#bottom!leonora Lesso

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Caught in Your Web ~Younger!Bottom!Leonora Lesso xFem Dominatrix!Reader ~College AU

Summary— College AU where Clarissa and her friends go out clubbing, and Clarissa drags her roommate, Leonora with her. What Leonora doesn’t expect is Reader, the caretaking, mysterious bartender… Anon Response— Hi hi hi anon!! Thank you for the request! I really got into this fic, hope you enjoy ♥️

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

#1. “You think you can top me?”

#12. “Oh my... I’m... uh... speechless..”

#63. “I’m�� I’m afraid I might hurt/break you…”

Warnings: implied NSFW, implied smut, implied bdsm themes, little age gap (all legal), little angst, fluff, kissing, alcohol consumption, teasing, flustering, dom/sub implied relations, top/bottom talk, implied future bdsm/smut, etc.

Enjoy (;

The clubs music was ringing in Leonora’s ears as Dovey dragged the redhead in and through the raging crowd. Clarissa pulled Leonora to a corner table, where a couple of Clarissa’s friend where already waiting for them.

Dover’s girls screamed in delight as Clarissa came to the standing table, Leonora behind her. They said their giggling hellos and how are yous, before Clarissa introduced Leonora to the group.

“Girls… this is my roommate, Leo!!” Clarissa exclaimed, showing Leonora off to the table of squealing young women.

Clarissa’s girls all greeted Leonora, but then quickly moved on to hushed gossip as well as the agreed decision to acquire some shots.

Leonora rolled her eyes slightly and rolled her eyes. One of the girls was quick to go grab the first of many round of shots from the bartender, returning to the girls and passing the liquid courage out.

Leonora grumbled as she took the shot being passed to her. Clarissa looked her to Leo, giving her a firm look saying ‘C’mon be cool, these are my friends’.

Leonora rolled her eyes again before downing her shot with the rest of the group. This routine went on for what felt like hours. The girls would gossip for a while, then get more shots, then gossip again, then shots…

After the fifth or six round, Leonora was ready to throw up. She had never drank this much tequila before… She managed to get away and stumble up to the bar, sitting on a stool and looking at you in desperation.

You finished making a cocktail for some rando, noticing the desperate look in Leonora’s eyes. You immediately came over to Leonora, the bar separating the two of you, to make sure she was okay.

“Hey, Darling. Are you alright, can I get you anything?” You asked the redhead.

She keeled over her seat a little, wrapping her arms around her stomache.

“Oh God…” Leonora groaned, suddenly getting the urge to vomit.

You immediately recognized that drunken look and were quick to grab a bucket and hand it to the woman. Leonora took it quickly and emptied out the contents of her stomache into it with a long groan.

Aftewards, she felt slightly better, but not completely relieved. Leonora looked back at you, mumbling a thank you, and offered the bucket back.

“No no, keep it, ‘hun. I have a feeling you’ll need it again.” You reassured the redhead.

Leonora pursed her lips together and nodded.

“Here, let me get you some cold water…” You told her, being cut off by another customer before you could call the woman another pet name.

You swiftly made the person’s drink, before grabbing the redhead and ice water, and sliding it over to her.

“Thank you…” Leonora breathed out, slowly sipping the water.

“Of course, no problem, babe.” You comforted her, “The name’s Y/N.”

This made Leonora blush lightly. But she immediately masked it.

“I’m Leonora…” she spoke, accompanied by a light groan.

You gave Leonora a smile and told her that you’d serve some other customers and be back to check on her soon. She have you another thanks and continued sipping her water.

To be honest, you had noticed Leonora when she had been dragged into the club. You had watched her stand uncomfortably with that group of straight, preppy college girls. You had rolled your eyes when she was made of take those shots. And you weren’t surprised when she’d come stumbling to you after that much tequila.

You helped a handful of customers with their drinks, having to cut off a couple people as well as the night went on, eventually making it back to Leonora.

“How you doing, ‘Nora…? Can I call you ‘Nora?” You asked the woman.

The nickname made the redhead smile a little. She nodded.

“Mm okay… You were right. I did need the bucket again. Multiple times. Thanks…” Leonora breathed out in thanks.

You bit your lip and nodded.

“Anytime. How are you feeling…? Need more water?”

“Sick…” Leonora groaned, “More water would be great”

You chuckled, “Yea that makes sense. I saw you taking those peer pressure shots like there was no tomorrow…”

Leonora looked away at your words. She didn’t want to think about those girls. They hadn’t even noticed her absence.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to lower the mood…” you comforted, putting your hand on hers on the bar and squeezing it in reassurance.

Leonora met your again, smiling lightly, and nodding.

“No you’re right…” she breathed out.

You pulled your hand away, and Leonora found herself missing your touch.

“I’ll get you that water, sweetheart.” You said, “And I’m here if you need anything else.”

Leonora nodded once more and yet again thanked you. You got the woman another water, then having to serve more of the other customers again.

All while doing so, you kept side glancing back to Leonora. She certainly was your type… She was naturally a beauty. You could tell she was fierce. And smart. And she looked damn good in that dress…

But you put your personally feelings aside. You had a job to do, and she was also so drunk, she was sick.

Throughout the rest of the night, Leonora stayed in the corner stool of the bar, only getting up for bathroom breaks or vomiting into the bucket. You two got into a routine of you bringing her more water and the two of you having conversation. You even gave her some pain meds along with some vitamins from your own personal stash to help the woman sober up.

Towards the end of the night, you started to close up tabs and pay our customers. It wasn’t closing time yet, you still had like two hours, but the less hardcore partiers were starting to filter out.

From your side eye, you could see the girls that had dragged Leonora out clubbing, they were still on the dancefloor, flat out drunk and hollering expletives along with the music.

Leonora had began to get over her drunken nausea. She was now sitting at the bar, watching you as you made drinks and took payments. When the bar hit a lull, you sauntered back over to Leonora, to check in with the woman.

“How ya’ doing, ‘Nora?” You hummed, cleaning off some glasses as you talked to the redhead.

Leonora was taking a drink from her water, she hummed, and finished her gulp before answering.

“Better. Thank you” the redhead breathed out.

You hummed and nodded.

Leonora then asked something offhand,

“Do you get hit on a lot…?”

Your gaze flicked from the glass you were cleaning to the woman in a split second.

“Yea I do…” you spoke, “It’s kinda an expected part of the job… why?”

Leonora shrugged her shoulders.

“I saw a couple guys try their luck tonight with you and from what I could see, you turned them all down… I assume your partner doesn’t take a liking to that…” She explained.

You smirked and chuckled lightly. This made Leonora quirk her brow up lightly in amusement.

“What…?” She asked curiously.

“Well… for one, I’m gay.” You enlightened Leonora,

This made the redhead’s eyes widen and her mouth form a silent Ohhh.

“And second, I don’t have a partner.” You finished your thought.

This puzzled Leonora a bit. How could a stunning bartender like you, not have a girlfriend…??

You registered the shocked look on the redheads face, making you chuckle even more.

“I know, I know… How could I be single…??” You joked with a chuckle, waving your hands in the air for dramatic effect.

This made Leonora chuckle lightly as well. You put the clean and dried glasses aside, grabbing the next rack of soapy glasses that needed cleaning next.

“What about you? You got a girlfriend…?” You asked.

Leonora’s breath hitched and her eyes widened slightly again.

You knew she was…?

“I—umm… No, well… it’s complicated…” Leonora stammered, nervously looking back and forth from you over to Clarissa who was grinding away on the dancefloor.

“That’ your complicated girl?” You asked with a chuckle, indicating over to Clarissa, who was dancing wildly and screaming the lyrics of the current song, “The one who dragged you in here…?”

Leonora pursed her lips, blushed lightly, and nodded.

“Mmmm I see. Yea, that looks complicated…” you hum with a sigh, still cleaning your glassware.

Leonora went silent and just in that moment, another customer on the other end of the bar called for your attention. You sighed, putting your rack of glasses aside. Telling Leonora that you’d be back to check on her soon and that you’d get her another water, you went over to help the small but growing line of people.

Finally, after the small rush of customers, you made it back to Leonora’s side of the bar, grabbing your glassware rack again and starting back up in cleaning them. Your eyes wandered back over to the complicated brunette that Leonora was ensnared in. You watched her dance and move around drunkenly. Your gaze then came back to Leonora.

“She’s the top, right…?” You said with a light smirk.

Leonora chocked on her water nearly spitting it all the way up. Her entire face went red and and she desperately trie for get her breathing back under control.

“I— w-why would you… say that…?” Leonora stammered in a little bit of a mock offended tone.

You chuckled and smirked at the redhead in amusement.

“Just a hunch.” You hummed, shrugging your shoulders lightly.

“Humph. Well you’re wrong… I’m such a top” Leonora pouted with a huff, “I could even do you…!”

Your left eyebrow quirked up in amusement and questioning at the redheads statement. You stopped cleaning the glass in your hand.

“You think you can top me?” You asked bluntly, meeting the redheads gaze unabashedly.

“I—well…” Leonora stammered and looked away under your intense gaze.

Her cheeks flushed red and you smirked lightly to yourself.

“That’s what I thought…” you hummed, please with yourself.

Leonora grumbled a little, crossing her arms, but said nothing much else on the subject.

“Don’t torture yourself over it, ‘hun…” you hummed to the redhead reassuringly, “I’m a dom at Lilith’s Den in my free time.”

Leonora flickered her gaze up to you in an instant.

“Lilith’s Den, as in you’re a…” she breathed out in stammering verbiage, “a dominatrix…?”

You pursed your lips and smirked wickedly, quirking your brows and nodding at Leonora. Leonora sucked in a breath and squirmed in her seat a little.

“Oh my... I’m... uh... speechless..” Leonora whimpered.

You then smiled softly at the woman, placing your hand on hers which was on the bar, squeezing its reassuringly.

“Don’t stress it. That’s completely normal, ‘hun.” You reassured the woman, then giving her a cheeky wink.

Before you were called back to the other paying customers, letting go of the redheads hand. You watched Leonora out of the corner of your eye while you worked. Now she was watching your every move…

Last calls eventually came around. You started to close out all accounts from the night. You were having one guy sign his check, and when you looked up into the expanse of the club, you realized that Leonora’s complicated friend Clarissa and her group of girls had left. You gritted your teeth together, and had to take a deep breath, before you closed out everyone else.

Soon, Leonora was the only one left and it was a couple minutes after close.

“Alright ‘Nor… It’s been fun, but I have to finish up closing and you need to get home…” you sighed, coming towards the redhead, still on the opposite end of the bar.

Leonora hummed and nodded in agreement, but looked sad. Her pout got to you.

“Let me finish up, and I’ll walk you out and get you a cab, hmmm…?” You offered.

The redhead smiled lightly and nodded.

“Thank you” she breathed out.

You nodded and told her it was no issue. It took you about 15 more minutes before you grabbed your things and were ready to go.

Leonora stood up on her wobbly legs, and you linked your arm to hers, guiding her towards the door and outside. You both shivered outside in the cold. You hailed a taxi and opened the door for Leonora.

Leonora thanked you again, but before she got in, she turned to you and pressed her lips flush against yours. You were shocked but content with the light kiss.

You both naturally pulled away.

“Join me…?” Leonora breathed out in a whisper.

You sucked your breath in and looked away in concern, biting your lip. You took a deep breath and meet Leonora’s gaze once more.

“Not tonight, ‘hun…” you sighed.

Leonora’s face pouted and she looked dejected and down.

“I… why…? Did I do something..?” She breathed out.

“No no, you’re perfect, ‘Nor—! I just…” you sighed again, “I’m… I’m afraid I might hurt or break you tonight.” You explained.

Leonora met your gaze with glossy eyes, with a light smile now on her face from your compliment.

“Maybe you can come visit me at Lilith’s one day…” you comforted the woman.

This idea seemed to perk Leonora up. She agreed and with that, she got into her cab, and it drove away.

You watched on the sidewalk as the cab drove into the distance. You sighed again.

God… in a matter of one night, you were completely hooked…

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Leonora Lesso Masterlist

[i-write-sometimes-maybe]

Disobedient- Lady Lesso X Ever!FemReader (NSFW)

Synopsis: You’re a fun little ever, and Lesso can’t wait to play with you.

Word Count: 7.1k 🫣 (yes you read that right)

Warnings: SMUT, possible trigger warning as there will be blood mentioned, knife play, edging, edge play (cause, ya know, knives), kinda blood play, bratty reader, brat tamer Lesso, marking of many types, denial, coercion of admission of feelings 🤭 read it to see if there’s more😈. Also yes part of it is similar to my one shot ‘Celebration’ but since Ive been writing this for damn near a year I don’t care enough to change it. At least you know I wrote both 🥲

A/n: Everyone thank @pebbleswritessometimes for this oneshot cause literally a week ago I didn’t know when or if this would be finished soon, but they wanted and hyped me so they got it 🥰🫶🏻. Also, If you can’t tell, my motivation has been shot lately especially with smut, so this drags but I hope it’s good for you guys! I was trying to get this out a lot sooner than I actually did, my bad. I ended up getting a second job and been busy with both jobs as well as not having much motivation but then I quit said second job and continued to struggle with motivation, sorry it took so long lol hopefully the smut makes up for it. Also, yes, there’s a difference between edging and edge play!! Enjoy!

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You were stuck at the white cloth-covered table, sitting basically by yourself. The table next to yours had a couple of Never girls, Dot and Anadil, but they seemed to be sitting by choice. At least, that's what you guessed after they shoved off two boys that walked up to them.

Sitting at a table by yourself at the first ever, Never-Ever dance was certainly not one of the things you had planned for tonight. You just wanted to dance.

You were looking around the ballroom, finding the drastic change in aesthetics amusing. The school was unified but that didn't mean the students didn't stick to what they know. The dance floor was separated into light colors and dark.

Only a few mixed at the tables, but the students kept quiet. Creating a strange feeling in the air.

Your eyes scanned the room. At first, you were looking for your partner, at least, that's what you told yourself.

But then your eyes landed at the front of the ballroom. The two heads of the once-separated halves standing side-by-side, the Deans. The Dean of Good was dressed in a light, poofy ballgown that made her look like a cupcake. While the Dean of Evil remained in her signature dark suit.

This time, it was accented with a deep royal purple ascot, taking you by pleasant surprise. But you could tell this was one of her nicer suits, it fits her a little better than the others. Not that you would know, of course. This is definitely the first time you've taken more than a second to look over the red-haired Dean.

But gods, the way she holds herself. The way she looks at everyone. The way you can practically see her thoughts as she glared at the Never-Ever PDA. The way she would throw her head back laughing at something you desperately wished came from you.

But that's the thing. You kept wishing for things. But as an Ever, you get your wishes, right?

But now, you wished you could watch her shrug off the blazer. To watch her roll the cuffs of her sleeves up to reveal those toned arms. How you wish her hand would wrap around your-

You cleared your throat as if you've been caught red-handed, and you might've. You caught her eyes on you. They lingered longer than a simple look should've. But you're imagining things, now. Maybe a Never spiked the punch you were currently nursing.

'I think I'm mentally cheating. How could I be so disobedient.?'

She smirked at you, it couldn't be at you, right? Right? There's no way she knows what you're thinking. Her eyes landed on you once again, and she did a once-over on you.

And in that moment, you suddenly wished your outfit choice was good enough. You steered away from the baby pinks and champagne colored dresses that all the other Evers wore. Deciding on a royal blue floor length gown that fit to you perfectly but also complimented your skin tone. You thought you were being risqué with the slit that went straight to your hip, but as Lesso's eyes seemed to linger there for a moment, you knew it was a good choice.

You knew you shouldn't, you have a boyfriend.

Boyfriend! That's right, yeah. What was his name again?... Of course, you didn't forget your own boyfriend's name. Your mind certainly isn't occupied with the Dean, of course not. You definitely weren't dating him only to maintain the 'perfect Ever' appearance, nope.

You couldn't help it, her eyes are oh so enticing.

'I think I shouldn't be lookin' in those eyes. Why do they give mе butterflies?'

You took a second to try to find your boyfriend -unaware your thoughts were heard and the dean was barely biting back a smirk- your eyes rolling as you see him entertaining a group of Ever girls. Unconsciously, your eyes went straight back to the fiery-haired Dean. Who, to your surprise, was walking straight to you.

You wouldn't admit that your stomach dropped a little and you got nervous.

She stopped just a few feet from you, "You can't seem to keep your eyes off me, can you little one?"

You decided to hop onto some suddenly present charismatic boldness, you chuckled a little bit and stood to come face-to-face with her, though she was a couple of inches taller than you.

"It's hard not to when you're the best looking person in this room." It was wrong, you both knew that. She's the Dean and you are technically a student. But if it was so wrong, why does it feel so right?

You were well over age, being late to the start of your own story. It was late enough that you thought you'd not get the chance to go to the school and get your own fairytale.

Your heart skipped a beat as she took another step towards you, you never thought she'd be this close to you, especially in front of everyone else.

"I guess I could say same about you, Dove." Her head tilted slightly as she took the opportunity to examine you closer. Something igniting within her once she saw just how revealing your dress was, never mind the low-cut neckline.

You smirked, "Like what you see, do you?"

A humor-filled chuckle escaped her, and you yearned to hear it again, "My, my, what a bold little Ever. How cute." She wouldn't admit that she was honestly a bit surprised by the dress you chose, or that she secretly loved it.

"What? Haven't met anyone that isn't afraid of you?" You had no idea where this confidence of yours came from, but you didn't mind.

