned my head
slightly as I took him in, now I see where Connor
got his height and build from. And that seriousness.
“I didn’t know by wanting to sleep I’d be kicking a hornet’s nest Sir.” He
leaned closer, and I’m sure the hand holding me back could feel my heart
thumping.
“Are you afraid?” He said with a smirk as his body leaned even closer.
“A little, but I think there is another reason my heart races, Sir.” His brows
raised slightly at my words, then more so as my finger reached up to twirl the
ribbon that held his hair back. “I could easily pay my penance for disturbing
you.” Then I smiled as I looked up and his questioning look. “Over and over
again, if you’d like, Sir.” He seemed to consider my words, and I took the
opportunity to let my hands move to his chest. I had a few buttons undone, his
toned chest now exposed when his hands caught mine.
“Is this some plot to kill me?” His voice was rough, and I trembled as his body
was now the thing holding me back. Such power.
“Not at all Sir, you can disarm me completely, and disrobe me if you need more
proof.” I watched with anticipation as he narrowed his eyes and looked in my
eyes, then I noticed the slightest flicker of his eyes in the candle light and
I could feel a slight bulge pressed against me. I seductively let my tongue
slide over my lips and soon I was watching as Haytham
removed my blades. He then slowly undid my coat and I heard a slight sigh as he
looked at my thin shift under it.
“Let’s see if you can survive a night of penance then, my
dear.” His hands became rough as his lips began to devour my mouth. He made
sure I knew he was never truly trusting of me, and that he would remain in
charge of the situation.’
[X] | Confessed by: @thecreedweliveby
Just let me sit on the faces of the Kenway family, so that I can finally decide who has the better tongue skills. If I’m honest, then I would especially love to sit on Edwards face. I think he would like it the most to bury his head between a woman’s thighs…
‘I just need Haytham, behind me as he bends me over his desk. His breath
on my neck, a fist full of my hair as he snaps his hips into me. Cursing
comes from his gritted teeth while a knock at his door, he stalls his
movements, whispering for you to wait silently. He pulls from me, doing
up His pants while he walks to the door. He answers harshly, quickly
dismissing whomever interrupted us before he comes back, his pants
hitting the floor as he resumes pounding me.’
[X]
‘I want to have a threesome with Altaïr, Haytham and Bayek. Sounds strange? Yeah it does, but I imagine Haytham and Altaïr are more on the rough side and while I do enjoy that, I also need something sweeter every now and then. I like when my partners take care of me and as soon as Altaïr and Haytham noticed that, they grin at each other. It starts then with riding Haytham, goes over to 69 with Altaïr and ends with me squirting all over the huge bed, thanks to Bayek’s talented fingers.’
‘I had promised myself to Haytham first and foremost, but the Templar
Order’s newest addition, Shay Cormac, is nothing but a temptation for
me. I find Shay in his Morrigan quarters, bent over some papers on his
desk. He doesn’t hear me enter the room. I stalk towards him,
unbuttoning my shirt tantalizingly slow, swaying my hips. He glances up
for a moment, eyes caught on my erect pink nipples.
He hesitates for a moment before I capture his lips in a kiss, my hand
sliding beneath the waistband of his trousers and pumping vigorously on
his cock. He released a delightful moan. We continue our affair bathed
in a warm glow of the candlelight. Little did we know Master Kenway was
standing outside the captain’s quarters…’
[X] | Confessed by:
thats-mrs-kenway-to-you
‘I bet most of the time, Shay loooves to be Dominated by Haytham. But every once in a great while, Shay likes to take the reins and make Haytham beg for mercy as he teases the Grand Master’s aching cock.’
‘This is my first post without the anonymous, omg. Now I’m replaying AC III and you cannot even imagine how hard I do ship Charles Lee and Haytham Kenway. Man, they’re made for each other ♥ I think that Lee’s admiration for Haytham is just more than simple… “admiration,” if u know what I mean~ I should not go into details… heh. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)’
Confession [@freezerfag]
While we are overjoyed that you’ve submitted this confession off-anon, you should know that our little bordello is all about the details, the really dirty ones ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡ – ✧)