thedevilwrappedinsilk

[thedevilwrappedinsilk]

my   mental   health   said   f*ck   you   for   a   long   time   ... 

well ...

*comes   back   from   dah   grave   to   update   muse   list*

[thedevilwrappedinsilk]

••   closed   starter   @toler8lt

"   it's   so   wonderful   to   have   you   over,   vera.   i   trust   everything   is   going   well   with   the   little   one?   ",   he   purrs,   gently   caressing   her   belly   with   the   palm   of   his   hand,   a   rush   of   warmth   flooding   through   him   as   he   feels   his   child   kick.   there's   a   raw   possessiveness   in   his   gaze,   accompanied   by   a   gentle   touch   of   his   lips   to   hers,   without   making   a   sound.   "   the   kids   miss   you   so   much   ",   his   wife   adds   from   the   kitchen,   out   of   view,   "   the   new   nanny   is   a   menace.   never   on   time.   "

[thedevilwrappedinsilk]

“   least   resistance.   “ his   answer   came   almost   immediately,   with   a   nonchalance   that   would’ve   sent   shivers   down   the   spine   of   anyone   who   doesn’t   know   him.   raising   his   chin,   he   looked   down   at   her,   letting   his   tongue   glide   over   his   lips   for   a   moment   as   he   sat   up   on   the   couch   they’d   been cuddling on   just   seconds   ago.   “   i’ll   give   you   enough   money   so   that   you’ll   never   have   to   worry   about   financial   issues.   i   trust   you’ll   keep   your   mouth   shut   about   the   parentage?   can’t   risk   a   scandal.   “   his   voice   was   a   little shaky now,   and   he   tried   to   clear   his   throat   to   make   it   go   away.   “   how   far   along?   “

wanted connections; baby daddy, her ex, her ex she coparents with and hooked up with, her best friend she hooked up with, etc. open to m/nb!

test muse!!! beth finley, 34, single mom, middle school teacher, certified southern belle.

"i'm pregnant," the words came out of her mouth in her thick southern drawl. she continued, not giving the other even a moment to interject "you're definitely the dad and i'm definitely keeping the baby. i just figured it'd be best to tell you and not let you just hear it from someone else," it'd been many years since she'd found herself in this predicament the first time. the difference between then and now was that she wasn't a scared clueless teenager anymore, and she knew she could get through this without or without him. "so, you gonna shock me and be there for your kid? or stick with the path of least resistance?" she was fully suspecting the latter choice; it's what'd happened to her the first time around.

[thedevilwrappedinsilk]

he   loved   this   —   all   of   this.   the   way   she   pathetically   tried   to   block   the   front   door,   the   pathetic   tears   escaping   her   red,   puffy   eyes,   and   of   course   the   pathetic   begging   for   him   to   stay.   as   usual,   he   staid   calm   —   steady   and   stoic   in   his   demeanor,   willing   to   keep   fighting   for   hours   on   end,   always   keeping   the   upper   hand.   “   i   can   do   whatever   i   damn   well   please   “,   he   mumbled,   voice   dangerously   low   as   he   looked   her   up   and   down.   “   maybe   i’ll   go   fuck   a   hooker to   forget   about   the   way   you   treat   me.   i   deserve   better   than   someone   who   constantly   gives   me   a   headache.   now   get   out   of   my   way.   we’re   over.   if   you   truly   loved   me,   you   wouldn’t   start   fights   all   the   time.   “

open to all!

wanted connection; toxic partner, toxic ex, etc.

she knew they were bad for her. she'd been told that fact by countless people and she knew deep down it was true, but as they threatened to really leave her this time she couldn't just watch them leave. this argument had started over something small, like most of their arguments did, and had spiraled into something big enough to break up over. "no! you can't just leave me now!" the girl lunged toward the front door to keep them from passing by. this was toxic but she'd oddly grown comfortable in this dynamic. they had always been this toxic and she never had cared enough to stay away. tears streamed down her face and she looked exhausted from the hours they'd been fighting. "please don't leave me. i promise i won't start anymore fights tonight. i just want you to stay here with me." this was pathetic.

