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cissyenthusiast010155 · 2 months

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heyy it's me again 🥰 since I am an absolute whore for lesso and cipher I was wondering if a threesome fic w them and prompts 16 + 27 would be on the table cos no one cares about logistics when it's smut lmao and it's the absolute dream 🫠

No One Cares About Logistics ~Dom!Cipher xSwitch!Lady Lesso xFem Sub!Reader

Summary— (Read Request) Cipher convinces Reader and Lesso to try an aphrodisiac. A fun night of smutty shenanigans ensue… Anon Response— Hello @ciphersonlywife !! Thank you for the request! This was the first time I’ve written Cipher and Lesso together, and it was a blast. Here’s a smutty fic for you. Enjoy! ♥️

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#16. Sex Pollen Troupe

#27. “Darling… you sound sinfully delicious…”

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!!, smut, sex pollen, drugs, snorting of drugs, peer pressure, eating out (ass and pussy), oral sex, fingering, fisting, praise kink, pet kink, ma’am kink, light dom/sub relations, implied future smut, etc.

Enjoy (;

A rush of intensity and uncomfortable pleasure shot through you as you snorted the substance from Cipher’s finger. She angled her digit for you to ingest the entire substance, before you leaned your head back and sniffed violently. The back of your hand came up to your nose and rubbed it accordingly, trying to adjust to the dizzying affect of snorting something for the first time. The blonde then turned to Lady Lesso.

“Come on Lesso, don’t be a pussy…” Cipher taunted, offering her now refilled finger to the redhead.

The dean rolled her eyes and came forward, placing her nose perched on the other woman’s finger. Cipher looked at her suggestively, cocking her brow expectantly. Lesso groaned before properly snorting the powdery substance. She also had to take a step back and tilt her head, adjusting to the burn running from her nose down to her throat.

Cipher chuckled in content. She had already taken her portion, throwing the substance back like it was nothing. She had brought you both the newest drug on the market ‘X’. She hadn’t told either of you much about it, expect for reassuring both you and Lesso that while it could kill, that she wouldn’t let it get that far.

You could feel yourself aware starting to drift away mentally. You shook your head and tried to get a hold of yourself. But instead, it made you feel only more disconnected with your body. Your body started to feel dull and numb, and it slowly began to ache. You bit your lip and looked toward Cipher expectantly, who was leaning against the wall in amusement, arms crossed and gaze gleaming.

“So what is it…??” Lesso snapped, pinching the bridge of the nose and, beating you to it and asking the blonde impatiently what you both wanted to know.

Cipher shifted her weight from one foot to the other and tilted her head, her eyes sparkling with wicked intention.

“New class of aphrodisiac…” she purred.

Her words made your stomache drop. You were suddenly feeling very cold, and you wrapped your arms around each other. Lesso seemed to be feeling the same, as she wrapped her own coat around her tightly. Your lips parted to speak but you found that your mouth was dry and your throat hoarse.

“It starts by shutting down your system, restarting them only to send your body into a hyperdrive…” she cooed darkly, “left unattended your body will work itself to death…”

“Jesus Ci…” Lesso breathed out, an apparent shift in her tone.

You suddenly had a surge of warmth shook you, followed swiftly by your heart starting to race. You felt a lump in your throat as your core began to pour in unison with your heart. You looked over to the redhead and she no longer looked numb and cold either, no her pupils were blown wide, her hair a new level of frizzy and attentive.

“How… do we not die…?” You whimpered, finally pushing a couple words out of your mouth.

You wanted to collapse against the wall and wail. Hell, the two women would most likely encourage you to do so… they both enjoyed pain far too much… but you couldn’t get enough of them.

Cipher looked over to you for the first time, a predatory look in her eyes. Even though she looked more put together than the two of you, you could see that the drug was affecting her too. Her blown out eyes, her sheening skin…

“You need to cum.”

You breath hitched and your legs began to tremble. You couldn’t help it, your body collapsing on the floor as you let out a desperate mewl. You heard the sound of Cipher’s shoes coming towards you and suddenly your head was being jerked up by the woman’s hand, your gaze for ed to meet hers.

Oh her hand… the second you got just the tiniest taste of skin on skin contact, your mind went into a frenzy. Your thoughts were racing so fast, you couldn’t even keep up with them. But they all screamed for the same thing… more. Need. More.

“You wanna be fucked, baby…?” She cooed tauntingly.

You pouted your bottom lip and nodded, giving her your best begging eyes. Her hand swiftly moved to grab your neck and pick you up, pinning you against the wall. She then promptly let you go, and it was like your life was being ripped from you.

“No…!!!” You exclaimed, trying to reach for more in desperation, the woman expertly evading your grasp.

“Strip. Both of you.” Cipher ordered.

You both did as you were told, stripping until you were both in nothing. Cipher followed along, and once you were all rid of your clothing, her manicured hand found your throat once more. You let out a needy whimper and bucked your hips eagerly as she pressed you against the wall once more.

“Leonora, come over here and eat my ass out while I fuck our pretty baby…” Cipher commanded lustfully.

Lesso scurried to the ground, kneeling in between Cipher’s perched legs. Meanwhile, the blonde smashed her lips into yours. You moaned into the kiss, eagerly letting her tongue worm its way into your mouth and dominate you. You could barely see the redhead get to work, you assumed she began kicking the blonde’s sensitive hole by the way Cipher groaned in your mouth.

The blonde’s one hand remained around your neck, squeezing your airway tighter and tighter, slowly making your eyes bulge. Her other hand then began to wander down your frame, not wasting any time in dipping into your drenched cunt and skillfully beginning to finger you. Your eyes rolled back and your legs start to tremble.

“Leonora stop teasing!!” Cipher growls, before moments later letting out a guttural moan as the redhead finally slips her tongue into the other woman’s ass.

Cipher’s eyes are rolled back and her mouth is open wide as she continues to moan right in your face and her fingers continue to ruthlessly fuck you. Soon, she has three digits inside you, and it doesn’t take long for you to start begging to cum.

“Precious baby wants to cum…? Why don’t you cum with me, yeah? I’ll count you down and we’ll cum together…” Cipher pants.

You nod desperately, bucking your hips and squirming against her hold. Sure enough, the blonde counts you both down, and you cum together, letting out wails of intense pleasure that reverberate across the room. By the time you both come down from your highs, you can hear Lesso whimpering in desperate need from the floor.

Cipher lets go of her hold on you and you collapse against the wall, slowly falling down as you try to catch your breath. The blonde turns around with a chuckle and faces the redhead, grabbing her chin and tilting it up to meet her gaze.

“Desperate girl needs some, don’t you…?” She cooes, also still breathless and panting.

Lesso nods eagerly, licking her lips from her prior activity. Cipher then steps aside and guides Lesso towards you by her chin. She places the redhead in your collapsed lap, before proceeding to sit back in a chair and start to languidly fuck her own pussy.

“Pretty girl, make Leonora feel good.” Cipher purrs in a command.

You look over at the blonde and nodded in obedience, quickly placing your hands all over the desperate redhead. Leonora bucked her hips into your lap as you explored her exposed skin.

“P-please…” she begged under her breath.

You bit your lip and nodded swiftly, placing one hand on her hip for support while snaking your other hand in between her legs. Your palm found the woman’s clit, and her reaction was mere immediate, grinding against the ghost of your palm in needy anticipation. Lesso’s hands shot to your shoulders as she let out a groan, as you swiveled your palm and pressed it against her clit.

“More more Christ more—!!” She swore.

You looked over to Cipher, whose eyes were dark with predatory and lustful intent, as she continued to finger herself. She gave you the go ahead, and so you slipped two fingers into the redhead’s soaked pussy. Lesso eagerly bounced in your lap, grinding against your entire hand as you fucked her to her climax. You licked your lips and leaned forward, latching onto one of her breasts as you continued to fuck her.

Leonora let out a howl in response to all the stimulation. Her whole body was on fire, her hair was free and wild, her body was sheening with sweat, as she bobbed up and down on your fingers at record speed. Her grip on your shoulders tightened, as you felt her walls around your fingers clench more and more.

“Ci Ci CI OH GOD CI—!!!” Leonora pleaded.

“What’s the magic word, Leo…?” Cipher cooed, about to tip over the edge herself.

“PLEASE—!!” She shrieked.

“Good girl… go ahead.”

Lesso’s grinding got sloppier and her hips stuttered as her orgasm crashed over her. A string of high pitched groans left her lips as she rode your fingers and palm through her high. In the background, you could hear Cipher groaning as she came right after the other woman.

Afterwards, Leonora went limp and breathless in your lap. You all sat there trying to catch your breaths. But she was still soaked, still wired. And it didn’t take long for the drug to kick back in for all three of you. Soon, you and Leonora were looking back at Cipher in desperation again. Cipher couldn’t help but chuckle.

“I know I know, never enough…” the blonde purred.

With her hand, she beckoned you both forward. You scrambled towards where the woman was sitting. Cipher leaned back in her chair, spreading her legs wide and giving you the perfect view of her pretty pussy lips.

“Come eat me out, baby…” Cipher cooed lustfully, rolling her head back with a groan with how fast your mouth attached itself to her cunt.

“Good girl…” she hummed, scrunching your hair together with her hand.

Her eyes rolled back as you ate her out.

“Leonora—! Let our baby ride your face.” Cipher groaned, bucking her hips and slowly suffocating you.

Leonora was quick to get on her back and shuffle underneath your upward kneeling stance. She grabbed your thighs and eagerly tried to pull your cunt down to her mouth. You lowered your pussy for the redhead and choked out a moan into Cipher’s cunt as you felt Leonora’s flat tongue movements against your clit.

This only spurred you on, making you even more desperate to please the blonde. Once Leonora slid her tongue into your core, you lost all coherence. Your hips rutted against the woman’s face as you used your every last breath to get the blonde off. Cipher’s one dug into your scalp and forced your head to stay nice and snug in her cunt, while she rode your face to her high. You both came apart at record speed, the drug speeding things along.

Afterwards, you and Leonora were left panting, faces full of cum. Cipher looked down at her two pets and smirked.

“We should do this more often…” she purred.

At that, both of you seemed relieved at the prospect of the night being done. But Cipher had other ideas…

“Leo baby, hold pet back…” Cipher commanded.

At her utterance, Leonora immediately sat up behind you and pulled you into her lap. She held your arms tight behind you and spread your legs with her own. So that you were completely powerless to the other woman, your cunt on full display.

Cipher got down from her chair, stalking her way over to you with a crawl. You shivered and let out a whimper as her digits ghosted across your pussy lips. Her lips twisted into a sadistic grin as she began to push her entire fist into your core. Your toes curled and your body spasmed as you slowly took her entire hand.

“Oh God FUCK CI ma’am God—!!” You cried out.

“Darling… you sound sinfully delicious…”

You wanted to pass out her hand felt so good sheethed inside you.

“What…? Did you think we were done…?” She wickedly cooed, sending a fresh wave arousal to both of your cores and making your pussy walls clench around her fist.

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i-write-sometimes-maybe · 11 months

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Show Me Off- Lady Lesso x EverTeacherReader!

Synopsis: You just wanted to dance.

Warnings: Angst but I make it better, whore is used but not in a good way, nothing really too bad. But lmk if I missed any!

Word Count: 3k

A/n: I LOVE THE NICKNAME I PUT IN THIS SO PLEASE ENJOY. okay I really wanted to get something else out for you guys, and I wanted it to be smut but I don’t have the motivation for smut unfortunately 😩. But I hope you guys enjoy this one! Reblogs, likes, and comments are all welcomed!

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You were making your finishing touches on your gown in the mirror, making sure every detail was perfect and every thread was in the right place.

You were so focused on the task at hand that you didn't even notice Lesso watching you, admiring you in the mirror. She adored you, and you looked stunning in the dress you chose.

She came up behind you, wrapping her arms around your waist, "You look ravishing tonight, darling." She planted a kiss on your neck.

You turned in her arms, it was your turn to admire her. The fitted suit she chose was one of your favorites, the all-black three-piece suit looked so good on her.

"Thank you, love. You look as exquisite as ever." You gave her a quick peck on the lips, to not ruin your lipstick or transfer it to her.

"Are you nearly ready? We don't want to be late, we are chaperones after all." Though she was a little bit excited for this ball, well, excited to go with you, she still hated the objective of being a chaperone.

