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cissyenthusiast010155 · 5 months

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Hi :)

Can I ask for smut with Lesso and female reader? Reader is over 25 and in a relationship with Lesso. They use magic in bed for greater pleasure and this time reader wants to try and use the spell on herself. Leo guides her through it and she manages to create magical pen!s but isn't sure if it'll work properly. Lesso says it's only one way to find out and starts riding her. When they are both close Reader cums inside Lesso. A couple of weeks later Lesso finds out she's pregnant and says to the reader: 'do you remember our last spell in bed? You did so good with it that it got me pregnant.' Reader thinks she's joking and doesn't believe her at first till Leo shows her pregnancy test and leaves the reader speechless 😶.

Idk if it's sth you'd like to write. If not just pls don't ignore it and give me a sign it's not for you but I would be rly thrilled if you did write it. Thank you :)

Enchanted Choices with Unforeseen Consequences ~Leonora Lesso xFem Wife!Reader

Summary— Leonora and Reader have some fun with an enchanted g!p, and it leads to some unforeseen consequences… Anon Response— Hey hey anon!! Thank you for the request, and thank you for your patience. I would love to write this! Hope you Enjoy ♥️

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Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, lost of fluff too, enchanted penis, dick riding, little teasing, happy crying, happy endings, etc.

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“I… I don’t know if it will work though…” you chuckled, leaning back in your seat and admiring the magical dick that Lesso had helped you make.

“Only one way to find out…” Leonora teasingly purred.

Lesso then straddled you, swiftly sitting down and taking your new dick into her cunt entirely in one fell swoop.

“Holy fuck—Leo!!” You groaned, your mouth falling open.

“Shiiiiiiiit Mmmmmmm—” Lesso groaned, “You’re bigger than I anticipated, Baby…”

That made you smirk, and in response you jerked your hips up. This made Leonora groan even louder, which quickly turned into a growl.

Her signature smirk returned to her face, as she placed her hands on your shoulders and began to thoroughly ride you. With zero mercy.

You cried and groaned and moaned, but Lesso wouldn’t relent. She rode you like there was no tomorrow, milked you for everything you were worth.

And before you can say anything, you’re cumming, shooting your magical cum deep inside Lesso. The woman on top of you groans loudly, cumming along side you. She smirks, panting heavily, as you go limp inside her.

“Fuck Leo…” you pant out, chuckling lightly.

The redhead is gleaming back at you, very proud of how flustered and undone you had become.

A couple of weeks past. And Lesso has been feeling a little sick. It was the fall season, so the woman had nursed it off as a seasonal cold.

But it only got worse. Leonora found herself throwing up on the regular. And she felt intense heat waves along with that. As well as intense food cravings at random times. It was the most bizarre thing.

Lesso thought it was crazy to think that she could be pregnant, but that’s what it felt like… And it would make sense as to when you and her had magically created you that dick. So she took a pregnancy test… and it was positive.

How was she going to tell you??

Leonora knew that she had to tell you, so after classes one day, while you were both lounging in your private quarters, she decided it was a better time than never.

“Baby, you remember that magical cock we made you a couple weeks ago?” Lesso hummed, continuing to grade as if what she was saying was nothing.

You looked up from the book you were reading.

“Yea…?” You said, slightly confused.

Now Leonora looked up. Her face was a myriad of emotions, that you were having trouble reading.

“Well turns out, you did so well that it got me pregnant, Baby…” Leonora breathed out.

Lesso picked up the positive pregnancy test from inside her desk drawer, waving it around for you to see.

Your jaw dropped. And you started to laugh.

“I—what?” You stammered in between giggles.

“I’m. pregnant.” Leonora said slowly and clearly.

Your eyes widening as you tried to process the woman’s words. You said nothing after that, instead you just stood up and walked towards Leonora. She handed you the test and you stared at it, your eyes starting to water.

Lesso immediately stood up and took you into an embrace as you started to cry tears of happiness.

“I— I can’t believe it…” you stammered, “I’ve always… wanted to be a mom—”

You sniffled in between your thought as Leonora kissed the tears away from your cheeks.

“I just didn’t expect it… this moment.” You breathed out, a big smile coming across your face.

Leonora hugged you tightly.

“I have no doubt, you’ll be an amazing mother, Baby…” she comforted you.

You hugged her back with just as much fervor.

“Right back at ya, Leo” you murmured into the crook of her neck.

