#leonora lesso/you

[annie-creates]

Beautiful I know

Pairing: Lady Lesso x reader

Genre: angst to fluff

Words: 1100

Note: Another spring fic is here, I hope you enjoy this one. We have had a tough couple of weeks but I hope we can get back on track.

The air got fresher, early flowers started blooming and the days were sunnier and warmer. Everything around you implied the spring was here. Even the ever students got overly excited for the longer and warmer days, and nevers were willing to spend more time outside than absolutely necessary. It made teaching both of them the slightest bit more pleasant.

What didn’t make your classes easier however was the upcoming Spring ball. A tradition your school kept from before the merging, now both faculties equally accepted and invited. The buzz of your students chippering about the dress and shoes they’re going to wear and the date they’re going to invite was louder than the bees in the gardens.

You couldn’t blame them, you’d too get excited for the opportunity to dress up and dance. But your girlfriend wasn’t a big fan of such festivities, preferring the dark and coldness of her chambers and loneliness of her own company. You knew bothering her with it would not bring much more success, yet you were hopeful for her to change her mind about not going.

“Hey babe?” You question once you enter the office you so often shared.

“Yea?” Leonora reacts, not raising her head from the papers she’s currently grading.

“I know you said you aren’t really a ball type of person, but Dovey got the fancy chocolate fountain out…” You try to bribe her.

“I thought I already told you clear enough I’m not going.” She turns to you with a heavy sign, her arms folded over her chest and brows scrunched.

“Well… yes… but I thought you’d like to come with me…” You specify as if your presence should be her reward.

“I wouldn’t go with you even if you were the queen of Sheba.” She levels you annoyed.

“Oh… I’m sorry.” That stung a lot, pinching your heart in a twist. “I thought you would have done it for me.”

Lesso watched your hunched form leave her office, happy to finally have a bit of peace. Yet even after she did all her work, she couldn’t stop thinking about what you said. Did she not do enough for you? Why were you so needy all the time? It’s not her job to entertain you every hour of each day. If she doesn’t want to go to some stupid dance, she won’t go.

But the pointed look Dovey was giving her all throughout dinner seemed to say otherwise. You didn’t join them tonight, leaving many of the teachers wondering why the bubbly and talkative you didn’t show up. Even when she never wanted to admit it, it made her feel the slightest bit worse. Maybe she was really unnecessarily tough with you.

“Do you mind telling what your fuckin problem is?” Dovey cornered her right after dinner.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Lesso retorted, dissatisfied with her tone.

“Oh please! Every time something’s bothering Y/n, it’s got to do with you.” Clarissa accused her.

“Oh god, why is she so needy?! I just don’t want to go to your stupid dance. Can’t she grow up and let it go?” Leonora argued.

“When was the last time you took her to any dance?” Dovey opposed.

“I… what?” In the heat of the argument Lesso got derailed.

“Actually, when was the last time you took her anywhere?” Clarissa stands her ground, waiting patiently for her answer.

“I… I did… I mean, we went to that place… like a couple months ago..?” Leonora backs down, confused herself.

“Lesso, you need to stop expecting her to invest all into the relationship where you put in nothing. Would it hurt you to give her some of your time every now and then?” Dovey lectures her.

“But I… why does it have to be that stupid dance?! Can’t we just go catch some frogs or something?” Lesso objects.

“Do you think she likes hanging by the stinky pond? Or that she enjoys tormenting the evening fireflies?” Clarissa raises an eyebrow.

“Uh, yes?” Leonora states matter of factly. “Why else would she do it?”

“No, she doesn’t!” sometimes Dovey contemplated if your girlfriend even knew anything about you. “She does it because you like it. She does whatever you enjoy to spend time with you. I’d say it’s only polite to do the same for her.”

Giving Leonora enough to think about Dovey leaves her to her own thoughts. Maybe she really wasn’t good enough girlfriend, spending the time she had left with you after the work hours doing only what she wanted and never asking what you would enjoy. She despised school dances, hated all the balls and fancy parties, but maybe she could bite herself and go just for you.

During the next week you don’t bring the ball up again, and it seems you finally came to terms with the fact you’ll be attending alone. But your excited chatter is shorter and less happy than usually, you don’t mention all the preparations to anyone anymore and you spend most of your free time alone in your room. That’s why you’re so confused when at the afternoon of the ball, a flower corsage finds itself on your bed.

You didn’t know who sent it, the only person you’d accept one from was adamant about not going to the ball. But it somehow complemented all the colors of your flowery dress, so you decided to try it on, just to see how you’d look. Just as you’re about to take it off and leave, a knock is heard from your door, which confuses you even more. As you open it, you find your girlfriend in a fitting white suit with her hair pulled back.

„Wow, you look…“ You whisper in awe.

„Beautiful, I know. Can we go now?“ Lesso cuts you off in faked annoyance.

“But… I though you aren’t going..?” You question her confused.

“Well I changed my mind.” She almost bites but then continues much more nicely. “I realized you deserve to be taken out to where you want.”

“You don’t have to go if you don’t want to…” You didn’t want to pressure her into doing things she didn’t want to.

“No, I want to go! We weren’t doing much of that lately.” She admits offering you her arm.

You link your arms together passing to the ball room. Your arrival turns heads but neither of you really cares. As you’re beaming with a smile, she realizes she loves the neediness and wonderment you have for her. She wouldn’t want to live in a world where you didn’t need her.

[hxzxrdous]

The School for Good and Evil

Platonic Lady Lesso x reader

TW: Mention of abuse, heavyyyy HEAVYY angst, read at your own risk, I'm not responsible for you crying xx 😌😋

THOSE DAMN EYES

It has been two weeks into the new school year, two weeks since Lady Lesso, the infamous evil and cruel dean, had been having nightmares.

She just woke up from one of these. This one in particular was disturbing. She was dreaming about being restrained on the bed. She could hear the laughter, she could smell the alcohol, she could smell the sweat. She could feel the touches and she could feel the pain.

Lady Lesso woke up covered in sweat. She sat up looking around the room in hopes that she could shake off the image that she had seen. She takes a few deep breaths before getting ready for the Curses & Death Traps class.

She swore the 13 year olds were getting smaller and weaker every single year. Lesso waved her cane around as she lectured, her heels clicking.

While teaching she found her mind wandering back to the dream she had. Even during the day she can not shake it from her mind. As the last student left her class she sat down at her desk.

She closed her eyes for a minute, having another one of her new visions. She heard a female voice, yelling. Then she felt it... The feeling of a hot steam iron pressed against her back, burning her skin. She could smell the burnt flesh. After Lesso found herself back in reality she could feel the intense burn on her back, she thought she was about to pass out.

Lesso began rubbing the spot on her back where it burned. The pain only seemed to grow. She found herself leaning forward to examine her back to see the source of the pain. She began to wonder what these visions mean.

The dean began to feel more and more disturbed. She tried to fight back some of the images that are stuck in her mind, but she can not. As she continued to think more and more tears were forming in her eyes as her mood began to shift to sadness. The images coming to mind have not left and some have even begun to linger as she tried to make sense of all the pictures that have been invading her mind.

Lady Lesso was all for villains, evilness, cruelness but this... This was simple torture.

With all of the thoughts that have been floating around in her mind Lady Lesso found herself with a short and sharp temper with anyone who stepped foot near her. She found herself snapping at students and other teachers alike. Her mood was so out of sorts it was almost laughable to see her lose control of her emotions so easily.

As the weeks went by Lady Lesso's irritability only continued getting worse. With each new day the images in her mind seem to be taking a grip on her. She starts to think that she is going insane. These images, these feelings, they don't feel like they should be hers but yet they feel so real.

At one point while teaching the 13 year old Nevers, she noticed one of the girls sleeping in class.

"That's Y/N, ma'am." One of the girls that shared the dormitory with the sleeping girl explained. "She always sleeps."

The mention of the name instantly caused Lesso to snap. The name rang too familiar and it brought up the image that she had been trying to forget. She quickly stood from her desk, cane in hand, and glared at the sleeping kid.

The kid began to stir as Lesso grabbed her by the wrist, the girl's eyes fluttered as her body tried to comprehend what was happening. Lesso dragged her all the way to the Doom Room and threw her into the chair before locking the door. When she walked over to the podium she began looking over the sleeping girl, a small evil chuckle leaving her lips. These weak students needed toughing up.

Lesso lifted her cane, looking down at the girl, she was about to hit her when she got another vision, this time hearing the name 'Y/N.' Lesso could once again feel the excruciating pain. She saw red and blood, smelled the copper. The vision was even more intense with this girl close.

Lesso tried to shake off this new vision. For a moment it had stopped her from doing what she had intended. The images, the girl's name, had her hesitating to hit the kid now. She was getting the feeling that this girl was important to all of this for her mind and for some reason she was connected with the visions. It all started to give her a headache and she took a small step back from the podium just trying to keep herself together, both mentally and physically.

"I-I'm sorry, I won't fall asleep again, ma'am, I promise-" Y/N said quietly looking up at the evil dean with her E/C innocent eyes.

Lesso took another step back before she noticed the eyes of the girl. It was like being back in the dream she was having, those same eyes. The eyes that were present in each vision she had. She felt them pierce through her being and into her very soul. The look they gave her sent a shiver down her spine, but she could not bring herself to make eye contact for more than an instant at a time. She felt the need to look again but also to quickly look away.

"Ma'am?" Y/N's voice echoed from the Doom Room's walls, bringing back the dean to reality.

Lesso snapped her way back to reality. She found herself staring through a E/C eyed girl again.

"You did not ask permission to speak." she stated in the stern and cold tone she was known for.

"Sorry-"

Y/N apologized quietly, looking down at the floor.

Lesso glared down at the girl. She tried her best to keep her temper in check. She didn't want to scare the kid with her mood swings, but it was proving to be very difficult to keep up her control in the presence of this girl. There was something about her that gave off a sense of familiarity, but it was something that she could not put her finger on.

"Look at me," she snapped.

Y/N looked up at the dean, for a second, then quickly moved her gaze back at the floor.

The dean slowly took a step closer to the child, trying not to scare her any more than she already has.

Lesso's heels clicked against the stone floor as she slowly walked behind the girl, kneeling down, carefully lifting the girl's shirt on the back just barely enough to see, not all the way. It was a steam iron burn, the same burn Lesso felt in her vision. In the exact same place.

The sight of the young girl's back with the steam iron burns only confirmed what she had been feeling all of these days. Something in her head was screaming that this child was connected to what has been invading her mind. She took a moment to process what she had just found before slowly standing up and taking another step closer to the girl.

Lady Lesso kneeled down in front of the girl, untying her

"Ma'am?" Y/N tilted her head in confusion.

Lady Lesso looked at the child as she removed the restraints. The girl's expression seemed to be confused. She could not help but feel her heart begin to race a little when looking into those eyes. She tried to keep a stern and cold stare on her face, but this kid just kept throwing her off in a way she could not describe. This was not like any of the other students that she had taught over the years at this school.