"I'm ready, there's nothing else I need but you." She smiled and placed another kiss on your lips.

You wrapped your hands around her arm as you left her quarters towards the event, you could barely contain your excitement. You thought that this was finally your time to show her off, to finally say that you're with the one and only Dean of Evil.

But you had thought wrong.

You could hear the start of the orchestra as you turned down the ballroom corridor when Lesso shrugged you off her. Confusion instantly overtook you.

"What-" Your confusion increased tenfold when her steps increased in pace. "What are you doing?"

Lesso turned back with a look that said it was clearly obvious, "You know we can't be seen that closely." The way she said that so nonchalantly brought you many feelings, and none of them were good.

"But I thought," Tears begin filling your eyes, but you can't cry. You can't ruin your makeup, so you shook your head to shun them away. "I thought tonight was when we could finally come clean and be seen together in public." It came out much more questioning than you intended.

"Please, you know it's strictly forbidden for us to be close in public." She turned back around and continued on.

There's no way that this was that easy for her. That she can say that and not feel even the slightest tinge of guilt.

"Fine." Strictly forbidden, what foolishness. She acts as if she's not the one to create these rules.

Your heart felt heavy and your bottom lip quivered slightly, knowing you'd have to enter the ballroom alone. You didn't even want to be there anymore, not after that. You contemplated turning back to your quarters for a solid minute.

But you had already put so much time into your look, plus you were expected to be a chaperone.

So, after watching your love walk away from you, she didn't even wait for you to be a little bit behind her. You continued on with your soul weighing on you like stone.

You just couldn't understand it, the way her demeanor entirely flipped threw you off. You wrapped your arms around you to ease the coldness you suddenly felt.

As you entered the elegantly decorated ballroom, themed perfectly for the celebration of the summer solstice, the doing of Dovey no doubt, you couldn't help but look around.

Each of the decorations were catching your eye, especially the colorful flowers she has expertly spaced around the room. But something dark caught your eye, like it did every time.

Lesso was standing off in the corner, her soft features nowhere to be found, with a drink in hand. You desperately wanted to walk over to her and have her wrap her arms around you or pull you on the dance floor, but you couldn't.

Lesso had finally spotted you, sending you a smile that only you would ever be able to detect. Lesso became confused herself when you didn't even attempt to return the smile, your smile was one of her favorite things.

You looked away from her and continued on, your arms falling to your side as you made your way to Professor Dovey and Professor Anemone. If she was going to barricade herself in her Never space, then you're left to be in your Ever space.

Right away, Anemone could tell something was off with you. She was your greatest friend, so of course she could clearly tell that there was something wrong when your excitement was nowhere to be found, especially when you've been excited for this ball for weeks.

"Dear, what's the matter?" She placed her hand on your elbow as she guided you away from Dovey.

"Nothing," You attempted to pass off the lie while trying so hard to not glance in Lesso's direction. "Everything is alright."

"Okay, well, I know that's not true so let's try that one more time." Yeah, she knew you well.

Everything about you deflated, your smile and posture but especially your tone, "I don't really wanna talk about it, okay? So, can we drop it and focus on the kids?" Whatever was bothering you was bad enough that you didn't open up about it, so she knew it wasn't good.

"Would you like to dance? I know I'm not your 'secret girlfriend' but maybe it'll cheer you up?" It was a lie, she knew who your secret girlfriend was.

She wasn't thick, after all, and once that sentence escaped her she realized what was going on. Anemone saw how you hadn't even looked at Lesso yet so she knew that must be at least a part of the reason.

A small smile came to your face, "Sure, why not." You said as you grabbed onto her now extended hand.

The timing couldn't have been more right as a new song had just begun when you both made it to the center of the ballroom.

All the students cleared some space as they saw you two coming. You ignored the feeling of all the eyes on you as you began dancing with her, and you could tell that there wasn't one person not watching.

You focused on each of the movements and the sound of each instrument as you both gracefully moved across the room. Both of your semi-puffy dresses move elegantly with you. The breeze increased as you both twirled and spun around the ballroom floor.

As the song came to an end, another one was soon to play, and you slowed to a small shuffle. You rested your face on her shoulder, facing away from her but in a way to speak so only she could hear, "Thank you for this, Emma."

Just as you finished your sentence and before Emma even had a chance to respond, an exasperated-looking Lesso came storming towards you both.

She didn't slow but she grabbed your arm and pulled you from Anemone in a swift move, causing you to move with her.

Lesso kept moving, walking you towards the terrace, "What are you doing?!" You tried pulling your arm from her, but you didn't try hard enough.

"I don't appreciate you being all over Emma, acting like some common whore."

You instantly stopped moving once you heard her words and crossed onto the outside terrace, a scoff escaped you, one of disbelief and disrespect, and you ripped your arm back, "I beg your pardon?!"

"There's no need for you to be all over that woman when you're simply dancing with her." She crossed her arms.

She really doesn't get it, does she?

"Emma is my friend! And we were only dancing! Where'd you get the audacity-" Your sadness began to shift to anger.

She cut you off, "Oh, please! You-"

You cut her off this time, not willing to feed her delusion, "If the image of me dancing with another is so unbearable, then you gain the courage to do so instead!"

"You know we can't do that!"

"No, we can! You just don't want to! Your reputation is far more important to you than I!"

Lesso couldn't believe a statement like that came from you, sure that kind of thing would've been expected by anyone else once they heard she was in a relationship, but not you, "That is not true."

"Really? Because, I have yet to see anything that suggests otherwise," Your tears returned. "You- you. You play into my desire of finally being able to be seen with you, only for you to tear it apart and quite literally throw me aside. Just so you can keep your spotless Never appearance." The tears finally escaped, falling effortlessly down your face and effectively ruining your makeup.

"That's, not what I meant to do," Lesso hasn't realized how much she had fucked up until this moment.

A humorless scoff came from you once more, "That's all you have to say for yourself? Not even an apology? Wow." You started turning back into the ballroom.

She stopped you with a hand on your arm, "No, darling, wait!"

You stopped, but not in the way she hoped, "No! You simply can't fix this with an 'I'm sorry', okay? Figure this out on your own." You pulled your arm back again and continued onto the ballroom.

You entered again but had no intentions of staying.

Everyone kind of paused when they saw you re-enter with tears streaming down your face, a stunned Lesso standing in her spot on the Terrace. Of course, they had all witnessed her pulling you away and watched on curiously, but they hadn't expected you to return in tears. Especially Anemone and Dovey, the two being the most stunned as their eyes followed you out of the ballroom and then redirected to Lesso.

Lesso was used to having all eyes on her, but not like this. As she walked back to the corner she was previously perched in, everyone eyed her down. It only lasted a second before she made it clear that she was still the Dean of Evil, and everyone realized that now may not be a good time to piss her off.

Dovey gave her a pointed look, one that clearly says there will be a discussion about what occurred, but Lesso couldn't bring herself to care. Not when she was too preoccupied with wondering how and what you were doing.

The answer? Not good and currently staring at the wall with dried tears on your face.

You knew you shouldn't be reacting in such a way, but you also couldn't help it. The way Leo just threw you off her and walked away without as much as looking at you, how she called you a whore for dancing with your friend. The worst part was this was entirely avoidable.

You didn't want to dance with Emma, you wanted to dance with her. You didn't want to be in the middle of the room with all eyes on you, you wanted to be in the privacy of her quarters while laying in her arms.

Eventually, after who knows how long, you got tired of sulking. You brought yourself to get changed into your pajamas and wash your face from your mess of what was once makeup. You just wanted this day to be over with.

Time crept on for the both of you, you thought sleep may help and attempted it, but failed. And Lesso tried slipping out the side of the ballroom but got caught by various people.

For every toss and turn you made in your bed, was one meter closer Lesso got to the door. She was getting close to hexing the entire ballroom before she just started shoving people out of her way with her cane to leave.

Lesso had no idea how it got so out of hand. Of course, she didn't realize just how much she was hurting you by keeping the both of you a secret, though it wasn't much of a secret. Not after tonight at least.

She continued on to your quarters, she knew you'd be nowhere else. The only annoying part about that is your quarters are on the opposite end of the school than hers is, so she had a whole journey to herself. One that allowed to realize just what she's done.

By this time, you had already shoved your face into the pillow from frustration. It was undoubtedly due to many things but you liked to blame it only on your difficulty sleeping.

Just as you sat up to get a glass of water, there was a knock at your door. You didn't have to open it to know who was standing on the other side, the pattern of the sound telling you exactly who it was.

A part of you was thrilled that she came back, back to you. But the other part wanted her to stay away.

"Go away." You spoke out, not making any attempts to move in any way.

"Starlight, it's me." You nearly burst into tears at the nickname.

She thought it fit you perfectly, not only because of your love for the stars and all things space, but because your Leo always said, 'Your eyes sparkle more than the stars, my little Starlight.'

"I know it is." Your heart kept screaming at you to at least see her.

"I came to apologize. I understand you're upset with me, and you don't have to forgive me, but can I at least look at you when I do?" For the first time tonight, you heard genuine emotion from her.

You couldn't hold back anymore, your heart won out. What an Ever thing to do.

You stayed silent as you walked to your door and opened it. The once put-together Dean was now standing in front of you, hair disheveled and emotions coating her face.

Lesso was taken aback by your appearance, not that it was bad, just not what she was expecting. She thought you'd still be all dressed up, not ready for bed with a tear-stained face. She messed up big time.

"Well?" Your voice snapped her back into the situation.

"Star, I'm sorry. I really am," She snuck past you and into your quarters, and if you had any energy, you would've attempted to stop her. "You were right about me wanting to maintain my reputation, but you were wrong that it's more important than you." You silently shut your door and turned to meet her in the middle of your room.

And for a moment, neither of you spoke. Just the looks being shared. You just looked at her, feeling many things.

She placed her hand on your cheek as your lip quivered, "My beautiful Starlight," Her thumb started brushing against your cheek. "I am sorry."

Your heart screamed for you to forgive her, but your mind told you to say what you want to say. And you decided on that.

"I guess you don't get it then?" She gave you a questioning look. "The way you just toss me aside made me feel utterly useless. And then, you call me a whore and you expect me to just pass over that? I get you're sorry, and you should be, but I'm not going to forgive you just because you say that."

Oh.

You can tell by the look on her face, she finally gets it.

"My darling girl, words can't even begin to explain how sorry I am. I fucked up, I know. I want to take it back but I can't. But what I can do is, from now on no more hiding. No more sneaking or lies. I'm done with that."

Your eyes filled with hope, "You promise?"

"I promise you, darling. From this moment on, no more hiding. Just us against the world, together." She pushed some of your hair back behind your ear.

A small smile came to your face, "Thank you, and I'm sorry I reacted so strongly. I was just really looking forward to tonight."

"You have nothing to apologize for, Star. You were simply reacting. What were you looking forward to, darling? Chaperoning?" Lesso knew you liked your job, but she didn't think you liked it that much.

"No, I, I just wanted to dance with you." The way that sentence escaped your lips, so soft and broken, made Lesso's heart lurch, she couldn't believe it.

She made her beautiful and fragile flower wilt, and she knew it was all because of her.

She reached her hand out towards you, and you looked at it curiously before looking back at her, "What-"

She didn't let you finish, "Let's dance, Starlight."

"But I'm not-"

"Right here, right now, just us. No need for fancy clothes or anyone watching."

The sweet, soft, and warm smile that Lesso has come to know and love, finally came to your face. The very one she's been wanting to see all night.

You finally accepted her hand, and when you did she stepped closer to you and placed her other hand on your waist.

You followed each step she made, soft grins spread across both of your faces as you easily moved around your quarters.

"There's no music," You pointed out.

"That is true. But who said you must have music to dance?" She rhetorically asked as she pulled your arm above your head and began to spin you.

The silence that filled the space was a comfortable one. Once you came back around again, you looked between her eyes. It was plain as day, the admiration she had for you. Whether you saw it or not was entirely different.

"Thank you for this, Leo." You moved to rest your head on her shoulder, your steps never ceasing, with your face nuzzled into her neck.

"Anything for my Starlight."

This. This is all you wanted.

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iamnotoriginalphil · 1 year

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So Pretty (Leonora Lesso x Reader)

Synopsis: Lady Lesso has a problem and you are the cause

Words:1.7k

Warnings: mentions of blood, choking

You were such a pretty picture. That’s what Lesso would tell herself when she realised she was staring at you. That was the point of beauty, to draw the eye. Who was she to deny her own nature?