She fully chuckled this time, not expecting these remarks to come from you. But again, she did love it.

She started walking towards you, and you started walking backwards. You weren't afraid, that much was clear, but you did want to be away from the near-center of the room. You had no idea if anyone was watching, but you couldn't care less if someone was.

Luckily, your spot in the ballroom wasn't too far from the edges.

She licked her lips, a move that you wanted to watch on repeat, "Perhaps not, but this is going to be fun."

You only stopped moving backwards once you were sure you were at the back of the ballroom, your back hitting the wall being the dead give away, "Oh? I do hope you're not expecting me to just give in and fall to my knees for you." You spoke softly as her body continued to infiltrate your space.

"Oh, you'll be on your knees, pet."

You pulled her by the lapel of her suit, "You're going to have to make me, if you want anything from me." You smirked, tilting your head this time.

"You, my little one, are trenching in great waters."

"Well, luckily, I can swim."

She smirked again at your antics. Oh, she was gonna have fun.

"You really have no idea what you're getting yourself into, do you?" Though Lesso kept her tone, she was being genuine.

"I'm sure you'll enlighten me." You plastered on the most sickly-sweet smile, one that Lesso couldn't wait to taste.

She remained silent, whether is was to think about what she was about to do or to think about what to say,  she leaned forward and placed her hand on the wall next to your head.

You took this little moment as a chance to show her what you've got, that you're not one to be underestimated, "Tell me where you want us to go. Tell me, and I'll take you there." She raised her eyebrow at this, enthralled by the possibilities.

"Oh? So, if I say, take me to the gardens, you could do that?" She wanted to believe you, but teleportation is unheard of in the fairytale world, and especially from a student.

You stayed silent, looking into her eyes as you swiftly took hold of her other hand that was placed atop her blazer buttons. Lesso hardly had enough time to react, let alone speak, until she realized that you had taken you both to the gardens.

A big part of you was relieved at finally being alone with her. But you watched as she processed that you could teleport.

Before she had the chance to say anything, you spoke first, "It's not all I can do," You were proud of yourself, and you didn't try to hide it either.

She looked back at you, a new look swirling within her eyes and she hummed, "Really, care to share?" She tried to keep her teasing, uninterested tone but she was curious and it showed.

You fake pondered for a second, "Only if you earn it." You finished off with a smirk, knowing that you weren't necessarily hiding anything.

She chuckled again, filling your stomach with butterflies, "You're just full of surprises, aren't you?"

She could see something unknown within your eyes, "You've got no idea."

She took another step closer to you, your fronts almost completely connected by this move of hers, and she used her pointer finger to push your chin up a bit more, "Well, I'm sure I can figure it out."

You grabbed the top of her shirt that was just under the ascot and used the material to pull her down and closer to you, close enough to smell the scent of whiskey that she probably thought she could hide, "And if I'd rather show you?"

Something overcame Lesso at that move, she wasn't sure what it was but her self control seemed to have dwindled to nothing. Excitement continued to do nothing but fill her, and couldn't wait to see just how much innocence you lacked.

Her eyes went to your lips for a moment before they flicked back to your waiting eyes, "Then show me, Dove."

That was all you needed to pull her even closer and connect your lips with hers, it was something that you both had clearly been waiting for. Gods, you'd be lying if you said you hadn't pictured this moment, and it was even better than imagined.

You moved your arms to wrap around Lesso's neck, pulling her nearly impossibly closer to you. In that moment was when her hands went to your hips as well, slightly squeezing once her hands settled in their spot.

You took this opportunity to take her somewhere else, you certainly wouldn't be complaining if she took you bare in the gardens but you'd prefer to not have the whole school witness such a thing. You took the both of you back to your room.

You lucked out, being such a late comer to the school got you your own room. And you were more than thankful you had just cleaned it.

Lesso pulled back from your lips, not only to catch her breath but to see where you've taken the both of you. She hid her impressed features once she looked from your quaint room back to you. She was unsurprised when she saw the proud look on your face being combined with your very obvious lust.

As your tongue peeked out to wet your lips -to taste Lesso once more- you noticed how her eyes instantly followed the action. So, you played into it, slightly pulling your bottom lip between your teeth.

Once you saw Lesso swallow the lump in her throat, you knew what effect you had on her. You thrived on the reactions she had to you. The subtle way her eyes narrowed at your smart mouth remarks, the way her pupils dilated every time you did, well, anything.

"You know you can look and touch right?"

Lesso sucked her teeth, "I am touching you, pet." She raised her eyebrow in challenge, seeing as her hands were still on your waist from the kiss.

The corner of your mouth twitched in attempts to hide your smirk, knowing that if you challenged her just enough she'd come to her limit and take you right then and there.

"But not in the way we both want you to," You started. "You're not, holding back are you?" This time you didn't hold back your smirk.

Her grip on you noticeably tightened, "I'll tell you this once, pet. Strip for me. Now." Her face remained stoic but you saw the amusement in her eyes.

You wouldn't admit just how her tone had affected you, causing your wetness to increase tenfold, "And if I don't?" It was redundant to say, you would've done anything she asked, but still not without a little bit of a fight.

Lesso summoned a blade, moving the very tip to the top hem of your dress, right in between your breasts. You knew it was sharp with the way the edge caught the light.

In a flash of movement, she pulled the blade down causing the dress to be cut in half once it connected with the pre-existing slit on your hip and fall right off your body.

"I liked that dress." You spoke near breathless.

"I gave you a chance."

Her other hand slowly snaked from its place on your waist, up across your abdomen. Her hand continued between your breasts, but it didn't linger there.

Her hand went on past your cleavage and up to your neck, her hand moving to wrap around your throat. You managed to hide the whimper that threatened to escape you as she applied pressure.

She leaned towards your ear to whisper her words, "I'm going to fuck that attitude out of you."

"Are you going to do that any time soon, or should I get myself started? I mean, you're making a lot of promises for someone that's yet to prove anything." You very well knew what you just started, and you couldn't wait.

Lesso's jaw clenched at your words.

"Oh, my little Dove, I'm going to break you." She spoke with a wicked simper.

"Then break me." You had the faintest of smirks on your face, eyes half-lidded as you spoke.

She started pushing you back by the hand that was still on your throat. Though it was quiet, it was clear that your chest started heaving from excitement. She moved her hand only long enough to push you down on your bed. A soft 'umph' coming from you at the contact.

The only light in the room was from the moonlight streaming in through your open window, but it was enough light to see her eyes darken as they roamed over your nearly naked form.

You couldn't help but take your bottom lip between your teeth as you could practically see her ideas raging through her mind as her head tilts the slightest bit. You were overwhelmingly ready for her to take you, in any way she saw fit, if the now-ruined panties you still adorned were anything to go by.

You watched with a bated breath as she slowly stalked her way onto the bed with you. You tried to resist the fidgeting of your hands as she took her time straddling you.

Her knees came up to rest by your ribcage, your breathing not resting at all as she practically ignored you as she begun twirling the blade once again. She watched as the edge caught the limited light, only watching you through her peripheral. 

Her signature head tilt returned, "You're so pretty. But, I'd bet anything that you'd be prettier with tears streaming down your face as you beg me to let you come."

"You're more than welcome to find out."

She let her wicked smirk come back to her face, she loved to play the game of cat and mouse, especially with you being her delectable prize.

Your whole body reacted as she leaned over you, lightly tapping the tip of the knife against the bulging artery of your throat. Your head instinctively tilted back to give her all the room she may want.

She slowly began dragging the blade down your sensitive skin, only enough pressure to leave a slightly itchy feeling but not enough to draw blood, yet. Your excitement continued to grow with each inch she dragged the blade.

"My beautiful pet," She started.

"Yours, huh? News to me." Lesso looked to your face just in time to watch you wet your lips.

"Don't think that you won't be mine, not after I'm done with you." She was beginning to get a little irritated with your insubordination, it was obvious in her tone.

You readjusted the strap of the bra that had managed to dislodge itself from its spot on your shoulder while being shoved to the bed, "Is that another promise?"

The blade moved from your collarbone, swiftly moving to the center panel of your bra, and in the time it took for you to blink, Lesso had sliced through it. The fabric was in half and it caused the cups to fall to the side, rendering the garment useless.

"Hey! That was my favorite one... It was expensive."

"Oh, was it? How evil of me. Maybe you can earn yourself a new one."

A displeased huff came from you but Lesso wasn't paying attention, now fixated on your body. The very same body that you couldn't bring yourself to look at in the mirror for too long without finding a list of things you wanted to change.

Her silence while observing you brought forth all the insecurities you had, and you instinctively moved to cover yourself.

"What do you think you're doing?" Lesso gripped your wrists and moved you away from your chest, only once she had your hands pinned above your head did she see the uncertainty in your features, "You don't get to hide yourself from me, this is all mine."

"I am my own, I belong to no one but me."

"Oh, my pet, we shall see how long you believe that."

Lesso bent further over you, her lips connecting to the slight cuts that were only just starting to become visibly irritated on your skin. Her tongue peeked out, causing a delicious sensation once she swiped over the superficial slice.

A breathy moan type noise left you and Lesso just couldn't wait to hear more, to make more come from you.

Her tongue continued down your chest and she latched onto a spot on top of your breast, beginning to leave a mark.

You may fight with her about being hers (for now) but she'll make it clear you're not available. The idea of seeing you covered in all the marks she could possibly leave on you, just had her itching to leave more.

And so she did.

She left another love bite on your sternum beside the now puffy cut on your chest.

Lesso was moving almost painfully slow, but that wasn't without effort. It was originally in efforts to make you writhe and beg. But now? The slow movement of her marks and tongue, it was in efforts to savor you. To get the chance to memorize the taste that's distinctly you.

It felt like minutes before she moved her lips again, only now connecting them to your nipple. Though it was hushed, a proper moan finally escaped you.

Her fingers grazed across your bare torso as her tongue swirled around your nipple, the sensation causing an eruption of chills across your skin which didn't go unnoticed by the redhead.

She finally moved onto your neglected nipple, instantly hardening the moment the tip of her tongue came into contact with it. You fought the urge to tangle your finger into her fiery locks.

You couldn't let her win that easily.

Only once you released a breath did Lesso manage to pull herself from you, before she lost herself.

"Gods, if I had known you look and tasted this good, I would've made you mine sooner." Her nails scraped up your ribcage.

You ignored the butterfly eruption in your stomach, a scoff would've came from you if you weren't so focused on the feeling of her, "I am not yours."

She looked from the marks forming on your skin to your face, "Really? It seems you're convinced."

Just as you opened your mouth to agree that you were, in fact, convinced, you felt the blade drag across your stomach. Instead, a stuttering breath came from you.

"What was that, Pet? I didn't quite hear you." Her words were empty, you both knew what she was doing.

You wouldn't let her off that easy.

But what you didn't know is she knew your refutal would come, so as your mouth opened once more to argue her tongue swiped up the blood that began to bead from the fresh cut above your navel.

Finally, finally, she got to hear a true moan of yours.

Your head pressed back into the mattress and your body instinctively arched towards her and the sensation she was providing.

She peaked up to see your eyes closed with bliss, "You taste addicting on the inside and out."

You looked up to see one of the best sites there is. Lesso's hair was slightly disheveled, her pupils blown wide, a little bit of your blood still present on her bottom lip.

The urge to pull her into a kiss, to know what you taste like on her lips was overwhelming. Almost too compelling...

"I'm still waiting for you to fulfill your promise." Your comment was breathless but you hoped it still held the snap you wanted it to.

Her eyes never left yours as you saw her lift the blade again, slicing off the excuse of an undergarment in a quick move.

You'd be a damned liar if you said you're not entirely enthralled by what's to come.

Her lips continued from your navel, grazing over your hip bones. Of course she would continue to tease the living hell out of you, her lips never quite going where you wanted them to.

Another mark was left on the very top of your thigh, her fingers just slightly brushing against the sensitive skin on the inside of your other thigh.

She was so close, so close to where you were almost quite literally aching for her.

It was almost to the point of begging, almost. Your hips involuntarily thrusted to get her where you wanted.

You knew very well that if anything slightly resembling a beg left your lips, she would win whatever little rendezvous was going on and you couldn't have that.

But to your absolute pleasure, it wouldn't come to begging. Yet.

Just as you felt the slight of her breath on your throbbing clit, your head lulled back entirely too ready for what this woman would do to you.

The moment her tongue met your clit, your bottom lip went between your teeth as not to reveal how desperate you were. Your hand instantly moved to the sheets below you, knuckles turning white as her pace went from torturously slow to almost enough.

Your thighs parted even further to allow more of her to be closer to you.

"Oh, fuck," One of your hands left the bed and almost entangled itself in Lesso's hair, but that was before you caught yourself.

Part of you wanted to believe that this was so you'd win the game. But the part of you that you were ignoring was thinking it was so you wouldn't actually get lost in the redheads presence.

But what you didn't know was that the redhead had felt the way your fingers just grazed along her shoulder, and she wanted to feel more.

You could tell that her repetitive movements were bringing you closer to the peak of pleasure, the tightness in your stomach was starting to become distracting.

Lesso could've sworn she could taste how close you were, if the way your thighs twitched was anything to go by. She gave it just a moment more, another moment for you to think that you were actually about to get what you wanted.

But that moment would soon come and go.

Just as you were about to voice your closeness to the edge, all movements and sensations stopped.

Part of you knew to expect this, but that didn't mean you wouldn't be annoyed.

Lesso was no longer biting back her smirks, especially when your groan of annoyance escaped your lips.

"What was that, pet?" She gave a slight nip to your inner thigh. "I didn't hear you."

"Fuck, Leo," If you weren't so focused readjusting your head on the pillow you would've seen Lesso swallow at the moment her name left your mouth.

She wasn't expecting how breathless and perfect it sounded, leaving her a little bit shocked if she was being honest. But while she was honest, she wasn't even aware you knew her first name.

In her state, she didn't hear what else you said. With the slightest shake of her head, she knew she couldn't dwell any longer.

To your dismay, she moved away from your dripping pussy. Her lips slowly trailing back up your torso.

She left more love bites where there was room, slowly easing herself to hover above you.

She licked her lips as she felt your body erupt with chills as she was finally level with you, choosing to not say anything about it this time.

Another mark left on the spot where your neck meets your shoulder before she moved to speak directly in your ear, "If you want to cum, you know what I want." She said too cool and composed for your liking.

You fisted the fabric of her blazer, trying to pull her closer, "And I've told you, if you want it from me then you make me."

A deep chuckle came from her, as if she knew something you didn't, and she sat up once again.

Her eyes never left yours as she slowly pulled the blazer off, making a show out of it.

The only way you'd be able to describe her movements was entrancing. The way she swiftly undid the buttons of the blazer and tossing it somewhere you weren't paying attention to. You weren't even sure if you blinked as you saw her take off the waistcoat next.

The only thing you were sure of is how badly you wanted her to keep taking things off. To see what she's been hiding from you this whole time. To see if she's as toned as you imagined...

Her smirk returned, "Pet, if you want the shirt off you only have to ask."

Your eyes rolled back once you processed what she said, "Telepath..."

Gods if you could've seen the cocky smirk on her face, you would've been much more turned on. If that was even possible.

You didn't even want to dwell on the amount of times and things she's must've seen in your mind. And none of them were innocent. Luckily you looked up, flushed cheeks and all, in time to see her unbutton her top.

You had involuntarily laid your hands on her thighs, watching her as she's straddled above you. Slowly, more of her was revealed to you, feeling your mouth go dry and the throbbing in your ignored cunt strengthening.

You simply couldn't look away. Her pale skin was toned, each muscle having its own definition. She may not be the most chiseled sculpture but you'd still swear she was one of Michelangelo's works.

"You staring, pet."

"That, is no one's fault but yours." You spoke, still breathless, as you looked back in her viridian eyes.

The game was temporarily forgotten, desire had overtaken all actions from you both.

Her lips rejoined at the base of your neck, adding more fuel to your inextinguishable flame.

You simply couldn't help it anymore, one of your hands finally tangled itself in her fiery locks like you desperately wanted to do ages ago while the other went to her now bare side.

And gods was it diminishing the last of Lesso's control, the sensation of your touch was almost overwhelming. The feel of your breath on her neck was nearly making her head spin.

She once again moved downwards, going slowly as a way to regain her thoughts, but to you it was a way to get you to squirm.

And, it worked.

Your need had built up enough before she took away your bliss.

You may have given into your need to feel her, but you still wouldn't beg.

Your hips lifted from the bed, but not for long before her hand had pinned them still once again. You couldn't help but groan.

Yes, you were antsy. Yes, you desperately wanted to be taken and completely destroyed but you were not about to say that out loud.

You'd fight to win this forsaken game if it killed you.

And, it just might.

Her lips lingered on your hip bone, so close yet so far from where you needed her.

Lesso's eyes peered up your tense body, loving to discover new things about you. She loved how your brow furrowed as you focused, how your fingers fidgeted in place until you could decide where you wanted them.

Lesso simply loved to play with you, to get you to writhe and moan. She had discovered a new favorite thing.

And speaking of moans, a soft one rippled from your lips as her fingertips slightly grazed your clit. A whispered curse involuntarily left you as she finally provided some sensation to your needy and abandoned clit, pausing just as her pace speeds past excruciating to run just along your folds.

A stuttering breath left you this time, knowing that this tease was the ultimate move for her. That this is her play.

"Something you want to say, pet?"