[thedevilwrappedinsilk]

•• closed starter @wantcn >> 2. kiss when its not allowed, dad & daughter ♡

there's   not   a   single   moment   in   which   he   doesn't   think   about   kissing   her.   it's   as   if   her   neediness   fuels   his   own   –   a   vicious   cycle.   as   soon   as   his   daughter   left   the   breakfast   table,   he   felt restless,   sipping   on   his   morning   tea   while   his   wife   talked   about   some   movie   she   wanted   to   watch   with   him.   clearing   his   throat,   he   excused   himself   as   well,   following   lily   into   the   bathroom.   and   there   she   was   –   washing   her   hands,   wearing   the   tight   dress   he   loved   on   her   so   much,   the   one   that   showed   off   her   protruding   pregnant   belly.   his   wife   already   started   to   frown   upon   how   often   he   touched   their   daughter's   bump,   stating   that   he   shouldn't   encourage   her   to   be   a   slut   that   falls   pregnant without   even   knowing   the   father. 

a   low   grunt   involuntarily   escaped   his   lips   as   he   grabbed   her   chin   and   forced   his   tongue   into   her   mouth,   while   his   thumb   graced   her   jaw.   "   lift   your   dress   for   daddy,   angel.   "

[thedevilwrappedinsilk]

the   older   man’s   mouth   twitches   upwards   ever   so   slightly,   resulting   in   the   faintest   smile   —   but   as   quickly   as   it   came,   he   goes   back   to   his   stoic   gruffness   instead.   “the   other   guy   has   it   worse   “,   he   grunts,   shifting   on   the   mattress   to   give   her   a   glimpse   of   the   blood   soaking   the   silky   sheets,   dripping   out   of   a   large,   reopening   wound   on   his   side.   “   only   a   scratch.   i   don’t   need   a   medic.   “   raises   his   hand,   bringing   his   calloused   fingers   to   her   chin,   almost   tenderly.   “   go   to   your   chambers.   sleep.   “

for @thedevilwrappedinsilk ,

' i came as soon as i heard you were back --- ' voice is small , barely audible if it wasn't for their proximity , a confession thinly veiled in between vowels . it's clear she hasn't slept , hair disheveled and eyes puffy , a thick blanket wrapped around her shoulders to shield nightgown - clad frame from the eyes of their servants and guards . ' are you hurt ? ' lingers at the edge of his bed , eyes wide with something she would not dare call worry . ' did you see a medic yet ? '

[thedevilwrappedinsilk]

🐝  *  ―  𝑵𝑶𝑵-𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. (  some triggering content ahead. add " + " to reverse the action.  )

[ wipe ] sender wipes away receiver's tears [ hurt ] sender hurts receiver with words [ lonely ] sender finds receiver alone in a dark room [ wounded ] sender patches up receiver's wounds [ crying ] sender finds receiver crying [ help ] sender runs to receiver when they scream for help [ nightmare ] sender wakes receiver up from a nightmare [ dying breath ] sender talks to receiver before dying [ hold on ] sender pulls receiver into their arms [ anger ] sender takes their anger out on receiver [ argue ] sender gets into a heated argument with receiver [ scared ] sender scares receiver [ sick ] sender cares for receiver while they are sick [ palm ] sender places a hand on receiver to stop them from doing something [ fight ] sender gets into a physical fight with receiver [ comfort ] sender tries to comfort receiver [ blood ] sender notices that receiver is bleeding [ collapse ] sender collapses into receiver's arms [ pressure ] sender puts pressure on receiver's wound [ slap ] sender slaps receiver in the face [ panic ] sender helps receiver through a panic attack [ lie ] sender catches receiver in a lie [ sobs ] sender sobs uncontrollably while receiver holds them [ hiding ] sender finds out that receiver has hidden an injury from them [ death ] sender just died, receiver finds out [ chin up ] sender lifts receiver's chin to stop them from hiding their tears [ fears ] sender talks to receiver about their fears [ scream ] sender screams at receiver [ coping ] sender teaches receiver some coping mechanisms [ loss ] sender is there for receiver after they've lost someone important to them [ needs ] sender asks receiver what they need [ bullet ] sender takes a bullet for receiver [ bruises ] sender finds bruises of unknown origin on receiver [ rainfall ] sender finds receiver out alone in the rain [ hospital ] sender wakes up in a hospital bed and finds receiver sitting by their bedside [ intrude ] sender walks in on receiver treating their wounds [ calming ] sender tries to calm down receiver [ inspection ] sender holds receiver's face while inspecting an injury they got [ rescue ] sender carries receiver to safety [ clean ] sender cleans blood off of receiver's body

