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jelonkan · 1 year
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When they are heads of schools...
I feel very attacked in my sensitive spots...
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flameobitch · 3 months
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HEY HO, today is my birthday (I completely forgot about it) and in honor of this I want to show my New Year's calendar project!!!!
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cissyenthusiast010155 · 4 months
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Hi, I love your writing sm! I was wondering if you could do prompt 20 with lesso. Kinda thinking that lesso has a big crush on reader but doesn’t know how to show it. So she acts like a jerk bc she’s so bad at flirting. I just thought the prompt is totally fitting for her!
You Misunderstand Me, Baby ~Lady Lesso xFem Teacher!Reader
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Heyyy anon!! Thank you for the request, dear. I greatly appreciate them 🥰 So, here a little Lady Lesso fic to your ask. Hope you Enjoy! 💋🖤
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#20. “Then why are you such a constant asshole?!”
Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, semi-public sex, fingering, clit stimulation, implied oral, light teasing, fighting, light angry sex, etc.
Enjoy (;
“What’s your problem with me?”
“I don’t have a problem with you.”
“Yes you do.” You insisted.
“No I do not.”
Lesso practically snarled back, stalking towards you and pushing you up against the closed door of your classroom.
“Then why are you such a constant asshole?!” You exclaimed.
Lesso’s eyes widened but she gave no verbal response. Before you could say another word, the red head’s lips were on yours.
You gasped into the kiss, frozen. Lesso grabbed your waist and swiveled you back to your desk. She effectively trapped you in between her and your desk, while your kiss got more and more heated. Her lips warmed you back up, and you happily leaned in further to deepen the kiss.
Once out of breath, you pulled away from the woman.
“What the actual fuck Lesso??” You gasped and chuckled, placing a hand in front of your mouth in shock.
“Maybe I didn’t make myself clear…” the redhead purred wickedly.
Lesso picked you up and placed you on the edge of your desk with ease. You yelped as her cold fingers ran underneath your trousers and found your underwear line. With a quick snap, your panties broke. And the next thing you felt was the woman’s cold fingertips glazing over your wet folds. Your hips bucked forward into Lesso’s hand desperately.
“Oh fuck—!” You whimpered, “m-more please…!” You immediately pled with the woman.
“Want me to take you right here…?”
“Yes god yes please—”
Lesso smirked coyly at your words of consent and slid two of her fingers knuckle deep into your cunt with ease.
“Oooooooh fuck—!”
You lunged forward and grabbed into the woman’s shoulders with your hands for stability.
“F-ffaster Lesso please…!!”
Lesso happily obliged, fucking you at a newfound and brutal pace. Your hips buckle violently into the red head’s hand. Your mind started to get all fuzzy and cloud over.
“K-keep—oh god—going!” You exclaimed, your mouth hanging open with pleasure.
The whole desk was shaking at the quick paced fucking this woman was giving you. Lesso watched you intently, taking in every little reaction that she pulled from you.
“Put pressure on…shit—on my c-clit…!!” You gasped in desperation, continuing to sloppily rock your hips against Lesso’s hand.
Lesso hummed and placed her ring finger firmly against your clit. You let out an unabashed moan at this action, your hips jolting violently forward.
She continued her direct pursuit of your high, and the red head had you crashing over your climax in record time. You gasped for breath as your walls clenched around her fingers.
Lesso helped you down from your high, afterwards then slowly pulling out of you. She brought her coated fingers up to her lips, licking them clean right in front of you. You gulped. That brought a whole new wave of arousal in between your legs, even while you were still desperately recovering from your last high.
“That clear enough for you…?” She chuckled, still twirling her tongue teasingly around her fingers.
“I—yes!” You breathlessly exclaimed.
Your eyes followed the woman’s tongue in eagerness and need.
“But… maybe you can better explain it still…?”
Lesso smirked at your needy tone. She dropped to her knees and split your legs open with ease.
“With pleasure.” She purred wickedly.
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iamnotoriginalphil · 6 months
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Curled Up Together (Leonora Lesso x f!Reader)
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Synopsis: Sharing a bed with you was not something Lesso ever wanted to do.
Words: 2.4k
Warnings: Some swearing
Lesso was going to curse Dovey. There was no two ways about it. No one would be able to convince her otherwise because she had been dropped in her own personal version of hell and it was all Dovey’s fault.
You sighed and she froze. Eyes dragging down to you she felt her jaw clench. You were curled up on your side, facing towards her, and she had no idea how you were asleep. It seemed sharing a bed with the Dean for the School of Evil had no effect on you and it made her blood boil.
In the moonlight she could see the curve of your eyebrow, the shadows from your eyelashes on your cheek, the thin skin of your eyelids moving as you dreamt. You were heartbreakingly beautiful in sleep and you’d never know.
Dovey had done this. Dovey had forced the two of you to take the room together by her inability to be accommodating. Dovey was at fault for the absolute hell she was going through.
She couldn’t help but take another glance at you. Your lips were parted, looking entirely too tempting, and your breathing was even. She could feel the ghost of your breath on her shoulder. your body heat rolled towards her under the covers and suddenly it was hard for her to breathe. You were close enough to touch.
She rolled over, presenting her back to you, tugging on the covers to try and take more than her fair share. You made a small noise but that was it. Even in sleep you never fought back with her. You remained calm and still, letting her do as she wished until she tired herself out. It infuriated her. It intrigued her. She wanted more of it.
She felt you shuffle over the mattress. Your fingers brushed against her back and your breath ghosted over her neck. She froze again, hoping you would move away. You only shuffled closer, seeking out the warmth she had stolen from you.
Oh yes, this was all Dovey’s fault. Just because the leaking roof had displaced you both from your rooms over in the other school didn’t mean Dovey could shove you into a room together that happened to only have one bed. As if the pink frills weren’t enough. She was being tortured for an evil she had committed. That had to be what this was.
She practically jumped out of the bed when she felt your nose brush against the back of her neck. On the furtherest edge of the bed, she clung to the mattress to keep from toppling out all together, but she had to put some space between the two of you or she would go mad.
Dovey must have seen the way her eyes lingered on you whenever you were in the room. She must had heard the soft tone in her voice whenever your name came up. She must have watched the way she smiled when you talked to her.
Yes, this had to be some devious match making plan on the part of the other dean. There was no doubt about it. She probably thought she was doing the right thing, but was only making it worse. There was no way this ended well for anyone.
You hadn’t seemed to have noticed any of those things. You’d been oblivious to the way you snagged her attention, the way you occupied a different part of her brain to everyone else, the way you were special. You had no idea Leonora had a crush on you and she was hoping to keep it that way.
You grumbled something, shifting even closer to her warm body. She couldn’t move lest she fall out of the bed, but you were right there and just the brush of skin would make her head spin. Another grumble fell from your lips, ending in a sigh. You shifted again, giving her a little more room, but then you stilled.
“Am I pushing you out of the bed?” you asked, voice slurring from sleep.
“Not at all,” she replied stiffly.
“You’re about to fall out.”
Your hand shot out in the dark, snagging her wrist. You tugged and she let you pull her back onto the bed properly. With the other hand you rubbed at your eye. In the moonlight she’d never seen anything more beautiful than a sleep rumpled you.
“Did you steal all the covers?” you asked.
“Well, I am evil, love,” she said then immediately regretted the use of a pet name.
“Then I should have pushed you out of the bed.” Your lazy smile made her heart constrict painfully.
“You little demon,” she groused but there was no fire behind it. It was shockingly close to fondness. You blinked at her and if she’d less control over herself then her cheeks might have flushed.
“If you give them back I’ll stop pushing you out,” you bargained.
She sighed, redistributing the covers until you were covered too. You let out a contented sigh, snuggling down into the soft mattress again. She turned her head to look at you, only to find your eyes already watching her, peeking just out from the top of the covers.
“You’ll never sleep if you don’t relax,” you eventually said.
“You’ll have to excuse me if sharing a bed with someone is less than ideal for me,” she snapped.
“Sorry.”
She fought against the impulse to pinch the bridge of her nose. Your eyes were wide and worried, a flash of hurt passing over them. You shuffled away from her, giving her even more space. The gap between your bodies was a gaping hole, and there was a moment of desperate disappointment seizing her.
But she couldn’t apologise. The Dean of Evil didn’t apologise for hurt feelings. That would be a step too far. And would definitely let you know about her feelings. Which she did not want in any way, shape, or form.
