#THEY DID NOT DO THAT TO MY WIFE LESSO

[annie-creates]

After my mother

Pairing: Lady Lesso x reader

Genre: fluff

Words: 1900

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[farahtissaiamyloves]

Hey its me again, the one who asked about the arranged marriage one thank you for writing it also your welcome I didn't say "can u just do a lesso one" lol. Can we maybe continue it by reader giving birth or idk there baby got ahold of lessos coat while she's looking for it, both reader and lesso see her with the coat, pretending to be lesso and they just(not really) die of cuties lol. Have a nice day

Arranged Marriage - part 3

Part 2 Part 4

God, Anon, you have literally the best ideas ! You are very welcome for part 2, and I was overjoyed with your request for part 3. Sorry for the waiting, I finished my exams and then couldn't stop playing hogwarts legacy.

The day you gave birth was the most painful yet happy day of your life.

Nothing could compare to the love and happiness you felt when you took your little girl in your arms for the first time.

It was the first time you saw Leonora smiling that brightly without any kind of torture being involved.

Your mother and father were so content with becoming grandparents that they even hugged the evil dean.

You were shocked when Leonora reciprocated the embraces ( slightly awkward but it was a huge character development, and everybody acknowledged that ).

Leonora was smiling with the brightest smile you had ever seen on her face. Her chest was full of pride, and her lips were formed in a wide grin as she presented your little girl to your parents and Clarissa ( who came because she was the closest to family Leonora had ).

Your mother was crying from joy while your father kissed the baby's temple with a fond smile on his face.

Clarissa, who was looking at the little one from your mother's shoulder, couldn't hide her excitement.

Watching this beautiful scene unfolding, Leonora walked to you, kissing your cheek. " You did a wonderful job today, darling. It's high time you rested. "

You nodded, relaxing to the pillows underneath you. " Yes, I'm so tired, but - "

" There are no buts. I will let them play with her for a little while, then take her, wash her, and treat her like the princess she is. " Leonora assured you pecking your lips. " Sleep well, love. "

And you felt Morpheus engulfing you in no time.

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Three years came to pass faster than you ever thought.

Watching your little one grow was the best experience you will ever get to experience.

To your great surprise, Leonora was a great mother.

For the evil dean, you always thought that she would leave you raise the child.

You couldn't be more wrong.

Leonora wouldn't only require she spend the whole evening in her office with your little girl on her lap, but she would also insist on being present when you were readying your daughter for sleep.

Leonora loved her baby girl more than anything.

You feared that when your girl would grow old enough to have a relationship, Leonora wouldn't hesitate to do another murder if the person broke her heart.

Not that you would try to keep her at bay, of course...

You were fixing your hair when you heard Leonora's voice outside the bedroom.

" Darling, have you seen my coat ? " Your wife shouted.

You looked around the bedroom. Leonora was used to forgetting her coat on top of the bed or on the armchair near her side of bed.

Nothing.

You titled your hair to the side, confused as you got up from your place in front of the vanity.

Unbelievable.

If she could not find it near the door and you could not see it here... Could it be inside her closet ?

You opened the door and quickly searched inside.

Leonora, who didn't hear any response coming from you, came into the room.

She looked at you while you searched the closet. " So ? " She asked you.

You shook your head. " Maybe you have forgotten it in your office ? You can have another one, though."

The dean of evil huffed in annoyance. " There's no way. I swear that I left it on the sofa. "

You sighed, closing your eyes in frustration. " What the hell ? "

Leonora smiling because you weren't prone to curse, shrugged. " I don't know. "

Then, little footsteps were heard. You exchanged a look with your wife awaiting your daughter's arrival.

Leonora knelt in front of the open floor, ready to welcome your little princess.

And then your little one appeared, leaving both of you speechless.

The tiny redhead was wearing her mother's coat, trying to mimick her.

" I'm Leonoya Leyo. " She said with the best stern face she could muster while pointing her little finger at the dean of evil.