[thedevilwrappedinsilk]

[thedevilwrappedinsilk]

— ❝ hear me out… a royal arranged marriage romance. what if 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚 and 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐛 are from different royal families and have been betrothed since birth. their arrangement is the seal between the kingdoms' alliance. raised in different places, 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚 and 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐛 rarely saw each other or spent time together. thus never actually knowing just who the other was or became. when the time comes, the estranged couple is wed, and it doesn't take long for them to realize how incompatible they are. but, incompatibility then doesn't always mean incompatibility forever... especially when war is suddenly knocking at their door.

[thedevilwrappedinsilk]

”   no,   princess.   i   would   not   care.   at   least   not   for   my   own   life   “,   he   declares   firmly,   taking   yet   another   step   towards   her   —   unwilling   to   back   down,   as   always.   “   i   would   say   that   i   forced   you,   that   you   never   consented   to   any   of   this   —   to   protect   your   dignity.   for   if   they   would   put   my   own   head   on   a   spike,   i’d   continue   to   love   you   from   the   other   side   all   the   same.   death   is   but   a   minor   inconvenience   when   it   comes   to   that.   “   to   underline   the   truth   in   his   words   even   more,   he   went   down   on   his   knees   before   her   in   a   fluid   movement.   “   my   soul   is   yours,   my   heart,   my   body.   why   do   you   doubt   that   whenever   i   breathe   in   the   presence   of   another   woman?   “

' that does not mean you should've danced with her . ' with the step he takes toward her , she takes one back ; it's their own twisted little dance and she's determined to lead , for once . ' do you not care for the scandal it would cause if you were discovered in my rooms ? ' a humorless chuckle , another sip from her cup to ease the lingering sting of jealousy . ' ------ i already said i do not want to speak , didn't i ? leave before i call for the guards and show you a true scandal . '

[thedevilwrappedinsilk]

since   the   very   first   time   he   had   laid   eyes   on   her,   she   had   him   wrapped   around   her   finger.   whenever   there   was   a   thunderstorm   —   no   matter   whether   outside,   raindrops   pouring   against   the   window,   or   inside   her   thoughts   —   he   was   there.   always.   foreheads   pressed   together,   breathing   each   other   in,   telling   her   it’ll   be   alright,   that   she’s   safe.    and   now?   now   he’s   standing   before   her,   stubbornly   refusing   to   let   the   tears   escape   the   corners   of   his   eyes.   he   has   to   physically   restrain   himself   from   taking   her   into   his   arms,   digging   his   fingernails   into   the   palms   of   his   hands.   “   i’ve   been   married   to   her   for   more   than   twenty   years.   “,   he   croaks,   fidgeting   with   the   wedding   ring   on   his   finger.   “   i   was   about   to   hand   her   the   divorce   papers,   but   …   i   couldn’t.   i   couldn’t.   “

she's never heard that word from him. whatever wish georgia had, the older male granted, even with a wife in the picture. but now...

"you can't be serious, chester." blonde shakes her head. denial always came first.

her legs began to wobble. she feels dizzy and holding herself up on her feet seems to be more of a task than she could currently handle. georgia collapses onto a nearby chair.