“If you want I can make up a bed on the floor? Let you have the bed to yourself,” you offered, sitting up, covers pooling around your waist.
In the moonlight, your skin practically glowed. Long arms and low cut chemise. It was a veritable feast for her eyes and it was with great effort that she pulled her eyes away. Rumpled hair fell about your shoulders and her mouth grew dry.
“That’s not necessary,” she managed to spit out.
You looked down at her, bottom lip worried between teeth. She would have groaned at the sight if not for the fact that you would hear.
“I don’t want to be the reason you’re crankier than usual in the morning,” you said. Her heart thumped extra hard as a small sparkle lit up your eyes.
Her hand shot up, grasping your shoulder. Your warm skin under the touch of her fingers had her digging her nails in, surprised at her reaction. The shoulder wasn’t a particularly sexual body part, but your skin was soft and delicate and she wanted to sink her teeth into it.
She tugged you down, until you were lying beside her again. You huffed out a laugh and that sent a thrill through her. Dovey could never get such a sound from you. In the shadow of night it went right through her, so intimate, so close. Her fingers were still on your shoulder. She retracted them, almost caressing your skin as she took her hand back. Your laughter cut off and your eyes turned to her.
“Sleep,” she commanded, turning away from you.
“Goodnight, Lady Lesso,” you whispered across the space.
She did her best to ignore you. You shifted, then again, a tug on the covers, before you grew still. She listened to your breathing slowly evening out, trying to pace her own to yours. Maybe it helped. With her eyes squeezed closed she could feel her muscles begin to relax, the sound of your breathing helping lull her to sleep.
When Lesso awoke, she was warm and comfortable. Arms curled around her waist and there was a nose softly brushing against the skin of her neck. Something soft pressed along her spine, shifting closer, legs tangling together. Her entire body felt as if it was melting into the mattress and for the first time ever she hadn’t woken up grumpier than she’d gone to bed. She allowed the other body to curl around her, drifting back into a doze.
A soft murmur, lips brushing over her shoulder, fingertips slipping under the hem of her shirt to rest on the soft skin of her stomach. She arched into the touch, not bothering to think about it too much, enjoying the feeling of it. Like electricity on her skin, burrowing into her veins to set her alight.
“Lesso,” you sighed, sweet and drowsy, lips managing to brush the skin of her neck, body pressing into her.
Her eyes snapped opened and she froze. The lazy relaxation in her muscles was gone, and her mind was already racing. You sighed her named again, pressing closer, pulling her towards you. Your hand slipped further up her body, flames licking through the ice settling in her veins.
She considered pulling out of your hold, unsure if you were awake or not. If you were, she would have to face the fact she had slept wrapped up in your arms, if you weren’t there was no way of getting out without waking you up. There was no winning.
“Relax,” you murmured, and she wondered if she was being tortured for something. The drowsy timbre of your voice was addictive, rough like sandpaper and yet soft like silk.
Your arms tightened around her, nose running along the length of her neck. Your lips brushed along her pulse point and she shivered. You hummed, melting against her again.
“Stop it,” she snapped, pulling out of your hold.
She sat up, staring down at you, cheeks flushing and eyes flashing. Your mouth had fallen open, eyes widening, and you looked like every single one of those princesses in the other school, waiting to be saved by their princes.
She was no prince.
“Don’t touch me,” she growled.
“Sorry,” you said, scrambling away from her, “sorry.”
“Just…” She pressed the hell of her palms to her eyes, “fuck.”
She felt you jump before a thump sounded in the room, loud and all consuming. Looking up, she found you on the ground beside the bed, looking surprised at your own predicament. Laughter bubbled over her lips, and despite the embarrassment and fear curdling in her stomach, she couldn’t help it. The look on your face was perhaps the most adorable thing she’d ever seen.
Which, being the Dean of Evil, should not have made her begin to relax at all.
“Come on.”
She extended her hand, offering you help back onto the mattress and off the cold, hard floor. Your hand in hers reminded her of the feeling of your fingers on her stomach. She pulled you up, a little harder than she meant to, sending you toppling towards her. An arm caught you around the waist, and Lesso realised being pressed against you from the front was just as intoxicating as from the back.
Her eyes met yours, and for the first time it was as if she could consider that maybe whatever was going through your head might be close to what was going through hers. You were staring at her, lips parted, eyes molten. Her arm tightened around your waist.
“Sorry,” you whispered.
You tried to pull out of her arms. She refused, tightening it further until the space between the two of you had disappeared. Staring down at you, she was trying to read the emotion in your eyes behind the rising panic.
“I don’t…” You struggled against her hold, “it’s… I’m just… It’s fine.”
“It’s not,” she replied, voice lowering into something resembling gravel.
“It is.” Your voice was getting higher.
“I’m telling you it’s not,” she growled.
“I’m sorry.”
“Fuck this.”
She grasped your face, pulling you in for a long drawn out kiss. There was a moment, one she knew would be burned into her brain, when you melted against her, hands seeking out her waist. She shivered when your hands found their way under her shirt again, seeking out warm skin to map.
Your tongue brushed against her lower lip, and she groaned. She couldn’t stop touching you, wanting to know every single inch of you with the same intimacy she had with villainy. Your hands were strong as they pushed her back, straddling her lap as you kissed her deeper. Her fingers trailed up your legs, pushing past the hem of your nightgown and you whimpered. You actually whimpered.
She was going to have to remember that for next time.
Your lips were trailing down her neck, finding her pulse point again. Your hands were pushing further up her shirt, exposing her skin to the cool morning air. Your name fell from her lips like a prayer and she was ready to worship you.
“I’m glad I convinced Dovey to put us into one room,” you murmured into the skin of her neck.
“Yes,” she hissed before the words managed to penetrate the cloud of lust, “what?”
She sat up so suddenly you fell back, landing on her shins. She was glaring at you, and all you did was smile. It was infuriating. Anyone else would cower under that look but you seemed to preen.
“You asked Dovey to put us into this room together?” she demanded.
“It wasn’t so much asking. More like, dropping subtle hints for weeks until she thought it was her own idea,” you replied with a small shrug and a mischievous smile.
“That’s devious.” She couldn’t help the grin spreading over her own face.
“Do I pass?” you asked, sliding up her legs again until you were in her lap.
“Top of the class,” she replied, leaning towards you.
Her next kiss was searing, wanting you to feel the fire you’d ignited in her. So soft, so seemingly innocent, so beautiful. She’d never wanted anything more than she wanted you. You moaned into her mouth, fanning the flames until she felt a desperation she was unused to. She wanted you in every possible way, at every moment of the day, for the rest of forever.
Which, if she thought too much about it, would feel entirely too much like the true love those simpering Evers craved so much.
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Celebration- Lady Lesso X NeverFem!Reader (NSFW)
Synopsis: It was a night of many celebrations.
Warnings: SMUT. Alcohol consumption, kinda bratty bottom!reader, top!Lesso, some book descriptions, blindfolds, toys (vibe), denial, overstimulation, fingering, oral, biting, tears, tribbing w/toy, allusions to choking but not really, gets emotional at the end.
Word Count: 6.8k
A/n: Okay if I’m being totally honest, this kinda drags on (not in a bad way) because I have been lacking with motivation for smut, but it makes it’s incredibly intimate, so I’m not entirely complaining. I’ve been wanting to get this out FOR-EVER. Like longer than it should’ve taken. ENJOY 🥰🫶🏻
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It was a celebration of sorts. The staff was celebrating many things. Goodness prevailed, Rafal had fallen, the schools had joined, and Sophie and Agatha had returned to Gavaldon.
In all fairness, you did enjoy having those girls at the schools, not to get you wrong, but you were more than pleased to not have any antics started by Sophie anymore.
As a Never professor, you should've enjoyed it, but seeing the strain it put on your Dean, it wasn't enjoyable at all.
Lady Lesso had to deal with the newest reader starting things and challenging her, while she also had to deal with her past not only being brought up again but reoccurring.
Because of this, Lesso was not herself. A little rougher with everyone, that part you did enjoy, but there was something hidden within her. And you wanted to know what it was, you wanted to comfort it out of her. To be the one holding her while she sobbed like you knew she desperately needed to.
The triumph of that is what Lesso was celebrating currently. She would've been more angry with Good winning, once again, but she couldn't bring herself to care after all these past few events she had to go through, again. Something about watching it happen to another, hardly able to do anything about it, was almost worse. Almost.
