#deviilstouch

[immoralitys]

to be asked to stay behind after class wasn’t unusual for ross, not with this professor at least. they had been in a game of cat and mouse the entire semester; one filled with innuendos, longing glances, and lingering touches. surprisingly, however, ross was the mouse in this scenario... he hadn’t made any moves on the older woman, which was not his usual behavior. normally he would have escalated the relationship at the first inkling that the other person was attracted to him-- but there was something about the way aislinn reacted when he played dumb to her advances that only fueled him on.

ross is slow to pack up his things, waiting for the rest of his classmates to file out of the room before approaching her. he lets his bag rest on the floor against her desk, a cocky smirk on his lips as he leans against it. “what can i do you for, professor?”

@deviilstouch​ -- closed .

[falwcll]

closed starter for @deviilstouch​.

does alex know better than this? yes. to hear her father tell it, sexual pleasure of any kind is an affront to the almighty — but female sexual pleasure in particular? right on up there with murder, arson, and blasphemy. with that being said, does alex have certain... urges? certain urges that she shares with just about every other 18 year old on the planet? also yes. it’s these urges that find alex sprawled out on her bed with three of her fingers pressed inside her virgin cunt, imagining they’re some boy from school’s instead of her own as she fucks herself on them with abandon. she’s got the house to herself for once or so she thinks and she’s taking full advantage, a chorus of wanton moans escaping from her full lips. she’s about half a heartbeat away from coming when her door swings open abruptly. she lets out a squeal and her face is nearly as pink as the comforter she’s currently scrambling to pull over herself in a last-ditch effort to preserve what little remains of her modesty. “d-daddy! i... i didn’t know you were getting home early today.”

[edgecfeden]

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there's an edge to laurie's bright gaze, that seeming innocence, that makes london wonder if there's more than meets the eye with her. and there's a lot meeting her eyes already; she's easily noticed her wife's struggle to keep her eyes on laurie's face and not stare at the considerable faceful of tits right in front of her. "well," london starts slowly, biting her lip as if considering her. "first things first, let's get you comfortable…" her brow raises as she starts tugging up on laurie's top, sure her meaning is clear. the vip section is secluded enough they wouldn't be bothered, but it's still a very public place; getting laurie naked for them would make for a nice first test.

nicola glances to london, that lightning-quick quirk of her lips a silent appreciation for her wife's attentiveness. laurie's breasts have been distracting her since this girl all but fell into their laps, but nic is hardly feeling guilty about it. "as for what we'd do to you," nicola purrs, confident fingers working to undo laurie's bra. "that's for us to know and you to earn, isn't it? but let's just say every girl we've taken home has walked funny to her uber the next morning…" nic arches her brow. "how do you feel about anal, actually? my wife is a bit of an ass girl."

[lemonadearchived]

🍋 closed starter for @deviilstouch​

“It is incredibly fascinating to think that such shenanigans would have gotten us all burned at the stake less than a century ago.” Niccolo chuckles, the sound of it low and decadent - near purring - as he allows his fingertip to trail over the many lines of the little blonde’s palm while they all practice at reading one another’s fortunes. Spiritualism. That was what they were calling the witchcraft of old these days, though their seers and prophets were scamming the people more than the church this time around. How he fed off their fear of death and the desperation they exhibited each time one of them tried to make contact with a dead loved one if only to know that there was at least something that existed after their proverbial candles were finally snubbed out! There was simply such a delicious irony to it all, knowing that each time one of them spoke a word his way....they were communicated with the dead. The eternally damned. 

“I know this is meant to be your lifeline, cara mia.” He traces the long crease on Zoya’s palm with a deliberate slowness, glancing up at her pretty face with those amber eyes of his. Restraint, he reminds himself. He wants her to come to him. “Alas, I’m afraid I must disagree with our dear Madame Zereena, however. Life is in the blood. The veins.” His thumb smooths over her skin, charting a path to the lace hem of her delicate sleeve in order to push it up enough that he can graze his nail over the first visible branch of purplish blue on her slight little wrist. Her pulse is thrumming in his ear like a waltz when all he wants is to quicken it to something more like the Tarantella of his youth. “You have such vitality,” he praises genuinely. “You must have such lively dreams, no?”