As Lesso lifted the girl's chin, the girl seemed to shrink into herself. Her cheeks turning just a tad pink, she tried to look at the dean. Lesso could easily see the slight change in the girl's eyes. She could see the fear slowly take over as Lesso continued to keep their eyes locked. The girl's fear made Lesso feel bad and she tried her best to reassure the girl with her own eyes.

Y/N gulped down nervously.

"Will you not punish me?" the girl asked quietly, her voice laced with confusion.

"No little one. I will not punish you today," she replied in her typical cold tone.

Lesso was still staring into the girl's eyes for a few more moments, trying to search for anything that she may recognize. It seemed like each time they looked at each other, the sense of familiarity only became stronger. She suddenly snapped out of her staring and cleared her throat.

"You are free to go. Please try to keep a better attention in my class from now on." she stated, making no effort to hide her sharp tone.

"I promise," Y/N said before hurrying out of the dark and cold Doom Room.

The dean could not help but keep her eyes on the girl as she left the room. Once the girl was out of the room she sighed and rubbed her face before leaning against the wall.

Lady Lesso retreated to her office, rubbing her temples. Then she felt the need to jump, to end it all. Lady Lesso took her cane and stood up quickly? making her way towards the library, the only place in school that has a balcony.

As Lady Lesso walked her way towards the library she saw visions of the girl again, in different places. They all had the same theme, the innocence of the girl being taken away from her. The visions made Lady Lesso feel sick to her stomach every time she saw one. She hurried out on the balcony.

Lesso noticed the girl standing on the edge and immediately moved to try and grab her by the arm. She could not let the girl fall down to her death. Lesso's instincts kicked in, and she couldn't explain why she was having such a strong reaction. She quickly pulled her back, her grip on her arms being a little more protective than she wanted it to be.

Y/N fell into the dean's arms, crying out

"I- I'm sorry- I just feel so helpless-"

Lesso was surprised by the response she received from the young girl. The girl broke into tears and it made Lesso feel uncomfortable. She was not the type of person who handled other people's emotions well. Her grip on the young girl still remained tight, although now she was careful not to grip too tightly.

"It is alright, little one," she offered, hoping to calm the young girl down.

"Sorry- I wish I could tell but I dunno how to," Y/N sniffled.

Lady Lesso closed her eyes, sighing.

Lesso thought it might be the best time to tell the girl of the visions. Hopefully it would do something to help the girl calm down. Lesso's eyes slowly opened and she took a breath before deciding to speak up.

"You have nothing to apologize for, little one. In fact, maybe it is time I shared something that I have not yet told you yet."

Y/N gulped down, wiping her tears, nodding.

Lesso knew it was going to be a bit of a strange conversation. She slowly moved away from that edge of the balcony. Once they were safe from being right next to it she looked at the girl and began to speak.

"I am having visions... of you. These visions are not happy ones and it has taken a toll on my mental state. They have shown me things I know you must have gone through in your life."

"What? How? W- why y-you... Why me?" Y/N panicked. "Y-you know everything, you saw everything?" Y/N sniffled. "D-did you feel it too?"

"I felt every.... single... thing.... It was like I was the one living these things rather than watching." Lady Lesso is holding the girl tightly now, her heart pounding in her chest as the stress and rage starts to grow inside her again.

"I'm sorry you had to feel that," Y/N looked down at the floor, feeling guilty.

Once again this child was throwing Lesso off of her usual stone cold attitude. She felt herself wanting to be more gentle with the girl now that she knew what she had been through.

"Do not apologize, child. These are the things you have had to go through," the dean, sighed, caressing the girl's hair.

"I- I had a vision of you too... Before I even came to this school." Y/N admitted. "I- I just didn't know if I should tell you or not when I first came."

Lesso froze in place when she heard the news. She stayed quiet for a moment before speaking again.

"How can this be? How is it that we both have experienced these visions without even knowing each other's existence?"

Y/N shrugged her shoulders, rubbing her eyes tiredly.

Lesso could see how much this conversation was tiring the young girl. She thought it would be best to let her go for now.

"You can go to your dormitory. As long as you promise me something, little one."

Lesso thought a moment before speaking again. She wanted to try and leave a small task of importance for this girl.

"When you go back to your dorm room, I want you to lay down and close your eyes. I want you to try and focus on your visions. I want you to try and figure out what it was that truly connected the two of us. This is an important thing that I must know. I will be in my office attempting the same thing. Do not worry about me, though, little one. I am a bit more seasoned than you are in this arena and can handle things better. Now, off to your dorm room you go."

Lesso watched Y/N go before sighing. She could not help but feel the fatigue that was setting into her body. She decided she would go to her office and try the same thing she had suggested to the young girl. She made her way to her office and sat down at her desk. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before she started to focus.

The memories started to roll over Lesso like never before. She could see the visions of this girl vividly within her mind. For some reason the way she saw it now her own memories combined with the ones she had only been given a glimpse of before. There was something unique about the way she saw these visions this time. It felt almost as if the girl and the dean were truly connected. Almost like they were linked together in some way. Almost like the girl was a missing piece of her.

She saw the memory of her past lover Rafal, holding a baby. Name 'Y/N' crocheted on the blanket that the baby was wrapped in. Lady Lesso was crying and running after them, Rafal had kidnapped her baby girl. The next vision was Rafal casting a memory charm on Lady Lesso, making her forget her own child.

Her own child...

The child that should have been safe and loved. Every time the girl was struck or burned or abused broke Lesso's heart. She was seeing her child suffer for nothing more than just existing. Lesso could not control her tears now. Every single moment of the girl's life when she was suffering was playing in Lesso's mind. Her heart hurt because of it.

Suddenly the door opened and Y/N stepped into the office, tears streaming down her face.

"D-did you find out?"

Lesso looked up and saw the girl enter. She could see her face was tearstained and her emotions were running high. Lesso felt a strange mix of emotions but the most powerful she felt at that moment was her maternal instincts kicking in.

"Yes," was all Lady Lesso could manage to get out at first. She could not help but get up and move to the girl, wrapping her up in a warm hug.

Y/N sobbed, crying into Lesso's neck, clenching onto her.

The dean could feel her own emotions starting to get the best of her as well. She could not imagine a more powerful feeling than feeling your own child close to you like this. She knew that this moment would forever change everything for both herself and this girl. She could not help but cry silently as tears went down her cheeks and dropped on the girl's cheek.

Yesterday they were strangers. Now, not even a day later, they were mother and daughter, bound by a connection that cannot be undone. Lesso stayed silent for a few moments as she continued to hold the girl close to her. She did not wish to let her go.

"W-what happened- how- why-" Y/N sniffled.

Lesso held up her hand to quiet the girl, not wanting her to speak for a few moments. She wanted to make sure she understood everything. Lesso's voice sounded a lot more tender as she spoke to the girl again.

"My child, you are my child. I had you in my arms once and then you were taken from me long ago. This was never supposed to happen; you were not supposed to be ripped away from me. I was placed under a powerful memory charm that made me forget you. I only have very vague memories of your baby days in my mind. The only way I could remember you was by these visions which I know now have been trying to reconnect us. Nothing can separate us ever again."

Y/N shook her head

"N-no- You're lying- How do I know I can trust you-" Y/N backed away.

Lesso saw the panic in the girl's eyes. She did not like the fact that this girl would even think she would lie to her in a moment like this. The girl started to back away, which was the exact opposite of what Lesso wanted her to do. Lesso moved forward, and grabbed the girl's arm to keep her from moving farther away.

"D-don't touch-" Y/N pulled away.

The moment this girl pulled away, the rage inside Lesso spiked. She did not appreciate how the girl acted towards her. Her gaze felt like needles as she looked down into the girl's eyes. It was the first time she had felt true rage and she hated the feeling.

"Do you think I would lie to you about a sensitive topic like this?"

"I never asked for it- I don't want it- You'll just hurt me like everyone else-" Y/N backed away further to the corner.

"I would never hurt you, my child!" Lesso shouted at the girl. Her rage and anger were building with every passing moment.

"I am your mother! And this is not something you have a choice in the matter. We are bound, forever, this bond cannot be undone by no one."

"I- I'm scared-" Y/N whispered, putting her hands in front of her face.

Lesso saw the fear in her eyes and felt her rage die down. She realized just how bad the situation had gotten, and she was acting like exactly the opposite of how a mother should be. Instead of bringing the girl comfort, she was doing the exact opposite.

"I am not like the people that hurt you, Y/N. I would never want to hurt you. I would lay down my life to protect you."

Lesso could see that the girl was starting to calm down a little bit, which in turn, was easing her own heart. She could not handle how much this girl's suffering was hurting her. She did not understand how she could feel this way about this girl, a child she had never known in her lifetime, but here she was. Lesso would never let anyone harm her child ever again.

The girl then threw herself in her mother's arms.

The dean was shocked by the Y/N's sudden embrace of her. She had not expected it. Once the girl's body hit hers, all of her maternal instincts came to the surface. She wrapped her arms around her child, holding the girl as close to her as she could.

"I love you, mama. I'm sorry for what I'm about to do."

Lesso heard the words come from the girl, but her mind was not processing properly as it struggled to make sense of everything. She could feel a shift in her mind as her memory started to erase what had just happened to her. She did not remember the girl, the bond she felt towards her, or even anything about their past. Her mind was blank as she found herself in the main hall on the introduction day for the new students.

Lady Lesso gaze darted over the bleachers across the students of the School for Evil, bunch of princesses and princes. Her nose scrunched up in disgust. Then her eyes fell on one of the girls, with innocent E/C eyes. Despite the pink puffy dress and tiara, the girl's eyes were the one drawing the dean in.

"That's my new Ever, her name is Y/N." Dovey turned to Lesso, smiling.

Lesso's eyes looked over to the girl and for some reason, she felt a strange sense of familiarity surrounding the girl. It was the eyes... Those damn eyes that kept drawing her in like a moth to a flame. She felt the need to reach out and touch her. To hear the girl's voice. But instead Lesso refrained herself, backing away, stepping onto the podium.

"Grace and beauty first?" Dovey asked.

"Oh, if you insist, Clariss-"

"So glad you agree." Dovey cut her off as she let out a chuckle.

"Welcome first-year students! I am Professor Dovey. Dean of The School for Good." Dovey smiled.

"And I'm Lady Lesso! Dean of The School for Evil." Lady Lesso stepped forward, lifting her hand.

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Female reader x top lady lesso with strap, at the end of it all readers shaking, out of breathe, can't really move anymore is what I been asking for the longest

Hey hey hey anon! You asked & I’ll gladly deliver. Added ask @ladylessowife —‘Could you maybe do 48 with Lesso pls?’ Hope you all Enjoy ♥️

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#48. “Watch your mouth...”

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, overstimulation, eating out, strap-fucking, kissing, praise kink, lovely aftercare, etc.

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“No one’s ever made you climax? Like only yourself…??” Lesso surprisingly asked you.

