‘I feel like a dirty voyeur for wanting to spy a young Connor entering adulthood–like a 20-year-old Connor–masturbate for the first time, ever. All the awkward bells and whistles included. Like I can just imagine him being so damn embarrassed about it. I’d help him, but I get this feeling that Achilles would catch him first, and he’d get in trouble. LMAO I’d get the hell outta the Homestead ASAP if Achilles also catches me catching him, AHAHAHA’
Confession [@haythamsenpai]
‘Has anyone here ever turned on the ‘Big Mouth’ cheat in AC Rogue? Shay says the funniest lines with them, but oh man…with the rope dart, however, he says his cheesy lines in a way that it comes off as suggestive. “Get back over here!” and “Let me pull you into the discussion!” I can hear Shay saying that to me after playfully chasing me in the wild. He’d tie me with the rope dart and have his way with me. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)’
Confession [@haythamsenpai]
After playing Devil May Cry 5, I realised that despite the fact that I want to have a very hot threesome with Dante and Jacob, I’m actually more intrigued with the possibility of letting Jacob have his way with Vergil while Dante and I watch. We know Jacob is very adept in switching roles; he can be a great dom or sub whenever the situation calls for it. And right now, I want to see him dominate the elder twin. It’s a *very* difficult task; Vergil has so much tight control of his submissive side that it’s impossible for anyone else to see it.
Impossible until it gets coaxed out of him by one very determined Jacob Frye (who has never failed in seducing anyone). Jacob may not be as intelligent as Vergil, but his masculine wiles are a stuff of legend. He doesn’t even shrink from the sight of Vergil changing to his demon form in an attempt to ward him off. He keeps pushing and gleefully discovers how to coax out that demon cock under all that scaly layer of armor.
And when Vergil is finally reduced to his human form, his normally stoic countenance an absolute wreck, broken words spilling from his mouth and pleading for release, only then would Jacob allow me to ride him to oblivion while he lays claim to my ass. Dante at this point has lost all his patience and decides to join in, roughly taking Jacob from behind. It’s hard to know who’s controlling our synchronised movements; I just know that I’m caught in this scorching, powerful maelstrom of sensations overwhelming all of us.
‘For this Christmas, I want Jacob to fuck me so hard, I’m going to feel him until New Year’s Eve. I want him to drill me so hard the bed squeaks, pin my arms behind my back, grab my hair, and just completely dominate me. Because it’s when he’s rough with me – when I’m completely under his mercy – that I find the greatest release from the stresses of life. He knows that I feel the freest when I let him take control, and he knows exactly how intense he needs to be.’
‘I’ve been watching ASMR videos to help me sleep. I tend to stay away from the whisper type of videos because I have a rather embarrassing reaction to them. No matter who whispers, man or woman, I always feel a jolt of arousal. And now I can’t help but daydream a modern Jacob Frye with his own ASMR channel. Unlike other ASMRtists, he always shows his face… because he knows that it’s his face that’s half of the reason why he has millions of subscribers. He never says anything lewd, but every seemingly innocent word he whispers never fails to send me into a lustful haze. I can imagine actually masturbating while watching his videos and even becoming bold enough to send him a private message, hinting what I’ve done while watching his videos. He’d send a message back, asking if I could give him a ‘live demonstration.’ I agree on the condition that I do it while he talks to me over on vidchat. He does, and my phone’s battery nearly died because he just can’t stop whispering me lewd things, and I just can’t stop touching myself and bringing myself to an orgasm, again and again. When we finally meet in person, we’re basically lost to the world for 3 whole days because all we’ve done during that time is fuck, eat, and sleep. But mostly fuck.’
Alexios is a very attractive man, but I had no dirty thoughts about him at all… until I decided to change the look of his armor, and now I can’t stop fantasizing about him. Now I’m imagining having a threesome with him and Jacob. I imagine that the latter is my long-time boyfriend, and Alexios is someone we both met and decided to share for one night because we were both attracted to him. Jacob would fuck me to demonstrate to Alexios how I like it, but then while the Brit is hovering over me and screwing me senseless, the Greek would feel impatient and roughly take Jacob from behind. Jacob is then driven to frenzy, sandwiched between the two of us, mindless with lust as both his cock and ass are pleasured. Jacob comes first with a shout, unable to handle it all, then Alexios follows soon after. I don’t come, but I don’t even mind – I’m far too transfixed by the expressions of the men in front of me.
When they both collapse on either side of me, I turn to Jacob and gather him in my arms. He’s shaking quite a bit and he’s nearly unconscious, but before I can tease him about it, I feel Alexios grabbing me from behind. “You’re not done yet,” he murmurs. “Are you watching?” He reaches over to give Jacob a light tap on the head. Jacob replies with a snort but he opens his eyes, fixes his intense hazel gaze at us. “Because now you’re going to watch her come undone.” I squeal when I feel his fingers breach my entrance. “Damn, you came a lot, didn’t you, Jacob?” Alexios growls when he feels Jacob’s come inside me.
