SWEET BUT PYSCHO.

𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒓   :   a.   𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬, 𝐨𝐫 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲.

[mayfqir]

vqndekamp​:

𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗯𝘂𝗶𝗹𝗱𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘁 :   rouging her cheeks,   causing sweat to break across palms,   creating an ache between thighs.   this is an activity that was unfamiliar,   yet a game that is known all to well.   she would not come out victorious,   too eager to bend at the other’s every wish.   following orders never tasted so delicious as when katherine holds the seat of power.   lack of sight once would have set her on edge,   but now it only adds to the thrill.     ❛  pray tell, what you could possibly want to do with my mouth ?  ❜     inquiring with a low,   warm tone as hands find their solace against thighs without struggle,   having mapped out every inch of lover’s body long ago.   tips of fingers toy at the hem of skirt,   teasing under to brush the bare skin there.     ❛  oh,   this should be easy,   i have quite a remarkable pallet   …   mmm,  a prize ?   i do hope it’s worth the trouble.  ❜

to have the infamous household namesake wrapped around finger was a craving that would never tire. desperate for more of everything available offering, no matter the circumstances: time, touch, attention. not only was she spoiled, she was greedy. shocks of electricity flutter throughout at the touch her lover provides, eyes closing momentarily before a smirk appeared against lips.  ❛ that’s for me to know, and you to find out. now open. ❜  command spoken with authority before sliding coated digit between bree’s lips. breath catching in throat as pupils study the warm mouth. ❛ good girl. ❜ katherine praises, pressing small kisses to the skin of neck whilst free hand takes liberty of tracing each curve offered.  ❛ what is your answer? ❜ digit pulling from hold of lips without notice, creating a loud pop to echo throughout the test kitchen. 

[mayfqir]

lithe fingers delicately trace over the silk material that lays flat against porcelain skin, tying the blindfolded securely in a pristine knot that rested alongside the flaming auburn locks. “don’t you fret, darling.” attempting to provide reassurance throughout gentle tone whilst taking seated position on the woman’s lap. “you won’t be needing your vision for now — just your mouth.” taking opportunity to press small peck against lips, leaving red stain behind from makeup. slender digit delves into the first bowl she had prepared earlier in the test kitchen, generously coating with the cream before repositioning hand in front of bree. “your job is to guess the taste. if you get all four correct— you win a prize.”

[mayfqir]

stop me when i’m wrong.

[mayfqir]

she’s back bitches

[mayfqir]

vqndekamp​:

𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨,  𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.   teetering dangerously on the edge of sanity throughout the entirety of the evening.  unluckily for bree she did not have the task of hosting the small gathering.  instead being left to observe   &   magnify the unsettling feeling that causes stomach to churn as katherine is paraded around by the blonde.  the announcement of newly entered relationship had left her winded,  feeling as if burning white iron was being shoved down her throat.  if only looks could kill              perhaps it’s cruel to think so harshly of the ex-stripper,  the woman herself hadn’t done anything to intentionally cause harm.  it’s easier to place the blame on her than it is to acknowledge that she had set katherine free.  or at least that was what she told herself when it all happened,  that it was for the other’s sake that they abruptly end things.  she regrets it,  all of it,  has since the words of termination left her.  fingers twist in the fabric of dress around hips,  keeping the shorter woman pinned to the wall.  nose is pressed against hinge of jaw,  inhaling the sweet tinges of vanilla that had been dabbed behind ear.  a low sound escapes at the protest,  unable to stop self from stealing a possessive kiss.  this is wrong,  inappropriate,  yet something about it feels so right to her.  to have the other here with her,  in her arms,  away from everyone else.     ❛  where would you rather do this then ?  where would you rather be when i tell you that you’re mine ?  ❜

@mayfqir​   *   ⤻   𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍,   𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑.

admission to truth waged inside,   blood rushing throughout frame currently pressed against wall.   lower lip trembling from invasion to what little space remained between.   chest visibly heaving as lithe digits wrapped loosely around the red head’s wrist  —  still not protesting the contact.   oxygen catching in throat, interrupting any circulation.   senses igniting with every ounce of attention that was provided.   guilt sinking into the darkest depths within as desire illuminated.   returning passion into the kiss that was hungrily claimed  —   moaning when the contact was broken.   pupils dilating at the excitement but revelation at self. - participation in whatever this encounter was.   inquiry loud against thoughts to stand ground.   “ i  ——   “ voice whimpering into the thin air, porcelain skin on exposed chest turning a shade similar to tresses.  “ you left me, remember? “  there she was.  anger slightly dissipating the need building between thighs to remain at bay. “ and now you just show up because you have decided i’m good enough again? “ using whatever energy that had built to flip positions, shoving bree into the wall she had recently occupied. lips dangerously close to one another again, and focus of attention indicated it was well known. “ it drives you crazy, doesn’t it? “ katherine chuckled, “ knowing that someone else is touching me? “