The real Leonora Lesso smiled at the little human in front of her before quickly wrapping her hands around her daughter and pulling her on her lap.

The little girl laughed as her mother washed her with kisses. " Mo- Mommy. " She whined between her laughter.

You giggled, joining them on the floor and kissing the top of both of their fluffy, curly, red hair.

Your daughter reached out to you, and in no time, Leonora had wrapped her right hand around your waist and attacking both you and your little one with her lips.

Your kid clapped her hands together, enjoying every bit of her mother's attention.

Everybody thought that Leonora would love no one.

They couldn't be more wrong.

[v3nusxsky]

Hiya! First of all, I hope you're doing well. Second, I absolutely adore your writing! 🥰 I was wondering if you'd be interested in writing a secret family Lady Lesso x Female!Reader fic. Basically R is Lesso's wife and maybe they have a kid/kids as well, but no one knows until one day R comes to the school in search of Lesso (for whatever reason, it's up to you). And then all the students & other teachers are like "wtf you're married??". Pretty much just fluff with a hint of humour? I thank you in advance, should this catch your interest. ☺️

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Hidden or unnoticed

*Authors note~ I absolutely love the idea of this trope and request and I'm honoured to have a chance to write it for the first time*

Trigger warning~ none?? Stressed out mother r sick baby

Prompt~ see ask^^^^

It was rare that you needed to get a hold of your wife during school hours. You understand that her work is important to her and truly that you'd have your hands full with your twin son and daughter. You always made sure to have some time with her after she returned to you though. Your children would be down for the night and it gave you time to spend devoted to the redhead. Time you very much cherished. That's not to say that Emerson Allen Kai and Marilyn Isadora Nova Lesso didn't get their mama because they did but you were the stay at home parent and that worked well for your little family unit.

However, today you were out of your depth. Mari seemed to have come down with some illness and nothing was soothing her. When she cried she started Emerson off too and you were losing your mind. You remember the deal you made Nora that when the twins were born, if you ever became overwhelmed you were to find her. Your ability to teleport yourself and others made it easy enough to adhere too. So that's why you bundled up Mari in a beautiful violet swaddle and balanced Emer on your hip before envisioning your wife's office.

Leonora was startled by a high pitch cry coming from her daughter as you and the children suddenly appeared in her office. The unsuspecting Clarissa and Emma startled by the appearance and how rough your appearance was. Why on earth would a stranger pop into her office carrying two infants? Especially when she hardly looked put together. She had to be brave to risk Leonora's wrath. What the two women were not expecting was for the redhead Dean to immediately hurry and take the little boy off your hip.

"Nora" you whimpered feeling like you wanted to tear your hair out, "I don't know what to do she won't stop crying, I can't bring her fever down. Help me" you pleaded the desperation soaking every word. Emerson was placed on the floor where he happily babbled trying to hold himself up into a sitting position. She then took Mari off you and gently rocked her whispering words of reassurance to the infant and you. You stood there helplessly just watching as she soothed your daughter. Her magic glue creating a cooling sensation that she stroked all over her cheeks and forehead.

"Y/n my love come here" she commanded you gently causing your eyes to flicker to Emer who was happily blowing bubbles at Clarissa and Emma giving them his signature cheeky smile that you were so sure he got from your Nora. You collapsed into her side carful of your daughter and began to sob. You felt like you'd failed Marilyn but Leonora seemed to have the gift of soothing her so she must be better than you right? Guilt knowing you carried the twins yet you seemed to not do anything right now.

Marilyn now sleeping Clarissa could see the stranger wasn't much of a stranger so offered to hold the infant while she comforted you. "Thank you, I'd like to hold my wife " she murmured handing over Mari so gently that it was almost as if she'd break.  "Wife?" Emma not so whispered to Clarissa, the shock of knowing Leonora married and no one knew clearly written all over her face.

