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February 15, 2017

I’ve been waiting for you all day, mon amour. I’ve been thinking about how you would come through that door, see me in my naked state and how hard I am while I stroke myself slowly. All day long I’ve been thinking about what I’ll do to you when you arrive from work. How I’ll make you beg and squeal when I work you with my fingers. Oh, but if you want me to do the begging, I will submit to you. I promised to give you a Valentine you’ll never forget, and I intend to keep my promise.

Je t’aime,
Arno

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This is especially for the lovely Sister Teodora (@mllemarieantoine) 😉

~ Signora Paola

Confessions, Paola's Choice

February 10, 2017

To continue that ‘Jacob as a drummer while I’m a bassist’ AU confession I made months back, imagine this AU with the Assassins and Templars being in rival bands/management. As you probably know, I headcanon modern Jacob as the type who would keep sending you pictures of himself, both innocent and dirty. I’m very careful with my privacy so I would immediately download everything he sent me to my computer harddrive so my phone and account would be clean. However, there’s one photo that I didn’t get to delete right away. The Templars, in their attempt to discredit our band, decide to hack our mobile phones. They’re successful, but don’t really get anything “scandalous” from us – except one: A picture of Jacob’s dick.

Now, I don’t know if it’s sheer desperation (it probably is), but they leak it in hopes that it will be enough to get the parents of our younger fans all outraged and boycott us. It isn’t. #JacobsPackage becomes a trending topic on Twitter, with most praising the “amazing” girth of his package. Some are understandably upset… not because Jacob’s Package got leaked, but because they’re all jealous that I get to tap that every night. I don’t even mind that Jacob becomes the King of Smug Bastards during that week because those are Seven Days of Orgasmic Bliss.

Confessions, Paola's Choice

February 8, 2017

I’m trying to learn how to cook. One thing that I’m clumsy at is learning how to slice and dice properly. Jacob would try to help out. He’s absolutely hopeless when it comes to cooking, but he does know how to wield a knife. But of course it doesn’t end there. Since I read from a recipe book, he finds another use of that voice of his: Reading me the instructions. It’s very kid-friendly at first, but this is Jacob we’re talking about. Soon, he’s reading my butter recipes in a buttery sinful voice. He’ll even make dirty jokes about the phallic-shaped vegetables I have. He’d take out one particularly thick cucumber, put it in front of his crotch, and go, “Pretty close to the real thing, don’t you think so, love?”

Thing is, I don’t allow any sweaty romps while I’m working, so Jacob, the little shit, would try so hard to lose my focus. He’s always had near successes, but I always manage to finish before yanking him towards the dining table (or the floor… or even against the fridge) to have my very dirty way with him. Except that one time I left the stove on and burned our entire dinner. Jacob was very remorseful and offered to cook for us. I would never trust him with the full control of the kitchen so I ended up directing him what to do. While he was wearing my cute Hello Kitty apron… and nothing else.

I blame this. I regret nothing.

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~ Signora Paola

Confessions, Paola's Choice

February 1, 2017

Bless me, my sisters, for I have truly sinned. I have committed the sin of adultery. Jacob took me to his hotel room last night. I knew he was married, the gold band on his left ring finger reminded me of that. “No, we shouldn’t do this,” I whimpered as he pushed me against the wall. I was barely clothed, only my skirt was left and it bunched up when he lifted me. “But you *want* to,” he purred against my ear. He unzipped his trousers and entered me in one smooth motion. I kept whimpering “no” but the more he fucked me, the more it felt like I was saying, “No, this pleasure is too much please have mercy.” When I came, I had tears in my eyes, both from the ecstasy and the guilt.

Jacob followed soon after with a shout, withdrawing quick enough to come on my belly. When his vision cleared he took one look at me and his smugly pleased expression turned into concern. “Did I hurt you?” he asked, wiping my tears with his thumbs.

“No, just overwhelmed. I’ve never done this before.” There was a pause and he smiled, leaning down to kiss me. He rested his forehead against mine.