You bit your bottom lip, merely an attempt at withholding your whimper, and shook your head. You were desperate, desperately hoping she'd continue but quicken her pace.

Again, Lesso wouldn't say it out loud but as much as she loved seeing you twist and turn with desperation, she wanted to see what you looked like when you come. To hear the symphony that is your moans. She wanted to know if you'd grip her tight as you came undone or push her and the stimulation away because she knows once she gets a taste she'd never be satisfied by anything else again.

Lesso's thoughts were interrupted as a louder moan coming from you.

Your back arched and mind went empty as her fingers suddenly and easily slid into you, your arousal causing no resistance.

"Oh, fuck-" Your head began to lull back once she finally began moving her fingers.

The pace was just as steady as her previous ones, not trying to work you too quickly, but the new sensations were welcomed.

"More, I need more." Your hand flew to the red locks, trying to get more of something, anything.

Lesso was tempted to have you beg like the desperate little whore you were, but she'll take that, for now.

Her pace increased ever so slightly, only enough for her to see the way your face contorted with desire and need.

Just as you were about to repeat your previous statement, she added a third finger. Stretching you just enough to have a mind fuzzing pleasure start to build.

Lesso decided now was the time she'd like to commit to memory, the way your hips thrusted to keep pace with her fingers, how your back arched off the bed in search of more. How you sound, all. Because. Of her.

Lesso was sure to stay consistent, knowing your desperate self was beyond ready for release.

She merely needed to wait for it.

"Fuck-" Your words came out rushed and desperate.

"Awe, does my pet want to cum?"

"I'm not your pet." You quickly realized and spoke on your autonomy.

Then, it all stopped.

The slow incline to the edge, the glorious way she filled you, the way your body urned for more. All of it. Gone.

Your breaths came out rapid and broken, "Oh, fuck me."

"Well, I'm trying, but you're making this awfully difficult for yourself."

"Me?!" Your head collapsed against the pillow at the audacity.

She moved herself away from you, "You already know what I want from you, pet."

A scoff came from you, knowing you won't give in that easy, "What? Think I can't take it? You think I'll just give in, just like that? Cute." You looked back in her eyes, a glimmer of frustration beginning to gather.

You smirked inwardly, knowing that the game is working in your favor.

Her head tilted a little, "Oh, you can take it, can you? You can handle all I can give you?"

"Oh, do tell me that wasn't your all, now..." Your delicious simper filled Lesso with the need to make you eat your words.

More than joy filled you as her fingers slid back into your pussy, only now she was moving at the fastest pace she's done all night.

A near guttural moan came from you at the sudden move of hers, no building or waiting necessary.

Lesso still hadn't spoken, but as her free hand slowly snaked up your body, only pausing for a moment to leave a quick pinch to your right nipple.

Just as your brain processed the sudden sharp sensation, her hand wrapped around your throat. Your head tilted back as automated response to her touch.

Just as she squeezed, a small mewl came from you as her pace didn’t ease. Her fingers continued to pound into you harshly, causing you to get closer and closer to the edge of pure bliss.

“Do you really think it’s a good idea to play with me?” Her voice lowered, no pleasure lied behind it then, it was almost dark. And as you saw her sharpened glare you wanted to be afraid, but something about Lesso makes it impossible for you to be afraid.

She chuckled lowly as your arousal increased at her words, “Pathetic.”

The pure pleasure she was giving you, the delicious look she had, the tone of her husky voice, it was just enough for you to come close.

And Lesso knew it. She could feel it.

But you wouldn’t.

Again, everything stopped suddenly.

Her hand left your pussy, as the grip on your throat loosened enough to hear a pathetic cry escape.

Okay, you thought you can handle it. But when she overloads your senses with nothing but the feeling of her, it becomes difficult to not give in.

Your eyes closed and your bottom lip went between your teeth as an attempt to keep yourself together.

Your hand reached up to hold onto her wrist that was homed around your throat. Maybe as a way of grounding, definitely as a way to keep some feeling of her on you.

Barely a moment passed before Lesso spoke up, "You're mine, say it." Her tone left no room for discussion.

"I belong to no one." Your voice however, was weak and low.

"Then you'll continue to be denied, entirely on you." A beat, two beats. You knew that you couldn't keep denying it, and not just because you wanted to come.

A stuttering breath, then a sigh, “I’m, yours. I belong to you.” It was no question, you both were aware of this fact before this rendezvous started. Something was so delectable about playing the game first.

She had the most aggravating smug smile on her face, and it looked so good on her. Damn you, damn it, damn her. You wouldn't take it back even if you wanted to. You were hers. Irrefutably, irrevocably, undeniably, completely hers.

She didn't have to say anything about how pleased she was with your admission, she knew it all along, her smile said it all.

Your chest was still heaving, trying to catch some of the breath Lesso stole from you, when she crawled on top of you once again. She straddled you like she had many times in the night, lightly tracing her nails over the marks she's made. She admired the discolored hues her love bites started to take on, loved seeing how your sensitive skin reacted to the slight edge of the blade, how your skin is adorned with marks from her nails all over.

She just couldn't get enough of the sight of you. All marked up by her, marked up where everyone can see, marked to show that you've been claimed.

But then, it hit her. You weren't technically marked by her. Oh, that just won't do.

She reached back over for the previously abandoned blade. Unconsciously twirling it once again between her fingers, an unknown habit of hers.

Where to put it? Where-to-put-it? She thought to herself, still silently looking over your tired and marked up form.

You simply laid there, you knew she was thinking of something, but you knew you'd find out soon enough.

And soon it was.

Not more than a moment after your thought, a hum came from the redhead and she leaned over you.

"This may hurt, but I'll make it quick." She spoke just as the tip of the knife cut into your skin.

'Fuck...' You thought as your mouth opened with silence.

The pained pleasure was the most mind spinning feeling you’d had felt to date.

The tip of the blade slicing through your delicate flesh.

And soon enough, a perfect “L. L” was carved right above your left breast.

A perfect marking that left no room for interpretation, you were now and forevermore, hers.

You, belonged to Leonora Lesso.

Both of your hands fisted her hair as her tongue swiped over the wound to clean you of the mess you were making.

Your eyes would’ve rolled to the back of your head at her move had they been opened.

“Please…” The slight tug in her hair was enough to tell Lesso everything she needed to know.

“What, begging already?”

“You’ve already won tonight, there’s nothing else for me to lose but one more thing for me to gain.” Your hips thrusted up enough for her to get the message.

And in that moment, Lesson realized it was time to keep her part of the bargain.

Her lips and tongue slowly moved south once more, exploring every part of you she could on the way.

She skipped past your navel, knowing that this would be the time you get what you wanted.

Gods the moment her lips came back into contact with your clit, you could’ve sworn you could come right then and there.

“Oh, fuck Leo, just like that.” Your hands never left her hair, nor eased on the grip.

Lesso would be a damned liar if she said she wasn’t entranced with the way your voice was breathless, or with the way her name simply rolled off your tongue.

Her pace increased on your clit while she brought her fingers back to your desperate pussy.

“Oh, fuck!” Your back arched off the bed and your grip in Lessos hair was a welcomed pained pleasure for her as it got even tighter.

You both knew you wouldn’t last long with the speed and expertise Lesso was using on you.

You were rapidly approaching the peak of bliss, feeling light headed as it was already and you haven’t even crossed the threshold yet.

“Leo, fuck, I’m gonna cum.”

The swirling of her tongue on your clit pausing only long enough to speak, “Yeah? Does my pet wanna cum?”

“Yes! Yes, I wanna cum!”

No other words came from Lesso but her lips once again wrapped around your clit. Along with the swift swirling of her tongue, she pared it with new suction.

The newfound pleasure caused white to appear in your vision, your overwhelming sensitivity becoming known.

Just as Lesso slightly curled her fingers, you were there. A near scream-like moan and the cinching around Lessos fingers told her you were there.

You came, and you came hard.

Lesso’s name fell from your lips like a mantra, being spoken over and over and over again.

Lesso got her answer as you started to use your grip in her hair to pull her from you.

The sensitivity was nearly unbearable and Lesso wasn’t easing up.

She knew you’d have to pry her away from you.

The pure taste of nothing but you was a craving she didn’t know had to be satiated.

Your hands finally relaxed enough to moved from Lesso’s hair to her jaw, now pulling her up to face you.

You still hadn’t caught your breath but you didn’t let that stop you from pulling the redhead in for a kiss.

Her hands moved to be resting on your waist, choosing to deepen the kiss.

Your body was weak but you needed a taste of Lesso too, even if it was a sample.

She was pliant in your hands, moving in any way your slight touch nudged her too. Your lips slowly moved down her jaw, the bliss causing her to briefly close her eyes.

You continued further down, reaching her neck and beginning to leave a mark right on her pulse point, "Only fair if I get to leave my mark too. Wouldn't want anyone else to think they've got a chance, now do we?"

You could feel the way her chuckle left her throat as your lips moved along her skin.

You were sure to make it worth while, leaving a bright large mark where it couldn’t be obviously hidden.

Sure, it was meek in comparison to the marks and cuts she’s left on you, but you like to think it’s the thought that counts.

Lesso pulled back a bit, and just as you were admiring your work, she was admiring you.

Neither would speak of it but this mutual liking, no infatuation, no no love, would be the center of a new universe.

Her eyes glanced down and a proud smirk rejoined her features.

“I’ll get a rag to clean you up, stay here.” She reluctantly climbed off you to grab a rag, finding it surprisingly easy to maneuver in your space.

Your voice was still soft, partly hoarse from the previous activities, “Not like I can go far right now.”

You yearned at her genuine laughter at your comment, knowing you’d gladly get to hear it again.

She came back with a water bottle and a rag, “I’ll be sure to ease up on you next time.”

And with one simple sentence, one small act of kindness, you and your heart smiled.

Next time.

Again, you were hers. Irrefutably, irrevocably, undeniably, completely hers.

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Masterlist MDNI

Hello! This is my brand new masterlist because I accidentally fucking deleted my original one that contained the links to every single piece of fanfiction I've written since 2021. This one is much more organized, though, and it's a lot prettier too!

Read my works on Ao3 here

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Things to keep in mind when sending in requests:

I do not write dom! or top! reader. I'm very sorry, but I am the biggest fucking bottom and sub in the world and if I wrote dom!reader, I would not do them justice.

I will only write x readers

I do not write AOB (unless you wanna pay me; I have nothing against it, just not my cup of tea)

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Please be as detailed as possible. When writing a request, I want to adhere to your preferences as closely as possible.

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Agatha Harkness

Step by Step !NSFW!

Say it Like You Mean it !NSFW!

Back in the Closet !NSFW!

Back in the Closet Part 2 !NSFW!

Avenger!Agatha

Lifeboat 14

Billiards !NSFW!

21 Days !NSFW!

Snacks, Candy, and Prenatal Vitamins

Suburban Sunrises and City Sunsets !NSFW!

A Night Out (On the Couch) !NSFW!

Read on Ao3 here

Avenger!Agatha 2.0

Laugh Tracks

Laugh Tracks Part 2 !NSFW!

Death and the Fool

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Read on Ao3 here

Sweet as Sugarcane

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Read on Ao3 here

Maya Mason

What do you Know? !NSFW!

Sin City !NSFW!

Polly Gray

Trench Coats and Lingerie !NSFW!

Narcissa Malfoy

Read With Love here on Ao3 (WIP)

Larissa Weems

20/20 Vision !NSFW!

You're a Pain in my Ass side

Take a Look in the Mirror !NSFW!

Grape Juice Stains

If I Could Turn Back Time

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Epilogue

Read on Ao3 here

Baby Steps

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Read on Ao3 here

Brienne of Tarth

*No longer being written for

I Will Always Love you, Sir Brienne of Tarth

Late for Dinner

Love and War Part 1

Love and War Part 2 !NSFW!

Leonora Lesso

*No longer being written for

A Cup of Tea and a Bit of Kindness

Take a Break

Addison Montgomery

In the Shadows and Under the Sheets !NSFW!

Addison x reader imagine

Regina Mills

How to Throw a proper Punch (Daughter!Reader)

Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea

Prologue

chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

read on Ao3 here

Valentina Allegra de fontaine

To be written

[annie-creates]

Take a day off

Pairing: Lady Lesso x reader

Genre: fluff

Words: 1000

Note: This request was very specific but i did my best to follow it as closely as I could so I hope you'll like it. I hope we can get out of the shadowban, or did people just stop reading?

Warm and snuggly, that’s how you felt with the rays of sun on your face when you woke up. It made you not want to get out of bed, in the best-case scenario for the whole day. Your girlfriend laid right next to you enjoying the depths of sleep with her red hair sprawled over the pillows. Digging lower into the blankets you felt a weird wetness between your legs, hurriedly getting up realizing you forgot about your upcoming period.

“Shit.” You jumped out of bed forgetting all about the sweetness and laziness of the morning.

Running to the bathroom you notice your pajama pants are bled through. In a hurry you try to minimize the damage, washing the bottoms in cold water to get the blood out. You tried to do anything and everything to get everything back in order and stressed to do so before your partner wakes up. Returning in the room hoping to not disturb your girlfriend, you find her stripping the sheets and covers. A cold feeling of embarrassment and shame washes over you as you couldn’t clean up after yourself in time.

“I’m sorry…” you mumble with your gaze shamefully fixed on the ground.

“What are you sorry for?” Lesso looks at you incomprehensibly.

“I didn’t mean to.” You sniffle a little trying to suppress the tears welling up in your eyes fidgeting uncomfortably.

“Oh honey, it’s just a period. Everyone has it, it’s nothing to be sorry about.” Leonora lets go of the sheets to come and hug you to her, shocked by your reaction as you pull away a little.

“Please don’t be mad at me.” Her hug and tenderness made you cry even more, partly with embarrassment and partly with relief that she didn’t immediately scream at you.

“Of course I’m not mad at you. How did you come up with that?” The dean could hardly understand your reactions or reasoning.

“Well… Chris broke up with me for my period stains.” You admit even more embarrassed having to explain the end of your last relationship.

“Baby it’s nothing to be shameful about, and if they did, they were just a stupid immature idiot.” She assures you kissing the top of your head. “How about I make you some nice warm bath, hm? You can relax and relieve the pain a little.”

“Yeah I’d like that.” You mumble nodding slightly.

Leonora puts the laundry into the washing machine and filles up the tub with hot water, bubbles and relaxing essential oils. You didn’t have many opportunities to take a day off and just lay down and relax, so she decided this is going to be one of those days, starting with a nice bath. She helps you undress and into the water, washing your back and massaging your shoulders how you used to do for her when she was stressed out or stretched herself too thin with responsibilities.

“Thank you, you are the best.” You whine, your worries washed away along with some of the cramps pain.

“No, you are. You never have to be ashamed of being the wonderful woman you are, love.” She soothes you with another kiss.

After washing you up Leonora wraps you up in a fuzzy bathrobe and puts clean bedding onto the bed, snuggling you in. The sun that you were content with almost an hour ago irritated you now as you tried to get comfortable with the pain and feeling of hunger you suddenly had. Periods were always a little crazy and unpredictable.

“Mph, can you get the blinds?” you ask your girlfriend covering your eyes in annoyance.

“Sure. Is there anything else I can get you? Nice warm cup of tea? Or hot chocolate? Some sandwiches?” Lesso offered closing the window sills and creating a dim atmosphere in the room.

“Yes.” You nod and snuggle under the covers.

“Yes to all of it?” Leonora laughs a little.

“If it’s not a problem, please.” You kindly specify.

“Okay.” She gives you one last kiss before leaving the room to get all the food she could find. “I’ll be right back.”

“You don’t have to hurry…” you assure her half asleep already. “Ow, or maybe you do.” You change your mind with a wave of period pain.

Leonora roamed the kitchens for anything that could be of use to her and you could like, warm cup of tea, a bottle of water, sandwiches with different meat in them and a bowl of soup. She also got a few sweet pastries in case you were craving a sugar bomb for breakfast this morning. With a tray stocked with food she returned into the room setting it down on your bedside table.

“I got a few of everything.” She strokes your hair seeing your face contorted in pain.

“Thank you.” You squeak out over your cramps.

“Here, let me get you a warm blanket.” Leonora got a blanket from the armchair sat by the fireplace that was still nicely warmed up. “That should help with the pain.”

“What would I do without you.” You sighed content with her care.

“Be the incredibly strong and wonderful and beautiful woman you always are.” Lesso answers without missing a beat as she gets into her side of the bed.

“Will you read me something?” You ask her not having the energy to read yourself but wanting to listen to her voice telling you stories.

“Sure.” She agrees hugging you to her and opening the book waiting for her on her nightstand.

As she draws little circles on your back with her nails and reads to you, you slowly drift off to another peaceful sleep. Leonora could hardly imagine a better morning than having you snuggled securely in her arms having no other things to worry about than your wellbeing. If this was the happy ending everyone always warbled about, she was quite happy to find it with you and she was going to do everything in her power to keep it.

[v3nusxsky]

I have been craving more smutty Lesso fics. Do you think you could maybe write Lesso x reader where lesso has had to hide feelings for reader until the graduate. so when they finally graduate lesso cannot control herself anymore and so pulls reader away to her office where she admits everything to reader and then shows them that she means it buy absolutely worshiping their body and showering them whith so much praise.