For some unknown reason your temper seemed to flare and your wife had to hold you tight to her front. "Dove no. She doesn't mean it nastily calm down my love " she whispered pressing kisses into your hair. You could feel the anger and tension fading away until your son cried. It appeared he was rather in tune with your emotions so you immediately came to scoop the crying baby up and rock him gently. "Shh baby boy momma is okay I promise it's okay shhh" perhaps it was the calming whispers of your voice or maybe your heart beating beneath him but he was soon soothed.

Leonora took Mari from Clarissa and came to stand near you, looking like a perfect family in a picture while you were so wrapped up in the comfort of your wife and children you didn't notice the other women slipping from the room to give you all some privacy and not disturb the babies. They'd find Leonora later and try to find out why she didn't tell them. But for now you could just soak up needing your wife to help you get through this difficult day.

Word count~ 895

[doesthatsuggestanythingtoyou]

Uhm Hi! How are you? I hope you're doing amazingly well 😊 i was just wondering if I could request a Lady Lesso x reader

Where Lady Lesso she found out that she was pregnant and get really nervous about telling Y/N,not knowing what Y/N would say nor how she will react to it so she didn't tell the younger woman but Y/N had noticed her girlfriend's silly actions and behavior so when the days over she told Lesso she needs to talk to her,and Lesso being nervous than she already is thought Y/N's going to leave her when Y/N had said that Lesso tells her she's pregnant but Y/N can't believe it but none other than that she's happy and can't stop asking if it's really hers

Thank you 🥰 I wish you all the best! Stay and keep safe always 💞💛 have a great day/night

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Simultaneously

> lady lesso x fem!reader

> requested? yes!

> warnings: none

> a/n: tysm for requesting this! i had fun playing with the characters banter lol

“Stop fidgeting, Leonora!”

“I can't help it, Clarissa!”

“Have some patience for the woman, Dovey. She's pregnant after all.” Emma butted in while grading her papers. Although she couldn't believe that Leonora was pregnant, actually she could believe it, after all Leonora did marry an Ever, but her getting knocked up? Oh she was more surprised than ever.

“Be quiet, Anemone!”

“Oh sorry, we wouldn't want Y/N to know what's happening, right? Even though she is the mother of the child.” How it happened, Emma didn't want to know.

“She's coming! Be quiet!” Dovey whispered. She was happy for Y/N and Lesso, but she was Leonora's friend before yours, so she would help the other dean as much as possible.

•

Knocking, you heard hush voices talking on the other side of the door.

“Come in!”

Pushing the door open, you raised your eyebrow at the sight of your wife having... tea? with Emma Anemone and Clarissa Dovey.

Frowning, you put your hands on your hips and asked. “What are you three plotting?”

“Nothing bad.” came Leonora's answer.

“Coming from you?” you scoffed and sauntered towards them. “Perhaps poisoned teas?” you picked up a cup and sniffed it before downing it.

“Trust me, if I wanted to kill you, I would've done it before marrying you.”

“Oh but where's the fun in that, my love?”

“You know, I'm starting to think you're a Never disguised as an Ever.” Emma commented. Sure, she knew you very much, as she was your sister after all.

“The feeling is mutual, my dear sister.”

Smiling, you sat on Leonora's lap and kissed her forehead. “I wouldn't do that if I were you.” came Dovey's comment.

“Do what?”

“Get off me, darling.” Leonora pushed you, not harshly but enough to send you tumbling down.

“Ouch!” You put your hands on your chest. Truly you weren't hurt by the fall, you were hurt by your significant other not wanting any physical contact from you.

Pulling yourself from the floor, you rolled your eyes. “I'm starting to doubt this marriage, Leonora.”

“Don't start, Y/N.” Emma warned, but you gave a sneer and stomped out of the room.

•

Days passed and you couldn't be bothered to speak to your wife. Although she was acting different, and by different, her eating habits, from eating anything in the morning to only eating vegetables, became a surprise to you. Leonora would always eat up anything she could digest, but now, she was careful.

Another change is her clothing, sure she would always wear something tight beneath her vest, but now all she wore was her vest and a white polo.