That didn’t stop the way your laughter seemed to haunt her. Or how the brush of your fingers along her the back of her chair replayed in her mind for weeks. Or the way your gaze felt heavy on her in a way no one else’s did.

She had to do something about the way you seemed to have crawled under her skin like a bug.

Cane tapping with each footsteps, students tripped over themselves to get out of her way. She put it down to the murder in her eyes, and in her heart. She haunted the halls, hunting you down with a single mindedness unmatched by anyone.

She shouldn’t have been surprised, finding you practically waltzing through the shelves of books in the library. Your finger ran along the spines of the leather-bound tomes, your voice sweet as you murmured to yourself. She allowed herself a moment to watch you without your knowledge, thinking of all the ways she’d convince you to be done with the curse you’d so clearly placed upon her.

And then you turned, catching her in the act. The smile that bloomed over your face was slow, as if you knew you had all the time in the world. She let the glower fall back into place, waiting for the spark of terror in your eyes.

It never came.

“Lady Lesso, this is a pleasant surprise.” She hated how even your voice was like a caress of silk across her skin. It made her need to suppress a shiver.

She didn’t bother with a response, stalking towards you. You only blinked, the smile firmly on your face and if she wasn’t mistaken she thought she could see the flicker of interest behind your eyes. Your teeth sunk into your bottom lip and she had to bite back a moan.

Her grip on your wrist was tight and she dragged you away, far from prying eyes. No one needed to know someone had managed to curse her. No one had to be aware there were chinks in her armour.

Your continued silence only served to infuriate her further. You asked no questions, nor protested as she dragged you into a secluded corner of the accursed library. Hidden in a shadowy corner she finally released you, only to shove the end of her cane to the centre of your chest, keeping you pinned to the wall like the beautiful butterfly you were.

“You will remove it now or I won’t be answerable for my actions,” she all but growled at you.

You blinked up at her, looking more bemused than scared.

“Remove what?”

“Don’t act coy, you know what you’ve done.” She shoved the cane once, hoping it would bruise that pretty skin of yours. How she loved bruises.

“I would love to be of service to you but I truly have no idea what you’re talking about,” you replied, as calm as ever. She could have screamed.

“I am not one to be trifled with, little one,” she said, voice growing dangerously low.

Lowering the cane she stalked forward, wrapping her hand around the pretty column of your neck. She could feel your pulse thrumming under her thumb, slow and steady, as if you were having no more than a pleasant conversation with a colleague. She wondered what it would be like to sink her teeth in, the coppery twang of your blood on her tongue.

“I aim only to please,” you said, murmured, whispered.

“Remove this curse you’ve placed on me and I may let you live.” She ignored the waver in her voice as your large eyes almost sparkled in the barely there light. Your eyelashes fluttered and she felt stricken.

“Curse?” She hated how wonderful the word sounded on your lips, soft and sweet, as if it was something to crave.

“Yes, curse,” she snapped, hoping to cover up the way she wanted to consume you. Her fingers tightened on your neck and for the first time she felt your pulse jump. A wolfish smile spread over her face.

“I have not placed a curse on you,” you said, “perhaps you have the wrong person.”

“I don’t.” Her thumb traced over the beat of your blood. Your neck arched under her touch and your eyelids lowered.

“I would never dare,” you said, the note of your voice changing. Breathless, reverent, desperate.

She drew closer, eyes sweeping over you. You were watching her from under eyelashes, chest heaving, hands pressing back against the wall behind you. She squeezed her hand, watching your careful control abandoning you.

“Then why do I feel like this?” she hissed.

“Like what?”

Your fingers brushed against her waist, causing her to freeze. Her heart felt as if it was in her throat and she had to bite back on a groan. She wanted those fingers trailing along her bare skin. She caught your hand, pinning it to the wall to keep you from touching her further, cane clattering to the floor.

“Like I’m going mad.”

Her nose skimmed along the skin of your jaw. She heard your breath hitch and a small whimper fell from those pretty lips she’d spent so much time watching. The way you smelt like roses and rotted leaves and winter snow made her grit her teeth. She was sure you tasted sweet, like the pomegranate that doomed Persephone.

“Lift this damned curse,” she said, “let me go.”

“I’ve done nothing to you,” you replied, “I swear it.”

Her tongue darted out, tasting your skin. You gasped, your only free hand jumping to her hip, and she could not tell if you wanted to push her away or pull her closer. Your pulse was hummingbird fast under her thumb and she was sure your blood would look so pretty spilled all over your skin.

“You’ve caused this,” she growled in your ear, grinning when your fingers tightened on her, shivering under her touch.

She nipped at your jaw, revelling in the sigh falling from your lips. You turned your head, eyes smouldering and dark. She froze, not sure what you were doing, no longer feeling as in control. With one look you were making her come undone.

“Oh, this is all you,” you breathed.

You lunged forward, lips pressing to hers. She pressed you back against the wall, teeth sinking into your bottom lip until she tasted your blood. You whimpered, hauling her closer. She’d been right. There was no sweeter taste than you.

And yet she still felt as if she was going insane. She thought getting a taste of you would sate her need but all she wanted was more. She kissed you harder, deeper, swallowing each moan. You met her kiss for kiss, only fuelling the fire in her chest.

She pushed one of her legs between yours, pressing against you until you whined. It was music to her ears, the noises she was causing you to make. She wondered how many more she was yet to discover. She had time to find out.

Then your hand slid around, grasping her ass, pulling her more insistently against you. The press of your body was making her head spin, every soft curve and sharp edge right there for the taking. Your lips were trailing down her neck, making her heart flutter until your teeth sunk in. A surprising strangled noise came from the back of her throat and her fingers tightened on the long column of your neck.

Pushing you off her, she let herself watch you for a moment. Your lips were swollen, you were panting for breath and your eyes were glazed. She’d never seen such a pretty picture than you when ruined. She could spend the rest of eternity taking you apart and putting you back together, only to do it all over again.

“This must be a curse,” she ground out from between clenched teeth, “it has to be.”

“Or maybe you just like me,” you said with barely any breath.

“I’m evil, little one, we don’t like people like the princesses do,” she snarled.

You looked up at her from under lowered eyelashes again, only now she could see the bruises forming on your skin from underneath her hand. Her breath caught in her chest as your teeth sunk into your lip, and despite having just done that herself, she wanted to do it again.

She was worried she would never have enough of you.

“This doesn’t feel like princesses say it does,” you said, “this feels much less wholesome.”

“Don’t tell me what it feels like,” she snarled.

She wasn’t expecting you to move lightning fast, knocking her hands from your body and pushing her back against the wall. She gasped, eyes widening. Your fingertips trailed over the skin of her neck before you cupped her cheek. Her eyes fluttered close as she felt your lips ghost over the shell over her ear.

“You make me feel as if I’m going insane, too.”

You kissed her like she was the oxygen you breathed, the water you drunk, as if you hungered and she was the only thing that could sate you. She groaned, her arms coming up around you, hands pressing into your spine to keep you close. There was nothing she could do but kiss you like you were everything.

You stepped back, leaving her gasping for breath, off kilter and unsteady. She reached out to you but you merely chuckled, taking her hand and pressing a kiss to the back of it, as if you were from the other school. She hated the way it made her heart beat faster.

“Come, Lady Lesso,” you said, “we both have classes to teach.”

“To hell with them.”

She grasped your wrist, hauling you back to her. Your laughter made her feel lighter and she cut it off with a kiss, not needed to investigate that feeling at the current moment. Your moans were so much prettier to her ears.

You were such a pretty picture and she was going to keep you.

#lady lesso x reader #lady lesso imagine #lady lesso #leonora lesso x reader #leonora lesso imagine

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merci-bitch · 1 year

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Charlize’s characters being jealous?

Hi!!

Well, what can I say. 😺

Warning(s): NSFW mentions, mentions of death, jealousy, semi public, PDA, possessiveness

Also, not my gifs! Credit goes to whoever made them ! <3

Lady Lesso

- Yikes

- Girl is possessive

- If you do it on purpose.

- I’ll come to your funeral.

- She will go feral. I mean crazy

- Lesso isn’t bitching around

- Don’t fuck with her

- Again, if you decide to play wicked and do it on purpose, she will kick your arse. ;)

- She will show you, who you belong to.

- She won’t play nice

- Lesso doesn’t play nice with bratty little girls 👀

- She will not let you walk properly for weeks

- She will make it her own personal mission.

- If it wasn’t on purpose that certain person suddenly goes missing.

- She doesn’t know what you’re talking about.

- She will still take you to bed, make sure you know who you belong to.

- Girl ain’t sharing one bit of you.

Andy

- To be fair

- I’ve seen people say she doesn’t get jealous

- Course she does

- She’s just lived so long it doesn’t effect her as much as perhaps Lesso

- She will be a little, perhaps colder in her behaviour

- She will pull you closer to herself

- Perhaps wrap her arm around you

- She trusts you, and trusts you won’t do anything to hurt her

- Cause she can’t handle another heartbreak

- She might be a little feisty. But not too much because she trusts you with her heart

Elaine Markinson

- She’s similar to Lesso

- Only she will backfire it

- If she notices that you’re doing it on purpose

- She will make you jealous

- Elaine doesn’t take shit

- She takes what she wants

- When she wants

- Daddy’s blue ribbon girl

- If you wanna act like a brat?

- Go ahead. See how fun it is

- Cause if you’re doing it purpose, she will give you your punishment in a whole other way

- Cold shoulder

- Call you a slut perhaps 🤷🏼‍♀️

- If you’re not doing it on purpose, she’ll be all handsy.

- Make you sit in her lap

- Whisper filth in your ear

- Her hands on your thighs and hips, occasionally giving a squeeze

- She would, without doubt, make out with you in front of anyone who’s a much as tries to steal you from her

- Telling them to fuck off as she openly asks you if she should take you home for a good fuck

Charlotte Field

- Now she does get jealous.

- Charlotte was used to you getting jealous from when she used to chat with the Canadian prime minister

- She loved the thrill of it

- Sex was amazing - quote from Ms. Field.

- But when it’s her?

- She gets pouty.

- Perhaps a little insecure

- Even though girl loads of confidence

- She’s always scared of losing you because of her job

- She doesn’t always have those 5 minutes to be affectionate

- Margret will always spoil your plan

- If you intend to do it on purpose, she will know

- She will try to backfire it , sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn’t

- She doesn’t like to jealous

- Doesn’t like to be teased

- Girl is desperate

- She’s bossy af

- Loves when you’re jealous though

- Loves to tease you about it

- Cause she knows you will flip on her

- Sex was amazing - Ms. Field.

Clea Strange

- Well

- Is it possible?

- I think, if you’re trying to do it on purpose, she’ll find it amusing

- I don’t think Clea is the jealous type like that

- I don’t really think she will act out on it

- Perhaps she’d still give you a little reminder

- If you’re in a relationship with both Clea and Stephen, S will get jealous

- Again, I don’t think Clea is the jealous type

Mavis Gary

- Be prepared to die

- Ask Marri

- No but she will go crazy

- She’s already in such a bad place mentally that she wouldn’t be able to handle it

- And it’s so sad

- Because she’s a teasing type

- She just doesn’t have the energy for it

- She will feel broken by it

- But if she’s in a better state mentally, and knows you’re only doing it to get a rise in her

- Boy are you in for a night

- I think she would go crazy

- On you

- In you

- She will threaten you

- Tease you

- Leave you on edge

- Too bad you got yourself in this position in the first place 🤷🏼‍♀️

Lorraine Broughton

- Honestly, if we’re thinking outside the box and adding her American self

- I think she would be like Clea

- Find it amusing

- She will still get jealous, perhaps a more quiet jealous until you’re alone

- If she trusts you, knows you, loves you

- I think she would find it rather amusing , knowing she could leave you weak with just a simple touch

- She will be all smug about it before she takes you home

- Absolutely rails you

- Perhaps in your more normal way, just more teasing

- She doesn’t need to tell you who you belong to

- She will make you voice it

- Aftercare is bomb, cuddles

Cipher

- Tough cookie

- Well

- Do I have to explain?

- She’s got big dick energy

- Either beg for forgiveness or prepare to DIE

- Girl ain’t having it

- Choose your death

1. Choked to death

2. Shot in the head

3. Begging on your knees before her

- If it wasn’t your fault

- She would jsut kill the person

- Honestly

- She doesn’t give a shit 😭

- But if you need a reminder ?

