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cissyenthusiast010155 · 7 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.
Enjoy (;
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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Leonora Lesso Masterlist
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moonysreid · 9 months
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lady leonora lesso if she was in a relationship with you:
disclaimers: all sfw, implied female reader, based on the movie
* she isn’t one for huge public displays of affection but she’ll make sure that everyone knows that you are hers
* glaring at anyone who dares to stare at you for too long
* she finds joy in making ever princes that look at you uncomfortable. she’ll trip them up with her cane as they walk past
* hand on the bottom of your back as the two of you are walking around the school
* behind closed doors though she wants you as close as possible
* she reserves her soft smile for you and only you
* her hands always seem to find purchase on your hips/waist
* she loves to rest her head on your stomach when the two of you lay together. your hands running through her hair as she traces patterns on your stomach
* you are her ‘firefly’
* her love language is acts of service and words of affirmation
* when she knows you’ve had a long day she will make sure there’s a warm bath waiting for you in her en suite
* making sure that when it’s cold outside there’s warm blankets at your disposal because she knows how much you love to be wrapped in a warm blanket whilst the two of you cuddle in bed
* she loves to praise you, especially when you assert your authority in the classroom
* will not tolerate anyone insulting you in anyway, it doesn’t matter whether it’s student or teacher they will get a piece of her mind (doom room)
* using her cane to lift your chin up so you can look her in the eyes
* sometimes having to help her take care of herself. she’ll often get overly absorbed into finding ways for evil to beat good that she forgets look after herself
* listening to her rant about how clarissa thinks she’s going to beat evil this year
* reminding her that when it’s just the two of you she doesn’t have to be the ‘big bad dean’, she can be vulnerable and relax
* it taking quite some time for her to be vulnerable around you, her ‘relationship’ with rafal definitely gave her some insecurities about appearing ‘weak’
* she almost acts like a little black cat around you
* she’s never said it out loud but she loves it when you call her ‘leo’ and let her curl up on you next to you
* following you around her room and when your still for long enough she will cuddle up to you
* sometimes she will just sit in bed and watch you complete your morning routine as you sit at her vanity
* receiving one of her famous grins when you decide that you want to wear some of her clothes, she loves seeing you in one of her shirts
* her watching you watch her through the vanity mirror as she does her eyeliner
* when she finishes the day exhausted you’re there to help her get ready for bed, taking off her heavy boots, taking off all her rings etc.
* she loves it when instead of taking a brush to her hair to tame it you use your fingers to brush through it especially when on occasion your nails will gently scratch her scalp
* dean of evil to everyone else and ‘leo’ to you
this was not proofread
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Enough
> lady lesso x fem!reader
> requested? yes!
> warnings: hair pulling, self-destruction
> a/n: ah, here it is. writing this had me feeling a little bit weighted. i've been feeling like this for the past month, and i thought january will be different lol. on a side note, i hope this is enough! i'm sorry if i took to long to write this.
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Sleep, eat, and repeat. That's what you've been doing for the past weeks. You've been in a constant cycle of breathing, and not living. And this behavior greatly stressed you out. Seven years, you've been in the School for Evil for seven years, and in those seven years you've been the top student.
Yet now, you couldn't even look at yourself in the mirror. When you did, all you saw was a reflection of disappointment to those around you. So you chose to do what's best for you– be present.
“Hey.”
Humming, you opened your eyes and saw Anadil side eyeing you. You couldn't be bothered to be angry, you've been sleeping in class for heaven's sake.
“The class is done, be grateful that Professor Manley only discussed the most boring lesson in the history of Uglification.”
Standing up, you gathered your things and walked beside the four musketeers– Hort, Hester, Dot, and Anadil.
“And what, pray tell, is that lesson all about?”
“About how ugliness fight off possible relationships, thus making us focused on life and not a significant other.”
Smirking, you rolled your eyes at Anadil's statement. “Well, what's the next class? Henchmen Training?”
Your question made the four teenagers stop and look at you questioningly. “You don't know?”
“Know what?”
“Professor Castor is out for today, so we'll be having Curses and Death Traps for two hours.”
Groaning, you pursed your lips. “Why? Did he say anything?”
Shaking their heads, Hort and Dot grabbed you by the arms and dragged you towards the room... of evil itself.
“You cannot possibly be this bored!”
“This is below you.”
Scoffing, you rolled your eyes and glared at the girls. “Don't be absurd, Hester. Surely you've slept in class before.”
