‘“Why is everyone obsessed with Jacob? He’s not that attractive of a character.” Watch me close the Assassin’s Creed: Syndicate trailer. Stroll over to the dresser. “Jacob Frye is an animated character within a video game; not real life.” Pull out a vibrator because I have a weakness for Jacob Frye, men I cannot ever hope to bang, and because the graphics in that trailer legitimately gets me wet. I then go to a webpage with Paul Amos’ face, because if that’s the closest thing, then dammit, I’ll take it.’
I started playing Syndicate yesterday, and there’s a show I’ve been watching for a few months on FX called Taboo, it’s some English actor in it that I can’t remember the name of. But he’s ridiculously good looking and wears a top hat, he reminds me a lot of Jacob, who I’ve developed a thing for since yesterday, and I really want to be tag teamed by those two. Their voices alone would be enough to make me orgasm at the drop of a top hat 😉
His name is Tom Hardy and I really appreciate his looks and voice as well ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)…
-Sister Teodora
‘You know what will make a great birthday gift? Jacob waiting for me naked in my room, with a ribbon covering his manhood. The way for me to get my present is to arouse him. Finished with hot passionate sex. ((Psst, my birthday is on the 4th of March))’
Confession [@jezsiema]
From all of us at La Rosa in Fiore, we would like to greet you a very happy birthday! May Jacob bestow many ~blessings~ upon you ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
‘Imagine Jacob saying, “Who’s a good whore? You are.”’
“I want to ride Jacob while taking a bath.”
‘How hot would it be to be in the fight ring with Jacob? We’d both be naked. Instead of throwing punches accompanying with blood splatters. He’d be thrusting into me, and we’d both be covered in sweat and each other’s fluids.’
Confession [@jezsiema]
‘Imagine Jacob eating you out, focusing on your clit. A slow lick here, a bit of pressure there. Kissing, sucking, flicking his tongue over your sensitive little bud. Doing anything he can to make you scream his name….Man, I could ride that beautiful face all night…’
Confession [@swiggle-muffin]
‘It’s midnight when they come for me. “We love you,” they said. “It will be fun,” they said. I see their bodies rise out of the darkness: Jacob, my handsome incubus, and Evie, a gorgeous succubus. They have owned my body since I played with that book I was supposed to never read. “Did you have a pleasant dream?” She asks. “Do you like the taste of sin?” He tells me with that smirk that seduces me, before making love to me again, under the moonlight.’
Confession @hellomikky
Every time is like the first with Jacob. Every time we meet, the passion explodes. He tugs my head to his, kissing me softly and repeatedly. I smile and slip away from his face, kissing my way down his body until I am right where I want to be. I begin kissing his manhood up one side and down the other, and he hardens even more. I watch his shining, hazel eyes as he lets out sighs of pleasure. He reaches for me but I avoid his grasp because I don’t want him to stop me. I sit on my heels next to him and turn his hips gently towards me and take him in my mouth. I draw him in and out several times, tracing his sensitive ridges, sucking the tip. I tease him with many wet kisses up and down his length. I kiss and lick his twin “jewels”, tasting his pleasant saltiness and making him moan again and again.
Oh what a sweet agony!
I glance up at him. He looks as though he is about to burst. He caresses my head, and I say,“Let me finish you.” He looks back at me full of yearning; he is always the generous one but not now. Now he is mine!
I’m always between his legs and focus my attention on his swollen head. I tease just the tip over and over, while I add some friction on his virility with my hand. His groans increase and I hear him call my name. I am steady and relentless. I don’t stop! I notice he’s close and so I drive him towards his climax. And finally he lets go. I keep my mouth on him, swallowing again and again as he moans until his spasms gradually slow and finally cease. He sighs again as I continue to massage him tenderly and lovingly with my lips and tongue.
Jacob looks at me, sweetly and passionately at the same time…how he does, I don’t know. Two feelings so in contrast but he is able to unite them on his face. And I love him for this. He pulls me to him and I slip contentedly into his arms, laying my head to his chest.
And the sleep’s hugs takes all two.