Deciding to end whatever was happening between the two of you, you grabbed her arm and dragged her down to the Doom Room just as dinner ended.

Slamming the door shut, you pointed to the chair in the middle. “Sit.”

“How you know this room exists is quite baffling to me.” Albeit joking, she followed your order. It wasn't everyday her Ever wife became dominant with her.

“We need to talk.”

With your words, Leonora froze. Her eyes widened at the thought of you leaving her. Her nervousness didn't help, as well as the swelling of her bump.

Swallowing, Leonora clenched her jaw. “About what?”

“We can't keep doing this, Leonora.”

“Can't keep doing what?” If you were playing a game, she would play with you until you surrender.

Breathing deeply, you closed your eyes. “Leonora, just apologize.”

Now it was her turn to breathe deeply, you weren't leaving her, you just wanted an apology from her. And she knew exactly what her apology was for. “I'm sorry for keeping it a secret from you.”

“Tha– what?”

“I'm sorry for not telling you sooner that I am pregnant, with your child.”

It felt like time froze for Leonora, she couldn't look at your face. Whether it had disappointed written all over it or joy, she didn't want to know.

“Leo...” Lifting your hands to your mouth, you walked towards her softly. “Oh my love.”

You cupped her face and leaned your forehead against hers. “Look at me, my love.”

Leonora knew she couldn't resist you, not when you were this close to her. Drawing her eyes to you, she saw you smiling tearfully at her. Returning your smile, she let a tear roll down her cheeks. You weren't disappointed at her.

“It really is mine?” you asked as you lifted your hand to caress her stomach.

“Of course.”

Laughing, you sniffed and gave your wife a tearful kiss. Oh how grateful you were for her.

“I love you.”

Both of you said simultaneously, looking at each other's eyes with more love than any Ever with a happy ever after could have.

[acupofqueercoffee]

“Unequivocally, irrevocably”

Request by @sakura-chan-25

I actually have an angst idea in mind (at least I think it's angst?), but before that I'II give you another fluff idea: Leonora has a panic attack and reader comforts her. OR if you're not comfortable with that: Leonora has trouble with something (can't think of anything right now) and reader helps/ comforts her. Remember to take breaks, hydrate and eat something (if you haven't yet) 🥰 Bye-Bye~

so i did the panic attack one. i don’t even know who’s comforting who at this point anymore but it’s an absolute fluff fest o(>ω<)o

i’m not immune to dovesso, or dovey or anemone if you haven’t noticed yet. one way or another, i include them in my fics. quite a lot in fact :3

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“They’re bickering like an old married couple. Again.”

The old married couple in question according to Anemone are sun and moon standing side by side.

Dovey and Lesso, though more often than not found engaged in merciless repartees, are the best of friends who in fact know each other like the back of their hands.

“I’ve heard students mumbling around that you and Dovey are every bit the epitome of a black cat and a golden retriever.” You have uttered from your comfort place, lounging on the settee with your head on her lap. Meanwhile, long, languid fingers wander through a forest of your hair.

“What’s that supposed to imply?” Her query is not unkind, merely inquisitive.

“My thought exactly, and with my curiosity piqued, I asked them.”

Switching to your back from your side, you are enthralled once more by the love of your life. The spectacle of her face is nuanced by the wisps of sunlight seeping through her curls that sun drenched, looks fascinatingly golden.

“Apparently, it means that the pair of you are a match made in heaven.”

Immediately, those pretty lips twist into a scowl.

“A match made in hell’s more like it.”

After a moment, when you make not so much a sound, her finger falls atop your nose, poking you gently on the tip. “Come now sweetheart,” Those elegant digits find themselves on your cheek next, caressing you with the tenderness of silk. “…the only golden retriever I’ll willingly, gladly keep by my side is you. Dovey is…” She does a little gesture with her hand, considering for a moment. “…an obnoxious little dove that I have no choice but to tolerate.”

She reads you like a book.

She reads Dovey like a book while Dovey also reads her like a book.