“Correction, I have slept in all of my classes except for Curses and Death Traps. You want to know why? Because I actually care for my own evil being.” Hester explained. To summarize, the girl was really concerned for you. You've actually grown on her a bit, but she won't tell you that. With you being the closest that evil has a chance of winning, you needed to focus on your classes, and with you sleeping in Lady Lesso's class? You were dead.
“You!”
Jumping from shock, you put a hand on your chest while looking up from a cane and meeting eyes that held amusement and resentment at the same time.
“Any improvements on that power of yours, darling?”
Gulping down the nervousness, you nodded your head and stood up. Flexing you arms and rolling up your sleeves, you focused on making any part of your arms in invisible. Being the daughter of Queen Mab, the nemesis of Merlin, you inherited her powers– photokinesis.
With bathed breaths, your classmates watched as you made your hands invisible before slumping down in defeat.
Lesso gave a hum of disappointment, “Hmm. A little backtracked, are we?”
You avoided eye contact and clenched your hands in defeat. You were a disappointment for her, for evil.
Closing your eyes, you sighed and decided to wait until class was over. Though, you didn't expect to be awoken by a sharp tug of your hair.
“Wake up, despicable.” A voice whispered near your ear. You could feel their breath and smell the cedarwood on them.
Pulling you up by the hair, Lesso pushed you forward and made you face her. “Care to tell me why you slept in my class? Do I bore you, darling?”
Pursuing you lips, you touched the hand still in your hair and pushed it to the owner. “No, Lady Lesso. I apologize for sleeping in your class.”
With your hands shaking, you took a deep breath to stop the tears from forming. You can't cry, not in front of evil itself.
Frowning, Lesso took in your figure. You're cheeks were sunken with bags under your eyes, your eyes glassy with tears.
Cupping your chin, she made you face her gently. You would've been surprised but the atmosphere of the room made it impossible for you to feel anything, except disappoinment.
“Take the week off, darling.”
Snapping your eyes to look at her own, you saw sincerity, concern, and a little bit of... care?
“What?”
“Take the week off. We don't want our best student to die because of the school curriculum.”
Tugging your arms, she dragged you out the classroom. “Do whatever you want, just come back sane.”
Stopping before closing the door, Lesso gave you a reassuring smile. “And remember, what you're doing is enough. There's no need to pressure yourself, love.”
Then the door closed before you could even comprehend what happened.
Smiling, you wiped the tears from your face and left with a single thought.
You were enough.
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milfsxlove · 2 years
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Lady Lesso x subtitles
She's hilarious and you can't make me think otherwise. Also, she's hot and absolutely beautiful so idc she's evil or sth. Evil to whom? You? Idc
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dolphinavip · 10 months
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Dovesso 🕊️ these two are so adorable together 🫣
My instagram is @ree_doodles
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lunedegivre · 11 months
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« What are you doing, My little wolf, you haven’t bitten yet »
Sorry for my inactivity! So i’ll give you some doodle fanservice between Lesso and her fav botany teacher!
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Today, I just learned of the element Antimony, a metal from Earth's crust, and it struck me as the material that would form the School for Evil, possibly paired with some of the blueish aesthetics associated with Evelyn Sader.
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When I say I’m into academia, THIS is what I mean.
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clarkiewrites · 1 year
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Lady Lesso's dress if she had to wear one to a royal court. Obviously forced by Dovey of course
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missvifdor · 1 year
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I wanted to draw our dear Aghata and Sophie after reading the first book ☺️🤭
I'm a bit bad at drawing backgrounds, I did my best though. Hope you enjoy it anyway.
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memarrymilf · 1 year
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Just Kiss The Girl
Lady Lesso x Clarissa Dovey
Clarissa Dovey being a bisexual disaster, y/n is in here so beware.
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AN: I need Fic, I make fic, you read fic, we love fic.Beep bop boop, I make story for the gay.
Lady Lesso was intriguing, she confused everyone who spoke to her- dramatic jumps in thought, her constant attempt at insulting everyone around her. Lady Lesso was an enigma, and no one wanted to solve the puzzle that was her more than Clarissa Dovey did. The dean of the school of good wanted to know more, she wanted to be her friend.
That was all. Nothing else. When the schools merged, she saw this as an opportunity for her to get closer to her sarcastic co-dean. Lady Lesso was elegance, grace, and calculated movements, and she, well she was chaos, kindness, and fumbling.
No matter how hard she tried she couldn’t match the perfect steps that Lesso would take, every step somehow held meaning when it came from her. Clarissa Dovey was not jealous. Jealousy is evil and, she was good.