Jacob bites his lip, one corner lifting up to form that trademark smirk. He gives me a knowing stare. “Just your fingers? Surely you can… ‘rise’ up to the challenge of fucking both of us in one night. Don’t tell me you only have one round in you.”
I can practically see Alexios’ surprised expression. His fingers go still inside me. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” both Jacob and I reply in unison. “And besides,” Jacob adds, popping a finger inside my mouth that I happily suck with a moan, “I don’t think it’s fair that only I can feel your cum inside me.”
By the night’s end, all three of us are a tangled mess of limbs on our bed with both of their ejaculate trailing down my thighs and, were I to inspect closely, their holes glistening with each other’s come as well. Of course Jacob *had* to sample Alexios’ ass at one point. And now I want to reach for my favourite strap-on and fuck Alexios senseless, too, but that would be for another day.
‘Imagine you and Jacob working on a mission while attending a party. You separate to do your assigned tasks but Jacob (being Jacob) kind of blows it. He needs to hide because he was detected and he couldn’t find the place until he sees you and your big floofy dress and decides that your dress is big enough for him to hide in. Knowing that your cover would be blown if they catch him, you let him hide underneath your skirt. Everything goes well until you can feel his hands on your thighs and his breath in between them. He pushes the cloth of your panties to one side, licking your clit lightly and teasingly. Not enough to make you incoherent, but enough to fire you up and distract you from the mission at hand. You suspect that he wants you to fail (he *loves* it when you lose control), so you take the challenge. You try keeping up with the conversation in the party even when he becomes very enthusiastic with his “eating.” When you come, it’s only a slight buckling of your legs and a quick intake of breath that gives it away, impressing Jacob but at the same time exciting him because now he wants to make you really lose control in front of everyone. The only question is – will you allow him to? ;)’
Jacob and I are very committed to each other, but that doesn’t mean our bed isn’t welcome to someone else. The only problem is, we haven’t really found someone who we’re both attracted to and would very much want to share between ourselves.
That is, until we both meet Ignis. I find myself drawn to his intelligence and how calculated he is. I never expected Jacob to like him at all; Ignis does share some qualities with Evie, whom Jacob never really worked well with. But I was surprised when he admitted that he was attracted to him as well.
“I want to see that perfect hair ruined and that body sweaty in our bed,” Jacob reveals as we watch Ignis quietly go about his business. “I bet he’s a real freak.”
I nod, licking my bottom lip. “I want to see him *ruined*, period. A guy like him has got to have a lot of pent-up emotion bubbling inside,” I add in a hushed tone.
Jacob smirks when Ignis glances at us. He makes sure to maintain eye contact with the other man when he leans down to press his lips against my ear. “You up for a game, love?” he whispers, nibbling on the sensitive shell. The action dazes me for a second, and I bite my lip, a moan escaping me unbidden.
“G-game?” I reply throatily. Ignis keeps staring at us, his eyes clear even through his glasses.
“We each play ‘The Desecration of Iggy’, see what makes him lose that precious control.“
I snort softly at the name. “So we seduce him separately. That’s unfair. You’re a little ahead of that game, Jacob.”
“Don’t be too sure. I’ve seen how he looks at you.” He leans further down then and nips my neck.
I gasp at the sensation. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
Jacob hums in agreement and starts sucking on the sensitive skin. My eyes flutter, but I refuse to close them. Ignis is still watching us and I’m unable to break his gaze. The man frowns slightly, those green eyes almost hawklike; why do I get the feeling that he already *knows* what we’re planning?
I find myself turned on at the thought.
For the next several weeks we play our game. Whereas Jacob preferred to use more physical ways to seduce Ignis (sly gazes, soft touches, bending over while wearing his tightest pants), I would instead use words, carefully crafted to provoke a response from him. Unfortunately, nothing seems to work. Ignis never fails to be composed and formal to both of us, rebuffing us gently but with authority.
I’m utterly convinced that Ignis is just not attracted to us until one night when I come home to find Jacob tied up on our bed, a gag around his mouth, and a plug seated deep inside his ass. For a moment I wonder how in the world Jacob managed to tie himself up until I feel an arm curling around my waist, pulling me roughly against a warm solid frame. “You’re late.” I gasp when I hear Ignis’ deep purr.
That night, Jacob and I finally discover what makes Ignis lose his precious control. And it involves him watching both of us fuck each other while taking orders from him, and eventually him fucking Jacob while Jacob is inside me. Because *of course* he gets off from controlling others in bed.
You know what would be a great birthday present? Jacob and me, and our imagination at one of those Themed Love Hotels you can find in Japan.
On second thoughts, can we take a video while we are at it? :3
~ Annetta
‘I love my sweets and Jacob knows it. Poor man has been trying to get me off my addiction for sweets but failed miserably. I received a text from him one day, telling me he bought some sweets for me, ahem… for our consumption. By the time I got home, I found a box of Candy G-String and Candy bra on the table with a note, “Wear them before entering our love chamber.” So, I did. When I entered our shared room, there he was waiting for me on the bed wearing nothing but a pair of Candy Posing Pouch! Need I say more? Nah… You can guess what happen after. 😏’