- Well.

- GOOD LUCK PAHAHAH

Ravenna

- Eh

- Don’t

- Don’t even try to make the Queen jealous

- If it’s before the second movie, she will threaten to take your beauty for herself

- Seeing the dear fear in your eyes

- She loves it

- Gets her going

- That knowing smirk on her lips

- She just have to raise her eyebrow at you

- Daring you to continue

- It’ll leave you a mess for days

- Second movie

- Love is illegal because sis girl is trying to be special

- It’ll be more fun

- Cause you can get away with it more

- It pisses Ravenna off because she can’t go take you now and then

- In secret she’ll have you wish you could beg for mercy

- Freya asking why you seem sick or injured

- Ravenna sitting in the back, biting down her own grin

#ask #lady lesso x reader #charlotte field x reader #andromache of scythia x reader #clea strange x reader #lorriane broughton x reader #queen ravenna x reader #cipher x reader #elaine markinson x reader #mavis gary x reader

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itzvintagevibez · 9 months

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hi!! could i please ask for leonara lesso prompt 1 please? thank you! :)

yes, and i apologize for the late post

Lady Leonora Lesso x Female!Student!Reader

Prompt 1 - "Eyes Up Here, Ever." Lady Leonora Lesso Prompts

It's been three months. Each one more drastic than the other. There have been numerous rumours circulating about the dean of evil and a particular student pulling practical jokes on one another. At first, the joke was small and simple, the dean would make insults about an ever student by the name, Y/n Y/l/n. The insults were nothing more than comments about her clothing saying that it was either too revealing or not revealing enough and about the ever girl's hair saying that it was either too messy or too neat. Y/n wasn't really triggered by these words till a day came when the dean thought it would be hilarious to ruin Y/n's favourite dress.

At this point, Y/n reached her breaking point. She was upset with the grinning dean, and she moved quickly to exact retribution. Y/n secretly added a serum to the dean's tea during her lunch break. She took a sip and immediately felt her tongue start to burn as if she had sipped directly from a spicy condiment. She violently slapped her fist against the table in anguish as she trembled. She drenched herself entirely by pouring milk, white, and every other liquid she could get her hands on onto her tongue. The professors and students were all taken aback and perplexed by her antics until Y/n's laughing broke the tension in the room.

Then that's when it began, the pranks. Everyday it was either the dean would pranks Y/n in the morning then Y/n would get her revenge at lunch. Everyone was quite shocked by their foolish fights but also confused as to why the dean hadn't taken the ever girl to the doom room, which is where she takes all her students who crossed her. However, the had to admit that the stupid pranks the two would throw at each other were quite entertaining. The Nevers would cheer for their dean whenever, she played her game and occasionally helped her. The Evers on the other hand would be Y/n's cheerleader and support her silly game with the dean. Even Professor Dovey was supportive of Y/n. She saw it as good beating evil once again and would encourage the Ever students to assist her if required.

From making Lady Lesso's renowned red hair pink for a full week to limiting Y/n to only hearing the dean's name when she talked. Their jokes continued growing funnier, stranger, and crazier. Up until the day Y/n transformed into a gecko so she could enter the dean's bedroom covertly. When she arrived, she proceeded to the dean's wardrobe, which was stocked with her clothing. The sound of a door opening and closing stopped her from taking on her human form. The dean was wrapped in a black towel and standing outside her bathroom, her wet red hair falling flat.

Fortunately, Y/n was still in her gecko form, so the dean couldn't see her admiring how wonderfully the sun's rays reflected off her half-naked body. The dean massaged her arms and legs with lotion as she sat on her queen-sized bed. She was about to remove her towel till she stopped, looking around the room. Y/n was horrified; to say she was frightened would be an understatement. She was afraid because of how the dean's gaze scoured the room even though she was in her gecko shape. She saw her, right? She couldn't have because geckos are rather small animals, making it impossible for anyone to have noticed her. Later, the dean's gaze landed on her wardrobe, and she started to move slowly in that direction. What the fuck?! Y/n thought.

Now the dean was standing right in front of her wardrobe. Y/n was underneath it trying her best to not make a single sound or it might attract the dean's attention not that the dean would know it was her in the gecko form but then her prank wouldn't be able to be done. The dean was about to open her closet till she heard the sound of glass breaking. The dean noticed her kitten, Minerva, examining the broken vase to her left. "Minerva, you've broken my favourite vase twice now; just because I can use magic to fix it doesn't mean you should carelessly obliterate it." She spoke. Caring her cat into arms, she fixed her vase before walking away into her lounge room while still half-naked. I never knew, Lady Lesso had a cat, interesting. Y/n thought.

Y/n emerged from hiding shortly after taking on her human form. She opened the dean's closet and used her magic to make them disappear, replacing them with an outfit she had personal made for the dean to wear. It wasn't anything bad or ugly but merely sexy. The fact that the dean barely altered her dress yet had the nerve to make fun of Y/n for her attire kind of irked her. Therefore, Y/n made sure that the dean would have no choice but to wear one of her outfits as retaliation for her criticisms on her attire and destruction of her favourite dress. "Now try and comment on my attire," Y/n muttered under her breath.

As the dean's voice grew louder and louder, Y/n shut the dean's closet, transformed into a dove, and flew out the window to return to the school of good. The dean yelled her name angrily as she was flying away. Y/n merely grinned to herself before moving on. Upon entering her bedroom, Y/n grinned joyously to herself as she climbed into her bathtub. When she emerged from the bathroom, she noticed that her hair was red, but not just any red—it was the same shade of red as the dean's hair. Her earlier smirk had turned into utter terror. Fuck you, Lesso! She said to herself. Opening her closest, she collapsed totally. All of her clothes were replaced with replicas of the dean's clothes. There was even a cane that matched hers. I've been bamboozled. Y/n thought to herself.

When the bell rang, breakfast could officially begin. Since the dean made it apparent with the multiple copies that it was all Y/n would be wearing, she had no choice but to transform into a little version of Lady Lesso for the day or even for several weeks. Indignantly carrying the cane, Y/n stormed out of her bedroom and along the hallways. Although she couldn't see it, Y/n appeared to the other students to be a little version of Lady Lesso, given that the dean was generally angry when she was around. Everyone in the dining hall, including the dean, who had a grin on her face, focused on Y/n as she entered.

Instead of stomping over to the dean to confront her about taking all of her valued clothing, Y/n looked down at the dean's apparel and noticed that she was wearing the clothes Y/n had left for her. The dean looked down and saw that Y/n was staring at her attire, which made her enraged. This was Y/n's chance to sneer. The dean promptly got up from her seat and approached the one student who was trying to flee despite wearing the dean's 3 inch heels. The dean seized Y/n's arm and teleported to her room using magic while holding onto Y/n. The moment they got there, the ever spat a fit and shoved the dean's hand away from her arm.

Y/n had the opportunity to observe the dean in person and get a good look at how the dean appeared dressed. She appeared gorgeous. She wore Y/n's dress that hugged her hips and displayed all of her curves. The dean's long, lovely legs were seen due to the high thigh cut. Not to mention that Y/n could see her breasts almost in full view. The thought of them between her lips made her heart hurt and her knees unbearable since they appeared so round and plump. "Eyes up there, Ever." Lady Lesso said. They both turned to look at each other. When Y/n noticed the dean's sneer, she had to finally admit that it made her heart skip a beat and her folds slightly moisten. "Do you like the view?" she asked.

Because she didn't want to give in just yet, Y/n bit her bottom lip to keep from uttering the obscene noises she so strongly wanted to. The dean reflected in a nearby mirror, "You know, I think I was wrong about you, your style is quite alright," she said. She carried on about how attractive I'd look if I wore that outfit and how desirable I'd look out of it, "I wonder how sexy this will make you look, don't you agree?" She stated, looking at me with a relaxed expression as if she hadn't just seduced me, "But anyways, I should be heading to teach my lessons and you should be heading to your school."

The dean used her magic to transfer the ever to her appropriate school before Y/n had a chance to object to departing. Y/n finds herself in bed with a duvet and blanket covering her when she opens her eyes in surprise. Everything was all a dream, a filthy dream. "What the hell!" she yelled while shoving a pillow into her face from behind her head. "I've been screwed!" No one other than her wife was able to take the pillow out of her hands. "Love, why are you shouting at this hour of the morning?" "Leonora, in my dream I almost got fucked by you! Up until I woke up, the good stuff was about to happen." Y/n voiced their displeasure.

Leonora responded by rolling her eyes. "If you cuddle me, then I'll give you the best fucking of your life." "Really?" Y/n questioned. "Definitely, even better than what the dream version of me could have done." "Okay." Y/n relaxed in her wife's arms and encircled her waist with her own. "You know, I was a smaller version of you in my dream." said Y/n. Her wife was perplexed and questioned, "What?" "Yeah, I was completely dressed like you, even had the same shade of hair like you and shoes, even had the cane!" The redheaded woman only grinned at her wife as she rambled on about her dream. I'm relieved I married this moron. As she continued to hear her wife's story, Leonora grinned to herself.

WHAT LADY LESSO WAS SORTA WEARING;

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hxzxrdous · 11 months

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The School for Good and Evil

Platonic Lady Lesso x Clarissa Dovey x reader

TW: None, I was in a goofy and silly mood when I wrote this

CLOSE YOUR EYES

(This gif made me cackle)

The creaking of the wooden bed filled the air as you settled in, all ready for sleep. However, your tranquility was abruptly shattered by the distinct sound of heels clicking and a cane rhythmically tapping against the floor. Before you could fully comprehend the situation, Lady Lesso burst into your dorm room unannounced. Without uttering a word, she grabbed you by the hand and pulled you with her as she walked down the hallway in silence.

Confusion laced your voice as you tried to comprehend the direction in which you were being taken. It soon became evident that your destination was the infamous Doom Room. You had heard whispers about this ominous chamber, but what had you done to deserve such punishment? Could it be your grades? "Ma'am?"

"Silence, child," Lady Lesso hissed through clenched teeth as she swung open the door to the Doom Room, promptly seating you upon a chair positioned on the elevated podium. As you surveyed your surroundings, your eyes locked onto the two chairs placed in front of you. The room itself was adorned with an array of weapons, their ominous presence sending shivers down your spine. You nervously swallowed, anticipating what awaited you.

Yet, nothing could have prepared you for what unfolded next.

The dean of the neighboring School for Good, located just across the bridge, entered the room, clutching a blanket and a bag. The evil dean coughed awkwardly, casting an assessing gaze in your direction.

"Dovey told me about a certain incident that occurred in the clearing during lunch, when she was on duty," Lady Lesso spoke, her words tinged with a mix of apprehension and concern. Her eyes roamed around you, taking in every detail.

Your eyes widened, realization dawning upon you. This was because you fainted from the lack of sleep the other day? Were both deans planning to punish you for displaying weakness?

"I'm really sorry," you blurted out, shaking your head in an attempt to convey your remorse.

Silence!" Lady Lesso snapped, her voice cutting through the air with a sharpness that demanded your immediate compliance. After a brief moment, she sighed, as if momentarily relenting. "Before you continue babbling, let me finish," she continued, her tone now carrying a touch of weariness. "Dovey informed me that prior to your arrival to this... hallowed institution, you relied on something called ASMR, on some sort of device to help you sleep every night."

Her voice softened as she spoke, revealing a rare glimpse of understanding. However, her stern demeanor quickly returned. "We are all well aware that improper sleep will lead to students not performing their best. This, in turn, increases the likelihood of the forces of Good triumphing over Evil yet another year," she explained, her words laced with a sense of gravity. Meanwhile, Professor Dovey stepped forward, presenting you with the blanket, her expression conveying a mixture of compassion and concern.

"So, let me make it clear that I am not undertaking this task for your sake," Lady Lesso declared, her voice regaining its steely resolve. "I am doing it for myself, for the sake of maintaining our standards of excellence. And... if you tell anyone, you'll win yourself a second trip to the Doom Room."