And yet, to you, she remains an enigma.

Lady Lesso, or Leo as you like to call her, has waltzed into your life with all the grandeur of an otherworldly creature. Always impeccably dressed and charismatically spoken, she is a splash of colour in your otherwise dull life which is a bit of an irony for she always wears black and white.

She is an enigma that you are all too eager to unravel. You like to believe that you are doing a reasonably good job at it, and Leo, herself tells you so, reassures you when you voice your discontent as the two of you lie in bed locked in an embrace. It all goes tumbling down once Dovey enters the scene, her best friend. Neither do you dislike her nor seeing Leo together with her. It does however instill in you a trickle of envy.

There is a special bond between the two of them that you feel is absent between you and Leo. It does not help either that everyone around them, including their students, think that the two deans compliment each other. You clearly cannot disagree more. After all, Leo is yours, your wife. It is an oath that only the two of you know which frankly, you are at peace with.

You only come into being in the school after meeting Leo, or more specifically, after becoming her wife. It is a mutual belief that divulging your relationship is not essential. Having said that, there are only so much gossips you can tolerate of your woman dating another woman. It is not that you do not trust your Leo, but you would be lying if you say that some comments do not ruffle your feathers.

An ever though you are, you are still no saint.

You watch your wife standing tall and regal beside her friend with an annoyingly cute scowl on her face. A smile that surreptitiously crawls onto your lips is beyond your control. A smile that quickly vanishes all the same when out of the blue, you are bombarded by an irresistible urge to go to your wife.

And so, you do, walking briskly towards the middle of the hall where she is conversing with some of her colleagues.

“Let me borrow Leo for a moment.” You do not stay to see their faces, grabbing your wife’s hand, and subsequently bringing her out the door with you which she follows silently, obediently.

It happens as soon as you turn a corner. While you feel the tightening of her grip on your hand, you hear the clatter of the cane as it slips out of her hand. Her breathing is hard, ragged when you turn to hold her on her waist. Your hand is yet to be freed, and she maintains a desperate grasp, brings it to her face to keep your palm pressed over her mouth.

Such hand trembles as harsh, heavy breaths are released solely out of her nose. If the way her chest rises and falls in violent heaves is not enough indication, then, the fact that her breaths become painfully, increasingly shallower, as her fingers go to clench her garment directly above her chest, lets you know that the little beast within its cage must be going berserk.

“I’ve got you, my Leo.” Cooing softly, your hand leaves her waist, opting instead for her hand that is clenching her suit white-knuckled tight. “I’ve got you.” After gingerly unfurling the delicate digits, you carry it over to your chest, placing it atop the rhythmic pounding of your heart. “Can you feel it? Do you feel my heart?” Your questions are gentle, whisper-soft. A response is not needed. You see it in her eyes. Her eyes that never leave yours, oh, a beautiful stormy grey dewy with the promise of rain.

Whereas your hand keeps hers flatly, firmly pressed against your sternum, her hand keeps yours pressed over her lips. As it so happens, this is very reminiscent of how she has stumbled into your quaint little coffee shop for the very first time. Since then, you have been made aware that she occassionally suffers from panic attacks.

As couples, you learn more about them, and once you become wives, you have only continued to help her through it whenever one of her attacks strikes. Leo has told you that feeling your heartbeat helps keep her grounded while breathing only through her nose keeps her heart tamer as well as hearing your voice through such predicament assuages the overall unpleasantness of it.

The sad reality is that nobody at school knows about it which is one of the reasons why you have decided to join it in the first place. The most unpredictable part about panic attacks is their unpredictability itself. And yet, your wife, as stubborn as a mule, manages to keep it hidden from her peers. It baffles you how unreasonably proud and stubborn she can be at times. It baffles you more that although her secret has been divulged unexpectedly, forcefully without her consent, she feels safe and comfortable enough in your presence to continue seeking solace from you even long before you become girlfriends.

“I didn’t even know it was coming, but you did.”