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athenodora-sulpicia-writer · 1 year

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The Trench Coat- Lady Lesso

*Dovey runs into the room to see a crying Reader* Dovey: whatever's the matter?

Reader: Lesso said she doesn't love me anymore.

Dovey: Lesso! How could you?

Lesso: I never said that.

Reader: Yes you did, you said that I couldn't wear your coat.

Lesso: That's because I was already wearing it.

Reader: so why should that matter.

Lesso: Why don't I get you one for your birthday.

Reader: But it wont feel the same way.

Lesso: What do you mean 'It won't feel the same way' a coats, a coat.

*Reader lets out another sob*

Lesso: Isn't it?

Reader: it wont feel like your hugging me all day, if it's not yours.

*Lesso now understanding takes her coat off smiling gently and wraps it round the Reader's shoulders*

#lady lesso #lady leonora lesso #the school for good and evil #charlize theron #lady lesso x fem reader #lady lesso x reader #lady lesso x female reader #gxg #dean of evil #professor dovey #clarissa #leonora #the trench coat

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let-your-chaos-explode · 1 year

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Hello! May I request Lady Lesso x fem!reader that’s a professor and kind of embarrassed because they’re sexually inexperienced and afraid they won’t be good in bed. However that actually makes Lesso uncharacteristically soft and she reassures the reader she still wants them (and maybe even more?) Thank youuuuu

This one's for you Anon! I hope this fulfills at least some of what you were looking for!

Hands-On Experience

You had been at the School for Good and Evil for nearly three years now. It was a decidedly odd experience, teaching the school as a collective rather than the separate courses you were used to before the Readers came. It certainly was a learning curve.

What you could say for it was the unavoidable mingling between members of the Ever staff and Never staff. Where before, you had only ever had interactions with the teachers at the School for Good, now you enjoyed socializing with members of both schools. One in particular.

You had not attended school the same time Lady Lesso had. She was just a few years older than you and had left just as you had arrived. Your first ever encounter with the Dean of Evil had been during your hiring interview. She had remained stoic throughout the process, only speaking up to ask a few procedural questions. Professor Dovey had taken the lead in lieu of the School Master, and now knowing what you know, that was probably for the best. After you were hired, you had practically no interactions with the red-haired woman. That was fine enough... To be honest, she intimidated you.

Her booming voice in the halls as she addressed the students startled you every time. And the cold glare that often adorned her sharp features gave you chills. And that’s not even to mention the way she manhandled those in her path with her cane…

Evers and Nevers avoided each other like the plague. And then there was unification.

Forced together for staff meetings, shared classes, social events…suddenly everywhere you went, she was there too. And you found, now, you didn’t mind. The first time she spoke to you outside of a strictly professional manner, you thought you would drop dead from shock. Or embarrassment. Or both. She was curt but…pleasant? You were never the most eloquent Ever, but you were mortified to find yourself stumbling over your words. It was only made worse by the knowing glint in her eye.

After that, encounters with Lady Lesso became more frequent. She started sitting across from you in staff meetings and seemed to thoroughly enjoy making you blush with her very direct eye contact. She also became a casual patron of the library, and you often found her reading in your preferred alcove. She had even taken to joining you in your nightly walks around the garden. She claimed to have been doing it for years but you couldn’t recall ever seeing her on this side of the bridge prior to unification. Truth be told, you looked forward to those moments the most. And yet, you weren’t entirely certain of her motives. Not that you were complaining! Her presence was intoxicating, and now that you had grown accustomed to her invading your space, you found you didn’t want her to leave. You just weren’t sure how to ask if she was as interested in exploring something more as you were. You weren’t sure how to navigate any aspect of romance, actually.

Let’s just say you were frighteningly close to becoming a wish fish during your tutelage.

Friendship…romance…sex… none of it exactly came naturally to you. Oh, you were very interested. You just were hopeless when it came to reading subtle cues. Or making the first move. Put simply, you were inexperienced. And when comparing yourself to someone that absolutely oozed sex appeal and confidence, it left you feeling lacking. What could you possibly have to offer? It made you hesitate. Even when you were almost certain the former Dean of Evil was sending some rather obvious signals.

It’s how you found yourself in your current predicament.

It was the first annual unity ball. Students of heroism and villainy alike covered the entirety of the dance floor. A few odd ones here and there clung to the outskirts, much like you did. A bolder few kept eyeballing you as they, not-so-secretively, attempted to spike the punch. Chaperoning these events was the absolute bane of teaching here. The music was too loud, the clashing scent of all the perfume made your head spin, and there wasn’t enough room to move without feeling like you were stepping on somebody else’s toes. You had felt distinctly out of place until she settled next to you.