“Yep. None of my past partners or hookups have ever been able to… you know…”

“Make you cum?” Lesso bluntly stated.

Blush crept up your cheeks lightly.

Maybe this wasn’t the best thing to confess to the woman you’d been seeing but hadn’t been intimate with yet…

“Yeah…” you admitted in a whisper.

Lesso stared at you with her mouth agape. But she also noted your sensitivity to the subject.

“Wow… I mean, I’m sorry no one’s been able to please you well…” she comforted.

You shrugged your shoulders.

“I’ve just come to the conclusion that I do it best.”

At this, the red head cocked an eyebrow at you.

“Oh really?”

“Yeah, I just know my body better than they all did, I guess.”

“Watch your mouth...” Lesso teasingly warned you, “Don’t challenge me, baby…”

“What…?” You chuckled.

“I’d have you cumming over and over again until your body goes limp…” Lesso confidently purred.

“Don’t be so sure…” you mumbled.

Lesso then got up and walked over to you, cupping your chin and raising it to her standing form.

“If you decide to give me that chance, I would most definitely.” She lovingly purred.

“Thank you, Baby…” you whispered, smiling lovingly up at her.

~~~

Throughout the next week, you thought about what Lesso had said. And the whole idea made you curious.

Dating the one and only dean of evil was one thing…

Fucking the one and only dean of evil was a whole added thing…

But you wanted the woman. Even if your expectations were let down once again. You wanted to try.

So, that evening, you walked into Lesso’s office with an agenda on your mind. You closed the door behind you and plopped yourself right in the red heads lap.

“Hey…!” Lesso playfully exclaimed, “I’m working he—!”

Your lips were on hers before she could finish her statement. Your lips kissed the red heads with fervor and passion, which Lesso eagerly reciprocated. Your hips ground into her lap, and the red heads hands eagerly gripped your hips to aid your grindings. You both needily moaned into the kiss.

Eventually, you both had to pull away for oxygen. Lesso was staring at you with a big fucking smirk and wide eyes.

“God, you’re allowed to interrupt my work anytime now, baby…” she breathlessly groaned.

You giggled lightly, not stopping your grindings into her lap.

“I’m ready. I want you…” you whispered, attaching your hot mouth to the red heads pressure point.

Lesso let out a guttural groan as her head flung back. But she was quick to check herself as she processed your words.

“Are you sure, Baby…?” She breathlessly asked.

You bit your lip and nodded, going to crash your lips back into the red heads eagerly, but you were stopped by her hand.

“There’s no need to rush…” She purred, “Let me take care of you…”

“Ok…” you panted, your heart racing.

“First things first, if I do something you don’t like and want me to change say ‘yellow’, and if you just want me to stop all together say ‘red’… Understand?”

“I understand…”

Lesso smiled at your agreement. She then scooped you up and carried you to her private quarters, dropping you below her on her bed.

“What do you want, Baby…?” She taunted.

“I… Fuck me—please…” you stuttered.

Lesso’s eyes twinkled with lust.

“Alright, I’ll be right back…”

Lesso left to go into her closet, and she came back out in nothing but her undergarments and her blue strap-on dick. You eyes widened and you bit your lip, nodding eagerly. But the red head tutted you off.

“Not yet, Baby… First, I want to taste you.”

Her words made you melt on the spot. You immediately stripped off all your clothes and opened your legs wide for the blonde.

“Someone’s eager aren’t they…?” Lesso teased.

You playfully stuck your tongue out in response, but your face quickly contorted into a silent scream of pleasure when Lesso caught you off guard by swiftly sliding her tongue through your folds. The red head continued to lap away at your folds, slowly building to your climax.

“Oh, OHHhHhhhH—!!” You moaned out, grasping Lesso’s red hair tightly.

“Hmmmm, you like that baby…?” The red head taunted.

You nodded vigorously.

“Please… whatever you’re doing… don’t stop…!!” You whimpered.

Lesso lowered her mouth back down to your heat.

“Oh baby…” she chuckled, “I don’t plan on stopping anytime soon…”

That skilled tongue of Lesso’s edged you all the way right up to the edge of your high.

“You gonna cum for me, Baby…?” She lustfully cooed.

Your eyes screwed shut in pleasure.

“Yes yes, so close please please Leo—!!”

“Uh uh, eyes open, baby…”

You opened your hooded eyes and the view of the red head in between your legs sent you over the edge.

~~~

“I… God Fuck me Leo please—!!” You whimpered.

You couldn’t take anymore of her teasing, skilled tongue. You wanted to be filled by her. Fully.

“Alright, Baby…” The red head lustfully chuckled.

~~~

You cried out in pleasurable pain as Lesso continued to pound into you through your upteenth orgasm of the night.

“Yesss Baby…” the red head lustfully hissed, “I know my dick feels so good…”

Your mouth spewed more incoherent mewls and cries, your hands fisted in the bed sheets, and your head rolled back in overwhelming pleasure.

“But why are you crying…?” She taunted, “Isn’t this what you asked for?”

You let out a guttural moan as the woman hit that sweet spot deep inside you, and you nodded vigorously.

“Do you want me to stop…?” Lesso wickedly purred, “See, i don’t think you do… Not by the way your juices are spilling out of your cunt… Not by the way your crying out my name…”

“No no no don’t stop GOD don’t stop—!!” You cried out.

Lesso continued to rut into you with skill, only pushing you further to your next climax.

“That’s okay, Baby… Keep crying and I’ll let you cum on my dick as many times as you’d like…” She purred.

You merely mewled and nodded in response.

“My pretty crybaby…” Lesso cooed.

~~~

You didn’t usually like being proved wrong, but in this case… so worth it.

You were still shaking and all trembly as Lesso finally put the strap away. She came up to you, pulling you close to her so that she could properly clean you up. She gently washed your thighs clean and you spasmed every once and a while from how sensitive you were. Your breathing was labored and still extremely out of it.

“Shhhhh, You did so good, baby, so good…” the red head cooed, cleaning around your heat with a warm rag.

Afterwards, the red head pulled you into her form, causing you to whine slightly at your sore figure being moved.

“Shhhhhh, just cuddle into me, sweet girl…” she cooed.

