Desmond/Lucy, Sex on the Animus [1/?]
anonymous
January 23 2011, 00:13:18 UTC
Desmond grits his teeth as the Animus desynchronizes him from Ezio's memories. He hates that moment: the feeling of falling backward no matter how hard he tries to grip at the images he's seeing. He groans as he comes back to reality, blinking a few times to try to speed up the return of his focus. But unlike each time hes waking up in the Sanctuary of the Auditore Villa for the past three weeks, it's Lucy's face that greets him in his timeline instead of Rebecca's. He frowns lightly
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Desmond/Lucy, Sex on the Animus [2/?]
anonymous
January 23 2011, 00:14:35 UTC
Lucy lets him ravish her breasts until she can take it no more, her hands moving from his hair to his shoulders, giving him a sharp push so that he leans back into the Animus. He chuckles lightly and she muffles him again with a kiss, her hands sliding down to his chest before she palms his abs. For someone who spent a lot of his time on his back lately, he's in relatively good shape and the Assassin can feel the ripple of hard muscles beneath her hands. She hums approvingly and lets her hands run lower, until they meet with the waistband of his jeans. They make quick work of his belt and buttons and it's her turn to chuckle against his open lips as Desmond moans when she curls her fingers around him, leaving no doubt in the blond's mind about the effect she has on the bartender
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