Dovey, on the other hand, was tipsy off of her one drink and bragging about the already-known information to everyone, all the Ever and Never professors. No one cares that Good won again, you merely rolled your eyes.
You desperately wanted to down a few drinks. Not necessarily to get drunk, you were no light-weight, but enough to make this little 'celebration' fun. But instead, you were just standing off to the side, people-watching as your first shot went un-sipped and warming in your hand.
And by people-watching, you were watching one person. Watching how Lesso smoothly drank her clean whiskey on the rocks, downing it a little sooner than she probably should. You wouldn't admit just how impressed you were with the way she handled her alcohol, downing each drink and acting as if she was drinking mere water.
You hid your slight panic when Lesso made eye contact with you. Her eyes darting to the glass in your hand and back to your eyes with a single eyebrow raised.
How'd she know that you haven't drunk anything yet tonight? Was she watching you the same way you were her? You didn't think you were being that obvious.
It was now or never.
Instead of making a fool of yourself, trying to come up with an excuse, you decided to just drink it. You weren't a giggly drunk, or a mean drunk, or the runaway drunk. No no, what you were was almost worse, at least according to you.
You raised your glass in her direction, feigning a toast, and downing it in an instant. You didn't quite catch how Lesso observed each move of yours as you downed the liquid, watching as a droplet of liquor dribbled from your chin and down your exposed chest, all thanks to the low-cut dress you decided on.
How you didn't notice her eyes glued onto you as you took one of your fingers and swiped up the alcohol from your breasts and delicately sucked it clean in a moment, she'll never know.
It was almost instantaneous, the moment the alcohol hit. It didn't make you dizzy or nauseous, no, it made you unbelievably horny. You still had your entire self-control, that wasn't the problem. You weren't a handsy drunk, you were simply a horny drunk. Not even a horny drunk, seeing as it happens with just one drink.
You couldn't tell if the immediate flush on your cheeks was from the alcohol, embarrassment, horniness, or the way Lesso was still looking at you.
It was probably the combination of all of them.
You set the shot glass down and tried to look away, knowing that if you kept looking at her or if you had another drink, it wouldn't help your situation.
The liquor went straight to your center the moment the liquid went into your stomach. An almost uncomfortable heat starts between your legs and spreading everywhere else.
This really wasn't the time or place for this, there was a reason you only drank in your quarters or why you quickly left when you did drink.
You tried to not think about your predicament, to not think about Lesso, but that was proven impossible as she made her way in front of you. Little did you know, your sudden uncomfortable shifting was obvious.
"Is there a problem, darling?" At first, Lesso was truly a little concerned but it shifted into something more when she noticed your thighs squeezing together at the pet name.
"Oh, not at all, I'm all good. Just, trying to make some fun with this so-called 'party'."
Her signature smirk appeared on her face, "I can help with that."
With a pulse sent to your already aching pussy, you would've sworn it was the alcohol. But you only had one shot, no way were you already imagining things. You can handle your liquor better than that.
"Wha-?" You thought that maybe neither of you was thinking straight, but that was quickly disproven too.
She leaned closer to your ear, not helping your issue in the slightest of ways, "I can help you with your little... situation."
A low chuckle emitted from her when your thighs squeezed again accompanied by an almost undetectable thrust of your hips, almost.
You smirked as well, seeing her smirk and hearing the melodious chuckle, reaching out to grab the lapel of her blazer and pulling her even closer to you, "Don't make promises you can't keep."
"Oh my pet, I intend to keep it." She pulled back to look at you once again, matching lustful looks on both of your faces.
Silent words were exchanged as she just grabbed your hand. Of course, you allowed her to pull you from the ever-dying celebration.
The walk back to her quarters was unbearably long. The remnants of your self-control had snapped once her door was closed.
You reached out for Lesso's tie again, this time wrapping it around your hand before using it as leverage to pull her closer to you. Your confidence increased tenfold when you saw how her pupils increased from your little action.
Lesso decided that the time you took to examine her sultry eyes was too long, no longer wasting time she pulled you into a bruising kiss.
You could tell with the way her lips moved on yours that she had been wanting this too, for at least as long as you have.
A breathy moan was immediately consumed by the redhead as soon as it escaped your throat, all due to Lesso biting down on your bottom lip, the action causing the wet spot in your panties to grow even more.
Lesso moved you back, pressing you against the wall, and placed her hand by your head, effectively pinning you to your spot, though you had no desire to leave.
She pulled back from you just enough to get a quick look at your now-flushed face, "My beautiful pet."
Before you could even think of some sort of response, she reattached her lips to your jaw, slowly moving them down toward your neck.
You wanted to whine at the speed she was moving but your excitement and the anticipation unknowingly stopped you.
You need to feel her, to have her against you, persuaded your actions as you reached out to hold onto her waist, just to have her as close as possible to you.
The closeness you two were currently sharing wasn't enough, you needed more of her. Just as her lips had made their way to the nape of your neck, you began pulling the blazer off her shoulders. A chuckle came from her at your eagerness, but all you could think of was that you wanted to feel more of her.
It was driving you mad.
When Lesso pulled away from you to drop the blazer, you allowed an audible whine to escape. Her deep amethyst eyes were looking into yours, causing you to get lost for a moment.
"Tell me what you want," She spoke softly, her tone sending chills across your skin.
You tugged her waist further against you, "More," You were beginning to be breathless, the anticipation becoming overwhelming.
"Tell me exactly." She continued to pry.
You bit back your desperate sigh, knowing that none of your noises would sway her into simply giving in to you. No matter how much she loved hearing them, or how badly she wanted to hear more. No matter how badly she already wanted you.
"I want to feel you. I want you to touch every part of me, make me fall apart. Make me yours." Your last statement was a mere whisper as you moved your lips to rest near her ears.
She may be the one who's currently in control, but she can't rid you of your confidence. Not that she'd ever want to.
She hummed, the same torturous smirk coming to her face, "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you've imagined this unfolding before?" It wasn't a question, you knew that.
You tilted your head, "Well, do you?"
"Do I what?"
You smirked this time, "Know better?" Gods, the things she was going to do to you.
Her smirk turned nearly sadistic as she stayed unmoving, you began to fear maybe you crossed a line but that thought was diminished as she reached behind you to slowly unzip your dress.
You wanted to complain about the speed she was pulling the zip, knowing you could've been bare before her eyes with magic, but something about the way she looked into your eyes as she was doing it was oddly intimate. Yeah, you definitely weren't complaining.
Nothing about her wavered as she moved to pull the straps off your shoulders, the chill in the room finally running through you. But it was her touch that sent a shiver down your spine, the anticipation beginning to be overwhelming.
The dress fell off your torso with ease but caught on your waist. The dress, luckily, wasn't too fitted so with a little bit of your help it quickly fell the rest of the way to the floor.
Lesso wouldn't admit just how at a loss for words she was when she saw you, her throat going dry yet her mouth watered with her desires.
A few of your insecurities rose forward as she stayed unmoving, still staring at you, but all of your worries diminished when she spoke.
"You, are absolutely stunning," Butterflies filled your stomach with just how breathless she spoke those words.
You were left standing in a sheer black-lace bra, with matching panties, leaving not a single thing to the imagination.
"It's your turn, I think it's only fair." Your voice was just above a whisper, knowing that if you were any louder your voice would likely waver.
She played into it, leaning back slightly to watch you as your eyes raked over her. You couldn't decide what you wanted off of her first, you knew you wanted it all off. You decided on the vest, mainly cause that was the next thing standing between you and her bare skin.
You looked directly into her eyes as you popped one, two, and then the third and final button of the vest. You continued to watch as Lesso pulled it off her shoulders and let the garment drop to the floor next to her blazer.
Just as her hands went to the bottom of her button-up, you stopped her with your hands on hers.
"Wait! Let me, please let me." With a smirk, Lesso released the fabric, moving her hands back to the wall beside your head.
You pulled her closer to you with the loops on her trousers before untucking the shirt. Your eyes couldn't leave your hands as you watched, slowly more of her perfect body and porcelain skin was revealed. You could feel the anticipation making your head spin. But as your eyes remained on your task, Lesso's eyes stayed on you.
She loved how she could see the desire within them, the desire for her. Never, not once, has she ever felt more wanted than she has with you. You may not have realized it, but she noticed every single glance you threw her way, how could she not?
You still couldn't tear your eyes away from her, even once the the shirt was fully open, your eyes roamed across every part of her. A part of you was not at all surprised that she chose to abandon the common bra and go with the more comfortable sports bra.