You were quick to fall asleep in the red hair’s arms.

~~~

Lady Leonora Lesso Masterlist

[v3nusxsky]

Hi I was wondering if I could request a pretty detailed lesso smut

Basically it’s dom lesso x sub reader and r is originally very innocent and inexperienced so she’s a very good and obedient sub for lesso but recently r read fanfics abt bratting and found brat taming very attractive so she wanted to try it w lesso

R starts off by not wearing the remote control vibe that lesso told her to wear, sending explicit videos to her in the middle of work and when lesso gets her in a room at the end of the day, r doesn’t assume her usual position of submission and instead touches herself on their bed

Leonora is probably more of a quietly strict dom and manhandles r over her work table and makes r spread her legs and spanks her w a belt, occasionally smacking her cunt (ofc it would be super hot of lesso to make r count and thank her for each stroke)

After that it’s just a lot of cockwarming and and Leo putting r in her place w the vibes of “my sweet slut just needed a good fucking, didn’t she?” HHHHH and yes all that good stuff, would love it to be a longer fic so I can drown my sorrows in lady lesso

P.s would be amazing if u included an authority/ strict dom kink and r is only allowed to call Leo Lady Lesso or mistress

SORRY FOR THE LONG ASS REQUEST I just had a very specific daydream, with that said Tysm for hearing me out and have a lovely day <3

Breaking rules 18+

*Authors note~ Birthday fic:))) never be sorry for a longer prompt request, I absolutely love the detail to it which helps me ensure I don't stray from what you desire unless you want me to go nuts on it. However I will admit some of this I changed slightly due to personal reasons, enjoy the fic*

Trigger warnings~ strict mommy vibe dom leo brat subby r, mistress kink mentions corruption kink and virgin r remote control vibe phone sex? Videos ;) submissive positions. Punishments, spanking (hand and cane) cock warming edging Dacryphilia kink manhandling praise and degrading kinks I think that's it.

Prompt~ see ask^^^

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You remember the first time you and Lady Lesso slept together, how she taught you everything you needed to know, how she mollified you until you were no longer the innocent woman you were but now a perfect submissive for her. Every single action was carefully crafted to have you being a good girl for her. You'd never had a taste of punishment so maybe that's why the fan fiction enticed you so much. You'd never considered the outcome of what would happened to you if you broke the rules. But here and now you sat hot and bothered by the idea of that very thing.

You knew what she expected of you, the directions were clear, and normally you'd do exactly as asked but the fic had awoken the bratty beast inside you. You got dressed for your day but forgoing on the remote control vibrator which caused excited chills to run through your body. How could being so bad feel so good? You couldn't help but wonder how much more you'd escape with. What would be the consequences to your actions?

By your lunch period you were ready to do some more rule breaking, the overwhelming thrill you received from disobeying your lover was certainly indescribable, you were so sure that this is your best idea yet. Perhaps that's why you snuck off to your old room and began to touch yourself after setting up the camera. You made sure to be vocal and after the camera capturing exactly how much you were enjoying your mid day fun. With a quick press of a few buttons, Leonora was graced with those video's just a few moments before she was expected to teach curses and death traps. For the life of her she couldn't work out why you were doing this. After all the first time lesso touched you, you were a virgin, and so willing to do whatever she demanded out of you. To submit so easily just to please her. And that was so unusual but not something she couldn't handle.

The final straw for Leonora was when you didn't kneel by the bed as she entered the room, no. Instead you lay there lazily circling your clit and teasing your soaking slit. Back arched and head tilted back in pleasure. It was as if she'd never even entered the room. "What the hell are you doing" she growled snapping you out from your blissed out mindset. "I uh I'm sorry Lady Lesso, I just I wanted to-" you mumbled trying to explain the situation. "I don't care. Up" she cut you off immediately reaching down to grab your arm and drag you where she wanted you. "Leo" you whimpered causing the red heads eyes to darken. "Excuse me?! How dare you address your superior so casually. You're below me and it's about time I reminded you do that fact."

Being forced over the desk in your shared bedroom all exposed while she remains fully clothed only added to the power play here. You had no choice but spread your legs when she kicked them apart. "Mistress please! I'm sorry" you whined unhappily. "Oh no pet, no. You can't act like a little slut and play the innocent card now darling. You will count your punishment and use my titles. Should you fail we will restart."

The first crack sounded across the room causing a sting to run over your ass. "One mistress" you mumbled gasping as three hits of her hands rained down on you. "Fuck two three four lady lesso" your tears now falling. The next hit was something different, the cool feeling of her cane touching your sore globes. The cool sensation only providing a small bit of relief before the pain outweighed the cool feeling. Hit after hit you counted every one bent over her desk. "Lady lesso" you sobbed unhappily. "Shush shush shush little girl, just a couple more okay?" She whispered before yanking you to lay on your back before three quick hits were placed on your aching clit. "Mistress, I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry" you blabbered hiccuping through your tears. "Shhh I know you are sweet girl, you have to learn this isn't okay darling. Be my sweet little girl, and then mistress can reward her good girl."

You were swiftly guided to lay on the bed, your ass on fire as it rubbed against the sheets. Only to watch Leonora strip to show her favourite strap on. "Now be a pretty whore and let mistress use your pretty holes" she purred before teasing your slit with the bulbous head of her faux enchanted cock. Lesso immediately set a punishing pace as she drilled into your aching cunt, "fuck so pretty when you cry sweet slut" she murmured when she noticed the tears falling slightly, "pretty tears."

Leonora continued to fuck you ruthlessly until she came first. Spurting cum from her faux cock as she painted your insides white. "Mistress" you whined hoping she'd finally let you come, after all the punishment and being used for her pleasure left you hanging on the edge. "Okay darling, this is your chance to be a good girl, I'm gonna fuck you so well darling, you'll forget your own name." Leonora was the one to keep to her promise. You came over and over again, some just on her cock and others with a small little vibe that would sit on your puffy clit.

"Oh my sweet slut just needed a good fucking? Didn't she?" She cooed looking at your pupils being blown wide and eyes glazed over indicating just how deep in your sub space you truly are. "Okay love, I'm going to pull out now" you whined in response. "Okay okay we can stay like this but let's get comfortable beautiful" she murmured shifting to settle you both comfortably for the night as she held you, you both drifted off for the night.

Word count~ 1368

[my-blind-album]

Clarissa: *decorating the Christmas tree* Hey, Reader, I have a question.

Reader: *helping Anemone sort the ornaments* Sure.

Clarissa: What do you want for Christmas?

Anemone: No! I told you not to ask her that!

Clarissa: But I wanna know why.

Reader: *rolls eyes* Anemone I'm not gonna do what you thought I was gonna do *looks at Clarissa* I actually don't know what I want this year.

Clarissa: Mhm. I understand.

Anemone: Oh please, you know exactly what you want.

Reader: Why are you hanging a rope at my neck Anemone? I told you I don't know what I want. *places an ornament on the tree*

Anemone: Sure...

Leonora: *walks into the room* Hey, there's some mail for you, Clari-

Reader: *kneeling down at Leonora's feet* ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOU!!!

Clarissa: Wha-

Anemone: Told you!

[horeformilfs]

Stubborn Little Princess

Lady Lesso x Fem!Reader

TW: Fainting, Fever, Illness

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Y/N had always been the epitome of a diligent teacher at the School for Good. Her appearance, her manner, and her dedication to her students made her seem like the perfect embodiment of all things good and virtuous. Lady Lesso, the formidable headmistress of the School for Evil, had initially dismissed Y/N as nothing more than a goody-goody who couldn't possibly understand the complex and dark world they inhabited. However, as time went on, she couldn't help but notice a depth and intelligence in Y/N that intrigued her.

One day, as Y/N prepared for her classes, she couldn't ignore the pounding headache that had taken root in her skull. Her vision swam, and a sense of exhaustion weighed heavily on her shoulders. The corset she laced up as part of her daily attire felt particularly constricting, but she soldiered on, her sense of duty pushing her forward.

Throughout the day, Y/N's condition worsened, but she was determined to fulfill her responsibilities. Her last class was a joint venture with Lady Lesso, and as they taught side by side, the students could sense that something was off. Y/N, however, was determined to power through it, ignoring the signs of her deteriorating health.

Once the students left, Lady Lesso turned her sharp gaze toward Y/N. "You don't look well," she said with uncharacteristic concern.

Y/N, in a raspy voice, replied, "I'm fine, Lady Lesso, just a minor headache. I can handle it."

Lady Lesso's piercing blue eyes bore into Y/N, her concern hidden beneath a mask of annoyance. "Don't be foolish, Y/N. You can barely stand. What's really going on?"

Y/N hesitated, torn between her sense of duty and the growing weakness in her body. "I told you, it's just a headache."

The back-and-forth continued, with Lady Lesso refusing to accept Y/N's stubborn denials. As the tension in the room escalated, Y/N felt herself swaying, her vision blurring. Before she could even process what was happening, she fainted.

In an instant, Lady Lesso reacted, her sharp reflexes catching Y/N before she hit the ground. She cursed under her breath at Y/N's stubbornness and quickly assessed the situation. Y/N's corset was laced far too tightly, making her breathing labored. Lady Lesso took out the small dagger she always carried and deftly sliced through the corset strings, allowing Y/N to breathe normally once more.

As she freed Y/N from the constricting garment, Lady Lesso's gaze fell on Y/N's flushed face and the heat radiating from her. She pressed her hand against Y/N's forehead and confirmed what she had suspected: a fever raged within her.

Without hesitation, Lady Lesso scooped Y/N into her arms, her usual stern demeanor melting into genuine concern.Lady Lesso carried Y/N into her chambers with gentle determination, laying her down on the bed. Her usual air of authority was softened by genuine concern, as she began to gather supplies to care for her ailing companion. The room, bathed in a dim, eerie light, seemed more welcoming than ever as Lady Lesso set about her task.

Hours passed, and Y/N's fever continued to rage, causing her to drift into a delirious fever dream. She tossed and turned, her skin hot to the touch. Lady Lesso sat by her bedside, murmuring soothing words in a voice that was unusually tender.

"Shh, my dear," she whispered, brushing a damp strand of hair away from Y/N's forehead. "You're going to be all right. I won't let anything happen to you."

Y/N's eyes fluttered open, their gaze unfocused. She reached out a trembling hand, fingers grazing Lady Lesso's cheek. "Lesso," she mumbled, her voice weak and shaky. "Am I...am I dying?"

Lady Lesso's heart clenched at the fear in Y/N's eyes. She leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to Y/N's forehead. "No, my love," she whispered, using the pet name so rarely heard. "You're not dying. You're just going through a rough patch, but we'll get through it together."

The fever continued to torment Y/N, and Lady Lesso knew it was time to take more drastic measures. She helped Y/N up and led her into the bathroom. There, she started a cold shower, the water cascading over Y/N's feverish body.

Y/N gasped as the icy water hit her overheated skin, and she instinctively cuddled closer to Lady Lesso, seeking warmth in her arms. Her shivering was uncontrollable, but she found solace in the steady presence of the headmistress.

Lady Lesso held her tightly, rubbing her arms and whispering comforting words into her ear. "You're doing great, my sweet. Just a little while longer, and this fever will break. You're so strong, Y/N. I'm so proud of you."

Y/N clung to Lady Lesso, tears mixing with the cold water as her fevered mind battled the chills. She couldn't help but feel a profound sense of comfort in Lady Lesso's embrace, in the reassurance of her words. The fever dream was a disorienting experience, but with Lady Lesso by her side, she felt safe.

As the cold water worked its magic and the fever began to recede, Y/N's trembling lessened. She closed her eyes, still held securely in Lady Lesso's arms, and let herself drift into a more peaceful slumber, knowing that she was no longer alone in her battle against the fever.

After a while, Lady Lesso believed that Y/N's fever had broken. She carefully helped Y/N out of the cold shower and into dry clothes. Y/N was shivering, despite the warmth of the room, and she could see the worry in Lady Lesso's eyes.