Her heart ached for the lonely reader who locked herself away in the far back corners of Lesso’s mind. After the run-in with Sophie, she realized that she really hadn’t put that much effort into getting to know the woman she spent standing next to every day. The woman she spent most of her time around, the only one who could understand the stress she was constantly put under, she did have the same job after all.
Why she had not approached her earlier, she doesn’t know. Perhaps she had seen too much of herself in this woman, the one that was meant to be evil, and it scared her. Lady Lesso was already intimidating enough all on her own. She didn’t scare Dovey per say, but she was always at the risk of being on the receiving end of Lesso’s relentless mocking.
As much as she enjoyed their back-and-forth banter, she didn’t want Lesso to think that she wasn’t being sincere. She truly believed that she would enjoy her company. So, today when she approached her co-dean, she did so with the intent of getting to know her.
As always Lady Lesso was stood at the very front of the dining hall during breakfast, her ever-vigilant gaze settled upon the hoard of students. “Good morning Lady Lesso,” the dean’s eyes snapped up to meet hers. She had the most beautiful eyes that Clarissa had the pleasure of seeing.
“Good morning, Professor Dovey.” Lesso’s eyes moved away from hers and settled back onto the children.
Dovey cleared her throat, “Clarissa,” she corrected.
Lesso looked at her, confused by her statement. “Excuse me?"
Clarissa smiled, “You should call me Clarissa, we are trying to be friends, you know with the schools becoming one and all.” She knew that it was weak reasoning, but she knew it was the only one that she had. It would have been easier had it been anyone but the beautiful and intimidating dean.
Clarissa was not blind; she knew beauty when she saw it- evil was not meant to be that beautiful.
“Well, then it would only be fair for you to call me Leonora.” Clarissa smiled, truly and freely smiled- there was none of the false goodness that she felt the need to carry with her present in it.
They were making progress.
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It has been two weeks since the schools merged, and Leonora had spent way more time in Clarissa’s office than she did in her own.
They had been speaking to each other in a much more familiar way, the way friends would- not like they did before, they were no longer strangers forced to be in each other's constant proximity. Leonora's insults were becoming less hurtful and more playful.
Clarissa was simply happy that she no longer had to fight off the urge to flinch at her new friend's words. She was sat at her desk, working through another round of complaints aimed at the Evers. They were meant to be good, yet it seemed that they just couldn't hold their tongues.
Leonora had a field day the last time she saw the number of complaints that Dovey was working through, so, to ensure that no mocking would be heard, Clarissa resigned herself to doing it within the few moments a day that she wasn't surrounded by people.
It wasn't that Leonora received no complaints, but her children were meant to be evil. Leonora seemed to take pride in the sheer amount of chaos that her children could cause within a day.
"I have another one," the door was slammed open as Y/N entered. She held up another pink slip of paper. Dovey set her pen down and turned her full attention to the professor before her. They did not look impressed, not even in the slightest.
Dovey reached out her hand, Y/N placed the paper down in her open palm.
As she read about the latest incident, she fought the urge to roll her eyes. It seems Beatrix and Hester had gotten into another fight.
Dovey placed the paper onto the pile of matching ones, "This is the third time this week."
Y/N nodded, "If they just realized that they were in love with each other, perhaps the constant fighting would come to an end." Dovey looked up at them.
"In love?" She questioned.
Perhaps she was missing something, but as far as she knew Beatrix was in love with Tedros for almost a whole year. "Yeah, do you really think that they would spend that much getting under each other's skin if they were not interested in each other?"
Dovey's mind started working at a mile a minute, she had seen so much of herself and Lesso in the interactions between the two teens. Had she really been so blind? "For the longest time I thought that you and Lesso were flirting too, so maybe my judgment is flawed, nothing has happened between you two so far."
Dovey stopped breathing, she and Lesso?
She wasn't appalled at the notion, the thought had simply never even crossed her mind. They were friends, nothing more.
"That's ridiculous." The words come out harsher than she intended.
Y/N nodded their head. "I see that now."
They turn to leave the room without waiting for Dovey to reply, "That however does not change the fact that the two of you act like an old married couple every time that you are in the same room."
The door banged shut behind them, with those appalling manners one would forget that they were the professor of Etiquette.
Dovey sat there for a moment. She wasn't attracted to Lesson, was she?
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Dovey marched over to Lesso, she was sitting in her seat for lunch.