She says as the attack subsides, subsequently hiding a delicate kiss in the palm of your hand.

“I- yes. So it seems.”

“And you thought you couldn’t read me like a book?” Her hands have found home on your hips, and you rest yours on her chest, sighing when gentle thumbs begin caressing your hipbones. “My darling, you foresaw something that I couldn’t even feel.”

“It’s strange.” You say, snake your arms around her back. “I felt strange…you know…like a, like a-”

“Intuition.”

The pair of you conclude in unison.

You gaze up at her as she gazes down at you, drowning in each other’s eyes.

After a while, you utter a soft “Yes.”

“I feel it too…” She is musing at you with a smile on her face, milky-warm and honey-sweet. “…when it comes to you, my darling. It is a special bond between you and me. No one can understand me better than you do.”

A finger tucks some strands of hair behind your ear. “Don’t beat yourself up.” A thumb pokes you softly on the tip of your nose. “You know me better than you believe you do.”

“My charming little golden retriever always to the rescue.”

Her forehead descends onto yours, nose touching, lips a hair’s breadth away.

“But Leo, I may have let your name slip by accident.”

“I think it’s high time we let them know that we’re for each other only. It’s not as if I enjoy seeing Anemone always glued to your side.”

There appears a snarl on her pretty lips, and as if drawn, you lean in, kissing it away as she instantly melts into your touch.

After having taken care of the lipstick stains, you return to the hall with your wife, kiss-drenched and hands intertwined. Your hands are not simply dangling between the two of your bodies. Leo has her arm looped around your waist, and where it ends, your hand meets hers, snugly woven digits resting just above your hipbone.

A message to everyone that you are hers and she is yours.

Unequivocally, irrevocably.

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i do be using these two words a lot 😀

[queenramondasidechick]

Dark lady lesso x wife reader

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

*Warning blood tourtres weapons Stockholm syndrome manipulation gaslighting .

*y/n pov

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

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

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Leonora Lesso was tired. 

Tired of the students' constant shouting, tired of the endless amount of marking she found herself doing this late at night. She needed sleep, and more importantly in her mind, she needed the support and presence of her darling wife. 

With a groan, she tried to reach for her cane, which sat just shy of her grasp, which meant getting up from the seat. Fantastic, she thought, grimacing at even the thought of standing unsupported. 

Even her attempt at using her magic proved unsuccessful, as she could not muster enough energy in order to use even the smallest amount of magic. With another groan, she draped her arms across her desk and placed her now sore head on top. It had been weeks since she had been able to access her own magic, causing various rumours to circulate around the now unified school, with each one as intricately designed as the next. She had to give it to her never students, they certainly had a flair for the dramatic. She laughed to herself as she felt the dizziness wash over her in waves until finally, the room stopped multiplying itself. 

After a few more moments of contemplation, she rose slowly, only swaying slightly as she stood upright and looked towards the door of her office, reaching for her cane as she slowly moved towards it. Opening her door, she craned her head out whilst resting her free hand on the doorframe, looking for anyone who may see her small display of weakness. Once she was satisfied that she was alone, she silently thanked the beauty teacher's suggestion to move their offices closer to the edge of both respective schools, it meant the walk to her wife inside of the tower would indeed be a very short walk. 

"Come on love, not long" she whispered into the air, pulling her coat closer to her now shivering body. Since when did it become so cold? 

The second she stepped outside of the former school for evil, she smiled after noticing her wife already looking out of the window from within the tower but her smile soon dissipated as the redhead noticed the stern but worried glare which graced the other woman's face. Reaching for the bottom step, the redhead smiled, "Aw shit, in trouble again." She took each step cautiously to avoid dizziness from taking over. The door swung open, enveloping her in light as her foot floated above the final step.