“You look about as happy to be here as I am.” Lady Lesso snorted, reclining into the wall next to you, allowing your shoulders to brush.

You inclined your head to acknowledge her while maintaining hard eye contact with the teenagers with the flask. Lady Lesso followed your line of sight and a broad grin split across her face.

“Oh! How I absolutely adore the dumb ones!” She laughed with glee. “Hold my coat!”

You did a double take as the former Dean of Evil shucked her woolen gray coat and tossed it in your face. Underneath, she wore a silken, white, button-down shirt accented by a black, pin-striped waistcoat. The cut of the vest came up under her breasts, rather than over, and accented beautifully the lovely shape of her figure. Even more so was the distinct lack of a tie. Her legs were clad in tight pin-striped pants that seemed to cling to her impossibly long legs. Tall, stiletto heels gave her added height and a sultry feminine flare to her sharp outfit. Your eyes couldn’t help but follow the sway of her hips as she sauntered over to the pair of students.

You couldn’t hear what was said over the music, but you could make a few guesses based on the comically wide eyes and facial grimacing. Lady Lesso leaned in between the two to whisper something, probably violent, into their ears and their faces paled dramatically. With a harsh glare, she held out her palm and two flasks were deposited promptly into her waiting hand before the students practically sprinted away.

Lesso resumed her place beside you and handed you one of the confiscated flasks. You watched incredulously as she popped open the cap of the other and downed a mouthful of the contraband. She gave a brief cringe and then shrugged, taking another swig.

“What are you doing?” You hissed in disbelief, eyeing the flask in your own hand.

Lesso smirked and rose a perfectly sculpted brow. “Listen, kitten…you’ll learn that sometimes the only way to make it through the torture they put us through is to be a little buzzed and roll with the punches.”

You could feel your cheeks burning under her stare and so naturally, you toss back a gulp of the repulsive liquor. The cheap booze burned your throat and you coughed and spluttered. Lesso clapped a slender hand against your back and threw you a salacious wink, doing nothing to curb the heat blazing in your chest, cheeks, and throat.

Lesso reached over and snatched the flask out of your hands and stashed it in the back pocket of her pants. You didn’t think it was possible to be envious of a piece of metal. She tilted her head and studied you critically before coming to some sort of conclusion with a decisive nod of her head.

“Let’s go, princess.” Lesso grasped your elbow and started leading you out of the hall.

The contact at your arm was warm and left you tingling. You uncertainly followed her lead, curious, but incomprehensibly trusting. Where were you going?

“Somewhere quiet.” She answered.

You startled. You didn’t realize you had said that aloud. Lesso pivoted quickly and shoved open a door with her cane, steering you inside. With a glowing finger, the door slammed shut and bolted. Slowly, your eyes dragged up her lithe form before settling on her eyes. Her emerald gaze held a distinctly predatory gleam. The heat you’ve been feeling sank to your core.

She leaned with both hands into the head of her cane and gave your body an appreciative look. You followed her gaze to your gown. The simplicity of the violet-colored dress suddenly felt inadequate. Embarrassment once again colored your cheeks. The cool tip of Lesso’s cane found purchase under your chin as she gently lifted your face to look at her.

“None of that, kitten.” She purred. “You look absolutely ravishing. Good enough to eat.”

Lesso let the cane drop and she closed the space between you.

“Uh…I uh…” You stammered nervously.

“Now correct me if I’m wrong, which I never am…” She hushed, placing a long finger against your lips. “You’ve been having rather unprofessional thoughts about us.”

Panic hit you like a horse’s hoof to the chest. Was this really happening?

Her cool finger moved down the column of your throat and her palm flattened against your racing heart.

“Was I right?” Lesso asked with a mischievous smile.

Your tongue felt like lead in your mouth as any and all words failed you when all you wanted to do was shout, YES!

Your hesitation gave her pause. Lesso’s brows furrowed into a concerned pinch between her eyes and she took a significant step back. And while you could now breathe a little easier, you missed the warmth.

“I’m sorry if I misunderstood.” She said roughly, clearly caught off guard.

Your hands shot out without your permission and found purchase against her forearms, halting her retreat. You stared at them dumbly for a moment before her softened voice cut through your thoughts.

“Y/N?”

You swallowed thickly against the sudden dryness of your mouth and your eyes pleaded with her to have some patience with you.