[filthysins]

closed starter for @deviilstouch​ ft. maxine

maxine is on the verge of tears as silas drives her back to what she assumes is her parents home. she knows she’s in serious trouble, and she knows what the likely consequences will be of her parents finding out not only that she has a boyfriend, but also a fake id and she was caught letting him practically feel her up in a convivence store while pressuring her to buy beer for a party she knew she wasn’t allowed to attend. her parents are likely to pull all their money and cut off funding her college education if they hear about any of that, and maxine knows it. “please don’t tell my parents what you saw, i-i wasn’t going to buy the beer, and...and i didn’t even want to get that stupid fake id but my boyfriend kept pressuring me to get one. her phone pings in her lap, yet another notification from her so called friends pretending to worry if she’s okay or not after they and her boyfriend all but ditched when silas made his presence known. it’s yet another thing that has the blonde on the verge. how could they just leave her like that? she sniffles, fingers fiddling with the hem of her dress that’s just a touch too short and certainly not something she typically wears. again it’s something her boyfriend wanted her in, and now she regrets it every time silas so much as glances her way. “i’ll do anything, just please don’t take me back home like this and don’t tell them what you saw tonight, please!?” she begs, voice breaking just slightly the more desperate she becomes. 

[liittlefreaks]

@deviilstouch​

aaron shut the door of his van and he picked up the crate that had his tools. spending spring break picking up a gardening job was not something he was looking forward to whatsoever but he knew he had to make some money somehow. especially with all the plans he’d made for the summer. he just had to make enough money so he could travel to australia, and spend a couple months travelling around and touching down at the best surfing spots. man, he really wasn’t looking forward to this and the fact that the sun was blazing that particular morning didn’t make it any easier. with a small sigh he glanced at his watch and put his crate down, heading over to the door where he rang the doorbell.

[filthdesire]

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she had been a tricky one. her connection to his son complicated his plans for her. had she been any other woman, he would have taken her to the breeding mill. easy and done. but he couldn’t very well do that without alerting his son and in turn, alerting his wife and the girl’s family. he had to be smart about it. so he seduced her first. pretended to be a man stuck in a unhappy marriage. a man who wanted more with someone like her. he was slow to reel her in but it didn’t take long until their affair started. once he felt that she trusted him enough, he told her that he wanted to take her somewhere special. somewhere it’ll be just the two of them. made her text her boyfriend, her family and friends that she would be going away for a solo trip. that had been a month ago. he had brought her to the mill, and the look on her face once he revealed his plans to her had been one of the greatest joy in his sadistic mind. he had kept her naked and bound. every hour her body was being fucked with a machine, or a ‘puppy trainer’ as he liked to call them was training her holes with toys. other girls in the mill were fucked by their trainers but not penny. only he had access to her holes. “i’ve been informed that a certain puppy hasn’t cooperating during their training sessions.” he let out a tsk as he closed the door to the room, immediately locking from the outside. only his thumb print had access to get out. “remember before i left, you promised you’d be good. you disappoint me, baby.”

[gloryholess]

The law was so ridiculous that nobody really thought much of it. At the beginning of the day, she announced that the day needed to go on as normal. No more water cooler debates on how the voting would go. The freeuse law had just been a few sexist guys putting it out to make a point of their sexism, not as a serious political law that could be passed. But still, these things had to be voted on and Bella hadn’t even thought twice about it. It was stupid. None of that would stop people from gossiping about it, though, and making HR lose their minds. HR had a enough on their plate anyway with the fact that Bella was the youngest boss in the company - clearly there from nepotism - and got hit on by half of the employees there. Thankfully, at least, Bella couldn’t hear the chatter from her corner office. “Asher?” The female called out of her office, needing to go over some numbers with him. “Go ahead and sit. So I wa-”  She began before every radio announced the same thing. The S.exual Freedom For Men Act has passed. All se.x acts are now legal for anyone over the age of eighteen. 

[bitemescftly]

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       She didn’t want to do this. She didn’t want to take the risk, but she had no choice. Anna, along with ten other women who had reached the appropriate age and hadn’t gotten pregnant through the year, had been lead into the clearing where the annual chase would start. The brunette looked to the sides at all the people gathered at the starting line, glaring at anyone who dared to make a comment or look at her in a leering way. The event always gathered the most devoted followers to stand there and watch as the women would race for their freedom. Anna heard the loud whistle going off and without a second thought she bolted towards the line of the woods. The women wore nothing but some light tennis shoes and a cotton dress that reached their knees - modest enough, and yet with nothing underneath the dress it was an additional pro for the men who would chase after them, so much easier to fuck, to grope, to finger with no unnecessary barriers. She didn’t know where the men would be starting the chase from, the positions changed each year - for all she knew she could be running straight towards them instead of away. All they knew was that the women had ten minutes of an advantage before the siren went off and the men would be allowed to start the hunt. Anna could feel her lungs burning, her green eyes trying to seak for the easiest and quickest of paths to take in order to run as far as possible, making turns every few minutes to get the best chance of loosing anyone on her track. She was had heard the siren go off a while ago, the adrenaline pumping through her veins as she ran even faster, racing through the trees, hoping that no one would find her.