A small smile formed on your lips as you noticed freckles on her chest, and a few peeking out from under the button-up on her shoulders, that was another thing that you didn't notice Lesso saw.
Lesso was taken by surprise as you swiftly pulled her flush against you, you wanted to feel her against you too bad to wait any longer. Taking advantage of this new position, you started leaving kisses on Lesso's neck, the sensation causing a hum to come from her. Chills had erupted across your skin, and unknown to you, across Lesso's as well, as you finally felt how perfect her skin felt on you.
You craved to hear all of the other noises she could make, that you could cause. And once you stepped out of your dress, you knew that Lesso gave in to her cravings as well.
She was no longer wasting time as she pulled you across the room to the awaiting bed, still perfectly made. That is, until Lesso's knees came into contact with the edge of the bed, prompting her to sit down. Her hands slowly ran up your sides as you moved to straddle her.
Though neither of you noticed, nor cared enough in the moment to pay attention to it, you knew that from this point forward neither of you would be able to go without one another. The addictive touch she laid against your sensitive skin, the chills she erupted just by the ghosting of her breath, you wouldn't be able to go without it now that you're aware of how thrilling it is.
Just as her lips came back to your neck, your arms involuntarily wrapped around her own neck to pull her closer against you, the feeling of her suckling your skin to leave a mark caused a breathy moan to escape you.
And boy, did that moan just snap the last remaining control Lesso had. In a blink, she had switched positions to where you were laid against her bed, hair sprawled out on the duvet and face beginning to flush, that was a scene she'd devote to memory.
"Gods, the things I'd do to you." Her eyes roamed over you once more.
It had been a hefty moment since you said something smart in return, you tsked, "You keep making promises, but I've yet to see results."
Lesso's eyes shot to yours at your audacity, only to see your eyes blown with lust. She'd be lying if she said this didn't have any effect on her.
"Oh, pet. We've only just begun."
You wrapped your legs around her waist, the slight friction was enough to make your breath hitch, gods you were so fucking desperate, "You're still wearing more clothes than me." You quirked your eyebrow, watching as a smirk slowly came to her face.
Instead of simply untangling you from her, she pushed your legs further up her waist. You had a slight pout when you realized it was your body that was obstructing your view of her unbuttoning her trousers and sliding them off. But your pout didn't last too much longer, not once you began to feel more of her soft skin against yours.
You had to fight back any possible sounds that you could've released as you saw her crawl back up you after releasing your legs from her, the way she did so was almost primal, stopping just at chest level. Your eyes could help but flutter a bit once you felt the warmth of her trailing kisses all across your chest.
Your hands instantly came up to her head, entangling in her fiery locks as she startled suckling on a spot just below your collarbone. A hum involuntarily came from you as you felt her hand roam up your side.
Just as her lips started trailing further down your chest, her free hand moved to your hip to steady herself. The moment she squeezed your hip was the moment she nipped the exposed top of your breast, just peaking from the top of your bra. The sensation was soft yet intense enough to make your head spin.
The near-silent whimper and tightening of your grip on her hair certainly didn't go unnoticed by the Dean.
"Pet, if you want something, you need to speak." You practically felt her words on your skin as she just barely lifted herself from you.
You took a stuttering breath, anticipation taking over your thoughts, "Gods, please, I need more,"
"Mmm, very good," She left one final nip to your skin before pulling back.
Lesso adored how much you were squirming, but she could tell you were trying to keep yourself from moving too much. And she unknowingly made it her mission to see just how much she can make you squirm, after all, she's just barely touched you.
She finally reached behind you for the clasp of your bra, able to do so with your back being slightly arched in attempts for more contact. The moment your breasts were freed, Lesso was transfixed. She would've taken longer to admire how the cold air caused your nipples to nearly instantly harden, but her desire to finally taste you was too strong.
She quickly decided that she was done wasting time, that she would take her tastes and bites with pleasure, hoping to soon see you fall apart. Sure, it was your pleasure, but it was her selfish need to watch her cause it. To hear you call her name as you finally come on her fingers and tongue.
A small moan left your lips the moment you felt her lips wrap around your left nipple, the sound becoming slightly louder as you felt her tongue swipe over the sensitive bud. Your hand moved to her waist, pulling her weight on top of you. Lesso didn't mind too much as it allowed her greedily to feel more of you.
You could feel your arousal becoming increasingly harder to ignore, and you just knew that you had long soaked your panties. Lesso had switched to your other nipple, knowing that she couldn't go without giving attention to both.
Lesso moved to the valley between your breasts, leaving a mark and starting a trail down to your navel. While this would've been plenty to make you even more desperate, her hands moved to where your thighs met your cunt, yet she never quite reached where you wanted her.
"Fuck! Leo, please!" Tears of frustration were starting to arise, "No more teasing!"
Something else ignited within the redhead at hearing the breathless whisper of her name.
"Say it again, say my name again."
"Please, Leo,"
She smirked, "Oh, how I love my name sounds coming from your desperate mouth." She nipped your hip, before pulling back and looking at you.
You thought you were going to get another remark or even some more teasing, but you were pleased to see and feel as she curled her fingers under the waistline of your panties and pulled them down your thighs, practically ripping them off past your knees and tossing them off to the side.
Lesso nearly moaned herself at the sight of you being completely soaked.
"It's all for you," You spoke breathlessly, watching how Lesso licked her lips before staring directly into your eyes.
"Oh pet, it better be all for me,"
You smirked at her tone, "Uh huh, and what if it wasn't?"
She got up to her knees and gripped your thighs, yanking you down the bed, you were nearly eye-level with her. The look on her face almost made you want to take it back.
"I'll show you." Your stomach filled with nervousness and excitement at that statement.
Before you could even realize, in the time of a blink, she was back between your legs. She swiftly pried your legs apart and pulled one over her shoulder.
It's like with your words, she had to prove you wrong. That she knew she'd have to ruin anyone else for you, anyone else but her. But she didn't have to try that hard, you didn't even think of anyone else but her already.
Your head fell back against the bed at the first swipe of her tongue, gods you were so fucking desperate.
A whole moan finally left your lips and your hands flew to Lesso's hair as she started devouring you as if you were her last meal for the next millennia. Her hands were wrapped around you and laid against your hips, her grip unrelenting and you knew you'd have marks to remember this time for days to come. Not like you were complaining.
Her tongue was expertly gliding over your clit, as if it already knew all of the spots that caused you to squirm. The suction and swirling combination she did stole the breath from your lungs.
"Fuck! Don't stop!" Your back arched further off the bed and Lesso could feel your pathetic attempt to close your thighs, it was blatantly obvious you were so close to your orgasm.
That blissful orgasm that you knew only Lesso would be able to bring. The very same orgasm she ripped from you as she stopped her ministrations.
You whined, tears of frustration brimming your eyes, "Fuck! Why?!"
"All for me, right?"
Your pleasure-clouded mind wasn't thinking straight, "What?!" Your back collapsed against the bed, your eyes searching hers for an answer before she spoke.
"Tell me, it's all for me. Tell me, that this pretty pussy only gets soaked for me. Tell me that you're all mine." She was looking square at you, her eyes going more dark with each word she spoke.
"Yes! It's for you!" She responded with a bite to your inner thigh, and a wince escaped you.
"Not good enough. Again."
"It's all for you, always for you," You paused to think about the words she said. "This pussy is yours. I'm yours."
A pleased smirk graced her face and she returned to your throbbing cunt again, she could taste your desperation, but she couldn't wait to taste your come.
Her tongue was swirling around your clit like it previously had, slowly building up your peak once more.
Just as your fingers threaded through her fiery hair again, her fingers started tracing your entrance.
"Please! More!" She didn't have to be told twice.
Two fingers instantly slipped into your pussy, all thanks to you being completely soaked. Lesso had never heard a more delicious sound before than at this moment. She couldn't find it within her to do anything that would potentially stop you from making more of those sounds.
She started thrusting her fingers at a generous speed, never ceasing her actions on your clit. Gods know you were nearly seeing white as she did so. One of your hands began fisting the sheets beside you, and you would've sworn you had torn them.
"Yes, Leo!" Your moans were motivation enough to keep her going, to ignore the strain of her jaw and tongue and ignore any possible burn in her forearm.
She had begun curling her fingers, instantly hitting the right spot within. And after a few brief moments, she could feel your thighs begin to quiver under her.