“I uh…” you cleared your throat. “I’m not very good at…this.”

A confused frown joined her worried expression as she struggled to follow your point.

“This?” Lesso prompted.

“Uh…” You gestured vaguely between you, hoping she would understand.

Comprehensión started to dawn in her eyes and she raked her gaze over you once more.

“Have you never had sex?” She asked you plainly.

Shame washed over you in agonizing waves and you wanted nothing more than the floor to swallow you whole in that moment.

The back of her hand caressed your cheek in an uncharacteristically soft gesture before tucking an errant strand of hair behind your ear.

“Y/N, you have to know that I would never force you to do something you didn’t want to do. I might be evil, but I’m not a monster.”

Your hands reached out once more of their own accord and fiddled with a button of her vest.

“It’s not that I don’t want to!” You assured emphatically. “I just don’t know how.”

Lesso’s hand stilled yours against her abdomen and the other lifted your chin as she ducked to meet your gaze. It was a sea of green you wanted to drown in.

“Just being with you has been a breath of fresh air, Y/N. I have rather…enjoyed getting to know you. And if you’d allow me to, I’d like to get to know you a little bit better.”

“What if I’m not any good at it?” You asked worriedly.

Lesso chuckled softly and shook her head. “You Evers and your inescapable need to be perfect.”

She grabbed you by the waist and pulled you firmly against her chest, her other hand coming to rest behind your neck. She brushed her nose tenderly against your own, giving you time to pull away if you wished. Feeling emboldened, you closed the distance and captured her painted lips with your own. She let you take control of the kiss, granting you access as your tongue slid along the seam of her lips. Your kiss was tentative…exploratory. Lesso’s fingers dug into your waist and pulled you impossibly closer as you moaned into her mouth. With a quick swipe of her tongue to your palate, she pulled back.

“You see, the thing about sex is that it can be quite instinctual.” Lesso rasped into your ear. “But, oh… the things I could teach you.”

You felt the tip of her tongue swirl against the shell of your ear and sharp teeth nip at the lobe. Her breath against the sensitive skin sent shivers down your spine and wetness to pool in your center.

“Will you let me show you just how much I want you?” She asked you softly, searching your eyes.

Feeling your confidence soar, you let a salacious smile stretch across your face.

“Lead the way, Professor Lesso. I would enjoy some hands-on experience.”

#Lady Lesso #Leonora Lesso #lady lesso x reader #SGE #school for good and evil #fanfic #fanfiction #reader insert #suggestive themes #Lady Lesso x fem!reader

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milfsxlove · 1 year

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“Not Evil Enough” — Lady Leonora Lesso/Fem!Reader

It's my first ever posted work. Enjoy reading and feel free to comment your thoughts <3

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drkmgs · 9 months

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Stories Update

Hi, hello!

These are the stories that are sitting in my drafts. Don't worry, I will finish them as soon as I sort my schedule out.

[Also, I'm still working on the I'm in love with the criminal. Pairing Lou Miller x Layla Bradford (OC)]

Thanks for reading! :3

In the meantime, here is my masterlist.

#wednesday addams x reader #wednesday addams x you #wednesday x you #jenna ortega #jenna ortega x reader #lady lesso x you #lady lesso x reader #charlize theron x reader #charlize theron x you #lou miller x y/n #lou miller x you #lou miller #cate blanchett x fem! reader

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blackhiil · 10 months

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started writing a clarissa x fem oc story because there’s a severe shortage of them and i really wanna post about it but i’m trying to finish at LEAST the first 3 parts before i post but i’m literally soooo excited about it therefore i’m still going to tell you all about it and hopefully i post sometime this month !

i headcanon clarissa as a lesbian so keep that in mind

also, it needs to be known that i know absolutely nothing about the books. i tried to read them but sophie is soooo fucking insufferable i don’t even think i made it to chapter 3, so anything i know is from the wikia page or whatever i remember about once upon a time…

her name is astraea vivienne ryder (more specifically, dovey-ryder or ryder-dovey bc they’re married but i can’t decide which one i like).

she’s black, — darkskin — tall about 5’10, 5’11. she has long black braids with curly ends and she wears white and orange. she also wears thick gold arm bands (as a nod to dovey) and other gold jewelry.

shes a lesbian. she’s occasionally wears suits. her favorite flower is the orange lily. her nails are sharp, but not long, and usually painted white or gold. she doesn’t wear white to balls because it feels to wedding like.