But just as they thought Y/N might be on the mend, the fever returned with even more intensity. Y/N's cheeks flushed red, and her breathing became labored. Lady Lesso's concern deepened as she realized the situation was more serious than she had hoped.

Desperate to help Y/N, Lady Lesso utilized her expertise in potions to create a fever-reducing concoction. She worked quickly, but it felt like an eternity to Y/N, who was wracked with discomfort. She couldn't help but squirm and whimper, her delirious mind consumed by the fever's torment.

Lady Lesso sat by Y/N's side, holding her hand and soothing her with words of praise and affectionate pet names. "You're incredibly strong, my dear," she whispered, her fingers gently brushing through Y/N's damp hair. "You've already come so far. This potion will help. Just a little while longer."

Y/N's fever-addled mind found solace in Lady Lesso's comforting presence. The affectionate pet names she used were like a balm to Y/N's aching body, offering a warmth and comfort that surpassed the physical.

Once the potion was ready, Lady Lesso helped Y/N sit up and took great care in ensuring she drank it slowly. Y/N grimaced at the taste, but Lady Lesso's unwavering support gave her the strength to finish the glass of water.

Lady Lesso smiled gently. "Good job, my brave one. You've done splendidly."

Y/N's eyes met Lady Lesso's, filled with gratitude and vulnerability. "Please...stay with me, Lesso."

Lady Lesso didn't hesitate. She settled beside Y/N on the bed, wrapping her arms around her and holding her close. "Of course, my love. I'll stay right here until you're feeling better. You're not alone in this."

As the potion took effect and the fever began to subside, Y/N found herself gradually regaining her strength. Lady Lesso's comforting presence was a constant source of reassurance, and the warmth of her embrace provided Y/N with a profound sense of security.

With Lady Lesso by her side, Y/N finally began to drift into a more peaceful and restful sleep. Her breathing steadied, and the tension in her body relaxed. The room, once fraught with worry and discomfort, now seemed like a sanctuary of solace.

Lady Lesso continued to hold Y/N, her fingers tracing gentle patterns on her back. "Rest now, my dearest," she murmured softly. "You've been incredibly brave, and I'll be here when you wake up."

Y/N managed a weak smile, her gratitude evident in her eyes. "Thank you, Lesso."

Lady Lesso leaned down and placed a tender kiss on Y/N's forehead. "It's my pleasure, my love. Just remember, you're never alone in this world."

As Y/N drifted into a deep and much-needed slumber, she knew that Lady Lesso's presence, and the newfound bond between them, would be a source of strength and comfort in the days and nights to come. In this unexpected moment of vulnerability and care, they had both discovered that there was more to their relationship than either of them had ever anticipated, and it was a revelation that would forever change the course of their lives.

[reaper2187]

Lady lesso x never female reader

Lady Lesso stood at the edge of the School for Evil’s grand balcony, the moon casting an ethereal glow over the twisted towers and jagged spires that marked her domain. She found solace in the stillness of the night, away from the chaos of her students' schemes and betrayals. Her thoughts, however, were never truly at rest, especially now with a new presence in her life—Y/N, her right-hand confidante, and the one person who seemed to understand the complexities of her soul.

Y/N had arrived at the School for Evil under unusual circumstances. She was neither a witch nor a villain by nature. In fact, she wasn’t even a Never. Yet, she fit seamlessly into the dark, foreboding world of Lady Lesso. It had taken Lesso some time to understand the enigma that was Y/N, but over time, an unspoken bond formed between them, one that transcended the usual relationships within the school.

As Lady Lesso stood lost in her thoughts, she felt a presence behind her. She didn’t need to turn around to know it was Y/N. There was a certain quiet elegance to her movements that Lesso had come to recognize instantly.

“Couldn’t sleep?” Y/N’s voice was soft, almost tender, a stark contrast to the harshness that surrounded them.

Lesso turned to face her, the moonlight illuminating Y/N’s features. “It seems the chaos of the day refuses to leave my mind,” she replied, her voice tinged with a rare hint of vulnerability.

Y/N stepped closer, her gaze unwavering. “You carry too much on your shoulders, Leonora. Even the most formidable need someone to share the burden.”

Lesso raised an eyebrow at the use of her first name. It was a liberty only Y/N could take without facing her wrath. “And you, Y/N, what burdens do you carry? You hide them well.”

Y/N smiled, a sad, knowing smile. “Perhaps I do. But tonight isn’t about me. It’s about you.”

For a moment, Lesso allowed herself to be just Leonora, the woman behind the feared Dean of Evil. She sighed and looked out over the darkened landscape. “Do you ever wonder what it would be like to be free of all this?” she asked, gesturing to the school, the towers, and the endless responsibilities.

Y/N nodded. “Every day. But then I remember that freedom comes in different forms. For me, it’s in the little moments of joy, the stolen glances, and the quiet conversations.”

Lesso’s heart skipped a beat. She knew what Y/N was alluding to, and it scared her as much as it thrilled her. The unspoken feelings between them had grown stronger with each passing day, and now, standing under the moonlight, the weight of those feelings was almost unbearable.

“Y/N,” Lesso began, her voice barely above a whisper, “what is it that you see in me? Why do you stay?”

Y/N took a deep breath, choosing her words carefully. “I see a woman who is strong and fierce, but also vulnerable and kind. I stay because, in this dark world, you are my light. You are the reason I can endure the darkness.”

Lesso’s eyes met Y/N’s, and for the first time in a long time, she allowed herself to be truly seen. She reached out, her hand trembling slightly, and Y/N took it, their fingers intertwining.

“Leonora,” Y/N said softly, “you don’t have to be alone anymore.”

In that moment, Lady Lesso realized that the connection she had with Y/N was not just a fleeting feeling. It was something deeper, something that had the power to change her life. She pulled Y/N closer, their foreheads touching, and for the first time, allowed herself to imagine a future where she wasn’t defined by her role as the Dean of Evil, but by the love she felt for this remarkable woman.

Time seemed to stand still as they stood there, wrapped in each other’s embrace. The moonlight bathed them in a silvery glow, casting long shadows that intertwined like their fates. In the silence, a new promise was forged—a promise of companionship, of understanding, and of love.

As the first light of dawn began to break, Lesso knew that their path wouldn’t be easy. The School for Evil was not a place that welcomed love, especially not for its formidable dean. But with Y/N by her side, she felt a newfound strength, a resilience that she hadn’t known she possessed.

“Whatever comes,” Y/N whispered, “we’ll face it together.”

Lesso nodded, her heart swelling with a mix of fear and hope. “Together,” she echoed, knowing that with Y/N, she could face anything.

And so, as the sun rose over the School for Evil, Lady Lesso and Y/N stood hand in hand, ready to face the challenges ahead. Their journey was just beginning, and though the road would be fraught with danger and uncertainty, they knew that they had found something precious in each other—a love that could withstand even the darkest of nights.

In the days that followed, their bond grew stronger. They learned to navigate the complexities of their relationship while maintaining their roles within the school. There were moments of doubt, of fear, but also of unparalleled joy and connection. And through it all, they held onto each other, knowing that their love was their greatest strength.

Lady Lesso, once the solitary and feared dean, found herself transforming in ways she hadn’t thought possible. With Y/N’s unwavering support, she began to see the world not just through the lens of power and control, but through the softer, more compassionate perspective that Y/N brought into her life.

In return, Y/N found her place in a world that had once seemed so foreign and hostile. With Lesso, she discovered her own strength and resilience, and together, they created a sanctuary amidst the chaos—a place where love and trust could flourish, even in the heart of darkness.

Their love story became a whispered legend within the halls of the School for Evil, a testament to the power of love and the possibility of redemption. And though the path they walked was often shrouded in shadows, they faced it side by side, their hearts forever entwined.

[wh0re4women]

Attitude Adjustment. (Larissa Weems X Lady Lesso X Reader.) NSFW

Summary: Lesso thinks you need a punishment, Larissa unfortunately agrees.

Warnings: Mistress!Lesso, Mommy!Larissa, Student!Reader 18+, spanking, mild dirty talk, ending in fluff <3

"Darling, is this really necessary?" Larissa carefully asked as she paced back and forth throughout her office. Her mind was running wild with the knowledge of your upcoming punishment.

Lesso stood leaning against a wall, a dark chuckle leaving her throat as she held a cane wedged between the palm of her left hand and the floor, "Oh, please, my love. You and I both know that she deserves more than a spanking. If anything, I'm being beyond lenient."

"You're right," Larissa admitted as she stopped in her tracks, looking over into the red-heads eyes for the first time since the conversation had started, "you're right, darling. But it doesn't make it any easier."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Just as Lesso finished speaking, the door to Larissa's office flung open and you tiredly shuffled inside, both women shooting you very different glances.

"Look who the cat dragged in," Lesso smirked, to which you rolled your eyes as you flung your bag away from you without care.

"Darling, what happened?" Larissa immediately rushed over to you, stopping only once she was in front of the leather couch you had dropped onto. Your uniform was a mess; shirt untucked, tie gone, tights ripped. Larissa couldn't believe her eyes.

"It's been a long day," you sighed dramatically.

"It's about to get even longer," Lesso chimed and you narrowed your eyes at her, shooting her a confused glance. She was always ominous when she was in a bad mood. Great.

"What happened to your uniform?" Larissa pressed further, ignoring Lesso's comments and the attitude that was seeping out of you. Her hands sat on her hips. She was concerned.

"I may have gotten into a fight," you mumbled quietly and quickly, not daring to look the woman in the eyes.

"[y/n], look at me when I'm speaking to you," the tall blonde scolded lightly, her worry growing with every second, "and speak up, darling. What happened?"

You opened your mouth to repeat yourself but before you could get another word in, Lesso interrupted the conversation, making her way over to the both of you, "She said she got into a fight. Again."

You glared at your curly haired girlfriend.

"A fight?!" Larissa was appalled, "Again?! [y/n], this is—"

"Ridiculous," Lesso finished Larissa's sentence for her, "Pathetic, really. You cant keep your hands to yourself?"

You rolled your eyes, "It wasn't—"

"Your fault? No, it never is, is it, baby?"

The red-head was now crouched in front of the couch, eye-level with you. A stoic, almost-mocking look was accompanying her face. A stark contrast to Larissa's alarmed expression.

Spending time with the two older women was your favourite thing, but this wasn't your week. And the last thing you wanted was to bicker with Lesso, even if you did secretly find it hot to infuriate her.

"Lesso—"

"It's Mistress."

You gulped, "I'm not doing this today."

As you tried to stand, a cane was pressed against your chest and you were pushed back down, lodged between the couch and Lesso's strength as she now stood at her full height.

Desperately looking for remorse, you worriedly glanced over at Larissa, who looked almost sympathetic as she watched you squirm under the curly haired woman's power.

"Larissa, I—"

"It's mommy, darling," the principal finally spoke and her tone had dropped a few decibels lower than you expected, throwing you off.

"You're both teaming up against me?!"

Lesso chuckled coldly and you immediately knew you had blown it. If Larissa couldn't save you, no one could.

"Mommy?" You tried again, looking up at Larissa from under your eyelashes, batting them as a pout fixed itself onto your lips.

"Listen to your Mistress, darling. I don't have the energy to argue with you today," the Principal numbly told you before going over to sit behind her desk.

Your mouth flew open in disbelief as you focused back onto Lesso, "What did you do to her?!"

"What I did to her, [y/n]?" The woman before you seethed and it was enough to keep you sat still in place even after she yanked her cane away and slammed it onto the ground as to make a point, "We're going to talk about what you've done first, how's that for a change?"

You didn't get to reply before Lesso began chastising you again.

"You're insolent. You've been misbehaving in classes all week. You're a downright brat at times and more so lately than usual. You don't listen for shit, especially when your mommy tells you to do something you don't deem as important. And don't even get me started on the fact that I've smelled alcohol on your lips during school hours—"