Just as you were about to voice your impending orgasm was about to arrive, she stopped. She didn't ease out of it, she pulled back.
The tears had finally fallen, "No! Fuck! Come on, please let me come!" You begged.
You begging with tears down your face was now Lesso's favorite thing.
"I told you, we've only just begun."
It may have only just started, but damn did you want to come. You still couldn't squeeze your thighs to relieve some of the desperation as her grip on your thighs hadn't eased.
You knew that what you were about to say would get you your way, "Please, I wanna come. I wanna come for you."
Lesso's eyes would've darkened more at that sentence if it was possible, you saw as she tried to bite back another smirk as she swallowed. You saw her head turn back to your thigh and you knew you had won as her tongue peeked out to taste your mid-thigh, trailing up back to your dripping cunt.
She resumed once again, continuing to swirl the tip of her tongue over your clit. You hoped that this would finally be it, that this would be when she finally let you come. You knew that this would be the hardest you've come in a while, if ever.
Your moans hadn't ceased since she returned to your needy pussy, and they only got louder as she inserted her fingers again. She was unforgiving in the way she wasted no time to gradually speed up her fingers, instantly going the pace and curling her fingers the same way that swiftly brought you to your near high earlier.
And just like before, it didn't take too long for you to get close once again. Your neediness with her speed and skill caused you to return to the edge of your orgasm quickly.
"I'm gonna come, please don't stop! I wanna come for you!" Your words were beyond rushed, hoping she wouldn't deny you again. Your grip on her hair became stronger, just as the shaking in your legs did.
Lesso did nothing this time but hum. You took that as her approval, that and the fact that she didn't pull away or stop again. You bit onto your bottom lip as your body tensed, though you quickly released it as you finally came with a curse and Lesso's name. Your orgasm hit you harder than a tsunami would meet land.
"Oh, fuck, Leo!" Your back finally had a chance to relax as your body fell flush against the bed.
Lesso slowly stopped her actions, allowing you a moment to calm yourself without stopping the pleasure too suddenly.
She started leaving more love bites along your inner thighs before she pulled back and looked at you.
"Do you trust me?"
It took you a moment to catch your breath, "What? Why?"
"Do you, trust me?" She annunciated.
"Yes, I do."
"Excellent." She said nothing else but summoned a black silk tie, which you assumed was one of the ones she frequently adorned. "This will go over your eyes," Excitement distracted your neediness.
"Say 'red' and I stop, got it?" She crawled up your body, moving to straddle your waist and you took a moment to steal a glance of her perfect body.
"Got it." She smiled and reached down, setting the tie over your eyes.
Soon, your vision went black. You felt her tie the tie behind your head and you couldn't wait to see what she would do next.
But she got up. You wondered if she was simply standing, observing your needy and pathetic self squirming on her bed all sprawled out and waiting for her. But you heard the sound of a drawer sliding open, you tried your best to hear any other clues as to what was about to take place but it was nearly silent.
Suddenly after a few moments, you felt her hands roam across your body. Slowly her hands worked their way from your thighs to your hips, up to your chest where they only stayed on your breast for a moment, much to your displeasure. Her hands continued up until one of them lightly wrapped around your throat. Only the slightest of pressure was added, but Lesso was beyond pleased to hear a whimper come from you at that action.
Her hand stayed in its place, the pressure in which it was wrapped around you increased slightly as you realized she was beginning to straddle you again. You registered that in the moment she was gone, she stripped the rest of the way as you felt her own wetness come into contact with your lower stomach.
"So beautiful," She whispered for the second time this night.
Her hand moved from your throat as she moved to be kneeling between your legs, but it didn't land anywhere else on you. You strained your ears to hear any hints and what she could have been doing.
But, you didn't have to strain too hard before you heard the start of a buzz, and you knew what was to come. But the idea of Lesso having one came to mind, the idea of Lesso bare on her bed using one caused a whimper to come from you and wetness to start dripping down your thighs.
"Oh, god!" You nearly screamed as the vibrator was pressed against your sensitive clit.
The vibrator brought you back to your high nearly instantly, all thanks to it being on full power and you being incredibly sensitive and desperate. You knew you couldn't take it if she took this orgasm from you again.
"Oh, fuck!" Your back arched to the point where your neck wasn't in contact with the bed any longer. "Please don't stop, I'm so close!"
"I'm not going to stop," Her eyes raked over you, loving how a layer of sweat adorned your perfectly heated skin. "If you're going to come, come."
With her near demand and the continuous stimulation, you couldn't resist. You screamed her name as you saw white. You tried searching for her to hold onto, but in the half second you tried and failed you simply relented to grip the sheets once more.
You couldn't catch your breath, the vibrator still being firmly pressed against your abused clit no matter how much your hips bucked at the stimulation.
"I-I can't-"
"I told you, I'm not going to stop." You didn't see it, but you could hear the smirk in her voice.
One hand stayed attached to the sheets but your other reached down in attempts to shun the friction from your cunt, just to give you a moment to breathe. But Lesso's free hand grabbed your wrist and moved your hand above your head.
"That stays there." Her time left no room to argue.
The vibrator stayed on your swollen clit, your thighs began to shake again but this time, not from denial. You felt Lesso grab one of your legs and move it atop hers and her other leg swung over you. It took you a moment but once you heard a delicious moan of her own, you finally pieced together the position you were now in, both of your hips were nearly connected.
Lesso couldn't ignore her own need anymore, she had moved you around her so she could have access to the vibrator too. And the mental image of this position, her between your legs and the vibrator pressed against both of your clits, just pushed you that much closer to the edge.
"Leo, I-I'm close again!" You were surprised that words managed to come out as you were so breathless.
Another moan came from the redhead, seeing your orgasm is one thing but this one, she'll get to feel it too, "Wait, wait for me."
And oh dear gods did that single sentence give you the willpower to hold off long enough so that you would get to come with her. You realized with this willpower came overwhelming pained pleasure.
Lesso was getting close to her own orgasm, rocking her hips into the vibrator. Each increase in pressure almost sent you over the edge but you'd be damned if you didn't get to come with her.
"You ready, pet?"
"Yes! Yes! I wanna come with you!"
"Go on, come pet," She was breathless too.
"Oh shit!" Your legs shook a bit harder and your hips bucked again.
That buck being the final push to send Lesso over the edge too. Your name falling from her lips luckily didn't go unnoticed by you, even in your near-blacked-out state.
You tiredly attempted to pull yourself up the bed, "Can't. Too much." You tried to speak, but your voice and body were weak.
Your body still had residual shakes as you heard the vibrator shut off and as the blindfold was removed.
You felt the bed beside you dip and you processed that Lesso was hovering over you. You looked at the care-filled face of the Dean for a moment before trying to focus on catching a breath.
You felt her hands come to your thighs, but before you could protest anymore for the night, her hands began massaging your twitching thighs.
There was a comforting silence that was shared between the two of you for a moment, Lesso still opting to bring sensation back to your legs.
You were finally starting to come back, you realized as your thoughts became more clear. And she realized too as your eyes began to look around more and lose their clouded appearance.
"How are you feeling?" Her soft voice was just above a whisper.
You looked from the side to her, seeing concern laced in her features, "I'm feeling damn good if I'm being honest."
She couldn't help but chuckle at that, knowing you had finally come back to her.
"Good, I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere." She added as she stood off the bed.
"Don't think I could if I wanted to." You simply responded, earning laughter from the Dean.
She was very much aware that you likely wouldn't be able to move, which is precisely why she got up to get the rag to clean you up with.
She returned with a damp cloth, wiping your sweat-covered face and chest before moving between your legs. The events left a mess all over your thighs, nearly to your knees, which is a first for you. Again, not like you were complaining. Lesso abruptly looked at your face when you winced the moment the cloth came into contact with your beyond-sensitive clit.
Lesso got rid of the cloth, still looking to find something that may soothe you.
"Are you thirsty? Would you like something to eat?" You smiled as she pushed some of your hair away from your face.
"I'm all good, I'd rather be close with you if you don't mind?"
"Of course, I don't mind," She said as she got back on the bed beside you. "We will have to shower tomorrow at least, we absolutely smell of sex."
You chuckled this time, "All thanks to you."
Lesso only had a playful eye roll as a response. You shuffled closer to her, wrapping your arm around her waist. You both still enjoyed the feeling of each other's skin on your own.
The moment was calm, neither of you quite ready for sleep as energy surprisingly still coursed through your veins. You delicately ran your finger over her side, a kind action that Lesso was certainly not used to.