— clarissa’s nicknames for her are my star and vivi. her nicknames for clarissa are mon coeur (my heart in french) and mon âme (my soul in french)

— astraea and clarissa are about a year apart in age but graduated (they graduate in sge right?! i mean it is school…) at the same time.

— clarissa fell first; astraea fell harder. clarissa confessed first. astraea proposed first. in the school, they were roommates and of course roommates !

— i wrote her as a fairy godmother cause i think clarissa being with another fairy godmother is cute plus, i needed a reason for her to be gone and then come back and her being away in a story made sense.

— i haven’t decided if i have want to keep her as one. kinda wanted her to be a witch, but the name astraea comes from a greek goddess and im like “hm…maybe?” so yea kinda stuck on what she is exactly.

— she mainly teaches history however, she’s knowledgeable in many subjects and occasionally teaches different classes

— her other nicknames are rae (by emma and lesso) and lady a (by students she likes). everyone else calls her professor ryder.

— astraea and lesso are best friends... surprisingly. their friendship started because of a prank war between the two (lesso was pleasantly surprised that an ever was capable of such things). they then decided to help each other prank the others’ school. so astraea pranked the nevers and lesso pranked the evers…

— astraea and emma are really close friends. emma was often subjected to astraea’s many, many rants about how much she was in love with clarissa.

#༺ z writes #clarissa dovey #clarissa dovey x fem oc #clarissa dovey x black fem oc #x black reader #sge #school for good and evil #black lesbians #lady lesso #emma anemone #professor dovey #lesbian

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veentriliogy · 1 year

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Now Taking Request!!!

Yall im back alive once again to take requests for one-shots of these listed fandoms for fem pairing: Ouat (Once Upon A Time) AHS (American Horror Story) X-Files

Oitnb(Orange Is The New Black)

Harry Potter

Avengers (Marvel)

anyways luv yalll stay safe and drink water plz

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anyasivy · 4 months

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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

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.

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.

#leonora lesso #lady lesso #leonora lesso x reader #lady lesso x reader #the school for good and evil #sfgae #charlize theron #charlize theron x reader #wlw #hurt/comfort #fluff #was so sleepy writing this holy shit

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doesthatsuggestanythingtoyou · 4 months

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Time For Myself

> lady lesso x fem!reader x larissa weems

> requested? yes!

> content/warnings: R just needs time for herself but her girlfriends don't know that

> a/n: i got really weirded out at writing this at first but it kinda grew on me 🤷🏻‍♀️

request prompt: would you write Larissa x reader x Lesso?? Cause there's only one thing better than having a principle girlfriend, and it's having TWO principle/dean girlfriends jfbcjdbx

Teleporting to Nevermore and the School of Evil has always been easy with your powers. Sure, you could teleport anywhere at any time you would like, but that doesn't mean that it wouldn't take a toll on you.

So, deciding to leave your partners for a day, you went back to your village and treated yourself to a needed self-care day. Though the only flaw in your plan was that you didn't tell any of them where you would be going or why you decided not to answer letters or your phone for the day, leaving them on their own for a day certainly drove them mad.

With Lesso in another realm, her technology skills were still amiss, compared to Larissa, who could actually call you whenever she would like to. This led Lesso to feel quite useless in your relationship, noting that without you, her communication with Larissa would cease to exist. Thus making you the glue in your complex relationship.

“It’s a weekend, Clarissa! I assure you, my students know how to act normally and not kill anyone in their sight for two days!” Lesso shook the hold that Dovey had on her arm. She would need to travel now to arrive at Nevemore with the sun still out, or she would have to stay at an inn and possibly embarrass herself by paying with gold rather than the currency there.

“That is not what I’m concerned about, Leonora!” Dovey raised her hands in exasperation and rolled her eyes.

"Oh, please, do not pretend to care about my being. I am simply going to visit my partners.” Lesso sighed as she brushed her coat. Once Lesso was sure that Dovey would stay quiet, she took the scissors out of her pocket and cut through the air. Casting her gaze one final time upon her counterpart, Lesso took a deep breath, steeling herself for what lay ahead. She stepped forward, her figure disappearing into the portal. As she vanished, the portal crackled and hissed before finally shrinking into nothingness.

Similarly to Lesso’s predicament, Larissa had taken it upon herself to finish her paperwork, pace back and forth within the confines of her office, and repeatedly dial your phone. “Come on! Answer!” Larissa snagged her glass of wine and chugged it in one sitting.

