“When Shay starts talking in his deep voice, I want to fuck his brains out.“
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‘I thirst for Shay like the Sahara Desert thirsts for water.’
“If you played Assassin’s Creed: Rogue, you’d remember poor Shay struggling to swim through the North Atlantic sea, gasping as the cold water unmercifully hit his body. It wasn’t long until the night I went to sleep after an all-day-long session of gaming, that I heard the very same groans and gasps in my dream, only to see Shay fucking me hard in any possible position on his bed inside the Morrigan. I woke up the next day with my panties wet from last night’s creaming – oops, I meant dreaming.”
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‘Being tag teamed by Jacob and Shay sounds like an amazing time.’
‘I want to rest my head on Shay’s back after a night of love-making and hear him breathe, hear that little rumble if he gives the occasional snore. It’s a better lullaby than ‘tura lura’.’
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“I’m torn between fantasies of: 1. fucking Haytham 2. fucking Shay 3. being Haytham and fucking Shay 4. being Shay and fucking Haytham 5. taking part in a threesome (as myself) 6. just watching them go at it (as myself). So many dirty thoughts, so little time. P.S. my sillyfic with a combination of 1, 2, 3 and 5 is probably my weirdest creation ever, but I can’t stop. Someone rescue me, please…”
No idea for a fic is silly, amore! You’re more than welcome to share this fic with us when you finish it!
~Claudia
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“I’m an Assassin going undercover at a boarding school for Templars. Somehow, Shay discovers my secret. I convince him to accept a “bribe” to keep it. It begins with me deep throating him, and ends with him eating me out as if I was a heaping pile of Irish potatoes during a famine.“
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