{I love your writing so much and I am just looking forward to seeing more lesso smut :) Don't worry if you don't want to write this. }

Can’t wait anymore

*Authors note~ I love Leo and I’ve missed writing for her. I do love all of these women I write for and I find them all inspiring. With my shoulder playing up I’m not so sure how consistent my posts will be but truly I love all you guys so very much and I’m so lucky to have your support*

Trigger warnings~ dom lesso, sub r praise kink body worshipping oral sex unknown mutual pinning thigh riding

Prompt~ see ask^^^^^

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Watching you grow over your years at the school for evil Leonora found herself watching you from afar. You were of legal age when the school found you, but you still had to do the schooling in the appropriate pattern, you remained the oldest of your year and it wasn't hard to spot you in a crowded room. Leonora liked that about you. You weren't afraid to stand out and of course that allowed her many opportunities to push and help you grow as a person.

You were lying if you said you didn't find Leonora Lesso absolutely beautiful. She was your kind of perfect. You know she sees herself as this unlovable woman who deserves nothing but pain. Oh how you wished to show her how truly wonderful she is. Buy the little rule of no staff and student relationship exists so you waited and admired from afar until your graduation came. In no way did you think that Leonora would actually allow you to indulge in your private fantasies. But oh how wrong you were. Leonora was battling her own feelings for you.

She did her part for the graduation seamlessly, it wasn't obvious about her pinning or the way her eyes roamed your body as you walked the huge stage. But as soon as the graduation was over, Leonora took your hand and led you quietly from the great hall. You didn't know where too or why she was doing this now but if you were honest, you didn't quite care anymore. After all you were sure you could turn a trip to the doom room in your favour now.

But what Leonora did next shocked you, you were led to her own private chambers, something that no never had ever seen before apart from you. You didn't have much time to question it because the red head silenced you with her lips by slamming them onto your own. The kiss conveying the years of pinning and feelings she had hid away. You were quick to respond and try to dominate the kiss but submitted at the feeling of her teeth sinking into your puffy bottom lip.

"Y/n, tell me you want this, tell me you feel the same. I'm crazy about you pretty girl and I want you more than I want Evil to beat good" Leonora purred at you causing you to gulp and nod, "I always want you Nora." You again slammed your lips to hers as you threw your arms around her neck, truly wanting to get impossibly closer to her. "Gonna worship you my princess" Leo mumbled against your lips and smiled as she backed you against a wall absolutely adorning the gasp you let loose at your back making contact with the wall. She took advantage of that and trailed her kisses all down your neck before finding your pulse point and sucking hard enough to create a mark.

Your brain already in a haze, Leonora easily manhandled you to the bed where you where pushed on your back as she settled in between your soft thighs. From there items of clothing were slowly torn from your body and every inch of new skin was kissed and caressed with the upmost gentleness. It was slow and passionate, you found yourself struggling to focus on her words of worship as you soaked in the feeling of her touch. It was everything and more, than you could've dreamed of.

Soon enough you lay bare and Leonora was back to worshipping your beautiful breasts like the goddess you are, she would nip suck and swirl her tongue over the pert rosey buds. "Nora! I need you please I need you so bad!" You whined feeling so overwhelmed and desperate that you may actually combust if she doesn't fuck you soon. "Shhh you're so beautiful darling, I just want you to feel special love, I've waited so long for this" she murmured before kissing you again.

All of a sudden, you felt her bare skin minus her keeping her crisp white shirt and undergarments on. Her kisses trailed down to your thighs and they were decorated with her marks, the pinkish purple bruises contrasted with your beautiful skin, truly Leonora had never had such a pretty little thing in her bed but you were worth all of the waiting and more. And the moment you felt her tongue at your soaked foods you could've cried. "Nora" you mewled causing the red head to groan into your cunt at the sound and taste that was so uniquely you.

If there was one thing you were sure of was that the dean of evil was utterly amazing in bed, the way she was using her tongue was unlike nothing you'd ever heard of, god the way she made you feel and that talented tongue would haunt your dreams forever. Just the mere thoughts of an encore. Safe to say Leonora is truly magical and you are lucky to have experienced her like this. And the way you came harder than you ever had before, practically drenching her face as she shoved her tongue into your tight little hole in an attempt to get as much of your sweet reward as she could. Your walls spasming around her tongue as she tongue fucked you through your orgasm. "You look so beautiful when you come for me sweet girl."

She helped soothe you down from your orgasm with nothing but gentle words and touches, ignoring her own need in favour of loving on you. It was only when you were tugging her up to meet your lips that her soaked pantie clad cunt made contact with your toned thigh. "Oh fuck sweet girl, Jesus Christ" your whimpered before kissing you senseless. Only then you were overcome with the need to make her cum that you brought your hands to her hips to encourage her to rut against your thigh until she could no longer stay strong, seeing you underneath her was all she needed to cum undone, with your name on her lips. "Oh Nora you're gorgeous" you mumbled and trailed your hands from her waist under her white shirt to play with her chest. "Best graduation ever" you whispered lustily and pressed your knee into her centre again. You'd be here in her bed all day and night as long as it never ends.

Word count~ 1209

[moonysreid]

lady leonora lesso if she was in a relationship with you:

disclaimers: all sfw, implied female reader, based on the movie

* she isn’t one for huge public displays of affection but she’ll make sure that everyone knows that you are hers

* glaring at anyone who dares to stare at you for too long

* she finds joy in making ever princes that look at you uncomfortable. she’ll trip them up with her cane as they walk past

* hand on the bottom of your back as the two of you are walking around the school

* behind closed doors though she wants you as close as possible

* she reserves her soft smile for you and only you

* her hands always seem to find purchase on your hips/waist

* she loves to rest her head on your stomach when the two of you lay together. your hands running through her hair as she traces patterns on your stomach

* you are her ‘firefly’

* her love language is acts of service and words of affirmation

* when she knows you’ve had a long day she will make sure there’s a warm bath waiting for you in her en suite

* making sure that when it’s cold outside there’s warm blankets at your disposal because she knows how much you love to be wrapped in a warm blanket whilst the two of you cuddle in bed

* she loves to praise you, especially when you assert your authority in the classroom

* will not tolerate anyone insulting you in anyway, it doesn’t matter whether it’s student or teacher they will get a piece of her mind (doom room)

* using her cane to lift your chin up so you can look her in the eyes

* sometimes having to help her take care of herself. she’ll often get overly absorbed into finding ways for evil to beat good that she forgets look after herself

* listening to her rant about how clarissa thinks she’s going to beat evil this year

* reminding her that when it’s just the two of you she doesn’t have to be the ‘big bad dean’, she can be vulnerable and relax

* it taking quite some time for her to be vulnerable around you, her ‘relationship’ with rafal definitely gave her some insecurities about appearing ‘weak’

* she almost acts like a little black cat around you

* she’s never said it out loud but she loves it when you call her ‘leo’ and let her curl up on you next to you

* following you around her room and when your still for long enough she will cuddle up to you

* sometimes she will just sit in bed and watch you complete your morning routine as you sit at her vanity

* receiving one of her famous grins when you decide that you want to wear some of her clothes, she loves seeing you in one of her shirts

* her watching you watch her through the vanity mirror as she does her eyeliner

* when she finishes the day exhausted you’re there to help her get ready for bed, taking off her heavy boots, taking off all her rings etc.

* she loves it when instead of taking a brush to her hair to tame it you use your fingers to brush through it especially when on occasion your nails will gently scratch her scalp

* dean of evil to everyone else and ‘leo’ to you

this was not proofread

[pruesgaultier]

clarissa's birthday

in which clarissa's parents come to visit for her birthday and suddenly clarissa being in love with lesso makes sense, so much sense.

note; this is rushed and all over the place, but i hope you enjoy. criticism is welcome, but only if you’re not rude !

note 2; our first dovesso x abbott cross over. Clarissa’s parents are Barb and Melissa.

warnings; suggestive language, a lot of it

Soft kisses woke Clarissa up from deep sleep, she groaned quietly, turning her head in the opposite direction. “Leo, I’m sleeping.” she whined, curling up tighter in the bed. “Too bad, wake up.” the evil dean replied, amused by her girlfriend’s antics. Clarissa sighed and rolled over to lay on top of her girlfriend; snuggling into her neck. “I just wanna sleep, somebody kept me up all night.” the blonde emphasized.

Sharp, silver nails grazed the exposed brown skin of her back, making Clarissa shiver lightly, “I didn’t hear you complaining.” Leonora remarked, then uncharacteristically yelped when she felt a pinch on her arm. “Hush!” she didn’t even have to look at her to know the blonde was blushing.

The shorter woman sat up, and Leonora gazed up at the woman she loved. The sun shining through the window gave her an ethereal glow and the purple of her bonnet and pajamas helped enhance that glow. “Happy Birthday, Princess.” the redhead spoke, looking at her softly. Clarissa smiled at her love, if only others saw this side of her, she thought to herself. “Thank you, my love.”

“What time are your parents getting here?” The redhead asked. “I have no idea, they wouldn’t say, but they’ll be here in time for the ball tonight.” Clarissa replied, getting off Leonora and heading toward the restroom to get ready.

“I still don’t think they like me.” Leonora said, walking toward the closet. “That’s not true! My mother loves you.” Clarissa’s parents could be protective, she was their only child after all, but they absolutely adored Lesso. “Really? Which one?” the redhead asked curiously. Clarissa just smiled coyly and closed the door. “Dove?” All she got in response was laughter.

“Stop looking at me like that!” Clarissa scolded, flustered at the look on Leonora’s face. That look meant trouble, that look meant being late and they could not afford to be late, especially to an event in Clarissa’s honor.

“Like what?” Leonora asked in a faux innocent voice. She enjoyed flustering the blonde, it was adorable how she would blush and act shy.

“Like you want to ravage me where I stand.” The shorter woman retorted. The redhead took in Clarissa, in her signature gold but this dress was different, less student appropriate; luckily this is adults only. It was off the shoulder with big puffy sleeves, gold pearls going across the top of her decolletage. The bottom flared out with a high slit that was borderline indecent for the fairy godmother.

“Have you seen how you look in this dress, can you really blame me?” the evil dean exasperated, pulling the fairy godmother closer to her before wrapping her arms around her. She gently grasped the blonde’s chin before pulling her in for a kiss that made Clarissa swoon. The shorter woman pulled away, panting softly. “Later.” she breathed out, “much later.” Lesso nodded, “I’ll hold you to that, Princess. Now, let’s go. We have a party to attend.”

An hour into the ball, after mingling and catching up with friends, Clarissa was taking a break. She was also wondering where her mother’s were, they should’ve been here by now. Fortunately, she didn’t have to wait any longer. “Now presenting Barbara and Melissa Dovey.” Barbara is a tall, beautiful, woman who wore a gold metallic dress, one shoulder dress, and her back curly hair was down past her shoulders. She stood arm in arm with Melissa, an equally beautiful, but shorter, redhead. She wore a blue velvet long sleeve dress with silver detailing. They looked amazing together and suddenly Clarissa and Leonora being together made so much sense.

“Like mother, like daughter.” Emma said, breaking the silence, making everyone laugh. Clarissa blushed at the comparison, yes she did take after her mom, Barbara, when it came to her love life and her love for the color gold.

The party resumed and the two walked over to their daughter and her girlfriend. “Happy birthday sweetheart.” Barb spoke, giving her daughter a hug and a kiss to the forehead. “Tesoro, happy birthday.” Melissa greeted, also greeting her with a forehead kiss. “Thank you, Ma.” Clarissa smiled. The shorter redhead turned her eyes to Leonora. “Lesso.” she greeted, coldly. Barb pinched her wife, who pouted, and also greeted Lesso, however she was much nicer. She had instantly taken a liking to the Dean of Evil ever since Clarissa brought her home for the first time.

The four of them talked for a while before Clarissa got antsy and wanted to dance…again. “Nora.” she started sweetly, the evil dean narrowed her eyes slightly, that was the voice the blonde used when she wanted something. “Will you dance with me?” she asked. Lesso internally sighed. She despised dancing, especially because of her leg, however; her leg currently felt fine and she could never truly deny Clarissa anything, especially on her birthday.

“Of course, Princess.” she stood up from the table, holding her hand out to the fairy godmother who gladly took it before dragging her to the dance floor.

The two older Dovey’s watched them with a fond look in their eyes. “You need to stop giving Leonora such a hard time. She clearly loves Clarissa very much.” Barbara chided. “But it’s fun. She gets so nervous.” Melissa laughed, gleeful that she could strike a bit of fear into the Dean of Evil. “And they call me the evil one.” Barb mumbled, causing her wife to laugh. “Babe you are the evil one. I’m just having a bit of fun.” Melissa replied. “Good is supposed to defend.” The taller one reminded her wife. The redhead scoffed. “I’m defending our daughter.” she sputtered out. “Mel.” Barb warned, leveled her with a glare causing her to sigh. “Fine, I’ll stop giving her a hard time.” she grumbled out, leading Barbara to give her a soft kiss. “That’s all I ask dear.” And with that, they turned their attention back to their daughter who was smiling in Leonora’s arms.

The next day at lunch, when the students saw Clarissa’s parents a collective “ohh” of understanding came from the students. They could see why the Good Dean was in love with Evil Dean, it made sense. They were polar opposites; good and evil, where Clarissa was demure, Leonora was brash. They balanced each other out, just like her parents balanced each other out.

[inlovewithgreta]

Steamy — Lady Lesso x Fem!Reader

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Synopsis: You had the idea of taking a simple shower, but Leonora had other plans to spice things up a bit.

Warnings: Praise, riding, toys (strap-on), etc…

Word Count: 2.3k

© Do not copy, repost, or modify any of my works.

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The comfort of a hot shower always helped soothe tense muscles after a long and stressful day. You were already naked and under the cascading warm water when the bathroom door suddenly came to a sharp close.

"Leonora?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you going to join me?"

"Yes dear, but I need you to close your eyes first."

"Why?" You question, trying to focus on the tall shadow through the foggy glass door of the shower.

"Just do it, I have a surprise for you." Her voice was much deeper than usual and it was easily recognizable as her very distinctive stern voice.

You do as you're told and cover your eyes with your hands. "Okay, eyes are closed."

The shower door slides open and the woman steps inside, just a few inches in front of you and closes the door behind her.

"Open your eyes."

Following her directions, your eyes open and are met with a naked Lesso. The only thing covering her skin was her new strap attached at her hips. Your finger instantly ran along its length, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth.

"Do you want to suck it, darling?"

You eagerly nod your head.

After many, many, different occasions where you've begged her to get one, she finally caved in and decided to buy one just for you. Part of her was eager to see how you were going to take it.

"Then get on your knees and put that pretty little mouth to work."

Water ran down your back as you became aware of just how big the toy was when your knees were met with the cold floor and it was out in front of your face.

Lesso had a smirk when she saw your eyes widen just the slightest.

She pushes stray hairs out of your face and slides her hand to the back of your head, slowly guiding you towards the toy.

Your tongue licks the bottom side of the dildo before slowly inching it inside your mouth. It glides in with ease and Lesso proudly watches how deep you can go.

"That's my good girl."

You relax your throat to your best ability as she coaxes you along.

"You're doing so good for me."

She helps guide your head along the full length of the strap, but gentle enough to ensure you went only as far as you were comfortable.

"Just like that. . ."

You slowly begin to bob your head back and forth as your eyes wander up the long pale body of the woman towering above you.

Lesso gathers your hair, making a makeshift ponytail atop your head to help guide your movements easier. She hums in approval at your eagerness to please her.

You force your eyes up at your lover, just to be met with a pair of bright eyes looking proudly down at you. You notice small beads of sweat forming along her pale skin as the heat from the shower fills the air around you two.

Your eyes then heavily fell upon her body, watching as her bare chest moved with each deep breath the tall woman took.

"Mmm, I could have you do this all day. . ." She adored the growing shade of pink along your hollowed cheeks. "But, I think I'd rather watch you from a different position." Lesso pulled your hair back, just hard enough to elicit a muffled moan from you as she slowly pulled the toy from your mouth.

She let go of your hair, and you watched her move herself to the built-in marble bench along the wall. Lesso sat herself along the cold interior and motioned with a single finger for you to come towards her. You shakily stood to your feet and took a few steps to the ginger-haired woman.

She pulled you in by your hips as her eyes wandered over every bare inch of your body, basking in the beautiful sight in front of her with a gleam in her eyes.

"My beautiful girl. . ." Lesso traces a light finger along your hipbone. "I want to watch you ride me." She puts a hand in yours to pull you onto her lap and gives you a chance to adjust your positioning as you straddle her. "Can you do that for me? Can you handle it?"

You eagerly not your head, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth.

"Use your words, sweet thing." She softly kneads her fingers along your hips.

"I can take it."

She raises a sharp eyebrow, unsure of your soft tone.

You wrap your arms around her neck, pulling yourself closer to the redhead, and pouring all of your attention into her cloud-like eyes.

"I can take it." You repeat yourself with a more confident tone this time around to make your case. "Let me show you just how good I can take it for you." You lowered your voice as your lips hovered over hers.

"Then show me." She couldn't help the smirk that immediately spread across her face when you eagerly adjusted yourself to hover your body just above her.

You snuck a hand underneath you to grab hold of the toy and slide it past your entrance. You lowly hummed, leaning your forehead against hers as you lowered yourself slowly onto the toy, taking it in little by little.

Her hands kept their grip at your waist, keeping you steady as you got yourself started. Once you took her all in, you slowly moved yourself along the full length, staying at a steady pace as your body adjusted to its fullness.

You brought your lips to meet with hers, engulfing her lips in a sweet but passionate kiss. You softly moaned when she bit your bottom lip, pulling the flesh between her teeth, adding a bit of pain to your pleasure.