Biting her lips, Larissa groaned and caressed her face. What had she done for you to ignore her all day? Deciding to skim the calendar for missed events, Larrissa found no sign of any missed event that regarded your relationship. As time passed, Larissa sat down and sent multiple messages. Then a knock was heard at the door.

Frowning, Larissa had canceled all her appointments for the day due to the fact that searching for where you were was more important than a meeting with a parent about their child’s spectacular grades. Striding towards the door, she opened it quite harshly, making the person on the other side flinch.

Seeing the person outside her door, Larissa took a glance behind the person and pulled them inside. “Leonora! What are you doing here?”

Shrugging off her coat, Lesso pressed a kiss on Larissa’s cheek and asked, “Have you found her yet?” Returning the affection, Larissa sighed and shook her head.

“Not yet.”

Pursing her lips, Lesso dropped her exhausted body on the couch. “Did you try calling her?” Larissa gave Lesso an incredulous look and flicked the redhead’s forehead. “What do you think I’ve been doing all day?”

Lesso gave Larissa a look that said she didn’t know. As silence filled the room, Lesso took it as an opportunity to observe Larissa’s office. Every nook and cranny of the room had something that would remind Larissa of your relationship. The walls were full of dried flowers that Lesso would give you and Larissa before leaving her realm. The table in the middle had picture frames of their faces. One frame had been close to Lesso; it was the picture of you, her, and Larissa the night after she had invited you to one of Dovey’s balls. The fireplace mantel sported two figurines: a wooden fox and a glass daisy. It served as a memory of Leonora and you for Larissa whenever she felt lonely.

Snapping out of her thoughts, Lesso sat up and turned to Larissa. “Where does she live?” This had Larissa rack her brain and think of your interview with her for the position as the history teacher in Nevermore. "I-I don’t know.”

Growling, Lesso took Larissa’s shoulders and shook the lady. “Come on, think!” She snapped her fingers in front of the blonde. “What kind of outcast is she?”

Pushing Lesso’s hand away from her face, Larissa replied. “She’s a fairy!”

“And where do fairies live?”

Eyes widening, they stated simultaneously. “The Isle!”

But before they could stand up, a voice asked behind them, “And what is with the Isle?”

Turning around, Larissa took a step towards you and encased you in an embrace. “Where have you been?” Shaking her head, Lesso joined the embrace and kissed the top of your head. “We’ve been worried sick.”

Snuggling yourself deeper into the embrace, you inhaled their mixed scents and closed your eyes. “Mmm, I just needed time for myself.” As minutes went by, you opened your eyes and gave both of them a kiss on their lips. “I missed both of you, though.”

#school for good and evil #lady lesso x reader #lady lesso #leonora lesso #larissa weems x reader #leonora lesso x reader #wednesday #larissa weems #principal weems x reader #principal weems

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itzvintagevibez · 1 year

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CLARISSA TEACHING EVER READER HOW TO BE GOOD

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

Reader; Look a different way

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

Reader; Ask for her number

Clarissa; Wha- Why?!

Reader; Cause she's beautiful

Clarissa; OMG- Reader listen to me okay?

Reader; Mhm *nods attentively*

Clarissa; A beautiful young woman-

Reader; Is that woman perhaps Lady Lesso?

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

Reader; What need of help is she in?

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

Reader; Nothing

Clarissa; *shocked* Why-

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

Clarissa; *speechless*

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

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athenodora-sulpicia-writer · 1 year

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Lady Lesso x Pregnant Fem Reader

Lesso: It's not happening.

Reader: Why not?

Lesso: because I said so.

Reader: Who put you in charge of this relationship?

*with a devilish grin Lesso leans over the reader*

Lesso: Don't forget I'm the dean of Evil darling and I'm also not the one who's pregnant.

Reader: Yeah, you'd think being the one who's pregnant, you'd get the final say.

Lesso: It's not my fault your pregnant Princess.

Reader: (sarcastically) yet your the other parent and you share just as much DNA with this baby as I do.

*Dovey storms in annoyed from all the arguing*

Dovey: Oh for all that is Good! Why are you two arguing again?

Reader: (pouting with arms folded) Lesso Won't let me name the baby.

Dovey: Lesso that's mean, your not the one carrying the little royal.

Lesso: Fine she can pick the bloody name.

Dovey: (to the reader) It's definitely you who's pregnant right?

*Lesso stares daggers at Dovey*

Reader: Thank you and just so you know the baby will be called: Vivienne Elizabeth Marie Lesso.

Lesso: (Walking over to the reader) I suppose it is a lovely name.

