BoundFaerieTales by Lettie

I will be cutting down my active/public muse list, as I have ~40 muses listed and frankly? Half of them have 0 threads, which just disappoints me since I put a lot of time and effort into them and creating them. I’ll keep all of the bios and a list of all of them, but keep it private to those who request a muse from it / are mutuals. My pinned post will soon have the updated muse list, and I’ll make another post, so keep your eyes out!

All not listed muses will have their threads/asks dropped, which I do apologize for, but it’s for my sanity

Sitting across from Y/m on the bed, Aislin faced them and leaned toward them slightly. “If you’d like, I could provide samples of the goods offered here. So you can see my specific take on them,” she offered, voice huskier than usual as she feigned arousal in an attempt at seduction. Her dress strap slipped down, revealed a bare shoulder, which she left there and simply smiled at Y/m more. “You know, I can be touched if it pleases you,” she offered, lifting one of Y/m’s hands and kissing it out of respect and submission.

“I admit, I am…newer to this trade than some, but I am willing to follow commands and instructions,” the redhead informed him as she slid her other dress strap down to reveal her other breast, equally supple, milky white, and centered with a hardened from genuine arousal nipple that matched its companion in its rosy-pink color. “I’ve never had them ache like this,” she giggled sweetly, taking his other hand and placing it on her second breast in hopes he’d wish to enjoy them both, perhaps even giving more, perhaps oral, attention to her nipples.

“where   are   we   going?”   grace   giggled   as   the   man   helped   her   out   of   the   sports   car.   he   had   always   been   full   of   surprises,   but   this   one   had   been   so   mysterious.   she   took   his   hand   and   they   walked   about   fifty   feet   before   stopping.   the   blindfold   was   removed   from   her   eyes   and   they   widened   at   the   sight   of   the   waiting   jet   on   the   runway.   “you're   not   serious.   we're   flying   to   the   restaurant?”

“We are going to have fun!” Sebastian answered vaguely as he helped his ‘nanny’ out of his sports car, delighting in spoiling her as thanks for her work in his home, and as a companion. He gently slid off her blindfold, careful not to pull her hair. Kissing her neck gently and then standing upright again, he beamed at her reaction. “You’ve said you’ve always dreamt of dinner in Paris, as it’ll be dinnertime there by the time we arrive, so I thought I’d make your dream come true,” he informed her, feeling a bit sheepish about the romantic gesture. “Shall we?” he asked, holding out a large hand to take her own and walk her to the jet.

My  muse  drags  their  fingers  slowly  down  your  muse’s  arm,  pretending  it  was  unintentional.

“Here, take my jacket. You look cold.” “Waking up next to you is my favorite thing of the morning.” “You look beautiful.” “I made your favorite food, because you weren’t feeling your best.” “I brought you flowers to brighten your day a little.” “You can always call me, even in the middle of the night.” “Everything is more fun when you’re around.” “Why would I watch the stars, when I can look at you instead?” “Come under my blanket, I know you’re freezing.” “Please be careful out there.” “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me.” “Your flaws are the best parts of you.” “Home is wherever you are.” “I don’t care what happens, as long as we’re together.” “Promise you’ll never leave.” “Your hand fits perfectly in mine.” “I’d do anything for you, you know that.” “I want us to grow old together.” “You have made me a better person.” “I’ll always try to make you happy.” “Of course I worry about you. You’re important to me.” “I belong right here with you.” “I’ll stay with you. I don’t want you to be alone.” “Let me take care of you.” “I heard you couldn’t sleep, so I made you some tea.” “I’m only me when I’m with you.”

𝓂𝓎𝓈𝓉𝒾𝒸𝒸𝓁𝓈 / original characters, multimuse, romantasy / semi selective / dash && discord friendly!! carrd. .✦ ݁˖ wishlist. .✦ ݁˖ starters.

"How do you want me to play with you? Rub against you, ride you, take you in my mouth?" The blonde asked with a twinkle in her eyes. All the while keeping her hand on his bulge and rubbing along it in slow teasing strokes. She pondered if the others would join in upon seeing their display, but from the sounds of it the meeting was bound to drag on.