Her hands roam to your backside, taking your asscheeks in each hand and giving them a squeeze. Lesso used her new hand placements to pick up your pace along her toy. Your moans of pleasure only grew as the toy hit your sweet spot at every thrust of her hips to meet you halfway.

"You're taking it like such a good girl."

She kept her pain element with pleasure by digging her nails slightly into your skin. She hummed as she kissed along your jawline, making her way to your neck and sucked along the sweet flesh, nipping at the soft skin to mark her territory. After each nip, she would use her hot tongue to soothe the pinched flesh. Marks were left down your neck and across your collarbone.

Fingers slipped through her crimson hair to softly pull at the beautiful coils.

"H-harder, please." You whispered against her lips as you kissed the woman beneath you.

In one slick move, Lesso thrusted her hips up, slamming her thighs against your skin, causing you to loudly moan out her name. The grip on your ass tightened, nails digging deeper into your sensitive skin that were sure to leave dark marks for her to admire after.

Her pace turned faster, needier, as she pounded her toy as deep and hard as she possibly could, softly moaning to herself when she felt pleasure right back from the toy hitting her clit with each thrust. Your breathing was erratic at the sensation. You had nearly drowned out the sound of the cascading water as you listened to her quiet breathy moans mix with the sound of your skin roughly making contact with hers.

You could feel your legs grow tired from holding yourself up, but you didn't care, you just wanted to be pleasured as you felt yourself nearing your climax.

"Yess. . ." Your head fell back as you closed your eyes. Lesso took the opportunity to kiss down your neck, making a trail down your body to reach your breasts. She pulled your nipple into her mouth with her teeth before sucking on the bud. You tried to relax your breathing as her tongue swirled along your nipple. One hand soon after left your ass to grab hold of the other breast.

Your breath caught in your throat when she pinched the bud between her fingers, gently at first before adding more pressure, and that was the cause of your undoing. You came along her thick length with a long drawn out moan, with expletives and her name spilling out soon after. She licked her way up your chest before connecting your lips with hers in a heavy kiss.

She admired the way your chest sharply rose with each breath along with the subtle glow from the light radiating off the wetness coating your bare skin. Your movements came to a near halt as you finished riding out your high.

"You did so good for me, darling." She cooed as she moved a stray hair away from your face.

"One more. . . Please–" You begged her as your hips refused to stop slowly moving.

"Are you sure?"

"Please." You begged her again before she brought her hands back down to your hips.

"Anything for you, beautiful girl."

She guided your movement this time around, grinding your hips along hers, giving you both the same amount of pleasure as she filled you and the toy gently rubbed against her clit. You found a steady rhythm as you were grinding yourself along the redhead.

Your legs grew weaker as your body ached from the physical activity. Both of you moaned in unison as you gradually moved your hips faster to cause more friction.

"Just like that, baby." Lesso sharply pulls her bottom lip between her teeth to suppress another moan from escaping. Your hand reached up to cup her breast, holding her tit as your thumb gently slid across her nipple.

A familiar knot formed in your abdomen as your legs slightly quivered. Lesso held your chin with her thumb and forefinger to bring your face towards hers to give you a sweet peck on the lips. The redhead beneath you gasped when you pinched her nipple, giving her the same mixture of pain and pleasure as previously she gave you.

"I-I'm so close–" You nearly whispered against her parted lips.

"I'm nearly there too." She cut you off to announce her own upcoming climax, wanting to finish with you. Your grinding grew more frantic as your body begged to reach your second orgasm. Lesso's head leaned back against the marble wall as her bright eyes were glued onto your own.

"Oh my god. . ."

"Fuck–" Lesso whimpered out as she finally reached her orgasm, with you following suit not a moment later. She tried to keep her breathing at a normal rate as you both watched each other come undone at the exact same time. You kept her tit squeezed in your hand as her own grip tightened along your skin.

Your both sat still as you tried to catch your breath and she took a deep inhale. You whimpered as you lifted yourself off of her, leaving her lap and attempting to stand up. Lesso held your hips as she watched you with wobbly legs, doing your best to not fall to your feet and having to hold onto the wall for support.

She chuckled and shook her head at your stubbornness in showing her you could handle the aftermath of your actions.

"You okay over there?" She asks with a smirk as she went to unstrap herself and saw you heavily leaning against the cold wall with your legs crossed.

"I-I'm good." You reassured her with a forced smile that she didn't believe for one second.

Lesso turned the water off as she finished cleaning off her toy and letting it fall to the floor after turning the hot water off, not wanting to deal with it at the moment as she knew she was going to have to carry you out.

"Mhm. . ." Her smirk only grew wider. "Wait right here." She chuckled again, knowing you weren't about to move anyways.

She stepped out of the shower to grab two towels. Lesso wrapped one securely around herself before reentering the shower and wrapping you with the other one and holding her arms out to you. "Come on." She sternly commanded you.

You frowned and got into her arms and let her carry you back to your shared bedroom.

"Oh, don't pout. We both knew you weren't walking afterwards."

You playfully rolled your eyes as she set you down on the edge of the bed, not wanting to tell her that she was right.

She walked to the nearest dresser and pulled out two silk gowns along with some panties for you to each wear to bed. You were handed your clothes but you didn't know if you could handle standing up without your legs turning into noodles.

She didn't notice you not getting up until after she was completely dressed for bed and saw you giving her your cutest begging eyes for her to help you. Lesso of course didn't hesitate to slide your panties on and your gown over your head and finished you off with a kiss to your forehead, eliciting a grateful smile from you.

You pulled yourself under the covers as she left to return a minute later with a glass of fresh water to set on your nightstand for when you needed it. You both giggled as she decided to crawl over you to her side of the bed instead of walking around to the other side. She made her way under the covers as she pulled you as close as possible to her, having you lay your head on her chest. You immediately yawned as you made yourself comfortable.

"Go to sleep, sweet girl." She kissed the top of your head before getting into a comfortable position herself, and laying her head back against the silk pillowcase. You were asleep in nearly an instant while she laid there stroking your hair with a smile on her face, thinking about how lucky she was to have you.

[iamnotoriginalphil]

Hi! I love your writing so much! Are you still taking requests?If you are, could you write one where Lesso and f!reader grew up together and were dating before Leonora was taken. And maybe having them reunite after all these years and finding that they still are in love with each other.

Here you go, Anon. I hope it was worth the wait!

“Well?”

Deauville sighed, used to your questioning. After twenty years, the charm had worn off. She hauled a box onto the counter, gesturing for you to look through it.

“Go ahead.”

You scrabbled through the book, each one meticulously checked. Hundreds of thousands of books over the years and each one was laced with disappointment. It had begun to grow crushing but you weren’t giving up. You couldn’t give up. Not yet. Not ever.

Your heart stopped.

“Oh my god,” you breathed.

With trembling hands you pulled the book from the bottom of the box. Your finger traced over the embossing, the two swans, the letters. You turned the pages of the familiar fairytale. There, in black and white, was a familiar scrawl in the margins.

“You couldn’t just tell me it was here?” you asked, looking up at her.

“That would have taken the magic out of it,” she replied, “wouldn’t it?”

You spent the rest of the day pouring over the book, doing your best to read the messy handwriting without letting your tears drip on to the pages. You couldn’t help the smile that bloomed over your face, reading her thoughts and feelings about the story. Her frustration was so palpable.

You didn’t notice when the sky began to turn red outside your window. You were so focused on the writing in the book, trying to find any hint about how life had been going for her.

Something screeched through your window. You started, head snapping up. A big clawed hand burst through the window, reaching for you. You snatched up the book, trying to smash it away but it curled its talons around you. You screamed.

And then you stopped, knowing where you must be going. Where you had to be going. There was only one place the giant skeletal bird thing could be taking you, just like it had twenty years ago.

As you circled around the school you felt your breath catch at the beauty. You’d never seen anything like it except maybe in books or in your dreams. It was like something out of a fairytale.

The bird swooped down and you let out another shriek. The darker school loomed towards you, growing closer and closer. You were swung around a tall tower before you were let go over a large body of water.

You screamed, hitting the water hard. Gasping for breath, you swum to the surface, fingers still clutching the book to keep from losing it. Striking out for the closest shore, you saw a large imposing door waiting at the top of some steps.

Trying the handle, it didn’t open. You banged your fist against the door, refusing to stop until someone answered you. If there was one thing to know about you, it was that you were stubborn. Annoyingly so.

The door was pulled open, a furry wolf head sticking out. You jerked back, keeping your yelp inside.

“Go away,” it growled.

“Not until I see Leonora,” you said, “let me in.”

“Go away,” it growled again, slamming the door in your face.

You began hammering on it again. You were this close. You weren’t about to give in now. She was just behind the door. You knew it. You could feel it. If it took all night, you’d stay there demanding to be let in, but you would be let in.

“Go away.”

You stumbled back a step, staring up into the familiar eyes of your long lost love. Leonora’s eyes widened, sweeping over you, pink lips falling open.

“Nora,” you breathed

You flung yourself at her, needing to know it was real, that she was really there. A hand to your chest shoved you back, sending you crashing to the ground. It took a moment for your brain to figure out what had happened and when it did you stared up at her, eyes widening and mouth falling open.

“Who are you?”

The end of a cane slammed into your chest, keeping you pinned to the cold stone. You shivered, your wet clothes clinging to you uncomfortably, the chill in the air making you feel your body temperature drop.

“Nora, it’s me,” you said, “you know me.”

“I don’t know you,” she snarled.

“From back home,” you whimpered, “from Gavaldon.”

“I know who you’re pretending to be. Now tell me who you really are,” she demanded.

“It’s me,” you said again, “I promise.”

“It can’t be.” She shoved her cane into your chest again, hard enough to leave a bruise. You made another small noise, tears springing into your eyes.

“Please,” you said, “Nora, please.”

Her eyes swept over you and you could see the cogs in her brain begin to work. So familiar, the same as they’d done when you were still just kids. She looked so achingly similar. You could see your Nora there.

“How’d you find me?” she eventually asked.

“I found your book at Deauville’s,” you said, holding it up,” it has the embossing and your handwriting all through it.”

She snatched it out of your hands, flipping open the wet pages. They clung to one another and the ink was running but you could see when her eyes widened. She looked up at you then back at the book. Hope filled your chest.

Your name was like a drop of sugar on her tongue, sweet and desirable. Her cane clattered from her hand and she was hauling you to your feet, into her arms, the chill forgotten. It was the same and yet different, the feel of her against you. You’d both changed enough over the years for it to be exciting.

You clutched at her, not sure you were ever going to let her go again. You couldn’t trust that she wouldn’t disappear, like trying to hold on to smoke. She pushed you back, just a step, eyes travelling over you again.

“How did you get here?” she asked.

“A big bird thing. The sky turned red, just like when you were taken. I knew it would bring me to you,” you said, “Nora, I’ve been looking for a way to you since the day you left.”

“You have?” You weren’t sure what the emotion in her voice was, confusion mixed with disbelief mixed with something else.

“I couldn’t just let you go,” you said, “I love you.”

“Still?”

“Always.”

You shook your head. She’d once believed your love was forever. What had happened in the last twenty years to make that belief disappear? Had she not realised that you would keep fighting to find her every day of your life?

“You don’t even know me anymore,” she said with a shake of her own head.

“I don’t care,” you replied, “you’re still you.”

“I’ve changed.”

She took a step back and you stumbled forward, grasping at her hand, refusing to let her go a second time. You couldn’t. You’d never let her go again.

“Then I’d like the chance to get to know you now,” you said, “I’m afraid I haven’t changed that much but maybe this new you will still like me.”

“Surely you have a husband and children you should be with instead of me,” she said, turning away, but you saw the flash of longing on her face.

“There is no husband. No children,” you said, “there was never anyone but you.”

“No one?” she asked, and most wouldn’t have heard the hope in her voice but you knew her better than you knew yourself.

“No one,” you confirmed.

She continued staring over your shoulder, out at the water and the other school. You took the time to look her over. Time had been kind to her, although there was a weary slope to her shoulders and you thought she might not have been getting enough sleep. The sting of worry was as sharp as ever when it came to her and her wellbeing.

“Please, Nora,” you said, her attention snapping back to you, “please don’t send me back. I need you. I’ve always needed you.”

“What if I’ve moved on?” she asked and dread curled in your stomach, “I might have someone else.”

“Do you?” you asked, voice shaky.

She paused a moment and you could see it all crumbling down around you. She would cast you out, and be happy with the faceless person she’d met here, and you’d be all alone again. The town crazy once again.

“No.”

The tension left your body and all you could do was give her a hopeful smile. She cursed, turning away from you, pinching the bridge of her nose, just as she had always done when you’d done something to frustrate her. The jolt of familiarity was electrifying.

“You’re the only one I’ve ever loved,” she admitted with her back still to you.

You heart thudded in your chest.

“Nora?” you asked.

“What?” she snapped.

“Can you look at me?” you asked, “please?”

She slowly turned towards you. There was a flush on her cheeks and she wouldn’t meet your eyes. You stepped forward, hand coming up to cup her cheek. Her eyes snapped up to you, and you could tell she was fighting the impulse to step back, to push your hand off her face.

You lent forward, giving her time to move away. She froze, letting your lips brush against hers in an exploratory kiss. You’d been imagining this moment for so long.

Her hand shot out, wrapping around your waist, pressing into your spine. Her body was pushed against yours, nails almost digging in to your skin. She kissed you roughly, not like she had back when you were teenagers, but it made your knees weak. Her other hand tangled in your hair, tilting your head to kiss you deeper. You whimpered into her mouth.

“Still want to get to know this new me?” she murmured against your mouth.

“Yes,” you breathed.

“I suppose you’d better come in then,” she said.

You didn’t argue as she dragged you into the castle.

[i-write-sometimes-maybe]

I made this poll a week so I have time to actually finish them both just in case I can’t tell which gets picked, because you guys might surprise me.

[acupofqueercoffee]

“Told by the stars”

Requests by @anonymous

hi !!! i love love love the way you write for lady lesso, so i'd like to request, if you can & want to, bottom leonora! she's always the top, but i'd love to read something where the reader takes care of her, with lots of aftercare after : — ps: you've said that you're more of an angst person, but i honestly think your fluff fics are some of the best i've read, ever!

can u please do some more 18+ with lady lesso?

‼️ BOTTOM LEO SMUT ALERT. 18+ i’m afraid i couldn’t really get into details concerning aftercare but r did pamper tf out of her afterwards 😮‍💨 aww also thank you! it makes me very happy to know that you love how i write for leo. i hope this is to your liking as well. and yes, it is true that i’m more into angst but it’s funny because i haven’t really wriiten anything that is pure angst lmao 🥹 but i do so love angst. angst is exquisite. angst is divine. angst is everythingggg. ok anyway..have fun reading 🌝

PS — there’s another prompt someone sent in that is very detailed and interesting. hello anon! whoever you are if you’re seeing this (do not question if it is you, yes it is you. i only currently have one suggestion), i just wanna let you know that i’d like to take my time with it but i give you my word that i will definitely eventually write it 🙌🏻

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The heavenly bodies gaze at her with envy, for under the sky teeming with thousands and thousands of them, it is not them, but her that you choose to lavish your seemingly endless adoration on.

The twinkles whisper amongst themselves, some in disbelief, others in fondness, how you are focusing solely on her, and only her in the same way many people are held spellbound by the beauty of them.

You are a peculiar one, a little star murmurs to itself, marvelling at the woman for simply existing, and paying no mind to the sky full of sparkling spectacles.

Until tonight, they have always been at the receiving end of people’s wonderment. Some people admire them for hours upon hours, seeking constellations with absolute awe and childish glee on their faces. While they have been traced many a time with eyes and fingers, this is undoubtedly their first time being traced upon a person’s skin with lips so soft and tender.

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Your lover’s eyes are sprinkled with stardust. They shimmer. They twinkle. They look at you as though the stars in the nightsky are your doing. Oh but those tiny glittering gemstones in her eyes are indeed your creation, and truthfully, they put the stars to shame.

She has returned home positively stressed. Brows dipped and lips downturned, she has rambled on and on about how insufferably annoying that bubbly, cheery woman is, and you automatically understand, she must have been in a squabble with Dovey as they always do.

Your girlfriend on the other hand is still fuming, voice gradually rising, and while you might have found it frighteningly intimidating five years ago as one of her students, now all you find, as her one and only lover, is someone who is having a temper tantrum for not getting her own way.

Suppressing the urge to chuckle, but still allowing yourself a small smile, you steal a kiss from her. Lips landing directly atop the adorable little furrow between her brows.

A sigh is released, and she melts into your body, face seeking solace against your throat. On your skin like toasty bread, you feel kisses like a rain drenched butterfly flapping its wings. When she trails them down, down, down to your collarbones, and down still to your breasts, you stop her.

She looks at you with stunned worry, eyes quizzical, but once she tries to speak, you beat her to it, voice but a soft murmur, “I want to take care of you tonight.”

Her face is blank for a moment.

And then, something blossoms on her lips, too cheeky to consider a smile but too kind to consider a smirk.

Her face approaches yours, remaining a whisker away. You know that she is smiling, feel it on your cheek when her lips caress your skin, “Dazzle me, darling.”

You have taken her to the room where she usually likes to study the stars. Located on the farthest corner of the house, it has glasses for walls on one side, and the absence of roof offers an unobstructed view of the charming night sky.

You have specifically chosen here, for you want to perform your ritual of devotion with her favourite stars in audience.