“Hey, we don’t have to roleplay if it’s too much,” he said gently, sweetly.

“But I want to,” I replied. “Let’s just lay off the cheating roleplay for the meantime.”

He hummed in affirmative and gave my nose a kiss. “So, got any bright ideas, Mrs. Frye?”

An idea crept to mind and I smirked at him. “Yes. One that involved a teacher and her very naughty student.”

He raised an eyebrow and chuckled deep in his throat. “Got a little schoolboy fetish, don’t you? Well, I won’t disappoint.”

Confessions, Crossovers, Paola's Choice

January 26, 2017

I’m playing Final Fantasy XV right now and I can’t help but imagine a little crossover where I am the reigning monarch with my own elite bodyguards, but I only have two: Jacob Frye and Nyx Ulric. Not only do they share my powers, but they share my bed as well. One fantasy I have right now is being stretched out on the bed, resting my back against Jacob. My wrists are tied against the headboard. Nyx is in between my legs, kissing and licking up from my thighs towards my abdomen and breasts, purposefully skipping my aching and wet pussy. When he reaches my neck he looks at Jacob; the two men eye each other silently at first before they smirk in unison. They then kiss each other passionately, the sounds of their smacking lips and their dual moans making me whine. They pull apart; Nyx licks his lips while Jacob opens his mouth and flicks his tongue, a wordless invitation for me to dive in.

An open-mouthed kiss made filthier because now I have both of these men’s tongues prodding mine, and now all I want is both of them eating me out at the same time. Without even making a request, both men immediately know what I want and they pin me down. The dual assault of their tongues and fingers inside me is just too much and my orgasm hits me so hard I pass out for a few minutes. When I come to, I’m lying across both of their laps, both of their erections hard and pressing against my back. I see them kissing again and all I want now is to please both of them at the same time. Should I please them both with only my mouth? Should I have Jacob fuck me while I suck Nyx? Should I have Nyx doing the fucking with Jacob in my ass? Or should Nyx fuck Jacob while Jacob eats me out?

So many possibilities. I want to experience them all. 😉

Confessions, Paola's Choice

January 3, 2017

‘I think I’m having a growing kink for hair pulling. Imagining older Jacob pulling my hair while he fucks me from behind is now turning me on more than anything. Oh, I can imagine younger Jacob doing this too, but for some reason when I want to imagine a dominant, “alpha” Jacob who’s so in control I always gravitate towards his older self. Just imagining that rough, calloused hand clamping on top of my mouth to keep me quiet while the other yanks my hair back so that he can whisper unadulterated filth in my ear is enough to send my libido into overdrive.’

Confessions, Paola's Choice

December 25, 2016

‘I was born and raised in a tropical country, so naturally the biting winter cold isn’t something that I’m used to. The charm of the snow wore off pretty quick for me and all I want now is my tropical heat back. I’ve become a little withdrawn and grumpy, something that Jacob notices immediately. Come Christmas morning, I wake up to him bringing me breakfast in bed. He massages my feet and tells me stories while I eat, and I can immediately feel my spirits lifting. When I’m done, I tell him a heartfelt ‘thank you’ for making me feel better, but he goes, “Oh, I’m not done.” He then sets aside the food tray, pushes me back down on the bed, and grabs the thick comforter to pull it over our heads, forming a cocoon around us. “I’ll keep you warm here,” he says in a husky voice. By the time he throws the comforter off our bodies, both of us are naked and very sweaty. The cold air doesn’t bother us one bit as we continue our Christmas morning romp, alternating between rough, relentless fucking to sweet, torturous lovemaking.’