You watched in confusion as Professor Dovey retrieved a book from her bag, placing it in Lady Lesso's hands. Lady Lesso began tapping her silver-painted nails against the book's cover, displaying a touch of exasperation. "This is ridiculous. Why don't people simply read th-" she began, but her words were swiftly interrupted by Dovey. "Just do it, Leonora," Dovey interjected, her tone firm yet gentle. The good dean turned her attention back to you, offering a warm smile as she assisted you in wrapping a soft blanket around yourself. The soothing scent of lavender wafted from the fabric, instantly calming your senses. Returning her focus to the bag, Dovey delicately produced a glass slipper. "I borrowed this from Cinderella," she whispered softly. "I'm not sure about your fashion preferences, being a Never, but I believe it's quite beautiful." Dovey knelt in front of you, bringing the glass slipper closer so you could examine it more closely. "It's difficult to fully appreciate its sparkle in this dark room," Dovey murmured, redirecting your gaze to Lady Lesso, who continued tapping on the book behind Dovey. "You have a talent for this, ma'am. ASMR seems to be your secret skill," you confessed, feeling a blush color your cheeks. "Is that so?" Lady Lesso furrowed her eyebrows, momentarily taken aback, before clearing her throat. "Well, I suppose I excel at many things," she stated, lifting her head with pride and opening the book, slowly flipping through its pages. Meanwhile, the other dean settled into the second chair, tapping the glass slipper lightly. "I hope Cinderella won't be upset if it gets stained," Dovey whispered softly to herself. Carefully, she returned the slipper to the bag and repositioned her chair closer to you. "May I touch your hair, dear?" she asked, her voice gentle and kind. You pondered for a moment before nodding in agreement. Slowly, Dovey began stroking your hair, her touch gentle and soothing. The good dean's whispering voice was barely audible, but as Lady Lesso began to read from the book, you discovered that Lesso's whispered words were the one that were the epitome of calmness. Her voice had a silvery quality to it, with just the right amount of hoarseness and breathiness to suit your taste. "You can close your eyes, sweetheart. Don't resist it," Dovey whispered, her hand caressing your cheek. Soon you began to drift off to sleep when you felt being lifted up by one of them. You sleepily leaned your head on their neck.

"I can't possibly carry her up the stairs to her dorm, Leonora," Dovey whispered, her hand gently resting atop your head. "Let's take her to my chambers instead. It's just this way," Lady Lesso responded in hushed tones. Before long, you found yourself lying upon a comfortable bed, the softness enveloping you. The sound of their conversation drifted into your sleepy consciousness. "Now, where's the kiss you promised me, for doing this, Rissa?" Lady Lesso's voice carried through the hallway outside the room.

#lady lesso #lady lesso x reader #leonora lesso #leonora lesso x reader #the school for good and evil #sge #sge netflix #sge fanfiction #lady lesso x clarissa dovey #clarissa dovey #clarissa dovey x reader #professor dovey #professor dovey x reader #dovesso

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farahtissaiamyloves · 7 months

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Hii, This is my first time asking for a request! If your not taking requests please ignore this. I love your writing by the way! <3 lady lesso x reader, I was wondering if you could do a part 2 Of im not a child anymore. Maybe they would have to hide there relationship. And lesso being head over heels for the reader. TY<3

I'm not a child anymore - part 2

Hi !!! Thanks for doing this request. I hope to receive more of your wonderful ideas in the future:)

Part 1

It was not entirely forbidden.

Both of you were evil and professors. However, in order for your relationship to be considered appropriate, you needed time.

Time that both of you were tired of giving.

It was one of the only times you considered your special ability as a true gift.

You could wait for her to walk through a deserted corridor and sneak up to her from behind.

You didn't know how, but Leonora always seemed to know wherever you were to tackle her and was fast enough to grab you and press you against the wall.

The redhead through the years of her education had taken lots of height, resulting in her looming over you.

" Naughty girls need to be punished. " She would whisper sensually before kissing you senseless and then lead you to the closest of your chambers.

You were the oldest, but it was clear as day who was wearing the pants in your relationship.

Leonora was over the moon.

She had been dreaming about it for ages, you sitting on her lap, you playing with her hair, you kissing her cheek, you still asleep (preferably naked) in her arms.

She wanted everything.

EVERYTHING from you.

The innocent and the dirty things.

She wanted to be able to wrap her hand around your waist, showing off to everyone.

She wanted to be able to gaze at you lovingly whenever you disciplined a student with a little more violence than necessary.

How much did Leonora love watching you asserting your dominance (on other people's expense) or you using violence.

You were the angel of darkness (literally, that's what everybody called you), yet Leonora wouldn't hesitate a single second to name you the goddess of beauty, as she found you prettier than the night sky itself.

You were both in love. So in love.

And you were both forced to hide it. Hide your mutual attraction, and your flirtatious little comments needed to be greatly diminished, especially with either the dean of good or Leonora's 'friend', aka Clarissa Dovey.

One day, both you and Leonora decided to take a walk around the castle grounds, under the protection of the night and the magnificent moonlight, creating such a unique and romantic atmosphere.

You were leaning against her right arm, half asleep because the previous night you slept for approximately one hour (the dean of good forced you to stay awake, claiming that she suspected one of your students was stealing from one of hers - she was so disappointed when she was proven wrong).

Leonora had placed her hand in a way to allow you to lean on her while also propelling you forward.

You yawned, closing your eyes and allowing your secret girlfriend to walk you around.

Leonora kissed the top of your head, continuing walking but changing direction.

" Where are we going ? " You asked too lazy - and bored - to open your eyes.

" We are going to put you back to bed. " Leonora half laughed, not able to understand how you were unable to even think.

You hummed, wrapping your hands around her waist and resting your head on her shoulder. " I see... "

There was long silence while Leonora was making sure that neither of you was going to fall off.

" Will you sleep with me ? Please ? " You whined, kissing her shoulder-blade.

Leonora patted your back and left a kick kiss on your forehead. " You know that you don't even have to ask. "

You made a celebrating sound before stopping abruptly. Leonora immediately followed suit.

You pointed at her right. " I think your friend Dovey is hiding there. "

The never professor raised an eyebrow. " It can't be, she's not very fond of walking around the school at night. "

" LEONORA FUCKING LESSO. YOU ARE VERY WELL AWARE THAT ALL OF US ARE FORBIDDEN TO BRING OUR LOVERS IN SCHOOL GROUNDS, MUCH MORE DURING THE SCHOOL YEAR. YOU INSOLE- " Dovey stopped midsentence realizing who was in Leonora's hands.

You turned to face her - still glued on your lover's body. " You done ? "

Clarissa swallowed hard. She was - for a first time in a really long while - speechless.

" Well, if that's the case, then I better go to bed. You, evers, wasted enough of my time with your stupid ideas and even more useless and boring opinions. " You waved her off, turning your back at her.

Leonora smirked, interlocking your hands together as she waved mockingly goodbye to Clarissa.

" Oh, before I forgot. Mention anything of this to your annoying Dean, and you will suddenly lose your ability to breathe. " You added like it was no big deal.

Little Dovey was slowly tearing up. Both you and Leonora had graduated which meant...

The girl turned around and practically run back to the school for good.

Little did she know that both of you and your lover were laughing your asses at the sight of her disheveled state.

#charlize theron #lady lesso x reader #school for good and evil movie #the school of good and evil #lady leonora lesso #lady leonora lesso x reader #leonora lesso #lbgqt #leonora lesso x reader #school for good and evil

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bunniebubbleswrites · 1 year

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Omggg i love your writing please do more motherly lesso x f reader like the last one if its possible xx

More Than You Know

Mother Figure! Lady Lesso x F! Reader

A/N: Gonna be honest this had been sitting in my inbox for months and I just now got around to finshing it bc school has been driving me insane but i'm back!

Warnings: None (Let me know if there are any though)

Words: 908

You didn’t know when it all started, the name-calling, the pushing, and shoving, but here you were throwing yourself against the wooden door of your dorm room. Your roommates had barricaded the door from the outside, so the only way out was the balcony and that drop no one, no matter how desperate, would try and risk.

You had thrown spells at the door and none of them had worked so you had resulted in brute force which was, at the current moment, not working. Your breathing was heavy and the entirety of your right arm was bleeding just slightly due to the small splinters that came from the decaying wooden door.

You could feel the tears pricking at your eyes, you weren’t getting out of your dorm room anytime soon.

“Fuck,” You picked up one of your textbooks that had been haphazardly tossed onto your bed and threw it full force at the door in front of you. “Fuck them all”

You kicked the door with full force letting the tears escape your eyes and roll down your cheeks. The impact from the kick left you sitting on the floor. You were tired, tired of it all. At this point, you didn’t want to try anymore. You knew about the whispers and how everyone was talking behind your back, but you could never confirm it.

You moved to lean against your bedpost and pulled your knees to your chest and buried your face into your knees. You were a Never, you weren’t supposed to be crying over this. All you wanted was for someone to hold you and tell you everything would be alright.

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Lesso looked around the theater of tales and she saw all her students, all of them but you. Clarissa had started to talk. She hid her worry, if you didn’t show up she’d do and check on you after the fact.

The assembly went on but you never showed up so as soon as the students were dismissed for lunch Lesso went to turn on her heel but Clarissa stopped her.

“Lesso, we both know what’s been going on. You should go find her.” Clarissa gave Lesso a kind smile as she turned on her heel and left the theater. How did she always know?

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You had been sitting on the floor for who knows how long. The sound of students rushing back to their dorms to grab something they had forgotten but never once had it been you. No one had realized they’d forgotten you.

You wiped your wet cheeks off with your sleeve and pulled yourself up and sat down on your bed. You rested your elbows on your knees and just stared down at your shoes because there really was no point in trying to get out of your room at this point.

The sound of heels moving in sync with a cane hitting the floor made you perk up. If Lesso found you like this, who knows what she would do. The sound grew closer and closer until it stopped right outside your door. The doorknob moved a few times before the lock was blasted open.

You were met face to face with the Dean of The School for Evil and you didn’t know how to explain yourself.

“Lady Lesso I-” You tried to get some words out but she silenced you with just a look. She walked further into your room and she shut the door behind her.

“Okay,” Lesso’s voice came out softer than it should have.” Tell me what's been going on.”

“Well, um.. I’m being bullied and my roommates they, they-” You tried to hold back your sobs but you just couldn’t. Lesso’s arm wrapped itself around your shoulder and pulled into a side hug. You wrapped both your arms around her waist and you cried.

The arm that was previously wrapped around your shoulders found its way to your hair and Lesso’s hand gently stroked the top of your head.

“It’s not okay that your roommates locked you in here, and it’s not okay that everyone has been saying things about you behind your back.” Lesso’s voice spoke out after a few minutes. You pulled back and looked up at her.

Her hand came up to your cheek and wiped off what was left of your tears. Her hand lingered there for a moment.

“Your roommates are in for some serious punishment, you don’t have to go to the rest of your classes today if you don’t want to, but I want you to know that my office door is always open to you and only you.” Lesso’s hand left your cheek as you nodded and wiped away the stains the tears had left behind. Lesso got up off the bed and went to go leave but you stopped her just before her hand made contact with the doorknob

“Lady Lesso,” Lesso turned her over her shoulder to look at you. “Thank you, for everything.” You gave her your usual bubbly smile and she gave you a small one back. How could someone like you be a never.

“You’re welcome (Y/N).” She turned back around and left the room. You let yourself plop down on the bed already feeling so much better. You loved Lesso like a mom and you hoped she loved you like a daughter, because you were right. She did. She cares about you more than you know.

#lady lesso #the school for good and evil #the school for good and evil fanfic #lady leonora lesso x reader #lady lesso x reader

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the3v1lqueen · 1 year

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♡All I Want For Christmas is You♡

✨First post✨

Lesso x Reader (Holliday fanfic)

Word count: 1600ish

Fluff :3

“Come on Leo, it’s Christmas” I pleaded, leaning against the door to her office.

She didn’t look up from the pile of papers she was grading ruthlessly. “Too much to do, kitten.”

I rolled my eyes and let out a long sigh. I stood there, tapping my foot on the floor, arms crossed. Then I smirked as a genius idea came to my head.

I ran outside into the cold winter air, snow falling ever so delicately onto my eyelashes. I scooped a handful of snow and molded it into a ball. I hurried back inside and back to Lesso’s office, leaving a puddle behind me as the snow melted in my hands. I made it to Lesso’s office with the soggy snowball and she was still buried deep in her papers. I let it fly through the air, exploding onto the crown of her head. It melted into her luscious red curls and she raised her head to meet my eyes slowly.