You sink to your knees between her thighs, fingers flying to the button of her pants. With every bit of skin unravelled, your lips commit everything to memory, the mementos she has collected throughout her life, her lovely little moles, her freckles, every little detail that makes her her, your Leo.

In the end, she is left in nothing but her lingerie. It is a spicy, delicious shade as mouth-watering as blood-red jam. Now more ravenous than ever though you are, you have every intention of taking your sweet time with her, and you are hell-bent on realising your resolution.

So, you take her foot into your lap, hold it gingerly in your hands, and after bringing it to your lips, press a delicate kiss onto her ankle. Your lips trail along the length of her shinbone. They linger on her knee where a scar almost in the shape of a heart lies. You have asked her about it before, “I got it many many moons ago while playing in the woods. I fell down as kids usually do.” , and so you have been told.

Her other leg, too, is equally lavished with kisses, but your lips wickedly, purposefully never cross the threshold of her knees.

When her hand rests atop your head, fingers sinking into a forest of mane with intention, your lips curve into a naughty smile.

“Just how badly do you want me, Leo?”

“Do not tease.”

The sharp talons on her fingertips are painful against your scalp as her slender digits become entangled in your hair. Still, you persist, a cheshire grin on your face,

“But you do.” You protest, and she levels a glare. “And you won’t.”

Two can play that game then.

You are rather confident, for the tables are turned tonight, as well as determined to make your beloved dean fall apart in your arms. You want to witness the almighty Lady Lesso crumble on your tongue. You crave to taste her from the very source, ache to savour her like the delicacy that she is.

You are going to worship her for she is your goddess.

But first and foremost, your famished ears long to hear it.

“Beg me then. Say you want me.”

You desperately need to hear it spelled explicitly by those lips just how much she wants you.

“Tell me what you want me to do, and I will.”

A kiss is dropped atop her milky thigh. A punishment rather than a reward.

“Diable! Begging was the last thing on my mind when you told me you wanted to take care of me.”

“What can I say, professor?” Another press of your lips on her stomach. “I learned from the worst after all.”

You can feel her shudder beneath you. The slightest of irregularities in her breathing lets you know that a little nudge, and the restraint will snap.

“Well?”

“I want you.”

“Please, I want you.”

With mirth and mischievousness dancing in your eyes, you challenge her, “Oh Leo, is that the best you’ve got?”

“I want you. I want your mouth on me, your tongue inside me. Please. I- I need you so bad.”

Now, that is more like it.

In all honesty, all this teasing and stalling have been as much a torture to you as it must be to her.

It does not mean that you do not enjoy taking your time with her. It simply means that with every tantalising whiff of that uniquely ambrosial aroma, your hunger for her grows to the point that your mouth tingles as if being electrocuted.

The euphonious tune of your name drizzling out of those honeyed lips, coupled with her scent that smells so invitingly divine galvanise you greatly. Unable to keep the greedy little beast within you at bay any longer, you dive face first to have a taste of your meal. Warm, wet, and unequivocally yours.

By now, the urge to taste her is becoming all-consuming, so, you care little about the red satin shielding her from your eyes. It will have to go very soon, but right now, uncaring, you lick a long stripe along the length of her slit.

Fuck! Your woman tastes exquisitely divine. Rich, tart, smokey, yet there is an underlying sweetness to her that really stands out and lingers afterwards. It brings you back to a time in the past where you have accidentally poured red wine into coffee, but then, discovered that they compliment each other, further falling in love with the exotic drink.

She must be dripping wet, you realise, for you to be able to break down every flavour even through another layer, and that realisation is gasoline to the raging fire in your guts. Now, you can no longer bear being separated by even a flimsy little fabric, and your desire to get it off her body is encouraged further by her voice, spine-tinglingly sultry, “Off. I want it off.”

Not needing to be told twice, you hook your teeth into the waistband, hear her release a shuddering breath when your teeth, for a fleeting moment, catch her hipbone. You maintain eye contact with your woman as you make a scandalous show of pulling it achingly slowly down her legs. Completely freed off lingerie, she wraps her gorgeously long legs around you, caging you in, and wanting nothing more than to finally tuck into your food, you comply this time, when the fingers in your hair reins you towards where she needs you the most.

You cannot help but moan yourself at the soft little mewl that flies past her lips once she is entirely engulfed by your moist mouth. She has a bush of strawberry curls, and it pleasantly tickles wherever they touch you. Once you have found the precious little pearl, you perform a harsh suckle, sucking it into your mouth and rolling it on your tongue like a hard candy.

Her heels dig into your back. The arching of her back allows you better entry to her core. Your tongue slithers into her tightness like a sneaky snake, and those willowy thighs quaver around you. The fingers digging into the soft skin of her hips prevent her from writhing as your wicked tongue demonstrates its mastery deep within your lover’s soft, succulent walls.

The tip of your tongue presses deliciously into her sweet spot over and over again until it has her toes curling, and her hips stuttering wildly in your hold. Your neck is snugly cradled in her thighs, and even though they nearly choke you to death, you cannot help the wide grin on your face, like a cat that has gotten the cream.

And indeed, you have. Not only have you eaten your former professor, now lover out like a starved man, like a perched man, you have also drank as much of her nectarous essence as you can.

Still, some of them, you miss.

Rivulets of her wetness dribble down your chin instead, and now, you poke your tongue out to lick it all clean. Not a droplet is to go to waste.

Her haywire strands seem to glow under the light of a thousand stars. With cheeks flushed and chest heaving, she looks every bit the epitome of an otherworldly creature. Once her legs relax around your body, you leave a trail of soft, butterfly kisses in your wake until you reach her face.

Although her eyes are closed, she hums happily when you capture her lips, nipping it gently for entrance, and sucking her tongue into your mouth once they part. Fingers suddenly find home on your chest, grasping your garment as she mewls softly into the kiss.

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Tonight, the stars observe the woman, whereas in the past, it has been the woman observing the stars for as long as they can remember.

For the longest time, they have watched her watch them. Alone. Every night. Although she appears unfazed, they sense it more often than not, the sadness, the loneliness, the stress, all of those bottled up emotions bubbling beneath a seemingly tough shell. They even witness her cry sometimes.

She has been alone for many moons, and then, one day, they spot someone else beside her. A girl. You. Ever since then, the stars gain another admirer as well as a new object to observe. Although, they are not sure whether it is fair to call you an admirer, because from as far as they know, the stars are not the object of your fascination, but rather, their true admirer, the woman. Even though the stars can see this from thousands and thousands of miles away, she, who is right beside you, seemingly cannot.

And then, one night, you confess to her, and the stars await her answer with bated breath as do you. They can almost feel the heartache that you must have felt when she laughs at you mockingly, and thereupon invalidates your feelings. You are a stubborn thing, they quickly discover, asking questions and demanding reasons. It happens then, so uncalled for that even the stars are appalled. She has struck you so ruthlessly across your face, and with tears streaming down your bruised cheeks, you have run, run without so much as a backward glance.

Only when you are gone do the stars notice the woman’s face glistening under their presence.

Alas, she, too, is crying.

It is safe to say that she has been as equally surprised and perplexed as the stars by the time you come rushing into the room once more. She has asked you why. “Why have you come back after everything I’ve said and done?” She has asked, and you have smiled, held the sobbing woman against your chest. “Because I love you so.”

Following that rollercoaster of a night, they have never seen the woman alone. There is always you by her side.

Not only are they being ignored by you tonight, apparently, they are also the last thing on their avid admire’s mind.

And now, they watch fondly as you haul your woman into your arms, carry her towards your bedroom where afterwards, the two of you proceed to the bathroom. In the bathtub, she is cradled against your chest, and instead of actually bathing her, you make pampering her with more kisses your main goal.

All in all, yours is a tale truly worthy of being scribed in the stars — approved by the heavenly bodies themselves.

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[mandy-asimp]

Dragons oh my!

summary: Y/N and Lesso have been dating for a long time, but the three words have never been said, always implied. One day Y/N is with the other ever teachers and gets upset at their conversation.

pairing~ Lesso x Reader warnings~ self doubt, swords, fluff, arguing

You walked in. The other Ever teachers already sitting down and having the conversation of the day. You sat down with a seat next to you that was always left open for your girlfriend.

You and Lesso were obviously dating long before the schools combined. Which is when it became a shocker to everyone that you came out and said it when Dovey tried to set you up with the new, young male teacher. Lesso was next to you and saw how he was eyeing you.

So when she pulled you close and kissed your head, whispering a 'goodbye darling', Dovey was very confused. Which left the teacher to look away from you, and you to explain to Clarissa.

And now you were sat listening into the conversation. Obviously letting you thoughts wonder to seeing your girlfriend at the end of the day, where you sit in her lap and grade papers together.

"Well obviously! Look at the poor thing! Becomes a fumbling mess whenever she's around. There's no doubt Y/N is a bottom!" You distantly heard Anemone laugh. "Even right now, probably daydreaming about Lesso."

"Well that's not fair, as an Ever, all we sometimes can focus on is love. And Lesso is the type to lay it on thick." Dovey defended.

"I'm sorry, huh?" You finally came back. Gaining laughs from the table. "Wait, no seriously! What are we talking about?"

"How much of a bottom you are with Lesso," Anemone repeated. "We can all agree on it!"

"I am not!" You frowned.

Just then Lenora walked in. Kissing your head like every day. Causing a heavy blush to settle on your face where it was almost embarrassing how red she makes you.

"What's the topic?" Lenora asked, taking her seat. A hand resting on your thigh subconsciously.

"Nothing!" You were quick to shout.

Clarissa laughed at you. "We were talking about you two actually! How innocent Y/N is and how much of a bottom-,"

She never finished her sentence as you got up and left in a small ball of rage. Everyone had confused looks on their faces. Had they said something wrong?

But then again, how could they? You wore the innocent look so well. Always in a gown. Taught a class most claim was boring but nobody knew what actually happened in your class.

Yet, you finished your day and found your way to your room. Not bothering your usual grading session.

And your silence only lasted half an hour before Lenora came busting into your room.

"What the hell was today?!" She shouted. The door slamming right behind her and shaking the room. "Just storming out of places now?!"

You didn't answer. You just stilled and looked at your papers. The anger you had let disappear came rushing back at the earlier event.

"Y/N you have to answer me!" Leonora walked up to you, leaning against your desk. "What was said to make you leave in such a fit of rage? Was it them talking about you being a bot-,"

You had managed to move quicker than she could think. Pressing into her, you had her leaning back further on the desk. Your ragged breath hitting her cheeks as she fell silent.

"All I'm seen as is an innocent princess, even by you. I see it in your eyes every day outside of this room." You whispered, only to back up and take a deep breath. "It's almost like you let me be dominant just because you feel bad." You move away completely. Finding your way to grab sleep shorts and an Ever crewneck.

You spun so your back was facing your girlfriend completely. Undoing the bow that held your dress in place. The fabric becoming loose and easy to slip out of. Your bare back was all Lesso got to see.

"I...where is this all coming from?" She came up behind you, letting her hands wrap around your waist. A confused look dawning on her when you shook her away. "Y/N, are you seriously letting what Clarissa say get to you?"

"Is that so silly? I'm sorry I can't be an evil witch! At this point you might as well date a Never teacher instead of me. Someone who could really give you a run for being dominant!" You started saying things without any thought.

Every tiny insecurity you had that you tried to burry was finally getting to you.

"Y/N?"

"Because how could a Never like me? Let alone love me? And on top of all that, the dean for school of evil! The one who was picked by Rafal because she was so evil! And yet she threw it all away just for a pathetic princess. Where you even thinking when you said yes to me asking you out? Was it a joke? Some bet you made that now you're too deep into that you can't wait to shatter my heart and crush everything I was taught to believe?"

"Y/N!"

Tears were streaming down your face. The red burning your cheeks.

"Why me, Leo?" You barely got out. "Out of everyone, why me?"

She looked to the door. Almost like she was getting ready to run. And she wouldn't but if you weren't so set on your assumptions being right.

If she looked at the door, she must want to leave. And it just seemed like she needed someone to tell her.

"Just leave then." Your words fell out faster than you intended. "I'll just be the submissive princess who can't do anything for her own good!"

"You're being irrational! Can you just think for one damn second?!…I know there is a brain in that pretty head." Lesso stepped closer. "I choose you because you make me feel...God I hate emotions. See that's what you do to me! You give me...emotions." She gave a dry laugh. "Now, stop acting like a bottom and stop letting those thoughts get to you. You now if I wanted to top you, I would've by now. Something about you makes it hard for me to want anything in our sex life to change. I adore how you are always so different and yet so perfect."

You stared at her. Every thought in your brain of trying to figure out if she was lying to you. Concluding that she wasn't. You hugged her tightly. "I'm sorry." You mummbled.

"Don't be darling, everyone has their need to just let it out." She held you back. And when you looked up at her, she knew exactly what thought was going through your mind. Her smile told you she knew.

"I need you, please." You hummed. Hands tightening in her clothes. "I desire to be one with you tonight Lady Lesso. Please!" You were whining for her. Something you hardly would do, but when you do, she would know where the night would go.

"I'm at your use, all yours." She answered.

You went in fierce. Lips crashing to hers as you both hummed. It was passionate, full of love. Unspoken words.

And being slightly shorter than her, you always climbed up her. Wrapping your legs around her waist while you kissed her hard from above. She loved when you would do this.

Anytime you or her had a bad day, it was nothing but the softest touches. The softest words. But it was always the most wrecking orgasm.

You broke away for only a second. "The bed, honey." You went back to kissing. Your intensity being nothing but soft now. Feeling as she walked towards the furniture, slowly sitting down.

You straddled her hips right now. Arms moving to rest on her shoulders. Using the smallest force to have her laying down. The kiss never breaking.

Hands started to slither into your hair. Pulling your face back just a bit. Leonora had started to feel wetness on her cheeks. "Darling?"

Your eyes were still closed as tears rolled down. "Y/N, what's going on?" Her hands now rested on your cheeks. Brushing away the tears that were in free fall. "Can you please talk to me?"

"I...I'm sorry I can't." You got up quickly, rushing into the bathroom. The door being locked behind you.

Your eyes searched your reflection. Words from the pesky voice in your head floated in your eyes.

And you didn't know how long you were in there for just letting the nasty thoughts infect you, but when you came out, Lesso was holding your pillow asleep.

"Fuck," You whispered to yourself. Wiping your eyes and sitting at your desk.

Staring at the unfinished papers. Picking up the pen, you sighed. Thinking how lucky you were to only have less than ten left. Scribbling down correct answers and notes.

On your last paper you felt arms around your shoulder and kisses on the crown of your head. "You have to be up in three hours, come to bed."

"I'm almost done." You hum. Writing the grade on a paper before moving to the next one. "You go back to sleep though."

"I sleep better with your body next to mine." She whispered. A rasp hinting her words. "The papers aren't going anywhere. Pl..Please?"

You looked up to her. Seeing nobody there. Glancing back to the bed, she was still hugging your pillow. Then letting your eyes wander to the clock, it was past midnight. Making you scoff.

Leaving the final paper untouched as you moved to your bed. Replacing the pillow with yourself. Instantly feeling tired. The last thing you feel were arms pulling you close and soft, shallow, breaths hitting your skin.

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The next day, you woke up before Lenora. Slipping out of her arms and placing a kiss to her head. You did your normal routine until you got to your outift.

Instead of a big poofy dress, you saw light blue pants. Grabbing them with a white silk shirt.

You tucked in the shirt and accessorized with golds. A chain going against your hip. A belt wrapping around. Rings and bracelets decorating your arm. And on top of it all, soft makeup.

You picked up your bag and put on white boots. Making your way to your classroom, passing some of the early risers.

You sat down, pulling out papers again to continue grading with every window and door open. That's how your day started.

Soon enough students started showing up, trying to find the teacher. Clearly missing you entirely.

"Excuse me?" One Ever rasied her hand. "Where's the teacher?"

You smiled before looking up. "Yes, Claire?"

She had her eyes widened. Everyone did. What changed in you so suddenly? The outfit was so out of the normal.

"Right, Tedros! You'll start our demonstration. I want you to swing at me with your sword." You stood up. sending your desk back a bit to have more space.

"What?" He was confused. "I'm not gonna swing at you. You have nothing to defend yourself with."

"Tedros, don't make me give you a B for the day." You were sounding so serious. But the smile on your face said you weren't. "Today our lesson is about defense unexpectedly. Tedros, here, will swing on me when I'm not ready and I will counter."

As your sentence finished you picked up on a woosh. Magic flowed through you and a sword appeared. Stopping the sword from touching you.

"Now, I'm not going to give you all real swords for this, that's insane. So! When we get out into the field, I need you all to partner up, and whoever is swinging will get a little plastic sword. I took them from the first years so they have bad ones so we're gonna make use of this!" You smiled. "But before we go out, after class you will not say anything about what we did today in class. It was a boring class of reading out the book."

From class period to class period, it lined up to your lunch. Where you stayed in your class.

Meanwhile, Lesso could only hear your name.

"Did you see the outfit today? It looked so hot!" A never had said in the back of her class.

The princess he sat next to could only agree. "The blue and white with gold? I'd smash."

The two were giddy. "And the class today?! It's literally like a new world."

"Ok! Today, because my classroom is too small for this, we're going outside. You're going to conjure up creatures. They'll have no tie to you, but they'll poof easily. They can harm so keep them under control." Lesso explained to her class.

Now, it was your class and hers in the same court yard. You smiled when she walked out. Her eyes tracing over your body and outfit. She understood what the two students meant now.