[bitingdcwn]

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rafaela’s arms stretch out along the back of the couch, her legs spreading as she does so. she’s never felt more powerful in her home than after becoming laurie’s roommate. she’s so... pliable. so willing and giving and easy, honestly. she’s the sweetest girl, but she’s also the sluttiest girl, both things coming together to make her the perfect fucktoy for rafaela to use as she pleases. as the blonde comes back out from her room, she counts the seconds for her to realise that there’s nothing between her legs. “honestly, i think you just shouldn’t wear anything. as cute as those dresses are... hiding those perfect tits is just like, stupid.” she tells her, a smirk on her lips. 

[darkxtdesirxs]

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄, it was a simple one. Don’t fuck with the money. Of course, there were exceptions to this rule. When a client was getting to handsy. Too quick at the mouth; when they needed to be put in their place. Eva wasn’t of the school that the customer was always right. When it came to the Red Moon and the women and men under her employ. Their needs and wants came first. So long as the golden rule wasn’t broken. With  Saoirse however, it was always something with that girl. Eva wasn’t sure what it was, or what the issue were. But this would make the fifth complaint. Normally when there were issues, she would allow those she left in charge to handle the disciplining. So when Eva did get involved-- it was bad for whom ever was on the receiving end of it.  Sat behind her desk, she struck a match. Lighting the end of cigarette when the knock on her office door sounded. “ Yes,” she called. Watching as her floor manager escorted  Saoirse in. She looked about as happy to be there as Eva was having to deal with this whole situation. “That’s all Danni,” waving them out before motioning for the woman to take a seat in front of her desk. The pair sitting in silence as she took another long drag of her cigarette. “ Normally, I like to think of myself as a patient woman. I don’t ask for much from my girls. If there are issue, most if not all of them get solved in a timely manner. Because in this business, we sell fantasy, fleshly desires. When our clients walk in they come to escape the stupid shit that is out in the world.” Green eye fell onto her form, a neutral expression as she gauged the other response to her.  

“ So when you start making problems and bring the stupid shit into my business, We have and issue. So, what the fuck where you on, when you thought it was a  good idea to -- exuded your independence on a guest? Your here to do a job Saoirse. Or are you going to tell me you didn’t know what we do in a fucking brothel?” 

@deviilstouch​

[immoralitys]

            she’d been told there would be something coming in the mail for her-- a gift from her current lover. they’d given her absolutely no hints about what the package would contain, so a part of her has been anxiously checking her mailbox everyday in anticipation. today it had arrived, just in time for her to open it before their date. and, as juliette opens the box to find a new teddy to wear, and after checking the clock on her phone, she’s quick to get into her room to try it on before they arrive. the blonde is surprised to find just how much they love the way the piece of fabric hangs along her frame, turning her body to look at herself in the mirror. her eye catches glimpse of something else in the reflection, turning quick when she sees the gift’s sender in her bedroom doorway.   “hey---!”   a blush sweeps along her cheeks at the other’s presence. she hadn’t heard them come in, too caught up in making sure her new gift would be the perfect surprise later on.   “get out!”   playfully hitting them, juliette tries to hide the annoyance bubbling in her chest at the ruined surprise.  “get out!”   words are echoed once more as juliette is rolling her eyes at the person in front of her.   “OR.....”   the blonde starts out confidently, until she realizes she has no idea what she’s planning on threatening. biting her lip as she conjures up a possible threat, you can see her eyes light up when she figures it out.   “or you’ll never get to see me in this again!”

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[hcdcsbcbydcll]

@deviilstouch​

“that’s it.” there was a slight laugh that came from his lips, fingers moving to trace the straps of her dress, lips pressing against the shell of her ear so he could whisper into it. “i think you’re too dressed up.” liquor ran through his veins, but he was still sober enough for this, to have the beautiful woman in his arms, to have his blue eyes dipping down her body ready to appreciate “c’mon, sweetheart, strip for me.” pulling away from her body, he sat down on the couch of his hotel room, waiting with baited breath for her to comply.