“Oh, if that’s the game you want to play,” she smirked.

She chased me through the hallways, her trench coat unbuttoned and flaring behind her. I could hear the click-clack of her heels as she trailed behind me. It amazed me how fast this woman could run in heels. I flung open the doors to the outside and quickly rushed to grab a handful of snow to defend myself from Lesso’s wrath. But before I could stand up, I felt a cold explosion of snow against my neck. The cold water crept underneath my shirt and made me shiver.

“That’s just cruel,” I shouted and Lesso cackled evilly.

“I warned you princess. Evil doesn’t play nice.”

I turned around to quickly chuck another snowball right back at her. It splattered on her face and she glared at me maliciously. Soon we were battling in a war of flying flurries.

By the time our energy had been expended, we were both covered in snow and dying of laughter. I had made the mistake of not wearing a coat nor gloves and began to tremble in the cold. Lady Lesso sensed my discomfort and threw her coat around me. I tugged at the edges of the coat, clutching it tighter to my body to absorb the warmth it provided.

“Let’s get you inside before you freeze, darling,” she voiced with a tone of concern, wrapping her arm around my shoulders. She guided me back into the castle and led me up the stairs and into her personal quarters. When we entered the dark and gloomy room, Lesso snapped her fingers, and the fireplace lit. We descended to sit by it and I watched the flames flicker and lick the air. I began to relax and my head fell against Lesso’s shoulder. Leaning against her, I let out a long sigh. I noticed that Leonora’s finger, which rested on her lap, began to glow with emotion. That hand then gently rose to brush the hair out of my face, and the other wrapped around my waist, hugging me closer. She kissed my forehead and then rested her head atop mine. Together we watched the fire in its tango, the logs as its dance floor.

I gasped and Lady Lesso raised her head and mine shot up shortly after.

“We should decorate a tree,” I exclaimed.

“No,” she snarled, ”the last thing I want is to contaminate my room with Christmas cheer ”.

“We can use dark and creepy ornaments instead of colorful and sparkly ones,” I suggested.

Lesso shrugged her shoulders. “Alright, fine. But I don’t have a tree”.

“Then we’ll get one,” I stated

“Where,” Lesso chuckled, “the campus for the school for evil has no trees”.

I approached the window and glanced over the snowy outdoor landscape of the school for good.

“Then we’ll get one from over there,” I stated.

I pressed my finger against the window singling out a tree. “That one”.

“You mean to say we’re going to cross over to the good school, which is against all rules, chop down one of their trees and carry it all the way back here,” Lesso laughed.

I turned from the window to face her.

She raised an eyebrow and stopped laughing, “oh you’re serious”.

She ran over to me and grasped my shoulders tightly, and locked her eyes with mine. “Y/N, you are insane and I love you for it.”

I smiled, and my cheeks flushed scarlet.

“Alright, let's go,” Lesso commanded, throwing on another one of her coats and snatching her cane.

“Don’t you want your jacket back,” I began.

“No, you wear it, it looks good on you,” she said, winking.

The Evers, all tucked away indoors away from the cold, didn’t see Lesso and I as we crossed the bridge to their campus. We approached the tree I had selected from the window with axes in hand. With ferocity, we swung our axes at the trunk. A loud crack sounded, and the tree folded forward, collapsing to the ground, and covering Leonora and I in a cloud of snow.

With mischievous smiles on our faces, we lifted the tree to our shoulders and began to haul it back across the bridge.

We jumped when we heard a voice yell, “What are you doing Lesso?”

It was Dovey. I looked back at Lesso

“Run,” she mouthed.

And so we sprinted across the bridge, snow in our eyes. The tree bounced on our shoulders, and needles fell everywhere. Once back in her quarters, we dropped the tree and I collapsed onto her bed, struggling to catch my breath. Leo however wasn’t even the slightest bit worn out. Using her magic, she aligned the tree to stand upright by her desk. Her gaze turned to me and she chuckled.

“Tired from a little running princess,” she purred. “Oh no, do you not have the energy to decorate? What a shame,” she teased, with a dramatic pout on her lips.

“No, Lesso, we’re going to decorate,” I said springing from the bed. “Be right back”. I ran out of her quarters and ran through the school to my dorm. I rummaged through the clutter underneath my bed until I found a small cardboard box.

I burst through Leo’s doors and startled her. “You’re back,” she stated.

“With decorations,” I exclaimed with jazz hands.

Lesso rolled her eyes.

I knelt on the floor and carefully opened the box. Lesso stood behind me and rested her warm hands on my shoulders, leaning over to see what was in the box.

I took out a sparkly black garland made of black down and crow feathers as well as a string of black LED lights. I stood with the decorations, and Lesso’s hands fell away. I handed her one end of the lights and I took the other and we spun around the tree, wrapping the lights. We did the same with the garland. I went back to the box and extracted some very menacing, sharp black ornaments. Lesso wrapped her hand around mine as I hooked the first ornament onto one of the tree’s furry branches. Lesso then took a couple of ornaments out of the box and hung them where she saw fit.

I went back to the box and saw there was only one ornament left.

“Here’s the tree topper,” I exclaimed. It had two bulbs and a cone-like point with an intricate silver design painted on it. It almost looked like the tip of a baroque tower.

“Well come on now, you’ve got to put it up there,” Lesso stated.

She wrapped her hands snugly around my waist and lifted me up into the air with her strong arms, just high enough that I could reach the top of the tree. I secured the topper onto an upright branch.

“Alright, done”.

Lesso gently lowered me and I turned around to face her in excitement.

“Now let’s turn it on,” I squealed.

She chuckled, amused by my enthusiasm.

I ran over and plugged the cord of lights into the outlet behind the desk.

Then I stood beside Lesso, admiring the tree which twinkled in black brilliance.

“It’s beautiful,” Lesso murmured, a sparkle in her eyes.

“Not as beautiful as you,” I uttered, turning towards her to study her gorgeous expression. She turned to face me, the light made her skin glow and illuminated how magnificently sharp her jawline was. Her lips curled ever so slightly into a warm smile and her eyes fluttered.

“I don’t think my beauty could ever compare to the fairness of your heart, my dear,” Lesso began, raising her hand to my face, delicately stroking my cheek with her long, smooth nails. “Thank you for a lovely Christmas, Y/N.”

Leonora gracefully brought her other hand around my waist and hugged me close to her so that I was forced to look up into her glistening green eyes. I was blushing uncontrollably. Her eyes closed and she leaned toward me to brush her soft lips against mine. I brought our lips to interlock. The kiss was delicate, sweet, and special nonetheless. Sleighbells jingled outdoors and stars twinkled in the night sky. What a lovely Christmas it was indeed.

#leonora lesso #lady lesso #charlize theron #lady lesso x reader #lady leonora lesso #sge #the school for good and evil #sge netflix #holiday season

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danveration · 2 years

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Feelings and Bad Dreams

Parring: Lady Lesso x reader

Summary: You have a bad dream and seek Lesso for comfort

Warnings: Nightmares, anxiety, mention of paranoia due to anxiety

A/n: i’ve never actually posted a fic on here before but i desperately needed something to help me sleep so i wrote this and decided to share it! btw the writing isn’t the best because i wrote this in like 10 minutes without really thinking😭

You woke up with a gasp, anxiety filling your body as you remember the horrible nightmare you had.

You looked around your room while gripping the blanket, it was dark, probably only about 2am. Paranoia began to kick in. God you hated anxiety. Being alone only made it worse.

After 5 minutes of anxiously looking around and trying to stop your heart from racing, you decided that this would only lead to more of a panic.

Lady Lesso would be able to calm you down, you were always so comforted around her.

Taking the covers off your body, you got off the bed. Crossing your bedroom floor and softly opening the door, walking down the hallway and stopping once you reach her door.

Standing at her door, you fidgeted with your fingers, overthinking the whole situation. What if she thought you were weird for not being able to handle this on your own? What if she was too tired and didn’t want to be woken up? What if-

As your mind went on, the more of a panic you went into. You quickly knocked on the door. Waiting about a minute, nobody answered the door. Putting your hand on the nob, you twisted and walked in, closing the door behind you.

Walking over to the bed, you see her. She was sleeping peacefully, you looked at her face and you already felt ten times better. She was wearing a dark grey t-shirt and light grey sweatpants.

“Um.. Lesso?” You whispered as you stood next to her bed.

The anxiety was coming back and you just really wanted to sleep. Getting overwhelmed, you said her name a little louder.

“Lesso!”

She stirred awake and she looked around in confusion, blinking several times. Finally, her eyes landed on you and adjusted to the dark.

“Y/n? Love, what are you doing awake at this time? Is something wrong?” She questioned.

You looked at her and got slightly embarrassed of the whole situation, hoping she wouldn’t make fun of you or anything.

“I uh, had a bad dream. You were the first thing that came to mind for comfort.” You said. When you said that her eyes softened even more then they already were.

“Hey it’s alright. Come here.” She said as she opened the blankets next to her.

“A-are you sure? I don’t want you to feel obligated or anything-“ You say.

“Hey now, none of that. I’m happy that I bring you comfort. It makes me feel..” She leads on but shakes her head, “Anyways just come here, sweetface.”

You blush a bit at the name she called you, and climbed into her bed, snuggling close to her, she drapes the blanket back over you both and then protectively wraps her arms around you from under the covers.

The memory of the nightmare seemed to fade away. Now all that’s left is a fuzzy feeling all over, feeling at peace. She was warm and smelt nice, her red hair tickling at your cheek.

“Lesso?” You said. She hummed in question.

“Um, I just wanna say thank you. You know, for being so kind to me when I first arrived and continuing to be so. You mean a lot to me and I just.. feel really safe around you.”

Lesso didn’t know what to say, she wasn’t ever someone that was a comfort to others. Nobody has ever said that to her before. The truth is, when she first met you she also felt a huge comfort in you too. It scared her but also she loved it.

“Y/n I.. thank you. And of course. You’re special to me, so I would like to make you feel special.” She responds and looks down at you. You look up at her and smile.

“Now let’s get some sleep, yes?” She says.

“Yeah that’s a good idea.” You say, sleepily. You move around a little and then finally feel totally comfortable, sighing in contentment.

You fall asleep quickly, Lady Lesso looks at you asleep all nuzzled into her, warm, with a slight smile on your face as you slept. She feels butterflies in her stomach, the good kind.

“Goodnight, Y/n.” She whispers.

Soon after, she also fell asleep comfortably.

Little did both of you know, this just sparked a new habit that the two of you would have. Either she sleeps with you in her bed, or the other way around. Some of the students and teachers even “ship” the two of you, because of how much you time you spend together. You’d both laugh it off but secretly hope the other felt the same way. You had to teach Lesso what a “ship” meant. It was adorable.

#the school for good and evil #lady lesso #lady lesso x reader #lady leonora lesso #lady lesso imagine #lady leonora lesso x reader #charlize theron #my works

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queenramondasidechick · 2 years

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Dark lady lesso x wife reader

*summary you thought your wife lesso was cheating on you so you decided to follow her once it was midnight but you made a grace mistake about what you had discovered.

*Warning blood tourtres weapons Stockholm syndrome manipulation gaslighting .