Confessions, Paola's Choice

December 16, 2016

‘Despite his “sex god” status (judging from his many confessions), I think Jacob is the silliest and most affectionate when it comes to little bedroom mishaps. Mortified because you let out a loud queef (aka vaginal fart)? He’d laugh, but he’d be sweet about it, giving you a hug while saying something like, “You’ve heard how my farts sound like, right?” Embarrassed because your leg cramped while he’s fucking you hard with your legs over his shoulders? He’d “scold” your bad leg for ruining the moment (he’d give it a name). Then he’d turn all concerned and ask you if you’re still good to go or if you’d just rather let him massage your bad leg better.  I don’t know about you, but hell yes, I’d be willing to give it another go! The one thing that turns me on as bad as sex god Jacob is a lovable and doting Jacob.’

Confessions, Paola's Choice

December 2, 2016

‘Modern day!Connor may not be as sexually adventurous as the other modern Assassins, but I have this little headcanon that when he finds one kink, he sticks with it and gets really freaky with it. I don’t see him as someone who would like public sex, oh no. But I do see him as someone who has a kink with, uh, bodily fluids. He loves it when he sees his cum all over his lover’s body, but not as much as feeling her juices all over him. Every time he has sex with her, he needs to make her squirt each time. Good thing his cock is shaped just right. ;)’

Confessions, Paola's Choice

November 30, 2016

So while watching this video (4 things you can’t do in space), I was immediately amused when the first one was “No sex allowed.” Because right away, I started imagining how it would be like to be in space with Jacob. Being that I’m a huge space and sci-fi nerd I imagined being in a mission where the rest of the crew were on an away mission to some planet, leaving only Jacob and me in the ship. We’re orbiting around the planet, monitoring our crewmates’ activities. It’s a mission that takes several days so eventually we get bored. I’m the more “serious” one between the two of us, so I try not to let it show. Jacob turns to me with that sly smirk on his face, one eyebrow raised.

“You know, there’s one thing we can do to pass the time,” he declares. He unbuckles his harness and floats towards my seat. He hovers over me, both hands on my shoulders, massaging them slowly.

“No sex in space, Jacob,” I automatically reply, even though I’m getting very aroused. It has been a while; since being assigned to this planet we hardly could spend time alone together.

“Tell that to me again later when I’m done with you,” he drawls against my neck.

“E-even if I allow it, it’d be difficult to have sex here, you pervert!” I retort and try to disengage from him, but the breathiness of my voice betrays my desire.

He laughs, low and deep. “Challenge accepted.” He then removes my own harness and lifts me, removing my shorts and underwear in one pull.

“Jacob!” I protest as I watch my clothes float away. I reach out towards the nearest wall I could touch, trying to re-orient myself. “I think you need gravity to fuck me.”

“Oh ye of little faith,” he purrs before yanking me towards him, resting my thighs on his shoulders and burying his face in my pussy. I clutch on the handle bars tightly behind me as he devours me like a man who hasn’t eaten in days. It takes a lot of my concentration to keep holding on when all I want to do is seize and pull his thick brown hair, to push that handsome face tighter against my groin, to have his wicked tongue prodding deeper inside me. Before I come, he withdraws and quickly removes his own clothing. He pushes me further against the wall and wraps my legs around his waist. “I can’t fuck you without gravity, hmm?” With that, he enters me in one smooth thrust. “Hold tight,” he growls as he plants his feet on the wall for leverage.

He can’t fuck me that hard and fast like we usually do when we’re back on Earth, but the slow tempo is a very nice change of pace. We both come hard and too soon; it has really been a long time for both of us. When we’re both gasping for breath, utterly spent, I feel him snorting against my neck. “What?” I croak, giggling when the puffs of air from his mouth tickle my skin.

“Well, you’re kind of right. I do need gravity to fuck you properly. But you have to admit that space sex is pretty damned spectacular.”

“Hey, maybe next time I’ll suck your cock. Then when you come I’ll let go so we can watch your jizz floating on air. We can take pictures!” I say it all in jest and laugh loudly. The mischievous look in his eyes, however, tell me that he’s actually considering it. “Jacob, no.”

“Jacob, YES.”

I REGRET NOTHING.

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~ Signora Paola