*Lesso than places her hand on her girlfriend's baby bump and smiles fondly, she then smiles wider and gets excited when the baby kicks*

#lady lesso #leonora lesso #lady leonora lesso #charlize theron #the school for good and evil #lady lesso x fem reader #lady lesso x reader #lady lesso x pregnant reader #pregnant reader #professor dovey #dean of evil #arguing #baby names #soft lady lesso #lesso #leonora #clarissa dovey

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horeformilfs · 4 months

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Stubborn Little Princess

Lady Lesso x Fem!Reader

TW: Fainting, Fever, Illness

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#lady lesso imagine #lady lesso x you #lady lesso x reader #lady lesso #lady lesso x professor dovey #lady lesso x female readeer #the school for good and evil #leonora lesso #sge #hurt/comfort #fluff

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frost-queen · 1 year

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Deadly kiss (Fem!Reader x Lady Lesso)

Requested by: anon Forever tag: @missmelodramatic, @theletterhart, @alex--awesome--22, @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly, @denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco @idkwhatmyusername, @subjecta13-thefangirl, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr

You sighed hovered over parchments. Touching your forehead with a brief shake, you were disappointed in the answers you were reading. With your feather you crossed out sharply the written word. Lifting the parchment up, you narrowed your eyes to try reading the scribbling ink. It was unreadable. In a way it was wicked that the writing was this chaotic, but you couldn’t even read what it said to examining it was harder.

You decided to leave a little sidenote with it. A bit of praise and a bit of criticism. You then swished your finger across as the parchment rolled up on it’s own. Picking it up, you placed it on the side. You heard the door creak behind you while grading the next parchment. A presence sneaking up from behind you. You clearly felt their presence as a shadow came down on your desk. With a sweet curious hum, you knew enough. – “Lady Lesso.” – you said dipping your feather in the ink bottle. – “Y/n.” – Lady Lesso answered admiring her nails.

You sighed again crossing out a word. Lady Lesso chuckled. – “They still have a lot to learn.” – you said out loud. The wood in the desk cracked a bit when Lady Lesso pressed her hand down on it. Her other hand laying on your chair. She came leaning over your shoulder to take a look for herself. You swallowed smelling a bit of her wickedly perfume. All the flavors that send your senses tingling.

She hummed again as you weren’t sure what meaning it had. A simple high hum that hid perhaps a bit of sarcasm. – “Lesso?” – you said as her eyes went down to your hand. She clicked her tongue in pity saddening her expression. You watched her trail her fingers above your hand. – “Your hand must feel so sore from grading?” – she said. It hadn’t occurred to you yet. You lifted your hand up, rubbing over it with your other. – “Perhaps… I have been grading for over an hour now.” – you casually responded.

“Well then.” – Lady Lesso said leaning in closer to you. You licked your lips brief thinking she would kiss you. Hoping she would. Her smile was cunningly. Her eyes dazzling with playfulness. You even leaned in to meet her half-way. Lady Lesso lifted up your hand bringing it in between. You watched her leave a delicate kiss on your hand. Her eyes focused on you. A tease to mess with you. It made you tighten your jaw. She lowered your hand as you leaned in wanting to kiss her.

“Anyways.” – she started straightening her posture. You kissed the air, grabbing onto your chair to prevent yourself from falling forwards. – “I should leave you to it. You still have a lot to do.” – she spoke with her back at you. You grabbed the back of your chair, turning more towards her. – “Toodles.” – she waved her fingers flirtatiously. You groaned loud once she was out of the door. Letting your forehead bump against the top of the chair to knock some sense into yourself.

After grading the parchments, you headed outside. Taking a turn to head for the library. There was some witches book you wanted to perhaps use in your lessons to knock more sense in the nevers. The library was close to empty. Perhaps a few nevers with their noses deep in a book. You looked at the shelves silently mumbling the titles you came across. All not the one you were searching for. You went into a new row doing the exact same thing.

Bringing your finger up, you dabbled your fingers as they moved across the book’s back. – “Ah!” – you quietly said with a surprise smile on your face. You came to a stop before it, reaching your hand out. Suddenly you felt another body pressed against your back, making you panic for a moment. A long black sleeve coming in your visual with a delicate hand. You squeaked being squashed between the body and shelves as it reached for the book. – “Allow me.” – you heard her whisper in your ear.