*y/n pov

It was against the rules for nevers and evers to be together but me and lesso kept our relationship secret the only person who knew about it was dovey but she kept it quiet since she was lesso best friend and was happy for us. A few years have passed and we have first years entering the schools and lesso has been distant from me even though she's the dean of evil and mostly stays at the other school while I'm at the good school It still hurts my heart. I walked around the school of evil looking for lesso as the kids gave me looks but they knew better than to disrespect me since I work along with dovey and lesso. I entered one of the classrooms where I saw Sophie I gave her a smile before walking up to teacher Manley. Excuse me have you seen lesso around I held my breath taking a step back well no but if you want you stay here as long as you like he said giving a disgusting smirk before I could answer back the hits of a cane hit the floor. She will not be staying here for as long as she likes! I flipped my head to see lesso behind me wrapping strong arms around my waist before pulling me out of the room. what are you doing here princess ?! I-i was looking for you I couldn't find you I mumble lesso gave me a soft look before picking me up in a bride style walking to her room. The smell of her clothes had a different scent like blood and perfume. She's cheating on me no she can't be I don't even know what to think anymore

Darling I have to go they called a meeting I'll be back she kissed my head before leaving I decided to follow her I slowly slid through the door walking quiet and slowly as possible i then waited by a wall from across her as I watched her Open this big metal door and close it behind her. I heard a male voice from behind the door grunts and screams coming from the door and that's when I lost it after everything I did for her! The amount of times we made love together she's go behind my fucking back! I opened the door wide enough to walk in and what I saw made me rethink my whole life as if I was just dreaming I saw weapons a whip and an axe and teacher Manley was strapped to the chair bloodied fingers missing. I looked at lesso her suit was covered in blood and she had an axe in her. Y/n what are you doing here?! She dropped the axe walking towards me and I backed away in fear i-i-i thought you were cheating on me I stutter. I would never cheat on you I am deeply in love with you. Her blood hand grips my face by kissing me in a passionate yet with a rough kiss while her other hand finds its way around my throat. I moaned holding her strong hands as she let go I wanted this to be a surprise that you wouldn't find out but now that you did I think you need punishment later . She walked back to the bloodied axe I watched as she walked towards him as he begged not to kill him something inside of me wanted to be bursted out but I couldn't feel the feeling but got twitchy and sick she had cut his head clean off as it rolled to the floor she removed the chains off the now dead body. Kicking it aside she sat down in the chair man spreading as she pulled out a cigarette lighting it by putting her lips letting out a big smoke. Come sit down princess I was frozen in fear my chest flowing up and down I won't ask again. Sit down! The base her voice made walk over and sit on her lap as her other hand gripped my ass. You can't tell anyone about this dove and if you do I might have to punish you and you know I hate hurting you. I nodded in fear as I tapped my thigh as a signal to get off her lap. I left the room as she cleaned up the dead body and blood I ran down the hall before rushing into our bedroom vomiting my guts out my pale skin was cold as Ice but I knew I couldn't tell anybody I also didn't want lesso to go. I walked back to the bed curling up in the sheets sobbing into the pillows as I shook like a freezing animal in the cold. I felt the bed get heavy and an arm wrapped around my stomach soothing my cries. Was this my actual wife for years the one who always protected me cared for me when I was sick?! I'm forever married to this killer..

Part 2 coming soon

#lady lesso x reader #dark lady lesso #sge netflix #professor dovey #lady lesso #leonora lesso #leonora lesso x clarissa dovey #leonora lesso x reader

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 8 months

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Can you do Lady Lesso with prompt 12?

Sure, anon! Thank you for the request!! I took this opportunity to write some more Soft!Lesso 🥰 So, here’s some lovely fluff of Lesso and Girlfriend!Reader for you! 💞

Birthday Comfort ~Soft!Leonora Lesso xFem Girfriend!Teacher!Reader

Mommy… Masterlist

Requests & Prompt-List

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

Warnings: fluffy fluff fluff, implied anxiety, birthday anxiety, bad birthday experiences, little angst, crying, kissing, hugging, comforting, etc.

Enjoy (:

The more you got to know Leonora Lesso, the more you found out all the things she hated.

Parties, disruptive students, tickles, pda, and the list goes on and on…

But out of all the things that Lesso disliked, her birthday was by far the worst.

“Wait what…? What’s wrong with your birthday?” You quizzically asked the red head, when she had confessed her distain for the special day.

Leonora huffed, taking a moment to set her half graded papers aside.

“I just never had good experiences with that day.” She confessed, “My parents often made it a big deal, as way to manipulate me. Then when I came to the school, I was afraid to tell people. No one asked, no one knew… It’s just a reminder to me of how lonely it was.”

“Oh Leo… I’m so sorry…” you comforted the red head.

Her words made your heart ache for your girlfriend. And by her tone, you could tell it was a touchy subject, so you didn’t push it any further than that.

However, you did resolve that day, that you were going to do something about her not having any good experiences on her birthday…

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A couple months later, the dreaded day finally arrived…

Lesso woke up with a splitting headache. She winced in pain, getting up and getting herself some advil. She popped two little pills in her mouth and then made her way to her closet to get dressed.

Leonora knew since she lay in bed and her eyes had squinted open, what today was. She just did what she always did. Ignored her birthday. It was for the best, she always told herself.

Before she could enter her closet, you came knocking at her door. Lesso sighed at the distraction, but she had to admit, you as a distraction wasn’t too bad. The red head opened the door to you, letting you into her private quarters.

“Morning!” You chirped, giving Leonora a peck on the lips.

The woman blushed ever so slightly at the physical display of affection. She then grumbled a ‘morning’ back to you, before slowly going back to her previous efforts of getting her clothes for the day. She winced in pain once more.

“Headache…?” You immediately offered in comfort, knowing that look of pain on the red head well.

The woman nodded. As she stood at the door to the closet, Lesso couldn’t help but notice your apparent giddy and excited nature this morning. Your eyes were wide, you were bouncing on your heels, and you were nervously biting you lips.

“What’s up with you?” Lesso chuckled in light amusement, but also with a tone of skepticism.

“Ohh nothing…” you teased her with anticipation, trying to stifle your need to erupt in giggles and smiles, “How about you open your closet…?”

Lesso quirked her brow and then simply opened the door. She looked around for anything that might be out of place. Everything seemed untouched… Except for a one, black and brown, classy box, sitting on the middle of the closet floor.

“What’s this…?” Leonora asked, picking the box up and turning around to look at you quizzically.

“Your birthday present from me” you quipped with a light and happy shrug.

Lesso took a minute to process your words. She stared down at the wrapped gift box.

“I wanted to get you something… Please just open it…?” You explained in a softer voice.

She then nodded without words and began to open the box. Her hand slipped off the brown bow on the elegant black box, and she then opened the lid. The red head placed the box on her desk, then picking up the piece of clothing and holding it out in front of her, in order to get a look at it.

“Oh my…” A small gasp escaped Leonora’s lips as she stared at the fine, tailored trench coat in her hands. She placed it back in its box and said nothing. Her back was now faced to you, making you a little nervous as to what she thought about it.

“So… what do you think…?” You quietly asked.

After a minute, Leonora turned around. Her eyes were glossy as they met your gaze.

“…I’m... uh... speechless…” the redhead stammered.

A tear escaped her eye. You came up close to Leonora, taking her hands in your own.

“I just wanted you to have something nice, a good memory for your birthday…” you whispered.

More tears started to flow down the woman’s cheeks.

“Thank you…” she whispered.

Your own eyes started to tear up now.

“Of course.” You whispered back, tucking a stray strand of your girlfriends hair behind her ear.

Without warning, Leonora took you into a full embrace. For a second, you were shocked, but you quickly thawed out of alarm and snuggled yourself into the red head’s form.

“I love it…” Lesso confessed.

“I love you…” you responded.

“Love you too…” she whispered in response.

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engr4vedlesso · 1 year

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"My little Christmas tree.."

☆ Christmas Special~ ☆

《 1 line of fluff ♡

《 Kinda short.

《 Lesso in Christmas hat :)

I guess you could say Lesso wasnt a big fan of parties.. No, not at all.. Because her never students would cause chaos at some point leading to a lecture from dovey. What made it worse was that it was a Christmas party. Doesnt mean she wouldnt help to decorate.

"Cool, can I help decorate too?" She heard a familiar voice in the assembly hall, a voice of yours as she stepped inside to talk to Anemone.

"Ofcourse." Dovey said energetically clapping her hands she practically ran to the box taking out the fairy lights. "You can put up the lights, Anemone will help you." She said with a grin almost throwing the lights in your face. You saw a fairy in your face and lightly brushed it away as if it were a fly. It looked pissed off as it avoided the assault.

"Well, I'm sorry, but you're in my way." You said crossing my hands. He smilled and made a whistling sound with his two chibi fingers.

"What the-"

Even more fairies came floating around your figure and wrapping you up in Christmas lights. You glared at Dovey as she let out a laugh.

"Thanks, Clarissa." You walked towards Anemone with the fairy light hanging off your head and saw her talking to Lady Lesso. They both looked at you. Lady Lesso burst out in a laughing fit as she scanned you from head to toe in blinking lights.

"What's up my little Christmas tree.." Lady Lesso purred slightly crouching until you both were at eye level. "I could ask you the same Rudolph.." Her eye twitched at the new nickname.

"What made you come up with that name.." She asked biting back a hiss.

"What's up with your nose.." You smirked and suppressed a laugh.

"Yes, its bright red.." Anemone commented walking over to you to unwrap some of the Christmas lights from your body. A frown spoiled your face and she chuckled darkly after you said that, looking at you with pure sadism.

"Maybe I should tie a bow around that mouth of yours to keep it shut.." Lady Lesso hissed and turned around not before saying "But you look quite cute, so I dont want to ruin you." She made the sneaky remark and left not before ruffling your hair and smiling.

Your heart fluttered a bit at the comment, when Anemone got frustrated and pulled on the lights making you spin like a cyclone. Your eyes half lidded as you swayed side to side as if you were in a slow dance. Your hair kinda messed up.

Anemone took a hold of your face.

"These fairy lights wont hang up themselves.." she said sighing your eyes snapping onto hers with fatigue.

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iamnotoriginalphil · 1 year

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Steam in the Air (Leonora Lesso x Reader)

Synopsis: Lady Lesso catches you in the bath.

Words: 2.5k

Warnings: almost smut

You hummed in the quiet air, running a soft cloth over your skin. The water was warm, the bubbles still plentiful, and you had all the time in the world. The scent of roses and honeysuckle wafted in the steam. You closed your eyes, leaning back in the tub, enjoying the feeling of the water relaxing your muscles.

You enjoyed late night baths more than you cared to admit. No one else was waiting to use the bathing room and the warm water helped you sleep. It was pure bliss.

You ran the soft cloth over your skin again, humming a waltz you’d heard playing through the castle earlier that day. Most likely dance classes for the Evers. You missed dancing. All of that had stopped since coming to teach.

“Well, if this isn’t a nice surprise.”

You started up from the water. It sloshed, threatening to flood over the sides as your arms came up to cover yourself. Standing in the doorway, lips curling up in a smile, was the Dean for the School for Evil. Your cheeks heated.

Lady Lesso cut an imposing figure. Each step forward came with the tap of her cane, loud in the echoing chamber, drawing her closer to the bath. You watched as her eyes swept over you. You held your arms closer to you, her gaze almost becoming a physical caress against your bare skin.

“Here I was thinking it would be nice to bathe, only to find a pretty little present awaiting me,” she said, her smile turning wolfish.

“What are you…?” you began to ask before your voice petered out.

She kept her gaze on you as she lowered herself onto the bench at the side of the room, beside your clothes and towel. You felt the flush of embarrassment on you, all that earlier relaxation having fled you at the sound of her voice.

It would have been easier if any other teacher had found you. You could handle the embarrassment of Dovey walking in on you. Even Manley, god forbid. But Lesso was a whole other matter.

You found it impossible being in the same room as her without your cheeks heating up and a yearning beginning in your chest. Your craved her attention and spent too many hours wondering what it would be like to have her hands on your bare skin. Too much time spent wondering how she tasted and what your name would sound like falling from her lips in a moan.

To be found in such a compromising position by her had your heart beating wildly and your eyes widening. To have her making it clear she was not leaving only made it worse.

Her eyes slipped down your body again, lingering on your arms covering yourself. You watched her bring her cane up, fingers wrapping around the end, hitting her palm. It shocked you, the sound, and the heat in your cheeks became a roaring inferno.

“Don’t let me stop you.” Her voice was sin and smoke and temptation, “carry on with your bath, pet.”

“I, uh,” you stuttered out, “I think I’m done.”

“Ah, but you seemed to be enjoying it so,” she said, and you caught the twinkle in her eye. She was enjoying your discomfort.

“But you want to use it so…” You weren’t sure what to do.

She lent back, legs spreading just enough to make your mouth grow dry.

“Well then, be my guest,” she replied.

“Aren’t you… aren’t you going to turn around?” you asked but you already knew the answer.

“Now why would I do that?” she asked.

Her eyebrow quirked, raising the challenge. You felt stricken, not sure how to precede. On the one hand you didn’t want to stand up, to show her what was under the bubbles, but on the other you didn’t want to keep sitting there under her watchful gaze.

She tilted her chin up, keeping you under that watchful gaze. You sighed, standing, letting the water stream off your skin. You stepped out, doing your best to ignore the way her eyes darkened, leaning forward in interest as her gaze swept over your naked body. You grabbed the towel beside her on the bench, wrapping it around your body, hiding it from her lingering gaze.