"Fancy seeing you out here." She smirked at you. "Fake swords really?"

"I'm not a risk taker. Summoning fictional creatures?" You played back. Staring as some actually could make small animals appear.

Leonora shrugged. "I'm hoping they can give me something bigger that they can't control. I need something big to happen."

"Leo." You scolded. "Nothing bad could possibly happen. The most they're summoning is a unicorn."

She sighed, "I just don't want a dragon." She walked away when a student called her over. Meanwhile, there had become a challenge in your class. An undefeated student had called to challenge you.

"You're the last person I haven't faced. And you honestly look really easy to beat." He had become so confident. You looked at him with humor.

Giving a small shrug, everyone circled around you two. "I want to fight really." He laid down his fake sword. A real one being created in your hand and you handed it over. "That simple?"

"I won't hurt you if that's what you're worried about." You wore a Cheshire grin. Signaling for him to make his move.

He comes charging at you, leading you to dodge out the way. Still with no weapon in your hand. The boy spun around, baffled by your move. He tried again, and it happened again. Only this time he spun faster and swung.

Thinking he had you pinned, his sword clinked with yours. You made your move, spinning the swords and tripping him. Your sword now on top as you stood.

You backed up so he could get up. Yet he didn't. Instead he was looking behind you. Causing you to spin and see the dragon Lesso hadn't wanted.

All your students and hers had rushed to the side. Leaving your firey redhead to defend herself. She looked petrified of the creature. That's when you finally put it together.

Leonora was scared of dragons.

You acted quickly as the dragon started to go at her. You ran up and grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into you. Hugging her close as you dipped out the way. Bringing you both back up as the dragon spun around to attack again.

You stood in front of her as she hid her face in your back. Her arms wrapped tightly around your waist.

The dragon came at you quick, but your sword was quicker. Piercing through it as it turned into a puff of smoke.

Once it cleared you turned to check Leonora. "Are you ok?" You sounded calm to her, but in reality you were worried sick. "Leo?"

Her body crumbled into yours. She just held you tight and closed her eyes. "Ok, everyone you're being released early!" You dismissed your crowd of people.

Once they all left, you kneeled with her in your arms. "Honey? What happened?"

"I had a dream a few nights ago...and it was more so a vision I guess. And there was a dragon and there was you. But um the night before we were in an argument. So then you and this dragon...you fought. Only...I lost you." She tried not to let her wavering voice show. "And I saw the dragon and just thought that was it."

You cupped her cheek. You stood on your knees now, tilting her head back to look at you. "You know why I was crying last night?" She shook her head while searching your eyes. "Because I had realized something. And after the whole argument, I let those nasty thoughts get me."

"What'd you realize?" Her brows furrowed as you kissed between them.

Pulling to look stare lovingly in her eyes, a smile so wide you could feel your cheeks hurting.

"That I love you."

[riveramorylunar]

The Girl That Was Raised By Dragons

Pairings: Dragon Rider Leonora Lesso x Dragon Protector Reader, Dragon Rider Natasha Romanoff x Dragon Protector Reader, Natasha Romanoff x Leonora Lesso & Leonora Lesso x Reader x Natasha Romanoff

Warnings ⚠️: Dragons, weapons, age difference, height difference, flying, caves & flirting

Pet Names/Nicknames: Darling, Sweetheart, Leo & Nat

Word Count: 2,515

What their outfits look like

A world full of dragons who would have thought that could be real. Natasha Romanoff and Leonora Lesso are one of the best and fastest riders in berk. The two of them have been friends for 27 years. They've been the chiefs of berk for 5 of those years now.

"Leo are you in here" Natasha said as she walked into the great hall to see Leo and her night fury Eclipse sitting at one of the tables. Natasha walked over and scratched Eclipse's neck causing her to fall onto her back. Leonora looked up to see Natasha lean against the table. "Just thinking about what's still out there" Leonora said as she nudged Eclipse with her foot. Eclipse looked up before sticking her tongue out causing Leonora to chuckle before shaking her head. She looked up at Natasha to see her already looking at her. "You know we could go find out" she said which caused Leonora to raise an eyebrow. "How are we going to do that when we're chiefs of berk" Leonora said as she stroked her hands through her hair. "I don't know but we can figure it" Natasha said as she pushed herself off the table. "Think about it at least" she continued before walking out of the great hall. Leonora looked down at her night fury to see her already looking up at her. "Should we do it Eclipse should we go see what's still out there" Leonora asked and Eclipsed rolled over before sitting up. "I take that as a yes" Leonora said before she stood up.

The two were fixing up their dragon armor and were about to put their helmets on when someone came running up to them. "Be careful out there" the boy said and the two looked at each other before putting their helmets on. "Don't worry we're always fine" Leonora said before she got on her night fury. Natasha got on her deathgripper before the two flew off.

They flew for days occasionally taking breaks to rest and eat. They flew more until they reached the end of the world where a huge waterfall was. "This is something you don't see everyday" Leonora said and Natasha agreed. "Should we" Natasha asked and Leonora lifted her helmet up before smirking. "First one to get to the bottom wins" Leonora says before she flipped her helmet back down and flew into the waterfall with Natasha close behind her.

"Ha you're still slow Nat" Leonora said causing Natasha to scoff before looking ahead. She slowed down before completely stopping which made Leonora stop as well. "What's wrong" Leonora asked and Natasha pointed ahead. Leonora looked ahead and her eyes widened in shock before she flipped her helmet up. "Wow I've never seen anything like this before" she said as Natasha flipped her helmet up as well. "This place is beautiful who knew this could be under a waterfall" Natasha breathed out as she patted Red's head motioning him to start flying slowly. Leonora followed suit as they flew side by side. "It's like a whole hidden world down here" Leonora said as they flew through the cave that was glowing. Their dragon armor glowed as well as their dragons. As they kept flying they came to a huge opening and their mouths dropped open. They landed on a cliff that was out of view to see dragons of all kinds flying around.

"You guys are trespassing" Someone said above them causing them to grab their weapons and jump off their dragons. They looked up to see a person hanging from a cliff above swinging back and forth before dropping down in front of them. The person was wearing gold dragon armor and was holding a spear that had markings carved into it. "Who the hell are you" Leonora growled out and the person just tilted their head before holding their hand out. "I should be asking you the same thing" they said as Leonora's night fury walked over and nudged the person's hand. Eclipse fell onto her back as the person knelt down and booped her nose. Natasha and Leonora still stood guard with their weapons in hand as they watched red walk over and nudged the person's side. "We're dragon Riders and the chiefs of berk" Natasha finally said and the figure looked up while Natasha took her helmet off. Leonora followed suit and the figure stood up. "Interesting" the figure said before turning around. "Aren't you going to tell us who you are" Leonora said as she took a step forward but something growled above them making the person smirk under their mask. Natasha and Leonora looked up before backing up when they saw a stormcutter. "You guys can stay here for the night but you leave in the morning" the person said before jumping off the cliff. The two rushed over and looked over to see the person on a dragons back. The dragon flew off and out of sight leaving the two redheads standing there in complete shock.

The person had watched the two women set up camp from afar. Most of the dragons were sleeping and the rest were sitting or laying near the person. Stormcutter nudged the person in the back causing them to stumble forehead. "what are you doing, go lay down" the person said as they tried to shoo the dragon away who growled at them. Another dragon nudged them as well causing them to fall onto the ground. "If you're trying to get me to go over there I'm not doing it"the person said before getting up and dusting off their armor. The dragons that were awake still all looked at each other before a Skrill got up and grabbed the person by the legs. The dragon flew over as the person struggled against its grip while shouting at it.

Natasha and Leonora looked up at the commotion to see a Skrill flying over while holding the person before. They stood up as the Skrill dropped the person onto the ground causing them to groan. "Are you okay" Natasha said as she rushed over to help the person up. "I'm fine" the person said turning around. They were about to take a step but the Skrill growled lowly as a deadly nadder landed next to it before growling as well. "Why are you guys acting like this you never do" the person shouted causing it to echo through the cave. Some of the dragons that were sleeping woke up at the sound. The Skrill walked over and nudged the person in the stomach causing them to stumble back into a pair of strong arms. They looked up to see Leonora looking down at them. The person stood up before growling at the two dragons as she took her spear out. Natasha got in between the two dragons and the person. "Alright how about we calm down" Natasha said and the person looked at her before back at the two dragons.

The person threw their spear down before storming over to the fire. They took their helmet off and let their hair fall down in curls. Natasha and Leonora's eyes widened in shock as they froze in place. The person looked over their shoulder and the two realized it was a girl much younger than them. "What never seen someone with glowing hair before" the girl hissed out before she dropped to the ground with her legs crossed. "To be honest no we haven't" Leonora said as she sat down on one of the flat rocks. When the girl looked up from the fire Leonora saw black markings on the girl's face. "What are you looking at" the girl spat out before she looked away. "You're beautiful" Leonora breathed out as Natasha walked over. The girl felt a rush or heat crawl up her body causing her to shiver. "So what's your name sweetheart" Natasha said as she sat down next to her friend. "Y/N" the girl muttered out as a terrible terror flew over and landed down next to her. "Pretty name for a beautiful girl" Leonora said causing Y/N's heart beat to quicken. "I uh I should go now" Y/N said as she stood up and turned around to see two other dragons behind her. "I don't think your friends will let you" Natasha said and Y/N huffed before turning back around. She sat back down and then terrible terror crawled into her lap and laid down.

"So did you grow up here" Natasha asked and Leonora nudged Natasha in the ribs. "You don't have to answer that" Leonora said and Y/N looked between the two of them as she had her teeth in a fish. She pulled her mouth away from the fish before nodding her head. "Yeah I lived here my whole life I was basically raised by these dragons, stormcutter found me when I was a baby" Y/N said as she looked over her shoulder. She saw stormcutter sleeping peacefully with some of the other dragons curled up next to it. She looked back over to see Natasha and Leonora looking at her causing her to look away quickly. "So how'd you make your suit, doesn't seem like there's that much stuff to us down here to build that except for the scales" Natasha asked and Y/N smiled. "Some of the dragons bring some stuff back when they go out" Y/N said and the two redheads look at each other before narrowing their eyes. "So that's why some of our stuff has gone missing" Leonora muttered out and Natasha nodded before chuckling quietly.

Leonora watched as her night fury walked over to Y/N and rubbed her head against Y/N's shoulder. Y/N looked up and stroked under Eclipse's ear as she laid down with her head in her lap. "You like her don't you" Natasha whispered out as she watched Red walk over as well and plopped down right next to Y/N. "How about you do you like her" Leonora asked back and Natasha looked at her best friend. "Yeah I do" Natasha said and Leonora nodded her head. "Same" Leonora said as she looked over to see Y/N looking at them. Leonora's smile widened when she saw Y/N look away immediately.

The two woke up to see Y/N was gone. The two looked at each other before looking at where they put their stuff to see it still there. The only things that were missing were Eclipse and Red making them frown. They stood up and walked to the edge to see that all the dragons were gone as well except for stormcutter. The dragon flew over when she saw the two walk to the edge. They back up as Stormcutter landed in front of them. "Where's our dragons" Natasha growled out and Stormcutter tilted her head before turning around and laying down. "I think she wants us to get on" Leonora said before climbing onto Stormcutter's back. Natasha narrowed her eyes but got on anyway. She stood up before jumping off the cliff and started falling down causing the two to hold on tightly. "What the hell" Natasha shouted causing Leonora to bark out a laugh. Stormcutter stretched her wings out the last second before flying through the cave dodging the towers of rock and going under archways. "This dragon is fucking crazy" Natasha shouted making Leonora laugh again. "I thought you liked crazy Nat" Leonora said as she continued laughing. Natasha glared at Leonora before hitting her in the back with her fist. "Shut up" Natasha growled out as Stormcutter slowed down a bit. As they kept flying the two heard huge splashes in the distance.

Stormcutter flew into a huge clearing and the two looked around in awe. It was an underground ocean. Some of the dragons were splashing while the fire dragons laid down around it on some rocks. Stormcutter landed on a huge rock and the two women got off. They looked around before they spotted Y/N standing in the water a couple feet away in nothing but underwear and a bra. The two looked up and down Y/N's body to see markings from her neck all the way down to her feet. Y/N's whole body was covered in black markings that were drawn on with dragon scales. "Well look who finally joined us" Y/N said causing the two to look up to see Y/N looking at them. "Nice markings" Leonora said causing Y/N to look down to see she was barely wearing anything. Her face turned red as she rubbed the back of her neck. "Oh uh thank you" Y/N said as Natasha walked up to her. Natasha stopped right in front of Y/N causing the girl to tilt her head back a little bit. Natasha leaned down and was about to grab Y/N's wrists when she was tackled into the water by one of the dragons. "DUSTY" Y/N shouted as she ran towards the grey dragon and pushed him away from Natasha. "Get out of here you goof" Y/N shouted and the dragon huffed before prancing away. Y/N helped Natasha up as Leonora laughed. "Oh god that was hilarious" Leonora said as she held her stomach. "Shut up Leo" Natasha growled out.

It's been 3 days now since Natasha and Leonora found the hidden world. "Why don't you come back to berk with us" Natasha said as she got Red ready to go back to berk. "I can't this is my home" Y/N said as she sighed. "Well then we're staying here" Leonora said causing Natasha to look at her in shock. "What you can't be serious" Natasha said and Leonora looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "Oh I'm dead serious" Leonora said and Natasha was about to speak when Y/N took a step towards them. "You can't stay you have a village to run" Y/N said and Leonora scoffed before rolling her eyes. "I have to say something I never wanted to be a chief it's stressful I'd rather spend the rest of my life here free instead of going back to berk and being called every 2 seconds for something stupid" Leonora said as she folded her arms. "Well then I'm staying too" Natasha said as she took off Red's saddle and threw it. "You guys ca-" Y/N was cut off when a gronckle shoved Y/N towards the two redheads causing her to trip. Leonora caught her before smirking down at her. "Oh come on darling let us stay we know you like us being here or you would have fought us by now" Leonora teased and Y/N shoved Leonora away before folding her arms. "Fine whatever you can stay I don't care" Y/N huffed out before she walked away. The two redheads smirked as they looked at each other. They bumped their fists together before looking ahead.

[v3nusxsky]

Hiiiii I love your writing, don't worry if not but could I possibly request a lady lesso x reader smut where reader is a professor at the SFGAE and at the joint school ball reader dresses to impress her new gf, lesso. Lesso gets jealous of the attention reader is getting as there relationship is still a secret. so lesso kisses reader Infront of everyone and then pulls her away to remind her who she belongs to.....

Reminder|NSFW

*Authors note~ I must say I do miss writing for my lovely Leo here, slowly getting back into this since my accident, all your comments and support asks etc mean the world to me*

Trigger warnings~ pet play daddy dom leo sub kitten r marking kink secret relationship oral sex magical enchanted strap on collar and leash, edging just one time overstim kink smut smut smut breeding kink? Squirting mentioned

Prompt~see ask^^^^

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Leonora always looked absolutely ravishing all of the time. But you always felt so unworthy of her, you wanted to be looking the part for her so the joint spring ball was the perfect opportunity to prove yourself worthy of her love. You enlisted Doveys help to find the perfect dress that fit in all the right ways. You settled on a deep maroon dress that snatched your waist perfectly and flowed beautifully round the bottom half. The top have showing just enough cleavage to be respectable but teasing enough to drive Leonora insane. Your hair in your signature fancy look, and your make up to be subtle but completing the look. A few accessories added and you were ready.

You arrived fashionably late of course, Leonora anxiously waiting to see you. Your relationship was a secret so she wasn't overly obvious with her need to see you but you could tell she was annoyed that she couldn't get to you. No everyone seemed to want to be around you and near to you which prevented her from being able to compliment you. What really annoyed the Dean was one of the princes on the ever side of the school was too close to you. Touching your arm and poorly flirting with you. You were hers! You knew that and now you were letting him flirt with you in public. That would not do.

Lesso bided her time and toward the end of the ball before she managed to approach you like a predator would their prey and swiftly caught you in a predatory kiss. You are hers! And it's about time that everyone knew that. So she was acting on lust and jealousy but truly you didn't care. Happy to finally be public with your lover and nothing would take the thrill away, not even the gasp you of the other people attending.

The kiss was dizzying do perhaps that would explain how you missed the red head leading you from the hall to her chambers. You found yourself back against the wall her body pressed to yours in all the best ways, "you are fucking gorgeous my darling one, and as ravishing as this dress is I want it on my bedroom floor and my perfect kitty on my bed." Yoi gulped and scurried to do as she asked of you, Lesso just enjoying you stripping till you knelt on her bed naked and ready for her to play with.

"Kitten, safe words" she purred coming to attach the pretty collar to your leash before stroking your cheek. "Traffic lights daddy" you muttered happily waiting for more instructions. "You're beautiful my love, and it appears my Kitty needs to be reminded who she belongs too" you couldn't help but whimper at her words, you'd be in for a night of it tonight that was sure. "Now sir pretty kitten and lay on your back for daddy."

On your back, legs spread for her and vibrating toy attach to your needy little clit. Leonora was pleased with the sight in front of her. And went the little vibe began to buzz and on the lowest setting, the constant sensation drawing the prettiest noises from you as she watched you build up to your orgasm only to rip it away from you. "Daddy no pleaseeeee" you whined at her in a desperate plea for more.