Lesso had taken the book, plucking it out. – “How… how did you know where I was?” – you asked, a rocket of fireworks going off inside of you. The warmth of her body against yours was enough to make you meld into a puddle. Lesso chuckled amusingly in your ear bringing her hand down. – “I know everything.” – she answered with a widen of her eyes. You gasped how her voice sounded so wickedly delicious in your ear. She moved the book down putting it down in your hand. Your eyes widened when you felt her plump lips against your bare neck.

The imprint it left on your skin from her glossy lipstick. Lady Lesso backed away before you could react to the fullest. Turning around sharply you stared into nothing. No sign of her. Swallowing you needed a moment to cool yourself. Why was it that she kept teasing you with these kisses. You wanted to kiss her, actually kiss her. Not some sweet pecks here and there, no a real sturdy kiss that would leave you breathless.

Before you knew it, you were gripping onto the book firmly. Nails pressed into the cover, shaking with frustration on the inside. If this went on for any longer, you would lose your devilish mind. Mumbling some curse words and witches speech, you stormed out of the library. If she would tease you like this one more time, you would explode. Her little pecks only made you crave more for her. Yearn for those devilish lips on yours. If you had to face a million evers just to receive one, you would. Nothing would stop you now from getting that kiss.

The next day you busted into her office unannounced. Lady Lesso’s brows quirking up at your presence. Another of the never teachers at her side. – “Y/n.” – she said leaning back in her seat. – “To what do I owe the pleasure?” – she completely seemed to ignore the other teacher as you hadn’t. You swallowed nervously eyeing the male teacher. – “Well uhm…” – you began completely off guard. You didn’t expect anyone else to be present.

This all made it more awkward. – “It can wait actually… it is not that important…” – you continued letting your gaze go to her. – “Are you sure Y/n?” – she asked with a smile. – “I would hate…” – she started moving her hand to her chest. – “for you to feel unimportant.” – she added, winking afterwards. You sucked in a breath feeling yourself boil with love. The cauldron inside of you bubbling till it almost over-cooked. You nodded firmly; jaw clenched as you didn’t want to answer before flipping out something embarrassing.

Turning sharply on your heel, you walked out. You returned to your own class to prepare the next class. Lady Lesso found her way to you. Once again teasing you with kisses on anywhere but your lips. This time her lips kissed your jaw and collarbone. She managed to escape again before you could strike your hit. It aggravated you that she would always leave you hanging. This time you weren’t going to let it slip so easily. You were at your boiling point.

Lesso hummed sarcastically sitting beside Dovey. Dovey was entertaining her with stories of her good students. Lesso could care less as the stories only made her want to throw up. Now was your time as you weren’t going to let it go so easily. Now it was your turn to leave her grasping for nothing as love slipped through her fingers. You walked firmly up to the table.

Lady Lesso quirked her eyebrow up at your presence. You leaned over the table grabbing her by the cheeks. Pulling her out of her seat, you smacked your lips right onto hers. Dovey gasped dropping her fork in her plate, sending it clattering. You counted in your mind the exact kind of seconds you would kiss her to leave her with a tease. You pulled away in one shot taking your leave. Lady Lesso stared with wide eyes in front of her.

She let herself fall backwards into her chair, utterly speechless. – “Oh my.” – Dovey commented waving her napkin as a cooler at herself. Lesso pushed her chair loudly back getting up. – “Lesso?” – Dovey asked curious. Lady Lesso went around the table, storming after you out of the lunch hall. – “Y/n!” – she called out. Her voice bouncing off the walls. Her pace firm as she tried to catch up on you. – “Y/n!” – she repeated ordering you to stop.

You stopped moving your hands innocently behind your back. – “Yes.” – you said sweetly. Lady Lesso approached with a firm step. You gasped when she grabbed your cheek firm. She guided you to the wall, pushing you against it. There she smacked her lips onto yours. She retrieved them forcefully from yours. – “No one…” – she breathed out, a fluster on her cheeks. – “No one takes away my pleasure this quickly.” – she spitted out. – “Perhaps that is what you deserve from teasing me all the time!” – you responded loudly. Lesso’s lips curled into a smirk.

“Oh…” – she squeaked. – “Is this how it is?” – you hummed loud. – “You can’t just tease me with all those kisses and give me nothing in return.” – Lady Lesso chuckled at your words. It angered you how lightly she went over it. You grabbed her by the collar, switching positions with her. Lady Lesso gulped when you had pushed her up the wall. Before she could speak had you kissed her again. Not giving her the satisfaction to make an escape for it. Lady Lesso melted under your kiss letting her hands rest on your arms.

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