You turned your back on her, feeling your heart thumping in your throat. You lent over the side of the bath, letting the water drain out. You watched it swirl down the drain, finding it easier to focus on that rather than the woman behind you. You were so aware of how exposed you’d been, how exposed you still were.

“I’m guessing you want it hot as hell,” you said, not even glancing over your shoulder.

You didn’t wait for her to answer, putting the plug back in and turning on the hot water. You turned, intending to grab your clothes and scurry out, only to find her already standing, towering over you.

“Aren’t you helpful,” she said.

You froze as her finger tips brushed along your bare shoulder, following along your collarbone. All you could do was watch as her tongue came out, licking along her finger, tasting the water droplets she’d picked up from your skin. She hummed, eyes closing with pleasure. You felt yourself flush, thighs clenching at the sound.

“I wonder if you taste this good all over,” she said, sin dripping from her voice.

You took a shaky step away from her, your body shouting at you to stay where you were. Her gaze darkened but she didn’t do anything to stop you as you walked back over to your clothes with every intention to grab them and scurry out of the room.

You heard the water shut off and you felt something shift within you. You turned, sitting down on the bench, the place she’d only just vacated. She turned, eyebrows raising when she saw you sitting there, watching her. You lifted your chin, daring her to question it.

“What are you doing, pet?” she asked.

“Enjoying myself.” You wouldn’t be able to tell anyone where your confidence had suddenly come from if you were asked. All you knew was you wanted to see what would happen if you didn’t back down to her. Not this time.

“Are you looking for a show?” The incredulity was palpable in her voice.

“Seems only fair,” you replied, crossing your legs.

She paused a moment then her hand, those long fingers that had been the cause of many a daydream, reached up and began to unbutton her coat. Your mouth grew dry as you watched her, not quite believing this was happening. She shucked the coat from her shoulders, throwing it towards you.

You caught it, her scent hitting you right in the face. Folding it, you laid it down carefully, not wanting to miss a moment of her undressing. This was like a moment straight out of your fantasies. You weren’t willing to give up on any chance to see her.

The waistcoat came next, flung down at your feet. She rolled her head, stretching her neck as her fingers worked on her tie. You couldn’t drag your eyes away from them, so long, so deft, so incredibly sexy. Your tongue ran along your bottom lip and her own eyes focused on it.

Each button lost from the shirt had you losing another little part of your sanity. The skin on show felt like a privilege, and the way she was staring at you was making you shift in your seat. It was as if she was waiting to devour you.

Each article of clothing lost made you breathless. She was a thing of beauty. Flawless in every way. Her confidence was astounding, the way she stood on display in front of you, not a trace of self consciousness in how she held herself. Her fingers trailed over her skin.

You didn’t think there was anything more glorious than a naked Lesso.

She stepped into the bath, elegant and surprisingly delicate, submerging her body in the water. You weren’t sure if you should stay now, but you couldn’t move. There was a naked Lesso in the room, looking at you like you’d wandered into her lair, and all you wanted to do was be at her mercy.

She lent back, eyes closing, and let out a soft sigh. Her arms were resting on the side of the tub, hands hanging over the side. You rose on silent feet, wanting to be close to her, wanting to see her in all her glory. Her eyes fluttered open, watching you approach.

“Are you that desperate for another look?” she asked, taking her time with her words.

Rather than answer, you let your towel drop to floor. Her look of surprise was gratifying. You stepped into the bath, doing your best to emulate her grace, not quite managing it. You lowered yourself, straddling her lap, wanting to touch every inch of her skin. Her hands settled on your hips and it was like you could breath again.

“I’d much rather have a taste,” you said, “fair’s fair.”

She surged forward, uncaring of the water sloshing in the tub. Her kiss was not a sweet thing, but rather fierce. It was demanding, insistent, making you squirm. You sighed into her mouth, fingers tangling in her hair, pressing together chest to chest. And she tasted like every bad decision you’d ever made and like every reward you’d ever gained. She was the apple that condemned Eve and you wanted to sink your teeth into her.

The touch of her bare skin against yours felt like temptation. So soft under you, making you gasp with your burning need. She chuckled into your mouth and you could feel it vibrating in her chest. You let your lips trail down her neck, tongue darting out to taste her skin. She made a soft noise, head tipping back as you traced patterns along her collarbone. Her fingers shifted from your hips to your thighs, running over your skin until your head spun.

You were happy to drown in her, to lose yourself to the feel of her, to give yourself over to her. Her eyes were closed as you continued to taste her, nipping at her skin. Her chuckle was low but warm, hands running up your spine. You sighed under her touch, taking your time to map out her body with your lips.

“Such a good little thing,” she murmured, “such a lovely mouth.”

She let you worship her, slow and steady, her fingertips running over your skin. You couldn’t stop yourself, determined to taste every inch of her before you were done. You’d spend the rest of your life showering reverence on her, dedicating your life to her pleasure. Whatever she wanted, you would do.

Your hands drifted down her sides, fingers brushing the swell of her breast. Her back arched towards you, a soft hum emanating from her chest. Softly, ghosting your touch over her, you let yourself finally cup her breasts. She let out a sigh, nails scraping down the length of your spine. Thumb beginning to circle her nipple, she quietly moaned.

“Lesso!”

Someone began to bang on the bathroom door. She let out a frustrated sigh, fingers stilling on your skin as her eyes fluttered open. You paused until she raised an eyebrow at her, letting you know to continue. Your teeth sunk into her shoulder, her fingers tightening on you.

“So good,” she said.

Your tongue soothed over your bite mark, feeling her relax again.

“Lesso!”

“Dovey,” she sighed, her voice coming out gravelly and it shouldn’t have been hot but you shifted on her lap.

“Lesso, I know you’re in there,” the other dean shouted through the door.

“I’m so sorry pet, I’ll just be a moment,” she said, but she didn’t push you off.

You kept up with your ministrations on her body, not interested in her conversation. Nothing mattered but her and her body and the way you could make her moan.

“What?” she shouted and maybe if you weren’t so close to her you wouldn’t have heard the note of breathlessness in her voice.

“Did you let your students run havoc in our Groom Room?” she demanded.

“Perhaps,” she called back, her hands beginning to rove over your back again.

You pinched at her nipple, finding the low moan in your ear thrilling. The taste of her was intoxicating and you couldn’t help yourself as you began to roll it between thumb and forefinger. Her eyes slipped closed.

“You can’t let them do that.” Dovey’s voice was growing shrill through the thick wooden door.

“Yes, yes, I know. It’s very evil,” she called back, almost lazy as she arched into your touch.

Your tongue swirled in the divot between her collarbones, lips chasing the water line as it bobbed against her chest. Her hands landed on your ass, pulling you more insistently against her, lips curling up when she felt you squirm.

“My students have nothing to wear,” she shouted, “I demand you come fix this.”

“Can’t you handle a simple childish prank?” she called back, pressing her thigh up against you. You made a small whimpering noise, trying to keep as quiet as possible.

“This is your mess to clean up,” she shouted.

“Apologies, pet,” she murmured, “it seems as if Dovey is unable to do a simple reversal on her own.”

She pulled you in, kissing you slow until you were melting against her. She let you go, pushing you off her lap, surprisingly soft, and stood from the bath. Water streamed off her body, and you were stunned. Your gaze swept over her again, that impulse to spend the next few hours mapping every inch with tongue coming back.

“Until next time,”

She stepped out of the bath, pulling the towel on the ground around her body. You sat in her still steaming bath water, watching as she roughly dried off, then pulled on her clothes. The disappointment settling in your stomach was heavy. She pulled the door open, towel draped over her arm, cane back in her hand.

“It is a sorry day for good when they come ask evil for help with something so simple,” she said, stepping outside.

The door closed behind her, muffled voices leaving you. You took a moment to work through the unfulfilled feeling sitting in your chest. Your body was calling out to her, wanting her back under your touch.

You climbed out of the tub, letting the water swirl down the drain. Turning, you looked down at the floor, searching before realisation hit.

“She took my fucking towel.”

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merci-bitch · 2 years

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The Coat Is Off

Lady Lesso x fem!reader

Warning(s): Not too detailed smut, teasing, it’s Lesso 🤷🏼‍♀️

A/N: My inbox certainly is overflowing !! Love to see it. And I haven’t ignored anyone ! I’m trying to start from an end and move my way towards the other haha. But it’s all good, keep em’ coming.

Not too long, and any mistakes are mine !

For once, if not for the first time you had a break during the day. In between classes. Well, it wasn’t really a break. You had stacks of paperwork to get through, and things to grade. It felt like a mountain that couldn’t get climbed. It was awfully tiring but it had to be done.

You didn’t hear the door open, neither did you hear the sound of a pair of heels clicking against the stone floor alongside a cane. Too focused in your writing. You bit your lip and got up from your desk to go trap the other stack of papers on the desk by the window, only to feel someone grab your wrist.

“Seems awfully rude to ignore me, doesn’t it?”

It was Lesso. A sly smirk on her face as her grip on your wrist tightened. Lesso used her other hand to move the hair from your shoulder and leaned in. She let her nose move alongside your neck. Her warm breath on your skin sent shivers down your spine.

“Lesso I-I really need to finish grading these pa-“

Lesso cut you off by shushing you. Moving up to cover your mouth with her finger. Her other hand moved from your wrist, moved up your thigh and then between your legs, cupping you in her hand. You let out a gasp in response. You gripped her hand and looked at her. She had that glint in her eyes. A cat like grin on her face as she moved even closer to you.

“I-I have to-“ She cut you off once again with a kiss. Cupping your face with both hands as the kiss became more demanding. She started walking you backwards, pushing you against the desk. Getting you to sit on top of it, and standing in between your legs. Her one hand moved down your body, down your thigh and lifted up your leg to wrap around her waist. Her kisses grew more hungry. You moved your head back for air, for her to move her kisses downwards. She started biting at your skin, causing you to hiss out in pleasure. Your hands gripped her forearms, then trying to push her coat off. It landing on the floor.

Her lips found yours once again as her hands moved to your waist. You felt her nails through your shirt. She bit your bottom lip and pulled it with her as she moved her head slightly back. You let out a breath as she did. You knew that familiar glint in her eyes. They were dark and hooded. You reached forward to undo the buttons on her vest only for her to swat your hands away from her.

“Nah uh. No touching.” She grinned.

You crossed your arms and pouted at her. Making her chuckle. “Come now, sweetheart. We both know you won’t be complaining in a few minutes.” She leaned in to kiss you again. Your arms still crossed but you let her. “Don’t ruin all the fun.”

“Well, it’s not fun if only you get to touch.”

“No? You wanna make a bet on that?” Lesso said with a smirk. Leaning in close again. Her nose touching yours. “I have papers to grade.” You started to move only to be stopped by a clawing hand. “You’re not going anywhere, little minx.” She purred. Sending shivers down your spine.

It took a while for her to coax you into it. Damn her, you thought. You should have seen this coming. It was Lesso for gods sake. The way she’d entered the classroom? You should have seen it. You should have known you’d end up with her hand covering your mouth as her hand worked wonders between your legs. Enough to make your eyes roll into the back of your head. Muffled moans and gasps coming from your throat as she continued to assault your neck with her mouth. Leaving enough bite marks for people to wonder if someone had actually tried to eat you. The muffled sounds of students from outside the door didn’t help either. The thrill it sent down your spine was proof of that.

The closer you got, the more cocky she got. The more filth she would whisper in your ear. Your on hand was holding onto her hand between your legs tightly, begging her not to stop moving it. You felt your thighs start to tremble. Your eyes making that roll once again as she hit that specific spot inside you. Her hand moving faster, alongside the biting at your jaw; hit a very good spot and suddenly you saw white. The whole world around you disappeared as you entered a moment of pure bliss. You ended up biting into her hand to contain your sounds. A single tear made its way down your cheek.

When she removed her hand you barely got time to catch your breath as your lips were covered by her own once more. A hand on your lower back pushing you closer to her. A moan came from both sides. The paperwork on your desk scattered around the floor completely forgotten. It wasn’t until a loud banging on the door ruined the moment.

“Oh dammit!” You hissed, starting to get off the desk but Lesso wasn’t moving. She staring daggers at the door. You couldn’t help but giggle. You kissed her cheek and pushed at her shoulders. “Get moving Lesso. We still have students to teach.”

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