"you told me you were leaving her. what - why did that change, chester? i thought i was good enough for you. i thought we were going to finally be happy and live our lives together without the worry of what others would think." // @thedevilwrappedinsilk

[thedevilwrappedinsilk]

skilled   fingers   buttoned   up   his   white   shirt   while   he   looked   at   himself   in   the   mirror.   as   a   history   professor   at   a   prestigious   university,   it   wasn't   entirely   unusual   for   him   to   wear   more   formal   clothing...   but   not   that   formal.   his   wife   had,   however,   insisted   on   it,   and   as   it   was   her   birthday,   he   obliged.   

when   his   daughter's   hands   fumbled   with   the   tie   around   his   throat,   he   breathed   in   her   sweet   scent,   leaning   in   closer   to   brush   his   nose   against   the   skin   of   her   neck.   "   no   wonder   she's   excited.   she's   been   planning   this   dinner   for   weeks.   "   the   palms   of   his   hands   came   to   rest   on   the   swell   of   lily's   belly,   possessively   cupping   his   proudest   achievement   in   life.   "   you're   wearing   a   tight   dress   tonight   ",   he   mumbled,   equally   gentle   and   demanding.   "   i   want   everyone   to   see.   if   your   mother   gets   upset...   don't   worry.   i   know   how   to   make   her   purr   like   a   cat   again.   "

& @thedevilwrappedinsilk said: 👗  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  helps  yours  get  ready  for  a  fancy  event  [ eg.  fixing  their  tie,  zipping  their  dress ] // MEME // ACCEPTING

"DON'T YOU LOOK ALL HANDSOME." Lily leaned against the doorframe, watching the man as he buttoned up his white shirt - apparently there was a mandatory dress code that her mother had set up for the dinner, even if was just some of family and friends gathering to celebrate the woman's birthday. the brunette couldn't help the way her hazel gaze took in Chester's silhouette, drinking it all in. it wasn't the first time she had seen her father wearing a suit, but the pregnancy hormones were definitely making everything a much more intense experience "let me." the brunette stepped closer, grabbing the black tie from his hands to swiftly create an elegant knot at the base of his throat. "mom's very excited about tonight." Lily added, chuckling as she smoothed the fabric of the shirt out across the man's broad chest "---already made me promise not to wear any tight clothing, apparently getting pregnant is not the most important thing to be discussed tonight."

[thedevilwrappedinsilk]

chuckling   against   the   sensitive   skin   on   her   throat,   he   withdrew   slightly,   just   enough   to   be   able   to   look   her   into   the   eyes.   “   you’re   not   five   anymore,   my   sweet.   i   think   you’re   able   to   breathe   without   me   for   forty-eight   hours,   aren’t   you?   “,   he   purred   teasingly,   secretly   loving   how   dependent   she   was   on   him,   on   his   attention   and   affection.   “   i   do   love   you   “,   he   added,   continuing   the   assault   on   her   neck,   “   but   if   i   don’t   spend   some   time   alone   with   your   mother   every   now   and   then   and   let   her   fuck   me,   she   goes   nuts   with   her   pills.   you   know   that.   “

WELL, MAYBE THIS WAS NOT as bad as he thought. the brunette moaned softly, tilting her head to the side to allow the man a little bit more room to continue on with the sweet torture to the delicate flesh of her throat. she hissed through gritted teeth at the sharp pain interrupting the pleasant nibbles - though not even that was enough to put a damper on the situation. quite the opposite actually "i am allowed to pout when you leave me for the whole weekend, all alone." Lily pointed out, though without making a single move to step away from her dad's reach "i thought you loved me."

[thedevilwrappedinsilk]

“   yeah,   last   time   was   …   “,   he   tries   to   come   up   with   an   excuse   —   and,   finding   none,   simply   lets   his   tongue   roll   over   his   lips   and   shakes   his   head.   “   anyway.   of   course   i’m   obligated   to   go,   in   some   way.   i   barely   spend   time   with   her   at   all   anymore.   she’s   starting   to   get   suspicious.   “

" you promise ? because you said that last time & left me hanging , " astrid replies , eyes rolling -- looking over at the older man before scoffing lightly . " you don't have to , i feel like you think you're obligated to go because you're married to her . "