[innocentlust]

CLOSED  STARTER  FOR   /   penelope   ( @deviilstouch​​ )

henry  was  itching  for  some  fun.   it  was  unfortunate  that  he’s  sense  of  fun  was  quite  different  from  what  other  ‘normal’  people  would  consider  fun,  so  it  wasn’t  often  that  he  could  get  his  hands  on  some.   he  had  a  feeling  today  would  be  different,  though.   when  his  assistant  gave  him  the  client  list  for  the  week  the  day  prior,  one  stood  out  like  a  sore  thumb.   penelope  williams.   he  recognized  the  last  name  to  be  belonging  to  the  town’s  priest  and  after  some  lighthearted  chat  with  his  assistant  on  the  next  clients,  he  had  enough  information  on  her  to  consider  making  her  his  new  device  for  fun.   the  priest’s  sweet,  naive  daughter  who  everyone  liked  for  being  easygoing.   someone  agreeable  meant  an  easy  prey  for  him,  someone  to  coerce  and  corrupt  and  use  to  his  liking.   of  course  he’d  be  cautious  but  the  man  was  a  skilled  charmer.   he  was  confident  in  his  abilities.   when  the  door  finally  opened  to  reveal  the  girl  in  the  doorway,  henry  wore  his  most  charming  smile  and  motioned  her  to  come  in.     “  welcome,  miss.  don’t  be  shy,  come  in.  ”     he  said  as  he  was  putting  on  a  pair  of  gloves,  motioning  towards  the  medical  bed.     “  here,  take  a  seat.  it’s  a  lovely  day,  isn’t  it?  you’re  doing  alright  today?  ”     some  light  chat  thrown  in  there  to  ease  the  girl’s  possible  nervousness,  he  walked  up  to  where  she  was  and  placed  his  hand  on  her  shoulder,  stroking  a  bit  intimate  yet  his  ‘friendly’  smile  was  in  contrast  to  the  touch.     “  you  have  no  reason  to  be  nervous.  this  examination  is  more  than  normal  and  is  actually  necessary  for  girls  your  age.   you’re  actually  a  bit  late  to  this,  even,  but  it’s  okay.   i’ll  make  sure  you’re  alright,  miss.  now,  we’ll  start  with  the  routine  measuring  and  we’ll  need  a  few  less  layers  in  the  way  for  that.  ”

[sweetfcntasies]

@deviilstouch​​​, plot

" good job tonight," jayden tells the other, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he rests back against his seat. tonight's dinner couldn't have gone better, his investors had enjoyed the other's presence a little more than they probably should. his large palm trails down her thigh, thumb brushing over the silky skin. "they loved you," how could they not? she was everything a man could want in a woman and more. her angelic looks were deceiving, though, but that was what he liked the most about her.

[ofsubstnce]

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There was something fishy going on and it was most likely related to Nicholas himself. For the past couple of weeks he had been banned from attending the advisory meetings though subtly so. No one had openly ordered him out of the throne room per se, but suddenly all those little but supposedly important other matters had popped out. An archery practice with a son of a duke that he had hardly interacted with before, an additional etiquette lesson even though he hadn’t had those since he turned 14, a pheasant hunt that hadn’t been mentioned before it was supposed to start despite there not being the season for it. And now this - the private audience with the O’Dougals as if the war between their countries wasn’t looming over their heads. A private audience. Without the countless court men. It was all rather suspicious and Nicholas had a feeling that he wasn’t going to like the reasons why. 

For now he waited, bid his time, observed. The clues had to show themselves sooner or later and since no one had told him that they were about finally declare war on their pitiful neighbours he could only assume that they were about to have further talks. He watched the faces of the other royal family as they entered the room, his eyes locking on the crown princess and he felt himself frown. Why did they bring her here? Everyone knew that the war was inevitable, just a matter of time. Why bring her here unless they wanted to have it further rubbed into their faces that the lack of an heir was the main reason for the tensions between their lands. 

Before she could catch his gaze, he switched it towards his father, expecting to see the man smirk and show the O’Dougals what he actually thought of them. Instead, the man had crossed the distance between the other king and him and shook hands. ‘Thank you for coming here on such a short notice. It is an auspicious day, it is. I trust you all had had a pleasant journey.’ Nicholas heard his father utter absolute nonsense as he treated the other king as though they were equals. It befuddled him. ‘Ah! And that beautiful flower couldn’t surely be the princess Saoirse. How you have grown, my dear. Truly a flower blooming beautifully. Come, come! We shall all be seated now, the dinner is about to begin.’ As he said that the servants entered the room and soon chairs were being puled from under the lavishly set table so that they could all take their predesigned seats.  

It was all surprisingly lacking in proper etiquette as though friends were meeting and not two opposing forces. For some reason even his father hadn’t sat by the head of the table. Nicholas couldn’t wrap his head around it all and he kept staring at their guests trying to see how much of a surprise it was to them. With Saoirse seating right in front of him he tried to catch her gaze, he needed to know if he was the only one that had been left in the dark. The childish urge to reach under the table and kick her shin to get her attention was overwhelming and overfamiliar as they had known each other since their childhood and had spent many hours bullying one another so he gave in to it. The top of his shoe only barely reached deep into her layers to make contact.