"I'm an adult!"

"Yeah? I'll start believing it when you start acting like it."

A huff left your mouth. You were quick to cross your arms over your chest defiantly, staring daggers at the ceiling.

"My point is made," Lesso harshly finished, making sure to wait a few seconds to see if you were going to talk back. Once she was sure you were truly done, she made her way across the room towards Larissa.

You could've made a run for it. You thought about it. You contemplated it. You considered it especially greatly when you heard whispers between your two girlfriends and you couldn't decipher a single word. But before you could even get up, you were distracted by Larissa rising from her desk and making her way towards the double doors that led to her sleeping quarters.

You watched as she walked through, not paying any mind to you what so ever. Her white shirt was tucked into a black midi skirt that flowed as she walked, her heels tapping even after she was out of your eyesight, coming to a halt a few seconds later.

Lesso turned to look at you at the same time that you had quizzically begun eyeing her. Her cane rose from the floor, pointing towards the same door Larissa had disappeared through, "What are you waiting for? Off you go."

You furrowed your eyebrows. It wasn't that you were purposely ignoring the bad feeling in your stomach, it was just that your curiosity had gotten better of you and you ended up following instructions this time.

Feet coming to a halt once you entered the large space, a pit of anticipation began forming in your lower stomach.

Larissa was sat on the edge of her king sized bed, a serious look occupying her face. You made eye contact and the older blonde patted her lap, causing you to furrow your eyebrows in confusion.

"I... I don't get it," you spoke, before turning back to look at Lesso, who was now almost directly behind you, as if to make sure you wouldn't bolt away the first chance you got.

The red-head raised her eyebrows and lowered her head towards you, whispering in your ear, "Over her lap, baby girl. Now."

You giggled, which only lasted a few seconds as you realised Lesso's serious look had not faltered. Confused, you looked over to Larissa, then to Lesso, then back to Larissa.

"Mommy?"

"Stop pouting, darling. Do as you're told," Larissa swiftly spoke, "I don't have the time to play games today. I have a meeting with some of your teachers in an hour."

You couldn't believe it. You weren't half as bad as some of the other girls in the school (cough cough, Wednesday) and yet, you were the one constantly in trouble. It was probably all of Lesso's doing!

"Wait, wait," you lifted your hands in defence, pausing for a second as you looked back at Lesso, "I promise I'll change."

The older woman chuckled, clearly amused at your antics before grasping your left shoulder and turning you around, pressing her cane onto your lower back and shoving you forward, "Shut up. Do as you're told."

You weren't sure whether the situation was more embarrassing or the whine that had just slid its way out of your mouth.

Giving you no more time to protest, Larissa leaned forward and clutched your wrist before pulling you over her lap.

"No! Please! I'll be good, I swear this time!" You began thrashing around, and the poor principal couldn't bare to see you so helpless, so she began shushing you gently.

"It's ok, darling. The quicker you let Lesso do this, the quicker it'll all be over," Larissa sweetly cooed as she began pulling your tights down, before flipping your skirt up and rubbing the half-bare skin on your ass.

You heard Lesso muffle a groan at the sight before hearing her footsteps inch closer. "So pretty," she paused and you felt Larissa pet your hair gently before the red-head spoke again, "It's a shame you're such a bad girl."

A roaring smack tore through the room as you unexpectedly felt Lesso's cane meet your skin in a searing kiss, making you squeal in pain as you began thrashing again.

"Please! Please! Mistress, please."

"Please what? More?" The curly haired woman was having the time of her life as she lifted her cane and flung it down onto your soft skin once again, "Stay. Still."

You whimpered. Loud.

"Ssh, darling. Just three more," Larissa rubbed your back with one hand as she grabbed your wrists with the other, pinning them to your lower back.

"Three, if she takes them well," Lesso half-joked and the principal shot her a stern look, making the red-head shrug her shoulders in reply. She was going to teach you a lesson, that's for sure. You could call a 'red' any time, you knew that. Larissa and Lesso both knew that. But you all shared the knowledge that your punishment was well deserved, even if some of you didn't want to admit it.

"I-I'm sorry," you sulked, whining and squirming in Larissa's lap as you awaited another spanking.

Sure enough, it came a second later, leaving you gasping and crying out in shock, the sting heating your body.

"Sorry doesn't cut it anymore, baby girl," Lesso pointed out.

Larissa hummed in agreement and you couldn't have felt more betrayed in the moment. You were just trying to make school more bearable for yourself; sure, drinking once in a while and sometimes getting into fights wasn't the best way to go about it, but what else did you have to do? And yeah, maybe your attitude had been a little over the top lately. And you did sneak out a lot at night. And there was this one time you had almost poisoned Ms. Thornhill during a prank gone wrong. And—

Two sharp hits distracted you from your thoughts as you broke free from Larissa's grasp and covered your back side. The back-to-back swings of Lesso's cane had forced tears into your eyes and before she could even conclude your punishment, you shot up into a sitting position on Larissa's lap, wrapping your arms around her neck and snuggling into her warm skin, "I'm so sorry!"

"I didn't say we were done," Lesso interrupted. She was surprised at your bravery and how quickly you had managed to go from faux-begging and apologising, to actually sounding sincere.

"It's all right, darling. Mommy's got you," Larissa spoke gently, rubbing your back in a comforting manner immediately. She gave Lesso the 'mom' look.

"Well," the redhead cleared her throat, "I suppose you did take your punishment suitably."

You breathed out a sigh of relief, relaxing into Larissa's body, "I'm sorry for being such a brat."

"What was that?" Lesso asked, walking over the the bed and dropping onto the edge by the tall blonde that was cradling you sideways now as you looked into Lesso's eyes.

"I said I'm sorry for being a brat."

"I cant hear you. You're going to have to speak up, baby," Lesso teased, making Larissa laugh softly.

You rolled your eyes playfully, hiding your smile as you reached back and grabbed a pillow before swinging it forward and hitting Lesso with it.

The red-head gasped, "Oh no, you didn't!"

"Yes, I did!" 

Larissa shook her head as Lesso climbed back onto the bed, grabbing another pillow, "You are both unbelievable," she laughed, before kissing your head and softly guiding you off of her.

"I have a meeting, so don't you dare hit me with those pillows," the woman stood up and dusted her outfit off, while you and Lesso both shared a knowing look.

You both turned to Larissa with devious looks on your faces and the poor blonde woman bolted out of the room with the widest eyes, losing her heels in the process, leaving you and Lesso in fits of laughter.

[filipofmounthonora]

first year vs fourth year

aka im back in sge mode heyyyyy 😭 just doodling some (mostly soon to be featured) characters from my prequel / young callis+arthur series (i know its kind of old BUT. i AM working on the next installment which is probably going end up 3x as long 💀 stay tuned for wip posting. and callis posting 🥰)

ummm random ideas / explanations under the cut:

gareth and gaheris are arthur's cousins (gaheris is 15 (1 year older than arthur), gareth is 12) and both in his class. they generally dislike arthur for various reasons but mostly because they think he's cursed + stole the crown from his brother

callis is gareth's best friend. he is Not hers. he might also be in love with her but that is a tale for another time. you'll see

george (or grog) and alek are callis's roommates (alek is barely 16, george is turning 12). they both got into evil technically by nepotism. you'll see

it will be Ages before i can properly explain why lesso's name is completely different in this series so ill just say it here. its quite silly actually but its been this way for Years and Years so "leonora" is actually a portmanteau name of her first nickname (nora) and a second nickname (leo). the road to nickname 2 will be a long one paved with the power of friendship and not dying in the trial by tale etc etc. you'll see

emma is a surprise tool we will use later or something. she's not relevant after first year or so but im doing my own spin on her not being asked to the snow ball but somehow not being failed. what i'll say now is that callis and gareth are involved. you'll see

uhhh and if you're reading this have a snippet

[drghostwrite]

Fic voting!!!!!!

guess who’s baaccck!… so it’s been a hot minute but I need some other fresh ideas for the works, I’ve done a number recently and still have some in the queue but I want a little bit of a break so I’m gonna let my lovelies decide…

Whooo… some exciting choices, yall have 1 week to tell me what you want so go crazy. Make you’re friends vote idc but vote!

xoxo,

Dr. Ghost

[spookie-bitch]

*ੈ✩‧₊˚Lesso Headcanons *ੈ✩‧₊˚

Pairings: Lady Lesso x Fem!Reader Warnings: slight NSFW, not anything that isn't vague or just mentioned

An: 😔 still got writers block. Requests are open y'all send them bad boys in 🙏

!Any age gap mentioned is legal!

— 1000% a top/dom, there's no arguing about that

— I hear a lot of people saying that she gets Jealous, but I feel like she's far too confident and proud to get jealous a lot

— This doesn't mean she doesn't get jealous at all, just not by small stuff. If someone is all up in your business or trying to make her jealous, they might just maybe, possibly go missing

— If you're trying to make her jealous, she won't hesitate to remind you who you belong too

— She will not tolerate any ruke breaking or acting out, she will put you back in line

— She always cares a lot more that she puts on

— She might indulge in temper tantrums, it just depends on her mood. This is solely because she finds them amusing

—If you're a student, expect special privileges

— Curfew? Not as long as you're with Lesso

— Special privileges does not mean neglecting your studies, especially if it's because you think she won't fail you, because she will

— If there's anything she hates more than the color pink, it's idiots, just because you're with her does not give you a pass to be one

— Her love language is an uneven mix of quality time, acts of service, and words of affirmation

—I can see her being a bit uncomfortable with physical touch at first. (she literally shoved Sophie away with her cane bc she was too close 😭)

—This doesn't mean she won't flaunt you if an Everboy looks at you for too long — Once the two of you get closer, she'll never stop touching you

—Despite her more... Aggressive and blunt personality, I think she waits until you're comfortable to do anything. (Sex, cuddles, ect...)

—She'd never let herself forget it if she scared you away

[annie-creates]

After my mother

Pairing: Lady Lesso x reader

Genre: fluff

Words: 1900

Note: As I said before, no. But I can write something similar for you. I feel like this turned out really cute so I hope you'll like it too.

Another restless night. Hugging the pregnancy pillow under your body you toss and turn over and over in your big bed, missing the person who was supposed to sleep next to you. Lately it was pretty rare for Leonora to show up at home, or even spend any time with you. You stopped worrying about why that is long time ago, opting to save your sanity from all the dreadful scenarios your hormonated head could come up with. Giving up on the hopes for a good night’s rest you get up to make yet another melissa tea.

Was it the fact you were getting bigger and waddling around like a penguin? did your wife not find you attractive anymore? Did she get scared from the responsibility for a baby? You both planned to start your own family for so long, your child seemed to be sent to you by heavens. To you it was the most amazing little miracle, but maybe your wife didn’t see it as such? Maybe she didn’t actually want to have a child? Or maybe she just didn’t want one with you…

Pushing all the nagging evil thoughts aside you pack your bags and make your way over to the School of good and evil with the first sunlight of the day. If your wife won’t take the effort to spend time with you, you’ll come keep her company at the school. She won’t get rid of you that easily, you’ll bother her until she gets tired of it and then some. With two suitcases and a bag slumped over your shoulder you appear at the doorstep of her office, her surprised face turning into a big smile.

“Baby! Oh my god what are you doing here?” she lights up, quickly taking the bags from you so you don’t have to drag it and kissing you on the cheek in the process.

“Well it’s not like you were coming home any time soon.” You reprimand her with a scrunched-up face in annoyance. “So I came here.”

Her face retorted to one of honest regret and shame, she knew she was spending a little too much time at work but didn’t know you’d notice. You always seemed so busy at home she didn’t want to bother you. Any time she tried to help you’d push her away because she was arranging the sofa pillows wrong or didn’t light up your favorite scent of candle. Ever since you became pregnant you were an impossible neat freak, probably having to do something with nesting, if she was to guess.

