‘I’d love nothing more than to pamper the shit out of Connor for Valentine’s Day. I’d enjoy tying him down, covering him from head to foot in something sticky and sweet, and then removing it all with my tongue. It would make for an unexpected, pleasurable end to a long day of training, I think.’
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‘I like to imagine Haytham giving a nice surprise handjob for Shay on Valentine’s day.’
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‘We would dance the whole Valentine’s day with Ezio at a masquerade ball and the night would go by with passionate, sweaty love making.’
‘Valentine’s day. Jacob sends Greenie on a mission so that they are all alone. As Evie comes into the train Jacob closes the door and it’s all dark. He steps behind her and with his hands he goes down her body. “Jacob…” she moans as he feels her brother’s fingers inside her. “I know you don’t like this day but I thought you might like this?” Jacob whispers and rips off her clothes and fucks her mindlessly in every position you can imagine. “Say Evie… who’s a good girl?” he smiles. “I am…”’
Confession [@fatummeum]
‘I would love to be woken up by Shay eating me out on the Valentine’s day morning and then end up spending the whole day in the bed with this gorgeous man.’
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‘Forget the chocolates and flowers, all I want for Valentine’s Day is Connor. Although him covered in chocolate and rose petals around the bed would be just as divine.’
Confession [@thatbellagaze]
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Aguilar wasn’t normally one for Valentine’s Day, it was just another day to the Creed. But this year, he wanted to do something special for his partner, a beautiful lady by the name of Maria.
They had breakfast, watching the sun rise, they went out on a horse ride, enjoying the scenery. They stopped at a hidden glade, one that had been found by Aguilar ages ago, but had remained a secret. After exploring the nearby area for supplies, they built a campsite and relaxed. They had something to eat, cooked on a fire. They exchanged gifts, Maria gave Aguilar a new set of throwing knives, and he got her a new blade. They thanked each other, then started kissing, which ignited a passion, fueled by lust and wine, and led to a steamy sex session, their screams swallowed up by the night sounds. They snuggled up after, falling asleep, entwined in each other’s arms.
Confession [@estel619]
‘On Valentine’s evening, Crawford Starrick takes me to bed and blindfolds me, laying me back against the soft pillows before he slowly pulls off my clothes, his rough fingertips tracing as much of my body as he can but not touching where I want him to … yet. He just teases me until I’m on the edge, begging him before he is suddenly deep inside me, breathing heavily and fucking me into the mattress while holding my hands down beside my head. Oh god, how I’d love that! ❤’
Confession [@castielsangel-x]
Terrible Tuesday it was. I was on the verge of crying my heart out when I picked up my phone and dialled his number. Luckily for me, he answered. I started pouring my heart out.
“Tell you what, come straight home after work. No stopping for drinks in a pub. Just come home. I have something for you,” he said, optimism ringing in his voice.
Later that day, I got home to find what seem to look like a treasure map. I picked the map up to study it and read the instructions. If that was his idea of cheering me up after a hard day at work, it was working.
Following the map, I ended up in the kitchen. There was nothing unusual about the kitchen until I saw another piece of paper on the counter. Like the first piece of paper, it was a map. Again, I followed the markings until I got to another map in another room. I found more maps in various rooms of our house.
It took me a while to go through the route on the maps. At last, I stood at the bottom of the staircase. I went up and at the top of the stairs, instead of a map, I found a pink note telling me to follow the rose petals. I followed, wondering what I would find at the end of the trail. The trail stopped at the floor of our bedroom door. There was a note stuck onto the door saying, “Roses mark the spot and you will find your treasure.” Curious, I opened the door.
It was a pleasant surprise to find Jacob sitting on the bed, naked with a bouquet of roses covering his manhood. “Roses mark the spot and you will find your treasure,“ he smirked, pointing at the bouquet of roses. Judging from the silly (and horny) grin on his face, I knew what he wanted. Removing the bouquet to reveal my “treasure,” there it was waiting for me to wake it. I did what I had to do to wake it up and wrapped my mouth around his girth.
After a while of pleasuring Jacob, he stopped me. “I cannot stand it any longer!” he said, taking off my clothes. He then pushed me onto the bed and penetrated my slick folds. We took it slow at first. He claimed he wanted to feel my tight walls around him and fill me up with his seed. Most of all, he wanted to enjoy the intimacy. We gazed into each other’s eyes as he thrusted within me. He started picking up his pace, thrusting faster. Our loud moans filled the room and he pushed himself deeper inside me when he unloaded his warm seed. Exhausted, he pulled his flaccid manhood out and brought me into his arms.
“I was only stressed out, Jacob. It is not my birthday or anything,” I commented. He smiled at me and planted a kiss on my forehead.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, my Love…” he whispered. “I am glad my plan to cheer you up before sex worked!” he said. Carved on his face was an expression of triumph and happiness. I kissed his lips and thanked him for always being there for me when I needed him.
Indeed it was a good way to end a stressful day at work on Valentine’s Day. Did we stop at that moment? Of course not. Let’s just say I went to work the next day, sore but happy.
Confession [@jezsiema]
‘For Valentine’s Day, to celebrate just how sweet I think he is, I’d love to slather honey all over Connor’s chest and thighs and lick him clean~ 👅 👅’
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