"Oh kitten, but you let him flirt with you all evening, this is the very least you deserve" she informed you and you immediately whimpered, you were definitely going to die. The second time she turned the toy on again, her tongue found it's way between your soaked folds while the toy played with your puffy clit. A few tugs to your leash that squeezed your throat in the most delicious way had you rapidly facing to the edge of bliss once more. "Daddy daddy please please" you chanted just wanting to cum as she fucked you with her talented tongue. "Cum kitten" she demanded before eating you out as of you were her last meal. And like the diligent lover she is she worked you back down from the high. "Colour?"

"Geeen" you panted trying to catch your breath while your lover stripped and adorned her favourite thick purple cock. The strap it's self enchanted to act like the real deal. Even producing cum to fill her pretty Kitty up. "Oh daddy! Fuck me please" you mewled spreading your legs again for her to use you as she sees fit. "Oh I well pet, I'll fuck you so well you'll never forget who owns you ever again. You. Are. Mine." She all but growled as she lined the mushroom head and then with you needy cunt. Just making sure your slick was wetting her strap enough to slide right into your awaiting cunt walls.

"Oh fuck daddy yes!" You mewled when she finally slid her whole length into you, stretching your inner walls by her sheer size. The groan she let lose at feeling just how warm and wet you were for her was almost too much. Her pace picked up as she began to thrust herself into you and drew back out to the tip before slamming back into you again. All you could do is whimper and mewl for her as she randomly tugged on your leash adding to your pleasure. "Daddy! Fuck gonna cum" you warned before you tumbled over the edge.

A quick change of position and lesso was back to pounding your pussy but this time from behind you. You told her to stop and you are too sensitive but your just a pet, she owns you so you were properly ignored. You knew your word to stop everything and she trusted you to use it when you needed to. "Kitten you're mine to use now shut up and take it like a good little whore."

You lost count how many times she fucked you into bliss, but her movements became rough and less precise which indicated to you she was close now. "Fuck I love your pussy kitten, yes squeeze my cock again. Oh you good little slut! Yes yes fuck kitten so good for me, my precious little whore" tumbled from her mouth as she approached her edge. "Gonna fill this pretty cunt up and make you pregnant with my kittens darling, take it pet, take everything daddy gives you" she panted as she released cum into your fluttering walls, triggering your own orgasm that was drenching her cock. "Daddy daddy gonna pee stop" you whined which only had her speeding up causing you to squirt all over her. "Fucking good kitten!"

Truly you couldn't believe you'd squirted and you were super embarrassed about it so you buried your face into the pillows while lesso calmed down and slipped from your now gaping hole only to finger fuck the cum back into your pussy. "I'm so proud of you darling! You're such a good girl for me. I'm lucky to have you darling" she reassured as she set about cleaning up the bed with her magic. Before cleaning up your slick thighs. "So good for daddy baby" she murmured noticing how shallow your breathing became, you'd totally fallen asleep now so she quickly hurried up to join you in bed and hold you all  through the night.

Word count~ 1381

[dovessorights]

A sneak preview at one of my WIP's

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Leonora Lesso was tired. 

Tired of the students' constant shouting, tired of the endless amount of marking she found herself doing this late at night. She needed sleep, and more importantly in her mind, she needed the support and presence of her darling wife. 

With a groan, she tried to reach for her cane, which sat just shy of her grasp, which meant getting up from the seat. Fantastic, she thought, grimacing at even the thought of standing unsupported. 

Even her attempt at using her magic proved unsuccessful, as she could not muster enough energy in order to use even the smallest amount of magic. With another groan, she draped her arms across her desk and placed her now sore head on top. It had been weeks since she had been able to access her own magic, causing various rumours to circulate around the now unified school, with each one as intricately designed as the next. She had to give it to her never students, they certainly had a flair for the dramatic. She laughed to herself as she felt the dizziness wash over her in waves until finally, the room stopped multiplying itself. 

After a few more moments of contemplation, she rose slowly, only swaying slightly as she stood upright and looked towards the door of her office, reaching for her cane as she slowly moved towards it. Opening her door, she craned her head out whilst resting her free hand on the doorframe, looking for anyone who may see her small display of weakness. Once she was satisfied that she was alone, she silently thanked the beauty teacher's suggestion to move their offices closer to the edge of both respective schools, it meant the walk to her wife inside of the tower would indeed be a very short walk. 

"Come on love, not long" she whispered into the air, pulling her coat closer to her now shivering body. Since when did it become so cold? 

The second she stepped outside of the former school for evil, she smiled after noticing her wife already looking out of the window from within the tower but her smile soon dissipated as the redhead noticed the stern but worried glare which graced the other woman's face. Reaching for the bottom step, the redhead smiled, "Aw shit, in trouble again." She took each step cautiously to avoid dizziness from taking over. The door swung open, enveloping her in light as her foot floated above the final step.

"Leonora Lesso!  What in the name of Storian do you call this time? 10 o'clock at night, and you're still at your office? Before you catch your death, please hurry inside!" The blonde spoke. She would burst if she raised her voice one more notch. The taller woman chuckled as she moved across the gap between them, kissing her wife on the cheek before smirking as she slipped by. When Clarissa noticed Leonora trying to hide a shiver, she pivoted on her heels and rushed to her, helping her simply take off her coat. She muttered, "Oh my god Leo you are freezing," and drew the other woman into a cosy embrace. She pulled away after a brief period of silence, placing her hands on Lesso's shoulders before raising her eyebrows, a prompt the other woman knew.

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[let-your-chaos-explode]

The Secrets of Lady Lesso, Chapter 4

They hadn’t seen much of each other in the time following their walk around the lake. Previous years, Clarissa might have thought that she had been too familiar with her. But these months had allowed her to hope that maybe Leonora enjoyed their friendship just as much as she did. She knew enough of the more guarded woman, now, to feel secure in their interactions. 

The weeks bled into each other in the rush of the end of semester exams and upcoming holidays. Most of the students and staff returned to their homes for the break. As respective deans, their responsibility was to the school and the students with no homes to return to. 

Clarissa had scoured the grounds from top to bottom looking for her friend. The halls were relatively empty and no one had seen the severe teacher. 

Dovey knocked softly against the door to Lesso’s personal chambers and frowned at the hollow echo. No answer was forthcoming. There was only one more place to look. She gathered her skirts and made the dangerous trek to the dungeons below and to the Doom Room. She hoped no student was unfortunate enough to unleash her ire so close to the holidays. But even she knew the fiery woman could be unforgiving at the best of times. 

Clarissa pushed the heavy, wooden door aside and peered into the darkened chamber.  Light from the small, solitary window in the room trickled down to a chair on a raised podium. Lady Lesso sat in it, casually reclining with her legs draped over one arm. She was tossing a dagger into the air in lazy circles before catching it by the hilt. 

Dovey cleared her throat softly to alert the other woman to her presence, and to avoid a knife being thrown at her. 

“Professor Dovey, what a pleasant surprise! What brings the most wished for Fairy Godmother in the Endless Woods to my humble, little Doom Room?” Lesso drawled without so much as looking in her direction. 

The knife never slipped as she continued to toss it. 

The quiet sloshing of water in the corner of the room ceased, drawing the attention of both deans.

“Did I say you could stop?” Lady Lesso snapped at the Never student mopping the floor. 

“Already?” Dovey asked her incredulously. “Break has hardly just begun and you’re torturing poor children in the Doom Room.”

The knife finally stilled as Lesso embedded it harshly into the arm of the chair she occupied. “He deserved it.”

The unfortunate boy began scrubbing the stone floors with increased vigor. 

“Well, I had come to see…” Clarissa trailed off as she eyed the student eavesdropping. “I had come to see if you had the budget reports for next quarter. If not, it would be ever so good of you to bring them to our office this evening after dinner. It would be best to go over them before the meeting next week.”

If Leonora was surprised at the ease of which the lie so easily fell from Clarissa’s lips, she did not show it. Dovey, herself, was shocked at how casually she was able to feign an administrative meeting. 

“You know damn well I don’t have those reports ready.” Lesso grit, playing along. 

“I will see you in the tower, then. No later than eight o’clock, if you would please. I need my beauty sleep.” 

Leonora’s sarcastic snort echoed through the dingy chamber. 

“Don’t be late!” Clarissa called over her shoulder as she made her exit. “I have some other things I would like to give you, too.” 

The heavy door slammed and Leonora fought the amused curl of her lip. 

“Does that mean I can go?” The student asked dumbly from the corner. 

“Shut up and get back to work.” Lady Lesso snarled. 

Clarissa stoked the wood burning in the fireplace and sighed in contentment at the surge of warmth and crackling pops that emerged from her attention. She turned a critical eye to the decorations she had placed around the office. While it was a shared space, she knew Leonora still preferred working elsewhere. She wasn’t quite sure if it was the library or her personal chambers. Actually, she wasn’t sure Lesso did paperwork at all. 

She had, unfortunately for herself, scaled back on the amount of holiday decorations she normally decorated the castle and her personal quarters with. While Dovey knew that Lesso did, in fact, enjoy and celebrate the Christmas season, she knew the Dean of Evil was more reserved in the expression. 

A nine-foot evergreen from the forest beyond stood proudly in the corner next to the hearth. Atop, a glowing, golden star shone brilliantly. She had used just a touch of magic to preserve the small dusting of snow on the branches and the occasional cone still clinging to stem. Sheer, golden ribbon was wrapped in loose waves around the bulk and white lights twinkled merrily in between. Underneath, a long package lay pristinely wrapped underneath in shiny, green paper and adorned with a perfect, red ribbon. 

Clarissa twirled her finger and let the glow shine brightly. Sparkling lights began to form swirling trails around the edges of the ceiling, illuminating the darkened corners of the room warmly where the fire’s light couldn’t reach. With a satisfied nod, she smiled widely. 

The clock had barely struck eight when the office door swung open. 

“Now what was all that cloak and dagger…” Leonora trailed off as she took in the decorations. 

She softened her stride and inspected the tree. Clarissa bit her lip in self-consciousness, claiming a seat on the sofa in front of the fire. 

“Do you hate it?” she asked hesitantly. 

Lesso did not turn to face her. Instead, she reached out a hand and plucked at one of the tree’s branches. With raised brows and a teasing smirk, she lit her own finger and a large box appeared in her hands. 

“You’re forgetting the best part! Get off your ass and come help me.” She said as she lay her cane atop the fireplace mantle. 

Clarissa let a relieved smile break across her cheeks. Peering curiously around Leonora’s shoulder, she spied polished, glass orbs of a magnificent red in the box. 

“In Gavaldon, magic only existed in the fairytales we would read about.” Lesso said quietly. “So the decorating of the trees was always done by hand.”

Lesso placed a few of the ornaments before sharing the box. They worked together in silence until they both felt the tree was sufficiently decorated. As they finished, they relaxed into the plush cushions of the sofa. 

“Thank you for sharing that part of yourself with me.” Clarissa said softly. 

Leonora nodded succinctly, clearly uncomfortable with the attention. She cleared her throat and tilted her head toward the tree. 

“Thank you for sharing that with me.” She said, gratitude unfamiliar on her tongue. 

Clarissa allowed the subtle deflection before depositing the long package from under the tree into Leonora’s lap. 

“What’s this?” Lesso asked with arms askew, as if the parcel would reach out and bite her. 

“That, Nora dear, is called a Christmas present.” Clarissa grinned. “One generally gives them to friends and family to celebrate the season.”

Lesso raised a perfectly arched brow in response to the nickname and the unabashed sarcasm. She brushed against the seam of the decorative ribbon before reaching into her coat pocket. She withdrew a small box and thrust it haphazardly into Dovey’s chest. It was unwrapped, but Clarissa was in shock that the Dean of Evil would have even thought to have gotten her something. Clarissa held the box tightly to her chest and nodded to the present in Lesso’s lap.

“Well, open it!” She said excitedly. 

Leonora gave her one more hesitant glance before using her sharp nails to cut the tape at each end, preserving the pristine wrapping without a single tear. The paper gave way to a hinged case. She unsnapped the fasteners on either end and curiously lifted the lid to peer inside. 

Nestled snugly in the custom molded case was a beautifully crafted, ebony cane. Clarissa’s eyes watched as her fingers trailed up the length of the polished wood and ghosted over the handle. A perched raven was carved expertly into the wood, separated from the length by a silver cap. 

“Pull it out.” Dovey encouraged quietly. 

Lesso carefully removed the cane from its cradle and pulled at the raven handle. With a sharp ring, the head slipped from the body, revealing a thin blade within the casing. Leonora’s eyes widened in awe. 

“I just thought that it might make a fine addition to your collection.” Clarissa justified with obvious self-consciousness. “I wasn’t sure about exact measurements or function versus comfort, so I just did my best guess.”

Leonora looked at her askance. “You had it made custom?”

Clarissa smiled warmly in affirmation. “Of course! I wasn’t about to go pick something meaningless off the shelf! I ordered it from Gepetto quite a few weeks ago. I was actually worried it wouldn’t be here in time for Christmas.”

Lady Lesso swallowed thickly and looked away. 

“You’ve told many stories about the reason you use one. I may never know the truth, but I know you use them and you enjoy spinning some creative tales.” Clarissa continued, trying earnestly not to offend her friend. 

“It must be the Reader in me.” Leonora sneered. 

Clarissa frowned at the tone and scooted closer. She settled a confident hand against Leonora’s forearm and squeezed tightly. 

“It must be the strength in you.” She corrected. “Reader or no, you had the brains and the desire for a different life. It takes incredible bravery to be offered something new and unknown and to make it yours.”

A heavy silence built between them, but Lesso didn’t pull away. A wry smile found its way to her face and she tapped the cane pensively. 

“I don’t actually need to use them.” She said finally. “I just like it. Gives me an air of dashing charm and intrigue. Don’t you think?” 

Clarissa scrutinized Leonora’s face for a long moment. Unable to contain it any longer, a toothy grin broke free from Lesso’s control. 

“You’re never going to tell me, are you?” Dovey laughed, slapping Lesso’s shoulder in chastisement. 

Leonora shrugged and rapped her knuckles against the box still clutched in Clarissa’s free hand. “Your turn.”

The box was plain and white, giving no indication to what contents it hid inside. Clarissa removed the top lid and found curled wisps of parchment cushioning another box, this one wooden. The cherry wood was polished with a shiny lacquer. It reminded her of a music box. 

“It’s beautiful!” She whispered, pulling it out to inspect it further. 

“Wait till you see what’s inside.” Lesso said with a firm roll of her eyes. 

Clarissa eased open the front latch and pulled out the prize. Pinched between her thumb and forefinger, a chain swung low and heavy. A cluster of clear crystals that looked like a burning star made up the bulk of the unusual pendant. Above it, smaller circular and tear-shaped crystals decorated the chain. It was stunning. 

“What is it?” Clarissa gasped as she twirled the gem. 

“It’s called a sun catcher. It uses the sunshine to cast rainbows.” Leonora stated. “It’s nothing special. I just saw it and it made me think of you.”

Clarissa placed it carefully back in the box and set it aside before trapping Leonora in a bone-crushing hug. “That’s what makes it special.” 

Lesso sat stiffly in the embrace but made no attempt to escape. Dovey reveled in the unexpected tolerance and smiled into Lesso’s hair. She smelled warm like smoky sandalwood with a dash of bergamot. And a hint of the bourbon she had likely imbibed prior to their meeting. 

Leonora cleared her throat and Clarissa pulled back quickly, an embarrassed blush burning across her face and ears. An awkward silence settled between them. Lesso stood suddenly and smoothed the non-existent wrinkles from her trousers. She took a few strides around the room with her new cane and graced Clarissa with a wholly unexpected and genuine smile. 

“It’s the perfect height. Thank you.” 

She bent to retrieve the sun catcher from the box on the floor and beckoned Dovey to the window. She cast a quick spell and affixed the long chain to the top of the window and draped the crystal in its center. Clarissa felt that familiar rush of affection fill her chest as Lesso continued to fiddle with it, making sure the placement was just right. And with dawning clarity, she finally realized that the warmth that filled her was more than a platonic fondness for her friend. It ran deeper than that. Warmer and stronger. 

Clarissa closed her eyes against the sudden epiphany and willed the rising anxieties away. She had worked so hard for a simple friendship with Lesso. In what world could she ever hope for anything more? 

No, this friendship would be enough. 

“Hey, are you okay?” Lady Lesso asked, pulling her out of her spiraling thoughts. 

Lesso’s fingers were cold as her knuckles bussed against the apple of Dovey’s cheek. The touch was fleeting. It was as if she remembered herself and pulled her hand quickly away. 

“Yes!” Clarissa chuckled with a watery smile. “I just…thank you. I love it. And I can’t wait to see it in the morning sun.”

Leonora’s eyes narrowed in disbelief but she let it go. “Thank you, as well. I should be heading back to my side. I have patrol tonight.” 

Clarissa nodded and walked with her to the door. Leonora paused at the threshold. 

“You’re staying?”

“I still have some things to attend to. I won’t be much longer.” 

Lesso’s eyes pinched in thinly veiled disagreement. “Don’t work yourself too hard, princess. It’s the holidays, after all.”

“Half an hour, tops.” Dovey promised. 

Lesso hesitated for a moment before leaning in and brushing a featherlight kiss against Clarissa’s cheek. 

“Merry Christmas, Dove.” She murmured, brushing her thumb against the lipstick she left behind. 

Leonora didn’t wait for a response and strode toward the stairwell. 

Dumbly, Clarissa held her cheek. 

“Merry Christmas, Nora.” She whispered to the empty hall.

Chapter 5