[mayfqir]

vqndekamp‌:

𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩   open displays of despair would have left her stiff   &   rigid,  bree did not lack compassion              there was in absence of faith in her ability to help.  though that was not the case with katherine,  from the very start the offering of comfort had flown naturally.  gentle touches,  soft whispers of love   &   encouragement escape coral tinted lips without restraint.  she’s ever so delicate with katherine in this fragile state,  more than willing to give her anything she could ever desire.  fingers brush along the soft skin of stomach,  traveling slowly along hipbone   &   up the curve of side with no real hurry.  head dips,  pressing lips tenderly against jaw,  working across face until she reaches the shell of ear.     ❛  you’re perfect,  ❜     plain words of praise that hold all the meaning in the world,  there’s a long pause that ensues,  simply inhaling the floral aroma laced with sweet tinges of vanilla.  lips part,  they rest at the top of neck,  mouthing deliberately with no real hurry towards pulse until tongue presses against skin.     ❛  i love you too.  ❜

presence provided by the red head offered remedy to her distorted emotion. desire for more causing the rest of world to fade with blur. lids fluttering at the offered touch to skin, goosebumps creating appearance in reaction. frame desperate to not leave any space between underneath sheets. digits finding haven in fiery tresses as soft moans escape pink lips. leg sliding between bree’s and foot delicately tracing against calf. ❛ that’s you. ❜  response delivered before stealing a kiss to the woman’s lips. breaking for air only when necessary and finding the woman’s gaze. ❛ you make everything so much better. ❜

[vandetramp]

DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES,   4x1   :   now you know.

[housewivesgifs]

[mayfqir]

a  kiss  that  won’t  be  remembered.

“  shh!  we  can’t  wake  up  bread—  i   mean…  baguette!  he  will  be  angry.  bark,  bark,  bark.  ”  words  slurred  as  heels  stumbled  along  entryway,  holding  onto  the  much  taller  counterpart.  taste  of  tequila  smothering  her  tongue  while  giggles  escaped  smeared  red  lips.  " oh!  we  can  watch  a  movie. "  eyes  turning  to  focus  on  the  woman  beside  of  her.  fingertips  gently  doing  best  to  rub  the  rouge  from  work  done  earlier,  but  only  making  the  mess  worse.  it  was  the  thought  that  counted,  right?  a  surprise  birthday  party  with  old  classmates  margaritas  left  katherine  not  only  seeing  double,  but  also  regretful.  the  realization  that  alcohol  was  not  to  mix  with  current  medication  hitting  her  hard.  luckily,  bree  had  been  there  and  removed  them  both  from  the  social  setting  before  the  downfall  occured.  heels  and  dress  were  quickly  discarded  to  the  floor  without  care  before  climbing  onto  the  bed  frame.  extending  arms  before  yanking  bree  down  ontop  of  her  and  pressing  lips  together.  "  i  love  you.  i'm  sorry . i  love  you. "

[mayfqir]

“do they touch you the way i touch you?”

it  was  if  shattered  glass  filled  lungs,  taking  oxygen  becoming  increasingly  painful.  the  inquiry  catching  her  off  guard  and  nearly  balance.  no,  this  was  not  right.  she  didn’t  get  to  do  this—  confront  her  in  such  a  hostile  and  invasive  way.  not  when  she  was  the  one  who  initiated  final  chapter.  ”  bree… ” name  escaping  in  whimper  from  lips  as  eyes  fell  to  the  floor.  heaving  chest  extending  with  each  pant,  grazing  against  the  red  head's.  lips  dangerously  close  that  aroma  from  gloss  was  flooding  nose.  " please... we  can't  do  this  here. "  protesting  without  much  of  fight.  swallowing  thick  before  finally  making  eye  contact.  " someone  could  see... "

[mayfqir]

                        “ the trick is to find the perfect blend of sweet and sour. ”

       INDEPENDENT + PRIVATE KATHERINE MAYFAIR / SEDATED BY ALEXIS.

[musingmemes]

  jealous / possessive  meme pt 2

for part one click here.

“i don’t want you hanging out with her/him anymore.”

“you’re mine.”

“did he/she touch you?”

“tell me there’s nothing going on.”

“i see the way you look at him/her.”

“i see the way he/she looks at you.”

“is there something you’re not telling me?”

“were you just flirting with them?”

“is there somewhere else you’d rather be?”

“do they touch you the way i touch you?”

“do they kiss you the way i kiss you?”

“forget about him/her, let me make you forget.”

“you have a thing for him/her don’t you?”

“everyone needs to know that you’re mine.”

“are you texting her/him?”

