‘I suffer from PTSD, and my only source of comfort is when Shay comforts me. He would hold me in his massive arms. Looking into my eyes as he placed his manhood inside me, he would whisper, “I can make you forget.” And I would whisper, “Forget yes, but never you. Please Shay! Will you show me how a real Irish man makes love?” And well…let’s say it was one of passion and comfort for the both of us.’
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I want to fuck all the assassins and templars, but Haytham and Shay … I want moments alone with them ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )
Confession by @supermariane13-2
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‘While lying here in my hangover, I can’t help but think about Shay and Edward. I would to think this feeling is from partying way too hard with those two and in a minute they would make sweet and slow love to me in attempt to make me feel better. I will admit it works after the second round, maybe.’
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‘I’m so envious of all the women who got to experience what it was like to fuck Shay Cormac.’
Confession [@thehalodiaries]
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While watching “Rogue” I’ve been thinking about how it would be if I was the one helping Shay recover. I’d be looking for him day and night, never leaving his side until he feels better.
“You have been taking such good care of me those last few months. Thank you,” he murmured softly, watching me with some sort of curiosity as I bring his clothes to him.
“It was my pleasure. I mean… You are welcome,” I responded sheepishly, scolding myself for saying something stupid. “I’m glad you’ve made it.”
“Thanks to you,” Cormac slowly approached me in order to take his belongings. “Seriously, you’ve been very kind which is rare nowadays. Maybe I can do something for you in return?”
“You are still not strong enough to do a hard work, Mr. Cormac,” I let my breath out.
“How many times I asked you to call me Shay? And to answer your question… Well, I believe that I’m strong enough to do this,” Shay narrowed the gap between us and the next minute his lips were pressed against mine. I gasped, not expecting this to happen but happily received the kiss because I secretly was very fond of Shay.
“Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Usually it’s the man who asks this sort of questions,” he giggled before disposing of my dress. “I’ve been wanting this since I laid my eyes on your for the first time when I woke up,” Cormac whispered amusingly in my ear while his hands were caressing my naked body. I exhaled sharply, asking him to get rid off what was left of his clothes.
“Tell me what do you want, lass,” Shay muttered, kissing my neck.
“Tie my hands up and tease me until I won’t be able to take it anymore,” I started, feeling that my shame was long gone. “And then…”
“And then fuck you?” A cheeky smile spread across his face. “I must admit I didn’t think you’re into this sort of things but I’m glad I was wrong.”
I licked my lips in anticipation when Shay pushed me down onto the bed, taking his belt to tie my hand together.
“Your breasts are so fucking sexy!” he groaned as he squeezed them with hunger flickering in his eyes. “Are you not afraid to be so vulnerable around me, love?”
I shook my head, smiling lovingly, waiting for him to proceed. God, Shay was so good at this! My whole body was trembling non-stop as Cormac was kissing, biting, nuzzling and licking my skin, finding all of my sensitive spots right away. I was already a mess and he haven’t even fucked me yet.
“Please, Shay,” I begged, restrained and not being able to reach down and drag him closer to me. “I’m ready, I’m so wet for you. Please…”
“Wet you are,” he agreed, smirking as the devil himself, stroking his hard cock. “Fuck! Come here!” Cormac grabbed my leg and pushed it over his shoulder. And then he entered me in one swift thrust, making me moan from the intrusion.
The waves of pleasure washed over me as I climaxed, seeing with my blurred gaze how Shay came on my abdomen, grunting loudly.
He untied my hands and kissed me.
“It was wonderful. And I’m sorry but I need to go now,” he began to dress.
“But your belt!” I exclaimed as he turned around before opening the door.
“Keep it as a reminder and the promise of my future visit,” Cormac winked and left me lying there with a happy smile on my face.
Confession [@madamretto]
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‘I would not mind at all if I were to be taken by one of two men: Jacob or Shay. I dunno, maybe both at the same time 😆’
Confession [@thepandadrawer]
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‘So, my 18th B-day is coming up soon (April 26) and my birthday wish is for both Haytham and Shay to both bend me over and do me hard… Although I most certainly wouldn’t mind a visit from any other assassins or templars that found their way to where Haytham, Shay and I were celebrating…’
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Buon compleanno from all of us at La Rosa in Fiore!
Get ready to savour that templar cake ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
‘My birthday is on Easter this year and I would love nothing more than to have Edward or Shay naked with bunny ears on. Maybe they go at it a bit while I watch?’
Confession [@alafairftw]
Buon compleanno from all of us at La Rosa in Fiore. Such a good day to go, ehem, egg hunting too. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
I’ve just finished watching “Bioshock Infinite” as well as “Assassin’s Creed Rogue” and I couldn’t help but fell in love with Booker DeWitt and Shay Cormac. They both are such badass characters. This is maybe out of place but I can’t stop fantasizing about them pursuing me as their target. Booker needs to bring me back alive in order to “wipe away the debt” while Shay was ordered to kill me on sight. When they catch me they can’t agree upon what should be done with me. Eventually both men decide to fuck me senseless first to take their frustration out on me. “You made us chase after you for too long,” DeWitt hisses into my ear undoing my shirt and pants while Cormac is holding my hands so I won’t be able to escape. He smirks at me and I swallow nervously, not knowing what to expect exactly.
It becomes clear when Booker begins to fuck me from behind, stretching my ass, pulling my hair. “Shit, you feel good!” he roars as I look at Shay who is already lying beneath me. “I believe your sweet little cunt requires some attention too.” The Templar sends me the dirtiest smile ever, pushing inside me with his hot cock, ignoring my whimpers. “You’re enjoying it, aren’t you?” DeWitt laughs before biting my shoulder and I scream which gives Shay an opportunity to shut me up, almost smothering me with his slick tongue and kisses.
When men are ready to cum, they make me get down on my knees and suck both of their dicks simultaneously. I’ve never thought that I’ll be doing it so greedily, hearing their hoarse voices while they are talking dirty to me. In a few minutes my face is covered in sperm – I can taste in my mouth, feel it running down my chin and neck. “You were so kind letting us fuck you that I suppose you deserve a reward.” Cormac pushes me down on my back and starts playing with my nipples. “You’re right,” Booker whispers softly. “This horny little slut so desperately wants to cum, doesn’t she?”
I squirm, feeling DeWitt’s long fingers entering my pussy and roughly fucking it. I moan as loud as I can, begging them to let me cum, squeezing Shay’s arm when the end is near. I squirt all over Booker’s fingers, being on the edge of losing my mind. “Well, since it’s over, what should we do with her?” the Templar asks, licking his lips.
“I suggest we go for round two and decide later.”
“Then it is settled.” I see their naughty stares, not sure whether I could handle both of them again without… well, dying from pleasure. But nevertheless it’d be the best way to go 😀
Confession [@madamretto]