But she was very happy to see you here, now being able to combine her work duties and family life better. The enthusiasm lasted her exactly two and a half days, until you rearranged literally everything she owned and kept in her chambers in the castle. You turned to her office next, Lesso suddenly not being able to find any of the props she had prepared for her next lesson on deadly traps or books about ancient torture techniques. She slowly started regretting welcoming you in her towers, but of course she’d never tell that to anyone, much less you. She loved you for who you were, even when crazy from pregnancy. She was the one to put the child in you after all, so she sort of brought it on herself.

Dovey however was ecstatic to have you back at the castle. Being her best student and then a beloved teacher before you gave the position up, fearing it could be a clash of interest considering you married the dean of evil, she had some unbreakable admiration for you. And there wasn’t anything she loved more than happy endings and babies. So she kept you company while Lesso taught and invited you for walks and picnics with her other friends. She helped you pick up baby clothes, look for nursery equipment and even brainstorm some baby names, that one was her favorite.

You were already showing pretty clearly when you arrived but now you felt like a big barrel of beer. You couldn’t tie your own shoes and always needed someone to help you stand up from your chair, feeling utterly useless. That affected your mood, turning your bubbly personality into somewhat shy and insecure. You didn’t want to be a burden to anyone, much less your hardworking wife. She deserved a partner who could take care of their own socks and showering. Leonora noticed your saddened state, it would be hard for her not to. Maybe she wasn’t always present as much as you needed her to be but she was always perceptive and observant.

“How was your day today darling?” She asks as she steps into your now shared room in the evening, you already snuggled under the duvets.

“It was fine. Had some tea with Anemone and then we planned this weekend’s activities.” You answer tiredly.

As she dresses in pajamas and joins you in the bed, you snuggle into her as close as you can with your out of shape form. You didn’t want to be too clingy and drive her away with your neediness and unattractive body, but at the same time you needed her warmth and the comfort of her loving embrace. She starts to mindlessly draw small circles over your back and arms with her thumb, breathing in your fresh roses scent.

“I can’t wait to not be pregnant anymore.” You admit suddenly, almost as if you were scared to say it out loud.

“What?” She thought that maybe she didn’t hear right, you seemed very happy every time you cooed over your growing baby with Clarissa.

“You can’t find me attractive like this, and I need your help literally all the time.” You complain, your intrusive thoughts winning over this time.

“Honey there’s nothing I’d find more attractive than you all round and pretty with my child.” She corrects you with a deep look into your eyes. “The only reason I couldn’t wait for you to not be pregnant anymore would be to get to finally meet our baby.”

She sooths your pregnant belly with her palm, feeling the baby kicking against her hand. Your and her eyes both go wide and you cover her hand with yours, wanting to feel this special connection too. Maybe she was right, carrying your baby was a little miracle and nothing to be insecure about. Leonora enjoyed taking care of you and having to help you with little everyday tasks made her feel needed and wanted.

“Mommy is feeling a little insecure today, hm?” she talked to your child in your womb and it filled your heart with warmth and love. “Don’t worry, I’ll make her feel all loved and appreciated.”

With the promise she looks up to kiss you and you happily accept her affection. Since then, you spend every night listening to Leonora’s reassurances and affirmations, talking about baby names, genders, what your child is gonna be like growing up or if it’s going to inherit your round nose and her devilish personality. She caresses your back and massages your swollen ankles, not once complaining about the job, because she knows she’ll actually miss it once you’re not pregnant anymore.

And not being pregnant comes sooner than you expect it to, in the middle of the day being escorted to the medical wing as your water broke right outside in the middle of your walk by the lake. Lucky for you you had Dovey and Anemone right by your side so they helped you get back and find the help you needed. The nurses and doctors rushed around you getting you comfortable and ready for labour. Talking you trough contractions and pain, they prepare you to deliver your baby while Dovey runs out to find Leonora.

“Seems we’re about ready to push your little princess out madam.” The nurse informs you, getting you panicked.

“What!? I can’t do this without my wife!” You reprimand her squeezing your fists in pain. “I need Lesso to be here!”

“I don’t think the baby is willing to wait…” her calm demeanor only fueled your hormonal anger more.

„I swear to heavens if you make me have this child without my wife you’ll spend the rest of your life in hell!“ Surely your dear wife could take care of that. “Lesso! I swear if you don’t come right this second, I’m naming this child after my mother!” You scream as if your wife could hear you all to way to her classroom and with your new found strength driven by pain and fear maybe she could.

Dovey ran to the classroom in the dungeons of the school of evil out of breath, not bothering to knock as she flew into the room like a tsunami wave. Lesso fried her with an annoyed look, ready to give her a mouthful about how she doesn’t want to be bothered during her class even if someone was dying some boring way of death, but before she could admonish her counterpart Clarissa caught enough breath to get out why she was there.

“Y/N… in labour… baby. Here.” She pushes out over her almost collapsing lungs and it’s enough for Leonora to drop everything and run out of the class without even dismissing it.

Dovey rolls her eyes and lets the kids go because it’s clear their teacher won’t be coming back any time soon and takes her way back to the medical wing to also be there when it’s time to welcome your child into their world. Meanwhile Leonora takes the steps by three, speeding to the delivery room to be with you so fast she’d put the speed of light to shame, but not fast enough for you to not be angry with her for being late.

“What took you so long?” You complain tears briming your eyes from the fear of having to push your child out alone and not knowing what to do.

“I’m so sorry love, but I’m here. Everything’s gonna be okay.” She promised kissing the crown of your head and enduring the iron grip of your hand.

“You ready now?” The nurse asks a little annoyed with your dramatics and you nod.

After what felt like twice the eternity to you, a lot of painful screams and maybe a few bruised bones in Lesso’s hands, the crying of a newborn fills the room and everyone exhales in relief. Your baby is wrapped up in clean blankets and given to you to hold, looking up at you with curious blue eyes and a few red hairs. It was the most ethereally beautiful girl you have ever seen in your entire life.

“Oh my god look. Leo look. We have a baby girl.” A new wave of tears washes over you as you whisper to your wife, being swept away by emotions and hormones.

“Yea, our beautiful little baby girl.” She whispers back too scared to startle the little angel in your arms, hardly fighting the tears herself.

“Oh, by the way? We’re naming her after my mother.” You announce to your wife shocking her speechless, because that was nowhere even near your baby names list.

She knew better than to question you right now and she’d rather fight off a dragon than argue with her postpartum wife, she sort of still values her fragile life.

[lunedegivre]

Happy new years guys! I will try to be more active here ♥ Here's some LessoXOc content again! Aria's first afterwork in Lady Lesso's private quarter~ I've written some stuff about her story with Lesso (a lot) but it's in french, maybe i will translate and post it later idk if someone will be interested!

[v3nusxsky]

i’m not 100% sure your requests are open or if you’ve done this before but i’ve read some of your leonora lesso fics and i’m in love

i’m was wondering whether you could maybe right a little!lesso x caregiver!reader. they’re both teachers, maybe r is an ever

but tbh maybe just some hurt comfort <3

The Little Lion

*Authors note~ ahh little Leo and Agere is my life, may be horrid I am currently in a lecture for behaviour with a massive headache but I’m determined to catch up on writing fics*

Trigger warnings~ Agere little Leonora, cg y/n first time regression star struck Leonora

Prompt~see ask^^^

Being the Dean Of Evil wasn’t ever Leonora’s plans but it’s where she ended up and appeared to be amazing at her job. But was she evil? Or maybe just hurt deep down? The world would never know the pain she’d been through and just how she dealt with her pain. While she held her scary exterior inside lay a soft gooey core that is ever so fragile and to be protected at all costs.

Being evil for so long tends to drain the red head, and with her Never students acting up more, it was worse than ever before. No one knew of the tentative relationship you and Lesso had began, but the tension between you both was simply too hard to ignore and one night with a lot of alcohol had confession’s of truth spilling from you both. Agreeing to try this out but of course no one could know, not until you both knew it would work of course.

That was a couple of months ago and things had been going rather well. You being an Ever made things slightly harder but both of you worked to find ways to meet in secrecy and have subtle changes in your daily life’s when it came to communication. That’s why it wasn’t uncommon for you to sneak into the Deans room after hours. There would be no students to catch you and should a member of staff see you, then you had a well rehearsed reason to be there.

Entering her room tonight felt different but you couldn’t put you finger on the reason why. With a quick scan of the room you could see nothing was out of its place however, Leonora was no where to be found which is odd. Normally she’s waiting with a signature look that’s just for you as her eyes room your body just drinking in your beauty.

“Nora?” You murmured in a hope she would appear but all that greeted you was silence. Moving forward into her chamber you made your way to her sleeping area. “Nora, darling?” You mumbled before knocking and pushing the heavy oak door open, never in a million years would you have expected the sight in front of you.

In the bed, Leonora was dressed in fussy orange socks with a lion onesie, colouring some pages that looked to be animal prints. Clearly she was in her own little world and you almost felt bad for intruding. Almost. The way she was currently looking at you jade you feel you were more needed than ever before. Being an ever you knew exactly what was going on here.

“Hi darling, watcha got there?” You whispered to her before settling on the edge of her bed. But Leonora said nothing just staring at you with her mouth agape like she’d seen a unicorn or something equally as magical. You couldn’t help but chuckle at her star struck expression, “close your mouth darling, you’ll be catching flys in a minute.”

“Princess” the red head stated still absolutely entranced by you. “You think I’m a princess darling?” You happily fed into her statement hoping to gain her trust. “Pretty” was slurred around the woman’s thumb that had made its way between her lips. It was so obvious what was happening here. With a gasp you responded, “well thank you little darling. I think you’re pretty too.”

Silence fell over the room again, you didn’t mind of course, clearly Leonora needed this and now wasn’t the time to talk about what this was, so you settled for giving her whatever she needed from you in this moment. “Raw!” Lesso growled as she continued to scribble in a pen that could honestly rival the woman’s hair colour. “Such a cute little lion” you murmured to her causing her to smile, not smirk but smile at you and blush. Leonora Lesso doesn’t blush… but your little lion here seemed to be the opposite.

It wasn’t long before Leonora had shoved a pen at you and instructed that you colour in certain areas, “ands no out of lines!” She firmly reprimanded after you went ever so slightly went over the lines. “I’m so sorry little cub” you feigned a pout.

“Im not use to sharing I sorry, I fix it then pretty princess happy and loves Leo lion!” A childish slur causing words to blur together and just sounding adorable. “Thank you little cub, I still love you little lion, how could I not with this cute mane on your head hmm?” You whispered before ruffling the fake mane on the hood of the lion onesie.

It wasn’t long after that small interaction you could see her little balled up fists rubbing at her eyes, a clear indication that it was in fact past midnight. “Little lion, aren’t you getting sleepy yet?” You attempted not knowing how to bring this up with her. But luckily she nodded and crawled straight into your lap, her head nestled into your neck and a hand resting above your heart. It was clear you weren’t going anywhere tonight but opted to soothe Leonora to sleep so you could move the woman without disturbing her. Although the little version of Lesso was okay with you acting like a caregiver that didn’t mean Leonora was too. Your hand gently rubbed soothing circles on her back as you swayed your legs ever so slightly in hopes to comfort her. Just when you thought she’d drifted off you caught her sleepy mumble off, “thank you for looking after me princess.”