Your mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Lesso, partly replaying the amazingly wild events that just took place, but mostly of her reserved behavior. Well, more reserved behavior. You knew that something wasn't right and you not only wanted to know what but you also wanted her to know that you're here to listen.
You moved your face up to see her a little better, watching for a moment as she stared up at the ceiling with a nearly undetectable smile on her face.
"What are you thinking about?" You inquired.
"Nothing, nothing at all." That was all she said.
You had allowed a few minutes to go by, mainly so you didn't possibly ruin the moment with your conversation, but you couldn't go any longer without addressing your thoughts.
"How are you doing?"
Lesso scoffed, beginning to sit up and sat on the edge of the bed. That response told you everything you needed to know, she wasn't doing alright.
You stopped her before she could stand up, "Look, I'm sorry if I crossed a line or if you don't want to share but I thought it would help. I know something is not right. And if you don't want to talk about it, I won't make you. But, I'm here for you if you do."
She looked over her pale shoulder at you, and you could see the start of a tear gleam in her eyes, "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you actually care."
"Well, do you?"
"Do I what?" The Déjà Vu hit both of you at the moment she spoke.
"Know better."
She scoffed again, but this one was different.
"I do care." You added.
"I just, never thought I'd have to endure something like that again. So, I pushed it all down and-" She cut herself off and shook her head.
"Talk to me, please?" You sat up with her, ignoring the way your legs protested. "I hate seeing you hold this in."
She relented, laying back down on the bed, trying hard to not get close to you like she desperately wanted to, "I pushed all the memories down. 'Out of sight, out of mind', right? But all this just made me realize I wasn't okay, I guess."
You were at a loss for words at her confession, a part of you knew that's what was bothering her, but hearing it and hearing her emotions coating her words was entirely different from your expectations.
Since you had no words, you simply just laid back down beside her and pulled her onto you. Her arm instantly wrapped around your waist as she buried her face in your neck.
"I may not know exactly what you've been through, but I do know that you won't have to go through that ever again. Not while I'm around." You spoke with certainty as your hand returned to her hair, your nails lightly scratching her scalp.
A soft kiss was placed where her lips lay against your neck, "I know." You weren't sure how she knew, but you were glad to hear that she fully believed the words she just spoke.
"No matter what you go through, from now on you won't ever have to go through it alone. I promise you that." You were so disappointed that an amazing woman like Lesso had to go through so much all by herself, going through hardships alone.
She may be the Dean of Evil but she didn't deserve that, no one does.
"You can't really promise something like that." She whispered.
"Oh, I'm not going anywhere. Everything you go through, I'll be with you for it. You've already marked me and you can't it back." You gestured to your body, now covered in love bites thanks to the redhead.
You felt lighter at the sound of her laughter, "Okay, okay. You make a good point." You could feel her smile against your skin.
"I usually do." You planted a kiss on her hairline.
At this moment, with the admissions now in the air, you knew that though the future may not be set in stone you also knew that you'd be alongside Lesso. The way you both just poured your all into each other finally caused you to be calm enough to feel tired.
Your body feels full exhaustion, Lesso fully relaxed against you.
"I think it's time we get some sleep." You suggested as you summoned a light blanket to lay over your bodies, you knew that neither of you wanted to get up but you needed to be covered.
"Mm, me too." You would've pulled her closer to you if it were possible, so instead you just strengthened your grip on her.
Lesso may be this Evil being to everyone else, but she knew you never really saw her as that. And now she knew that you saw her for who she was. That you saw the humanity within her, and for that, she couldn't be more grateful. In the few moments before she gave into sleep, she vowed that she'd do everything in her power to make sure you'd know that she was there for you in the same way you were for her. She vowed that you'd never have to wonder if you're worth it.
But both of you vowed that the other would never have to be alone again, that you'd have the other beside you through it all.
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lpa6zn · 1 year
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mommy? sorry. mommy? sorry. momnmy?🥴
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xx-state-of-mind-xx · 3 months
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Dovey: We call that a traumatic event.
Dovey, turning to Agatha: Not a 'bruh moment'.
Dovey, turning to Sophie: Not a 'ratio + L'.
Dovey, turning to Lesso: And definitely not an 'oof LMAO'.
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LADY LESSO IN THE SCHOOL FOR GOOD AND EVIL (2022)
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just-a-german-girlx · 6 months
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1. Love Bites ~ Leonora Lesso (nsfw)
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A/n: I haven't written anything in so long so this is me trying to get back into it :)
“Are you alright, Lesso?” Clarissa asks her colleague, eyeing her neck in concern.
“Why the hell shouldn’t I be, princess?”
“Did you get into a fight or did you finally take y/n to bed?” Emma chimes in with a smirk on her face.
“What are the two of you—“
“Your neck is bruised,” Clarissa interrupts Lesso.
“Oh, I taught a lesson on hand-to-hand combat yesterday, and one student actually managed to hit me, which was the goal of the lesson,” the redhead explains.
“Well, that explains the deadly looks y/n has been throwing your way. She probably thinks that you found yourself someone else to share your bed with,” Emma chuckles as all three pairs of eyes settle on y/n, who is angrily shoving her breakfast into her mouth at the teachers' table.
“Why have you been avoiding me all day, y/n, hm?” Lady Lesso asks after creeping up on y/n, a hand on her arm to turn the other woman around. Y/n jumps and blushes before stammering that she didn’t want to bother her.
“You could never bother me, dear. I might have another theory though. Clarissa and Emma have told me that you might be jealous of whoever marked my neck,” Lesso whispers, leaning closer so that her mouth is directly next to y/n’s ear. “The bruise is from a fight in class. Don’t worry, no one is allowed to mark me in the way you thought I was marked. I might make an exception for you my dear, but first I want to make sure everyone knows that you’re mine,” she whispers and attaches her lips to y/n’s neck, kissing, biting, and sucking gently as her hands caress y/n’s sides. Y/n moans as Lesso’s teeth graze a sensitive spot on her neck, arching her back and pressing her body into the red-haired witch.
Once Lesso is satisfied with the mark she left on y/n, she brushes her lips once more over the already bruised skin before she pulls back. She observes y/n as she pants – her pupils dilated, chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath and process what had just happened.
“I’ll expect you in my office first thing tomorrow morning. Goodnight, y/n,” Lesso says, leaning in to whisper in y/n’s ear once again. “Have sinful dreams of me, my dear.”
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When You Know, You Know - Leonora Lesso x Fem!Reader
"The sky's beautiful." you said.
Leonora Lesso replied with, "I know." staring right at you, drinking in just how the night sky's beauty compared to nothing from you.
warning: i wrote this at 2 am so PLEASE ignore the grammatical errors because on top of that, english is not my first language and i honestly write what sounds best in my head lmfaooooo. this is also based on movie sfgae too.
tags: second chances, light angst, hurt/comfort, fluff
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A Reader. Nevers would pick on you and some Evers would be ashamed to be in the same space as you. But nevertheless, you never gave up. You had made it through most of the years... barely. But the thing is, you were graduating and about to embark on a journey worthy of heroes. Well, that until you met a new teacher from the School for Evil during the opening day. Lady Lesso. You eventually found out she'd taught Curses and Deathtraps to Nevers. The thought of falling into one made you shiver, and you made sure since then to never be in the same space as her students. She was a meticulous woman, you observed. From afar, she was almost not intimidating. Her movements were firm and confident. Every flick of her hand, every step and stride, every look— it screamed of fearless. She was, in a way you wouldn't dare admit then, beautiful. Your mind reasoned she was evil, and therefore undeserving of that description. But who could look at Lady Lesso and think of her as anything than? She had the features of a goddess, a beauty that begged to be loved, and a soul that invited affection. You reveled in it, in her, that you hadn't realized you had been staring too much. One day, she pinned you against the wall and demanded to stop your madness.
That had changed it all.
You snapped yourself out of it, your hands holding the invitation the school had sent. Or by the looks of it, schools. You heard what had happened recently, and you thanked the heavens you had graduated already. Rafal? Blood magic? Oh yes, definitely grateful you weren't there to deal with that.
Tonight was the night you'd come back, and you looked momentarily at the gown you had picked. The ballgown was violet, which was the first thing that captured your eyes along with its threaded silk flowers down the bodice. It fit perfectly on your waist and had off-the-shoulder straps. It left your collarbone and cleavage bare. You would wear a necklace and black heels to compliment it. And as you look at your gown, you think of how you're supposed to be excited and stuff. A part of you is... kind of... but you were mostly nervous.