[thedevilwrappedinsilk]

his   back   pressed   into   the   mattress,   chester   let   out   a   deep   moan.   this,   right   now   —   this   was   his   personal heaven.   cock   filling   his   daughter   so   well   that   the   first   time   (which   had   been   her   actual   first   time)   he   thought   he’d   rip   her   apart. “   fuck   “,   he   gasped,   “   i’ll   breed   you   over   and   over   again.   you’ll   always   be   full   of   me,   full   of   my   babies.   “   the   knowledge   of   his   wife   being   just   a   few   doors   away,   mixed   with   his   daughter’s   words   was   enough   to   send   him   over   the   edge.   with   a   low   growl   bordering   on   a   scream,   he   came   inside   her,   painting   her   walls   white   with   his   hot   cum.   he   didn’t   pull   out   yet   —   he   never   did   that   immediately   after   cumming,   instead   keeping   his   cock   buried   deep   inside   her. “   my   sweet   angel   “,   he   groaned   hoarsely,   tracing   the   curve   of   her   belly   with   his   fingertips.   “   will   you   be   a   good   girl   for   me,   mh?   “   looking   up   at   her,   he   blinked,   aware   that   she   knew   exactly   what   he   wanted   —   after   all,   there   was   a   reason   why   she   had   started   lactating   way   earlier   than   normal.

& @thedevilwrappedinsilk said: ❝ tell me who did this to you.   tell me whose baby is in you right now. ❞  &&’ ❝ i’d keep you like this all the time if i could. ❞ // MEME // ACCEPTING

IF SHE WASN'T SO SURE about the fact that the other woman in the house was currently out like a light - possibly with some help from a few pills - she wouldn't dare to cross this line. Lily looked down at the man laying underneath her, spread so comfortably on her bed with her knees on either side of his hips. his frame so nice, so broad and sturdy for her hands to settle on the man's chest and use as a support as Lily continued to rock up and down on his hard, thick cock. the brunette whimpered softly, far louder than any other time before - not only from the words her father was saying to her, the knowledge of her mom being asleep just down the hall only made it all the sweeter. "you did this to me, daddy." Lily whimpered, driving herself down onto his cock harder than before. "it's your baby inside of me." she added, her right hand moving down to rest on top of the small bump that was already showing. her movement becoming faster, desperation clinging to her skin as she chased her climax on her daddy's length "you can, daddy, you can keep me full of your come and your babies."

[thedevilwrappedinsilk]

A  FUCKED  UP  KISSING  MEME  bc  who  needs  soft  kisses  when  you  can  have  This   !

(   send  me   ‘  💔  ’   to  generate  the  angsty  way  that  our  muses  kiss.  feel  free  to  specify  a  number  or  who  is  kissing  who  if  you’d  like.   )

a  kiss  when  it’s  not  wanted.

a  kiss  when  it’s  not  allowed.

a  violent  kiss.

a  bloody  kiss.

a  lying  kiss.

a  kiss  as  a  warning.

a  kiss  on  an  injury  your  muse  gave  to  mine.

a  kiss  on  an  injury  my  muse  gave  to  yours.

a  kiss  accompanying  your  muse  injuring  mine.

a  kiss  accompanying  my  muse  injuring  yours.

a  drunk  /  drugged  kiss.

a   ‘  goodbye  ’   kiss.

a   ‘  please  ’   kiss.

an   ‘  i’m  sorry  ’   kiss.

an   ‘  i’ll  be  back  ’   kiss.

a  kiss  to  gain  control.

a  kiss  to  give  up  control.

a  kiss  that  draws  blood.

a  kiss  with  tears.

a  kiss  that  won’t  be  remembered.

[thedevilwrappedinsilk]

••   @wantcn   asked:   [   HICKEY   ]:    sender    gives    receiver    a    hickey.

gently   at   first,   he   takes   the   skin   of   her   pale   neck   into   his   mouth.   then,   he   starts   to   nibble,   and   finally   ...   his   sharp   canines   produce   a   large,   purple   hickey.   "   that's   what   you   get   for   your   pouting   ",   he   grumbles,   voice   low   and   sharper   than   he   usually   speaks   to   her.