Word count ~ 1023

[my-blind-album]

CLARISSA TEACHING EVER READER HOW TO BE GOOD

Clarissa; Okay let's go through this again- What do you do when you see person in need of help?

Reader; Look a different way

Clarissa; No! *losing her temper* Okay let's try this again, a young beautiful lady just tripped and fell, what do you do?

Reader; Ask for her number

Clarissa; Wha- Why?!

Reader; Cause she's beautiful

Clarissa; OMG- Reader listen to me okay?

Reader; Mhm *nods attentively*

Clarissa; A beautiful young woman-

Reader; Is that woman perhaps Lady Lesso?

Clarissa; Why does that have to do with- Argh, yes she is Lady Lesso, anyways you see her in need of help, what do you do?

Reader; What need of help is she in?

Clarissa; She's being strangled by a strong muscular man, now what do you do?

Reader; Nothing

Clarissa; *shocked* Why-

Reader; It's Lesso I know better than to try and steal her moment when she kicks that guy's ass

Clarissa; *speechless*

Lesso watching from the corner of the room with her smirk on her face; That's my girl

[horeformilfs]

Little Raven

Lady Lesso x Fem!Reader

TW: Anxiety, Feelings of worthlessness, Emotional Shutdown

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Y/N strolled through the dimly lit corridors of the School for Evil, the hallowed institution where villains were sculpted into their wicked destinies. As a student navigating the twisted path of darkness, Y/N had found an unexpected source of warmth in the form of Lady Lesso, the formidable dean of the school.

Their clandestine romance had flourished amidst the shadows, hidden from the prying eyes of other students and faculty. Lady Lesso, with her stern exterior, had a soft spot for Y/N, and the two shared stolen moments in the recesses of the sinister campus.

One day, driven by an irresistible desire to be closer to Lady Lesso, Y/N concocted a mischievous plan. The dean had a particular fondness for a cozy hoodie, and Y/N decided to liberate it for a while. The hoodie carried the lingering scent of Lady Lesso, an aromatic blend of authority and affection.

Y/N, wearing the purloined garment, reveled in the familiar scent as they attended classes and moved about the school. The hoodie provided a sense of comfort, as if Lady Lesso's presence surrounded them.

However, every secret has its reckoning.

One evening, Lady Lesso discovered the theft. Her usually stern expression contorted into a frown as she confronted Y/N.

"Y/N!" she exclaimed, her voice a mix of anger and surprise. "Is that my hoodie you're wearing?"

Caught in the act, Y/N sheepishly nodded, a mischievous glint in their eyes. "Well, it smells amazing, like you."

Lady Lesso's anger intensified. "That doesn't give you the right to steal it! Return it immediately."

Y/N, unwilling to part with the stolen treasure, defiantly crossed their arms. "But it's so comfy. Can't I keep it a little longer?"

The dean's eyes narrowed, a storm brewing in her gaze. "Y/N, this is unacceptable. Give it back, now."

A playful smirk danced on Y/N's lips. "Make me."

Lady Lesso huffed in frustration but, unable to resist the playful challenge, a smirk mirrored Y/N's. "Fine, have it your way. But don't say I didn't warn you."

The chase through the sinister halls of the School for Evil turned into a twisted dance between Lady Lesso and Y/N. Wolf guards, initially amused by the spectacle, dispersed as a warning glare from the dean reminded them of their duties.

Y/N, thinking they had successfully evaded Lady Lesso, sought refuge in the dimly lit library. As the clicking of Lesso's heels echoed through the silence, Y/N held their breath, hiding behind towering shelves of ancient tomes.

Lesso, with a teasing smile playing on her lips, began her hunt. "Little raven, where are you hiding?" Her voice echoed through the library, a mix of amusement and determination. She knew every nook and cranny that Y/N favored, deliberately choosing to draw out the game.

Y/N suppressed a giggle as Lady Lesso dramatically searched each hiding spot. The dean's theatrical flair added an unexpected element of humor to the chase. "Come out, come out, wherever you are," Lesso taunted, relishing the game.

Just as Y/N thought they had successfully eluded Lesso, the dean left the library. A false sense of security enveloped Y/N as they emerged from their hiding place, only to be startled by Lesso's sudden reappearance.

Lesso materialized behind Y/N, the tips of her long nails brushing against the exposed skin of Y/N's waist. A shiver ran down Y/N's spine as Lesso whispered, "Found you, my little raven."

Y/N froze, breath caught in their throat. Lesso's chuckle resonated in the library, a sound that sent both a thrill and a tremor through Y/N. The dean, with a wicked grin, seized Y/N and led them towards the dreaded Doom Room.

Inside the foreboding chamber, Lady Lesso continued her playful banter. "Did you really think you could escape from me, little raven? You may be mischievous, but you can never outwit the dean of the School for Evil."

Y/N, caught in Lesso's magnetic gaze, couldn't help but smile. "Maybe I enjoy being caught by you, Dean Lesso."

Lesso raised an eyebrow, her grin widening. "Oh, is that so? Well, we'll see how much you enjoy your punishment, my daring little raven."

Lady Lesso, with an air of authority, led Y/N to the imposing chair at the center of the Doom Room. With a wave of her hand, she employed her dark magic to bind Y/N's wrists to the arms of the chair. The atmosphere in the room shifted, tension lingering as Y/N attempted to maintain an innocent facade.

Lesso, however, saw through the charade. She circled the chair, a sly grin on her face, and continued to tease Y/N mercilessly. "Oh, my little raven, what have you gotten yourself into? Stealing from the dean? You must have a death wish."

Y/N tried to appear calm and unbothered, but each teasing remark from Lesso chipped away at their composure. The facade of innocence crumbled, revealing a flustered Y/N beneath.

Lesso, reveling in the newfound vulnerability, continued her playful assault. "You thought you could outwit me? How adorable. You're not as cunning as you think, little raven."

Y/N, feeling the heat rise to their cheeks, shot back, "I don't know what you're talking about. I haven't taken anything."

Lesso chuckled, a sound that sent shivers down Y/N's spine. "You can play innocent all you want, but it won't save you. I know you too well, my dear."

As Lesso persisted in her teasing, Y/N's calm facade finally crumbled. Frustration and embarrassment painted their expression. Lesso, seizing the opportunity, continued to playfully degrade and taunt Y/N, stoking the flames of their flustered state.

In a moment of vulnerability, Y/N snapped. "Okay, fine! I took your hoodie, alright?" The admission hung in the air, the weight of truth settling between them.

Lesso, with a triumphant smirk, leaned in close. "And why, pray tell, would my darling little raven resort to petty theft?"

Y/N hesitated before finally confessing, "Because, Lady Lesso, it felt like you've been too busy lately. I just wanted to feel close to you, that's all."

Lesso's triumphant smirk faltered as Y/N's confession hung in the air. The mischievous game had taken an unexpected turn, revealing a vulnerability in Y/N that tugged at the dean's heartstrings. Instantly, Lesso's demeanor shifted from playful teasing to genuine concern.

"Y/N," she said softly, her tone laced with care, "why didn't you tell me you were feeling this way? Talk to me, my little raven."

But Y/N, unable to meet Lesso's gaze, remained silent. Tears welled up in their eyes, threatening to spill over, yet they held back, determined not to break down.

Recognizing the signs of emotional shutdown, Lesso quickly unbound Y/N's wrists. Scooping them up, she carried Y/N from the Doom Room to the privacy of Lady Lesso's chambers. The journey was filled with a heavy silence, broken only by the faint sound of Y/N's uneven breaths.

Lesso, attempting to break through Y/N's emotional barricade, gently probed, "Tell me what's going on, my love. I want to understand."

Y/N, still wrapped tightly around Lesso's neck, remained unresponsive. They buried their face in the crook of Lesso's neck, seeking solace in the familiar scent. Lesso's grip tightened instinctively, a silent reassurance that she was there for Y/N.

As they entered the sanctuary of Lesso's private chambers, the air thick with unspoken emotions, the weight of Y/N's unshed tears lingered—a poignant reminder of the complexities that love brought, even within the walls of the School for Evil.

Lady Lesso gently placed Y/N on the bed in her private chambers. Y/N curled into a ball, back against the headboard, arms tightly wrapped around their legs. Lesso watched, her heart aching at the sight of her upset girlfriend.

As the room echoed with silence, Y/N began to feel overwhelmed. Profuse apologies spilled from their lips, a torrent of self-blame. "Nora, I'm so sorry. I should've just left it alone. I know you have such a busy job being the dean of the School for Evil, and I shouldn't have added to the stress of your responsibilities."

Y/N's ramblings continued, expressing regret for not understanding the demands of Lesso's role. "I should have known that you'd be busy when we started dating. I'm just a student, and it was crazy of me to think that a relationship like ours could work. I'll leave, and I won't bother you anymore," they said, moving to the end of the bed.

When Lesso heard that Y/N was contemplating leaving, an immediate and visceral "no" escaped her lips. The tone was harsher and louder than she intended, causing Y/N to flinch, their wide eyes locking onto Lesso's.

Realizing the impact of her words, Lesso softened her expression and tone. She approached the bed where Y/N sat, looking up at her with a mixture of fear and uncertainty. Gently cupping Y/N's cheeks, Lesso spoke with a newfound gentleness, "No, my love. You're not leaving."

Lesso continued, "I'm not upset about the hoodie. I'm upset that you didn't come to me when you were feeling this way. We're a team, Y/N, and we face everything together."

Y/N, overwhelmed and spiraling into self-deprecation, started talking negatively about themselves. "I'm just a burden, Nora. I should have known better. I'm not worth the trouble," they mumbled, avoiding eye contact.

Lesso immediately shut down those negative thoughts, pulling Y/N into a warm embrace. Y/N's head rested against Lesso's chest as they wrapped their arms around her waist. Lesso gently rubbed Y/N's back, soothingly whispering, "You are not a burden, my little raven. You're worth everything to me."

She continued, "You're my girlfriend, and I will always be here for you, no matter what. I notice the little things, Y/N, the subtle changes in your behavior that you might not even be aware of."

Lesso leaned back slightly, looking into Y/N's eyes, and added, "Like how you play with your hair when you're nervous or the way your eyes light up when you talk about something you're passionate about. You're not alone in this, my love. We face everything together, remember?"

Lesso tenderly wiped away Y/N's tears, pressing a gentle kiss to their forehead. "It's late, my love. Let's get ready for bed," she suggested. Y/N nodded in agreement, and as Lesso asked if they wanted to join her for a bath, Y/N readily agreed.

Magically lighting the fireplace, Lesso walked with Y/N to the bathroom. With a wave of her hand, she started the water, letting it fill the tub with soothing warmth. Once the bath was ready, Lesso added bath salts and oils, creating a fragrant and relaxing atmosphere. She gestured for Y/N to get in first and then joined them, wrapping her arms around Y/N and placing sweet kisses on the top of their head.

After a while, Lesso carefully stepped out of the tub, telling Y/N she was going to get some pajamas for both of them. Y/N nodded, watching Lesso leave the bathroom. When she returned, Lesso had clothes for Y/N and helped them out of the large clawfoot tub, wrapping them in a fluffy towel.

As Y/N stood there, Lesso helped them get dressed, exchanging tender kisses. Y/N noticed that Lesso had put them in one of her sweatshirts, and a content smile spread across their face

In the cozy bedroom, the flickering flames of the fireplace cast a warm glow, creating a serene ambiance. Lesso and Y/N settled into the plush king-size bed, the soft sheets embracing them. Y/N, seeking solace, nestled close to Lesso, their legs intertwining as they burrowed their head into Lesso's chest.

Lesso, with a tender smile, embraced Y/N, her arms creating a protective cocoon around her. "Shh, my little raven. You're safe here," she whispered, her fingers gently stroking Y/N's hair.

Y/N let out a content sigh, finding comfort in Lesso's presence. "I'm sorry, Nora," Y/N murmured, voice muffled against Lesso's chest.

Lesso tightened her embrace, "There's nothing to be sorry for, my love. We all have our moments. I'm just glad you're here with me now."

They lay there in silence for a while, the only sounds the crackling of the fireplace and the soft hum of the night. Lesso, with delicate movements, started drawing random patterns on Y/N's back with her nails, a soothing rhythm that slowly lulled Y/N into a state of tranquility.

As Y/N's breathing steadied, Lesso pressed a gentle kiss to the top of their head. "Sleep, my little raven. I'll be right here," Lesso whispered, her own eyes heavy with the weight of the day's events.

Y/N mumbled a drowsy reply, "Thank you, Nora," before surrendering to the embrace of sleep. In the stillness of the night, the dean of the School for Evil held her beloved close, offering comfort in the embrace of shared warmth and affection.