Lesso looked up at her as she approached, she stopped in front of her
Dovey didn't falter. "Are we flirting?"
"Do you want us to be flirting?" Dovey looked at Lesso's smirking face for a moment.
Lesso didn't look disgusted or angry, she looked amused. Not the same way that she did when she wanted to laugh, no, the way she looks when they have their late-night heart-to-hearts.
"Perhaps." She replied, lifting her eyebrows slightly.
They stare into each other's ey- "Oh for the love of everything good, just kiss already!" Y/N's voice was heard yelling from across the table.
Lesso leaned forward connecting their lips. Fireworks erupted behind Dovey's eyes.
She realized in that moment that she knew what it felt like now, this was love.
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ladydragiiss · 4 months
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Creating an Sfgae fanfiction
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wardrobeoftime · 1 year
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The School for Good & Evil + Costumes
Leonora Lesso’s grey pantsuit and white shirt.
// requested by anonymous
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kind-hufflepuff · 1 year
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ANADIL OF BLOODBROOK FROM SCHOOL FOR GOOD AND EVIL
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excaliburssword · 2 years
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Crack theory on Aric's dad (obviously contains spoilers) (part 1??)
Like said in the title, this I gonna be absolute chaos, and literally some of it (maybe all of it) might not make any literal sense.
As the SGE bookworms out there know, in book 6 when Sophie, Bettina, etc. were walking in that one wizard tree scene with all of those "flowers", one of them had urged Sophie to open it up, and as a reward, it would reveal who Aric's father was.
From that moment on, something automatically clicked that his father may actually be a big part in the plot of the series, since Soman can't possibly be stupid enough to just throw that question in out of no where.
It'll probably be revealed who it actually is further on in the Rise series, but I'm trying to collaborate why out of all people, Soman chose Hook to be one of the main character(ish) in the book.
It could be because it was later revealed that he was Hort's father, or it was just because Soman wanted some angsty tension between Rafal and Rhian.
I really don't know why yet, (it's 1am and I haven't read the series in a while, so feel free to cringe behind your scenes if I state something wrong all of a sudden), but he's obviously going to be developed as a character further on in Rise.
Aric's appearance and background
It was stated that Aric's eyes are (were *wink, wink*) a lethal violent tint, and he has spiky "raven-black" hair along with pale skin, all in reference to Lady Lesso's appearance too, so he obviously adapted her looks.
It's also explained how he grew up in Bloodbrook, which may I remind you, where Hort grew up in (is that where some pirates were too, or was that just Neverland? Cause if there were some pirates in Bloodbrook, that can also be more proof that Hook was Aric's father too *sorry, again I haven't read it in a long time*) 😅
I'm not saying that just because he grew up in Bloodbrook, it automatically turns him into Hort's step-sibling, because that's literally like saying Anadil and Hort can be SibLIngS too.
(Totally irrelevant, but Hort also had "Raven-black" hair. Prob one of the least important points that link back to Aric, but oh well, it's better than nothing).
Ever-never handbook hints
In the "frequently asked questions" chapter, there's literally a question of Dovey answering to literally "who was Aric's father?"
She answered with "a hulking, well-muscled man" had apparently come to the School's gates, asking for Lady Lesso, to which the Dean had refused to see him right after Dovey explained his appearance.
At the end, it said something like "he's out there in the Woods alive, just waiting," or something similar.
Seriously, Soman, how obvious are you willing to make it for the readers that we all already know his dad as a character, just not who he exactly is yet?...
Aric's relationship with Rafal
Sometimes I wonder how the hell these two came to be BudDiEs fOrevEr during book 3.
Was it because Rafal liked watching Aric pick on his mother as "revenge", or because he knew who his father was, and they had an unstable-but-okayish-sort-of-friendship in the past. (Maybe it did refer to why Rafal gave Aric the becoming the second dean, and I just don't remember lmao).
And besides, apparently those two even conspired to create uniforms together according to the Ever Never Hand Book💀
How on Earth can Rafal be "close" to the son of a woman we all saw he was annoyed at?
Linking back to my two points above, it was either because they bonded over the love of talking sh about Aric's poor mother, or Rafal knew who Aric's dad was all along.
And thus brings an end to this exceedingly long theory (remember, it's supposed to be chaotic, and I'm probably 90% wrong, but you never know...)
I'm tired asf right now, and it's exactly 1:39am now, (it really took me 39 minutes to write all of this, and it probably has errors everywhere, but oh well).
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Hester: You seem familiar... have I threatened you before?
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