“what are you doing home so late?”

“i’m going to make it clear to him/her that you’re mine.”

“you can never see him/her again”

[mayfqir]

fingers tiptoe alone a collarbone as she keeps her at arms length. "you know what might be sexy? if we doused ourselves in antibacterial soap and got in the tub together." (right after corona is announced)

brow  arched  dramatically  at  the  enticing  proposal,  lids  narrowing  as  smirk  contorted  painted  lips.  “  that’s  not  a  terrible  idea,  “ words  slow  as  goosebumps  formed  against  skin.  “  in  fact,  it’s  eco-friendly  when  you  think  about  it. ”  katherine  cooed  before  tugging  her  wife  closer.  “  we  would  be  saving  water. ”

[selfsaving]

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.

[mayfqir]

( SILENCE ) silencing mine’s by pressing their finger on mine’s lips.

sheer  panic  flooded  every  available  inch  of  core  at  the  sounds  of  an  unexpected  visitor  closing  the  entry  way  door.  a  brisk  finger  pressing  firm  against  the  other  woman's  lips  as  eyes  bulged  out  of  head,  and  limbs  scrambled  for  clothing  that  had  been  disparaged  to  floor.  "  oh  my  god,  it's  dylan! "  covering  exposed  skin  frantically  as  she  hopped  over  towards  the  bedroom  entrance,  fingers  yanking  up  her  undergarments.  " j-just  a  second! "  katherine  yelled  with  a  struggle  to  remain  nonchalant.  turning  around  to  find  the  woman's  eyes.  "  fuck! "  she  whispered  as  nervous  habit  tangled  fidgeting  fingers  into  red  locks  on  scalp.

[mayfqir]

( NECK ) kissing mine’s neck.

tresses  of  auburn  teased  the  tip  of  her  nose,  indicating  a  rested  slumber.  silk  sheets  clinging  to  her  bare  frame  while  sunlight  illuminated  porcelain  skin,  more  freckles  seeming  to  appear  than  day  prior.  vision  blurred  from  exhaustion,  focusing  on  the  figure  still  in  deep  slumber  that  had  been  the  cause  of  the  late  night  festivities.  lips  stretching  to  form  smirk  as  body  manuevered  closer  to  the  intended  target.  "  good  morning,  sleepy  head. "  katherine  whispered  between  kisses  to  bared  shoulder  blade,  continuing  actions  until  sign  of  life  began  to  stir.  "  ah--  there  you  are. "  words  gentle  before  lips  found  the  nape  of  the  red  head's  neck  while  hands  wrapped  greedily  around  waist. 

[aflawedfashion]

[archive-vqndekamp]

𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐅𝐐𝐈𝐑 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐃:

“ im little spoon tonight. ”

𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘵𝘴   in the most tender of fashions,  pads of fingers lightly circle against the head that occupies her lap.  bree finds herself enjoying such mundane intimacy,  the simplicity of happy domestic life is all she’s ever wanted.  perhaps the circumstances could be lighter              dylan has left once again after a visit home,  but bree is selfishly indulging in the needy state that it’s left katherine in.     ❛  of course baby.  ❜     she trails the tip of index along the slope of nose and then taps it in a playful manner before leaning down to press a kiss between brows.     ❛  come on,  ❜     she helps her partner up into a seated position so that she can take hold of hips,  guiding the woman up the bed.  even spanking her bottom teasingly before curling up around her from behind completely.     ❛  cozy enough for you ?  ❜     arms encircle waist slowly,  squeezing her closer as nose burrows into sweet smelling hair.

@mayfqir​​​   *   ⤻   𝐁𝐄𝐃𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒,   𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑.

[mayfqir]

emotions   were  not  only  heightened,  but  uncontrollable.  tears  had  flowed  freely  for  nearly  an  hour  after  her  daughter's  vehicle  disappeared  beyond  view  from  the  lane.  annoyance  soon  crept  way  to  surface  and  managed  to  cease  tears,  but  reveal  the  several  disagreements  she  had  in  lifestyle  choices  that  had  not  been  instilled  by  her  doing.  finally,  she  had  reached  a  stage  of  exhaustion.  body  tired  of  the  battle  within  and  finding  solace  on  the  lap  of  her  partner.  allowing  the  evening  news  to  drown  inner  monologue  and  goosebumps  to  form  with  sensation  of  locks  being  tossled.  chamomile  tea  that  had  been  brewed  earlier  lingering  on  tounge  as  energy  began  to  wear  down.  sleepy  laugh  echoing  as  collision  impacted  rear.  clothing  becoming  one  with  the  ground  as  bodies  entagled  beneath  the  sheets.  " this  is  perfect.  "  katherine  mumbled,  turning  her  head  to  rest  against  the  red  head.  "  i  love  you. "