"Leonora Lesso!  What in the name of Storian do you call this time? 10 o'clock at night, and you're still at your office? Before you catch your death, please hurry inside!" The blonde spoke. She would burst if she raised her voice one more notch. The taller woman chuckled as she moved across the gap between them, kissing her wife on the cheek before smirking as she slipped by. When Clarissa noticed Leonora trying to hide a shiver, she pivoted on her heels and rushed to her, helping her simply take off her coat. She muttered, "Oh my god Leo you are freezing," and drew the other woman into a cosy embrace. She pulled away after a brief period of silence, placing her hands on Lesso's shoulders before raising her eyebrows, a prompt the other woman knew.

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[let-your-chaos-explode]

The Secrets of Lady Lesso - Chapter 5, Rumors

Rumors have a way of reframing the way you look at a person. Whether they’re true or not, they can make you question everything you’ve ever known about them. Rumors invite the imagination to get creative. And while often harmless, rumors could also bite. 

The students of the School for Good and Evil were rising heroes and villains waiting for their own epic tales to be written. But at the end of the day, they were still, at their core, children. And as children are prone to do…they gossip. That was how Professor Clarissa Dovey found herself in quite the predicament one spring morning. 

The sun glittered merrily outside, melting the last vestiges of the winter’s snow on the lawn. The bright rays through the window caught the crystal gem hanging against the glass and reflected colorful rainbows across the room. The dance of colors was truly beautiful and brought a wistful smile to her face. 

A tentative knock sounded against the office door, drawing Clarissa out of her wandering thoughts. It was soft enough that she wasn’t certain it had happened at all. A second knock followed, just as hesitant as the first. 

Clarissa rose from behind her desk and opened the office door, peering curiously out into the hall. A small Ever student, one of their youngest around age twelve, shuffled awkwardly in the threshold. 

“Elia, dear!” Dovey said with surprise. “What can I help you with?”

The poor child looked up at her with absolute dread etched across her features. 

“It’s about your wife, ma’am…”

“My wife?” She asked, confusion clear in her voice. 

“I told them not to do it, but they didn’t listen to me.” The girl exclaimed in a hurried rush. “They took her cane from the chair while she was yelling at Elliot.”

Heat pooled in her cheeks as she understood the implication before being washed away by the concern for her friend. 

“She was heading over to the School for Evil, but she didn’t look too good, ma’am. Snapped at me when I offered to help. I thought she might feel better if it was you.” 

“Thank you, Elia. You did the right thing.” Dovey hushed. “If you would please leave a note on my desk with the names of those students, I would be ever so grateful.”

She collected her skirts and started running down the hall. 

“Oh! And Elia... Please, let’s not use spousal terms when referring to the staff. It will be Lady Lesso or Dean Lesso from now on. She gets a bit tetchy about proper titles.” Clarissa called over her shoulder. 

She would deal with that at a later date…after she has had the opportunity to speak to Leonora about it. 

Clarissa made it to the dark castle in record time, despite her heels and cumbersome skirts. The halls were blessedly empty and she only had to navigate two corridors before finding the other woman. Lady Lesso was leaning against the grimy, stone wall in a darkened corner of the alcove. She was holding her thigh in a white-knuckled grasp and, even from this distance, she could see the pain in her posture. 

“Lady Lesso!” Dovey greeted casually as she closed the distance. “Fancy meeting you here!”

Upon closer inspection, Lesso’s face appeared unnaturally pale. Beads of sweat clung to her hairline and her hands trembled in her effort to appear composed. 

“I was just heading to your chambers to find you. I was hoping to get your opinion on a suitable punishment for a set of Ever students who believed that torturing others was great entertainment.”

“Of course.” Lesso grit through bared teeth. “I have several ideas, actually.”

“Oh, but my feet are killing me from these heels. Be a dear, and help me the rest of the way?”

Clarissa didn’t ask. She linked her arm with Leonora’s and pulled the taller woman’s weight onto her frame. To anyone else, it would have looked like they were going for another one of their evening strolls. To Lesso, it was an immediate relief to her throbbing leg. They finished the stretch of the corridor and turned into an archway with a spiral staircase heading to the corner tower. Halfway to the top, Leonora pulled away and sat on the stairs with a hiss of pain. 

