“I want to see Jacob dancing to “Sexy and I know it” so badly. It’s a classic and it would be freaking hilarious!”
‘When I finished playing AC: Syndicate I started having a lot of dirty dreams with Jacob Frye. The most frequent in my head is in which he and I are talking quietly and later he pushes me and undresses me quickly, kisses me, and we started having slow and passionate lovemaking…’
‘I would love to be sandwiched between Connor Kenway and Jacob Frye. The rounds of sex will be known as The Revolutionary Sex war… and I am America.’
“I kinda would like to see Jacob, Ezio and Connor having threesome sex. Ezio would fuck Jacob behind (and slap Jacob’s ass at times) and Jacob would suck Connor’s dick”.
[X]
‘I REALLY want to be fucked by Evie while Jacob is tied to chair and can only watch.’
‘Jacob managed to clumsily seduce me to his bed and is making quick work of my clothing as I try to escape his grasp. “The harder you struggle, the harder it is,” and after that statement I punch him as hard as I can in the stomach. He only smirks, rips off my pants and thrusts into me as hard as he can; making me scream his name before he had even begun.’
“I want to have sex with Jacob like Buffy and Spike had in 6×09. We’re so pissed with each other, fighting and destroying the building entirely. Then he roughly presses his lips to mine in a hot kiss. I twine my legs around his ass trying to get rid off his belt. It’s difficult to undress because we can’t pull our lips off. He chokes me a little while he’s fucking me and I scratch my back with the wall but I like it. The building is collapsing but I don’t care as long as he’ll continue to fuck me”.
In case our patrons are curious, here’s the scene.
Confessed by: madamretto
[X]
“Me and Jacob had a fight over something and we both got mad. Afterwards it ends up as me fucking Jacob hard and roughly in his tight virgin ass as a punishment”.
[X]
‘I am more of a boy than I am a girl, so even though I have all the girl parts; I prefer to wear trousers. I imagine Jacob using his weight to push me against a wall whilst I protest, and he’s struggling to undo my belt buckle. He sighs triumphantly once he manages to undo my pants and he smirks as they fall to the floor.’