You don't wanna know why. You need not to. And there was no way in hell you'd acknowledge it.
"I apologize," her heels were the first to have entered your view as you hunched over your desk, studying. The sound of rustling and her coat falling on your bed made your heart thump over and over relentlessly against your chest. You try to remember the events of today, making sure you aren't going to let Leonora Lesso off the hook so easily. "It's an exercise getting rid of habits."
You scoff at this. "Habits, you say, when what you did was evil."
"I wonder why," she says ever so smugly, but there is a trace of hesitation in her voice. A fragility that suggests caution and care. You don't dwell on it. Not wanting to.
Flipping to the next page deemed unnecessary as words float above your head. All your senses concentrated on the woman who seemed to sit comfortably atop your dorm bed. You resist the temptation to look in her direction. A second of gazing into her limitless amethyst eyes and you'd lose this fight. Useless it may seem, but it was a big step for you. An instance to remind yourself of your own worth.
The flipping of pages must've rang annoyingly in Lesso's ears because she clears her throat. A testimony to the arising irritation she's been keeping off. "I apologize," she says more firmly than the one she came in with. You remained silent. "Truly, this time. I have no excuses for letting my students perform the prank." She had graded them, too. Shouting a significant 'you passed!' across the room with a hint of amusement not of you, but of her students' stunt. You repeated the scenario over and over in your head, hoping it'd motivate you to keep up the upper hand.
You hear Lesso move. The click, click of her heels matched the fast beating of your stupid heart pounding eagerly.
"Do you want me to beg? Get on my knees for your apology? Because you and I are fully aware of my incapability to surrender to Good."
You snapped. "Lesso." a triumphant smirk formed on her lips. It disappeared a moment after as she circles your desk, now presenting herself in front of you. Her scent fills the space you felt protected in, and for an instant, you could feel your walls of bricks shattering.
"Perhaps I should, then. With that look you're giving me." Leonora tilts her head, hoping for more words to spill out of those pretty lips of yours. She'd kissed them millions of times, but if it took giving up her whole identity to kiss them again, she'd strip herself nameless. "[Y/N], my love. What will it take for you to forgive me?"
You shivered as she spoke. She knew just how to get you, both with her words and her eyes. That expression of hers. The vulnerability of it all. Leonora Lesso promised a wonder that she swore only you could ever reside. So it wasn't a surprise when you got up and pulled her in for a kiss, quick and soft. A promise itself, too. A forgiveness of something shallow to some.
"You are an asshole."
"We have established that to be a compliment."
The School for Good was as grand as ever. As beautiful, too. You looked over the lake and recalled the lessons you had dozed off in that place. The wind and the soft sound of water made it too relaxing for you to behave like anything but an Ever. You continued up the stairs along with other heroes and their partners. The engagement ring you had shone bright like a mark of property you wanted to resist. You wonder if you should've brought your partner like the rest. But then again, you weren't for semantics when it came to the person you wanted to marry for functionality and formality.
The door was wide open for guests, and as you walked further into, you realized there wasn't anything much that changed. The same halls, walls, and designs. The longing in your chest made you want to go back home, away from this place and reminders of who you used to be--- who you used to be with.
You wonder if she's here. If anything had changed about her, or if she stayed the same, too. Evil and cunning. Yours. The bitter taste of how things ended clouded your mind. The cheery guests and welcomes of students in the Theatre of Tales thankfully distracted you from that.
Surprisingly, the floor was full of both Evers and Nevers mingling. There were those who looked disdained as if the Evilness and Goodness of their souls forbade them from interacting with the opposite side. But then there were those who giggled and laughed with each other, almost intimately. The scene before you caused an overwhelming grief. You pushed it forcibly down and started off as you spotted Professor Dovey.
She gives you a look-over like she wants to remember you, and not a second passes before melts in her knees. "Oh, you child!" she ran to you and wrapped an arm, the other too busy keeping the drink she was holding from spilling. "You have grown!"
"Thankfully," you cheered, beaming at the sight of her. "You look nice. Professor Anemone stopped giving you a hard time?"
"Quite the opposite. Everyone, really. The stress of the events and changes-- oh, it's like Christmas and Halloween collided here and urged a holiday of itself." Professor Dovey groans. "But all's well that ends well."
"Yikes." you flash a sheepish smile and glance over the ball, spotting someone with yellow hair reminding a student to smile brighter. You chuckle, looking back at the Professor before you.
"Mhm. Oh. And--"
"Please, Professor." you cut off. The sudden change in her tone, the small whisper and the softness of it obviously led to the territory you've been avoiding all morning.
Dovey sighed, "All right," her shoulder slumped and her eyes darted around across and behind the place before she was sure to speak again. "I don't wanna spoil your surprise."
"Surprise?"
"She's changed, [Y/N]."
"Surprising."
She chuckles softly, almost with pity. Dovey places a gentle hand on your arm and squeezes it. "How about we go get drinks before you meet the rest of the night?"
The end was nearer than you expected. It was coming fast and keen. Surely. You've been keeping your mind off it, finding solace in the moments of now, and not of the future. You question from time to time your insanity and the way to keep it intact should anything unforeseeable happen. Losing her, to be precise. But she's been quiet about it, and the often change of topic when the mention of your graduation is said clues you just how much she's been keeping her mind off it, too. So here you were in the night, sitting on an alcove, and gazing at the stars from your window. The night sky promised such peacefulness. The darkness and the silence radiated comfort you'd almost forgotten the stakes. The meanings. The possibilities. You hug your knees to your chest, feeling defensive of what was yours. What is yours. What should be yours tomorrow and the days after.
The door creaked open.
"You should be sleeping," her voice echoed from the door, and you felt your heart breaking at the unpredictability it held.
You gulp down the ache, hoping your voice didn't come out shaky, "Punish me for it, then." your humor earns a soft chuckle from the woman you loved, and she walks closer to where you were sitting. She opted for the bed instead of beside you.
"Is everything well?" the question shouldn't be hard to answer. The days when you cried about exams and the fear of failing, and she caught you, were far better than the moment right now. You'd rather endure repeating the year if you were given the choice to. It all seemed so simple then.
"The sky's beautiful," you said instead, your eyes never leaving the view before you.
Leonora Lesso replied with, "I know." staring right at you, drinking in just how the night sky's beauty compared to nothing from you. You were... so much more. Your beauty yielded of tremendous unknown that no words could ever amount to describe you. You had her soul, heart, and body. And she didn't mind. Not a single of it.
"What you said earlier," Lesso's mind blanked and her heart froze at the reminder. "I can't say it. I won't ever."
You hear her take a deep breath, it shakes. You finally look at her. And the thoughts of running away with Leonora Lesso didn't seem mad anymore.
"Time will come." was all she said, but her expression betrayed the strength of her voice.
"I won't let it come. If that's what it takes." your voice had gone small, and your feet dragged you beside Lesso. You take her hand with yours and entangle your fingers. You can't let go. Would rather die than be able to. "I can survive Trial by Tales--"
"No. No. We agreed on this. We won't ever." she grips your hand tighter. Desperate. "Evil and Good don't belong together."
And there it is. The string keeping your heart from breaking snaps, and you had fallen into pieces before her. Tears welled up in your eyes as you shifted closer. You leaned in, hoping to find some insincerity in her eyes. A facade. Because this had to be a joke, a cruel joke. And you'd rather she admit it was and forgive her for being evil than for it being true.
"Leonora, that is not true. You and I both know we belong together. This cannot just stay like this. I don't want us to be just a memory." You begged, holding her hands as if she'd slip through any time.
She would.
"It won't just be a memory for me if it's any consolation, my love."
"I can't deny you."
As the moon passed by the clouds, the moonlight shone right over Lesso's face. Her cheeks glistened with the tears that had fallen. You reached to wipe them, but she had stopped and held your hand before she could. A denial.
"Then it's best if I do."
Professor Anemone had flashed the warmest and the perfect smile as she approached you. The pressure builds up in your breath as you try to imitate. You reminded yourself how foolish it was to think you could still fail at her class, but you were nervous as you smiled, anyway. The Professor hadn't commented on it and instead initiated a quick hug.
"Well, if it isn't our lovely [Y/N]. I'd never admit that before," she raises a playful eyebrow and clinks it with yours and Dovey's. "but you certainly have grown. Engaged, I heard." you start thinking if she had heard of it, too.