🌟 What is my muse’s sexual/romantic orientation? 💦 At what age did my muse lose their virginity? 😘 Would my muse have sex on the first date? 😊 Would my muse ever ask someone on a date? 👍 Does my muse prefer to be asked on a date, or would they rather do the asking? 😉 What are my muse’s fetishes/kinks? 💬 When did my muse go on their first date? 💯 What is my muse’s ideal date? 💗 Has my muse ever been in love? 👠 What was my muse’s last serious relationship like? 👰 Would my muse ever get married? 🌼 Would my muse prefer a big wedding or a small wedding? 🍬 Is my muse a sub, dom, or switch? 🏩 What was my muse’s first time like? 🎆 Is my muse into monogamy? 💕 Would my muse ever be in a polyamorous relationship? 🔥 Would my muse ever be up for a threesome? 👮 Has my muse ever had sex in public? 💔 What was my muse’s first heartbreak? 💑 What are my muse’s requirements for a potential partner? 💋 How many people has my muse slept with? 👀 Is my muse the type to sleep around? 👎 Would my muse ever cheat on their partner? 😳 What was my muse’s worst romantic/sexual relationship? 💲Would my muse ever date/marry/sleep with someone because they were rich? 👓 Would my muse ever lie for sex? 👿 Would my muse ever blackmail someone into sex? 🎥 Who is my muse’s celebrity crush? 🎀 Who would my muse sleep with if nobody ever had to know? 💍 Has my muse ever had a one-night stand? 💝 Does my muse like Valentine’s Day? 💘 What are the ways my muse says ‘I love you’ without actually saying it?

• I've been raising hell just to get your attention. • You're the only thing I've ever worshipped, and look where it got me. • I can feel it in my bones — something's coming, something big. • Every demon wants his pound of flesh, and I think I'm ready to pay. • Tell me, what does it feel like to be loved gently? • I would've followed you into the dark. I did follow you into the dark. • The saints can't help me now; I've already made my choice. • I've got too much blood on my hands to hold yours. • You keep asking me to be softer, but I was born with a storm in my chest. • I don't pray anymore, except when I'm thinking of you. • What kind of goddess would accept a sacrifice like me? • The violence inside me has a name now — it's yours. • You say you want honesty? I'm a holy fool and a shipwreck all at once. • I can't tell if this is love or just another way to destroy myself. • The birds are circling. That's never a good sign. • I danced with the devil and he gave me your name. • I've been digging my own grave since the day we met. • There's a drumming in my chest, and it's not my heartbeat. • How much of my soul did I sell to have this one night with you? • The water's rising and I'm not sure I want to swim anymore. • You can't save me. I don't even think I want you to try. • I've been screaming your name into the void. Did you hear me? • They say love is patient, but mine has teeth. • I was born in a thunderstorm, and I'll die in one too. • You touched me and I swear I saw god for a second. • I'm not afraid of the fall. I'm afraid of how much I want it. • The hunger in me doesn't have a cure, does it? • Every chain I break just wraps around my throat in a different way. • I would burn the whole world down if it meant keeping you warm. • You say my name like it's a prayer. I say yours like it's a curse. • I'm shaking the bells and calling the hounds — are you coming or not? • There's something ritualistic about the way we ruin each other. • I've been baptized in regret so many times I've lost count. • The violence of the divine — that's what this feels like. • I can't tell where I end and you begin anymore. • You wanted a lover, but I came armed for war. • I've been howling at the moon, hoping you'd hear me from wherever you are. • The ghosts of everyone I used to be are watching us right now. • I need you to understand: I am not delicate. I am not soft. • The reckoning is coming. I can taste it in the air. • You look at me like I'm salvation. I look at you like you're the end. • There's a ceremony in this chaos — can you feel it?

HANNAH DODD as FRANCESCA STIRLING Bridgerton: S04E07 "The Beyond" (2026)

Straddling someone's knee, facing outward, thighs spread, a big strong hand fingering my cunt out for everyone to watch while they enjoy their wine and dinner. or crawling under the table and being beckoned over with a snap to suck one of them off. The head of the table may as well just strip off whatever skimpy panties I'm wearing, bend me over against the table, unzip and fuck me in front of everyone, carrying on like nothing is happening and ignoring my little gasps and whimpers and moans.