Professor Dovey snapped her head in your direction at this, obviously taken aback. You wouldn't blame her. It wasn't something you'd do a year ago. "Engaged?"
You hold out your right hand, and despite having done this a couple of times, the action cringes you as they stare at the beautiful ring. "I meant to tell."
"It's beautiful..." Professor Anemone blinks, "But."
"She'd rather not talk about it." Professor Dovey interrupts, and you smile reassuringly at both of them. "I am glad you're engaged and set to a wonderful, fairytale life, dear."
Your smile tightened. A wonderful, fairytale life you had envisioned before had been different, and beautifully so. The thought of it makes you want to choke. It had been a long time since that dream came across your mind, but the effect lingered the same. The longing and the pain tore through your heart, still. You wanted to excuse yourself then and there when a certain woman walked over the small circle of you and the two Professors.
"You came,"
All the air in your lungs escaped. And so did Anemone and Dovey.
Leonora Lesso stood tall, her heels bothering her feet like always, and dressed in an all-black outfit appropriate for Never Professors, looking as Evil and as beautiful as ever. A wonder. And still, still, she took your breath away.
"You came, too." was all your stupid mouth could say, your eyes fixed on her amethyst ones. Limitless, you'd describe it then. And you were right even after all these years.
"It's kind of mandatory." she humored, and you smiled, and she forgot to breathe as well. It's insane, she thinks, of how you were still able to do this to her. To have this kind of hold after everything.
When Leonora thought she was on the brink of death, her life flashed before her eyes, and she saw you. Your eyes. Your smile. She felt you. Your soft hands. Your touch. You.
Silence fell, awkward silence. And you had shifted your gaze from her eyes to the ground, afraid of letting too much of your emotions fall out. You wonder if she was at all feeling the same.
"Professor Dovey said you changed. A surprise, she claims." you start, hoping it'd suffice for a conversation.
"Dovey says a lot of things."
"I know."
"I should say the same for you." she watched your ring, and you followed suit. You felt almost defensive of your actions when you realized. "I say congratulations are in order."
You gulp the lump in your throat, "You don't have to."
"Congratulations, [Y/N]."
You crumbled. Lesso's face was void of anything but hurt. For a second, you were sure tears formed in the corners of her eyes, and you struggled not to pull her into your arms like before. Why can't this just be like before?
"It's for formality. I don't love him. It's not like that." you quickly blabbered, breathing heavily. "I... shit. Just..." and without warning, you took her by arm and electricity flowed through your skin. You try not to focus on the fact that this has been the first time you touched her in years as you drag the both of you to your secret spot. A surreptitious place that felt like it was built solely for the two of you. When you arrived, a breath you didn't know you were holding was still stuck in your throat. You pull your hand away.
Leonora stands a few feet away, maintaining a distance to keep herself from running up to you and having you be hers again.
"You look beautiful tonight."
"Stop,"
"[Y/N], I apologize--"
"No. Stop,"
"Please, just--"
"You denied me!" all the pain throughout the years, the hurt that had grown over time and had been forgotten, and the frustration, came out trembling. The tears you refrained from falling fell free. Leonora Lesso has always been your ruin. "You denied me, Leonora. I told you I love you and I wanted to fight for you. That--that this fucking Good versus Evil bullshit was nothing compared to what we had-- what we have-- that it was greater than anything withstanding us! And you denied me."
The moonlight shone just like that night. You see Leonora's eyebrows furrowed, and it only took you a second to realize she was crying, too. Her red hair, longer now, had cascaded just above her shoulder. And you ached to brush your fingers on it.
"I love you." she steps closer.
"No."
"I love you so much." and closer.
"Leonora--"
"I love you, [Y/N]."
And you admit defeat. Just like before. You meet her halfway and wrap your arms around her neck as you pull her in for a kiss. Heavens, her lips. Her kiss. Her hands find its usual place on your waist. The feel of her pressed up. The brush of her nose. You could die. It all seemed to fit so perfectly. Like two puzzles. Like two fated people meant to be each other's.
The moment she pulls away, you sniffle, tears still flowing. She chuckles at the sight of you, wiping your tears away with her thumb. You lean into the touch. "You are the best thing in my life and I was a fool to let you go. To ever believe those things I've said, to even imply them. I was the greatest fool ever. But I can't live this life, [Y/N], not without you. I can't live with knowing I had you and set you free. I cannot."
"I love you, too, you dumbass."
Leonora smiles, and your heart swells with so much love. The sound of your diamond ring falling to the ground cracks a smile in you, and Lesso brushes her nose against yours. You inhale her scent. Unchanging. Just like this unwavering love between the two of you. You press your lips against hers again, feeling at home within her arms.
"Deny me again and I'll kill you, you hear me?"
"And to think you graduated School for Good."
the end.
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any grammatical errors and typos will be changed in the morning because wtf it's 3 am I AM TIRED. SUFFER FOR A LITTLE. GOOD NIGHT.
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Artists on twitter are drawing this (1st pic) as their favorite sapphic ship, so I had to do the same with dovesso :)
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cissyenthusiast010155 · 6 months
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Begging for You ~Leonora Lesso xFem Girlfriend!Reader
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Lesso and her girlfriend wake up together in shared quarters. But Reader doesn’t want Leonora to go just yet…
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Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, eating out, kissing, teasing, begging, begging kink, etc.
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You woke up with a certain itch in your core. You knew it well...
You rolled out of bed, careful to not wake your red headed girlfriend. Walking into the bathroom with a aching feeling in your core, you began your morning activities. By the time you had gotten dressed and were in the kitchen, getting coffee, Lesso had woken up.
"Morning." Leonora said in her early morning, gruff voice.
Ooooooh that tone sent chills down your spine.
You sent your coffee down from taking a sip and looked up at the dean.
"Mmm Good Morning" you yawned.
The redhead then came over and poured herself a cup of coffee. You stood there and watched the woman.
"Something on your mind, dearest...?" She cooed.
You blinked and came out of your morning trance.
"L... Do you have to go early this morning?" You asked.
Lesso chuckled.
"Not necessarily... Why?" Leonora asked teasingly.
You blushed and looked down at your coffee mug.
"I need you.." you muttered.
The woman came up to you, directing your head to meet her gaze with her fingers.
"Say again" the redhead purred, already having heard you, but wanting to hear it again.
"I need you." You whimpered, gazing into Leonora's fierce, dark eyes.
She then quirked her head and backed away from you. You whimpered slightly at the loss of contact.
"Beg."
What?
Your breath became bated and you fiddled with your fingers.
"I… S-sorry?" You stammered, taken aback.
The redhead invaded your personal space once more, her lips starting to nip at your neck, but retracting once more.
"Beg me. Go on..." Lesso purred.
Eyes widened and breathless, you nodded slowly. Taking it one step further, you fell on your knees and looked up at your girlfriend.
Oh and did Leonora love that…
Her eyes sparkled and her lips wickedly smirked at your position.
"I… Need… You... please. So badly... Please Leo... Help me...?" You pleaded, staring up at the red head.
Leonora chuckled once more. Your girlfriend then offered her hand to lead you back into the bedroom. Your eyes lit up and you nodded eagerly, taking her hand. Lesso suddenly swept you off your feet, carrying you back to the bedroom and dropping you in the center of the bed.
You scurried to remove all your clothing, then presenting yourself to the redhead. She climbed on top of you, making you shiver. She began to kiss and bite your exposed skin, leaving marks as she worked her way down.
"Please please please Leo-!!" You chanted in a groan.
"You look so good when you beg..." she cooed wickedly.
You breathlessly moaned at Lesso's words. You tried to push the red head further down, to your slick core. But Leonora only growled at you, and you quickly removed your hands and waited patiently.
In her time, the red head teased and toyed with you, eventually finally making contact with your sex. Once she had reached your cunt, she stopped teasing and set a relentless pace of eating you out.
Your toes curled and your hands gripped the sheets of the bed like a vice. Your head lolled back, and you cried out in pleasurable pain as Lesso's nails dug into your thighs. Leonora's sharp tongue worked you up to your high with ease, making you cry out her name as waves of euphoria crashed over you. Your body trembled as Lesso lapped up your juices, cleaning your core and then your thighs. She then looked up at you with a Cheshire Cat grin.
"Satisfied..?" The redhead toyingly purred.
You nodded speechlessly, your face flushed and your body limp.
"Hmmmm... Leonora hummed in delight, "Good girl."
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