“How can I help you right now?” Clarissa whispered, joining her on the step. 

Her hands hovered anxiously over Lesso’s bad leg with a lost expression painted on her face. 

“I’m fine.” Lesso groaned, slapping her hands away. “Let’s just keep moving. We’re almost there.”

A sharp frown pulled at Clarissa’s lips, but she allowed the avoidance. She stood and offered her arm once more to her struggling friend. Together, they stumbled up the remaining stairs and into Leonora’s private chambers. 

“What happened?” Clarissa asked her as she collapsed onto the edge of her bed. 

“Oh, I thought that was common knowledge. I trained Cerberus for Hades back in the day as a favor.” Lesso answered blankly. 

Dovey’s heart constricted at the emptiness in Lesso’s response. She wrinkled her nose and sat gingerly next to her on the bed, trapping Lesso’s hand between her both of her own. 

“You don’t have to pretend with me, Nora.” She whispered against the tears burning in her eyes. 

“Yes, yes, I’m fine Dove.” Leonora sighed. “Just wondering the best way to kill some teenagers and manage to keep my job.” 

Dovey snorted a laugh and leaned her head onto Lesso’s shoulder. “I may or may not have a list waiting on my desk of the students responsible.” 

“Little shits. Your little Evers were too cowardly to try something face to face, they had to team up while my back was turned!” 

“I'm sure it’s the only way anyone at this school could have possibly gotten away with it. I defer all consequences to you, dear.” 

“When I’m done with them, they’ll be the ones needing a cane.” Lesso muttered darkly. 

Dovey pulled away and dipped to the floor, pulling at the laces on Lesso’s stiletto boots. The Dean of Evil quirked a curious eyebrow but said nothing. 

“You kind of set yourself up for it, you know.” Clarissa stated matter-of-fact as she tucked the boots neatly under the bed. “You don’t let anyone get close to you and you keep them guessing. Me included! Especially when you spin your fantastical tales about your injury. They’re dumb teenagers, Leonora. I’m not saying what they did was right. I’m just saying they are testing their boundaries and they have no earthly idea as to what consequences might come of it.”

A pensive pout pulled at Lesso’s lips and Clarissa was overcome with the sudden desire to kiss it away. Shaking the thought away, she quickly stood and fled to the ensuite to retrieve a glass of water and some pain medication, using the opportunity to hide the blush surely forming on her cheeks. 

“You know, I heard this fascinating rumor today.” She heard Lesso shout over the sound of the faucet. 

“What did you hear?” Dovey questioned with genuine intrigue as she passed Lesso the pain relief. 

Clarissa allowed herself to relax on the already rumpled bedspread and propped her head up with her hand, looking at her friend curiously. Leonora set the glass on the nightstand and mirrored her position. 

“We look and sound like a couple of teenagers gossiping.” Clarissa giggled. 

“Oh, just you wait, Rissa.” Leonora barked with barely contained laughter. 

The redhead cleared her throat dramatically and lowered her voice into a stage whisper. 

“I heard some Ever boys saying some rather salacious comments about the lovely shape of…” She gestured rudely in the direction of her chest. “And then something about being a fairy godmother they’d like to…”

Clarissa’s offended gasp cut off the rest of Lesso’s statement. A wide and entirely too mirthful grin split across the Evil Dean’s face. 

“Based on the very descriptive details I overheard, I don’t think they were referencing our resident beauty teacher.” 

“While disgusting and highly inappropriate, that’s not exactly the definition of a rumor.” Dovey sputtered. 

The glee in Lesso’s eyes ignited and, if possible, her smile only widened. 

“One of your less than chivalrous boys asked how long the rest of them thought we had been dirty dancing for. Elliot, I believe his name was? He had some rather imaginative scenarios as to what we really do during the weekly staff meetings. Should I describe it for you?”

Clarissa choked on her own saliva and said a silent  prayer to the Storian to kill her now. Lady Lesso must have seen the mortification plain on her face, as she finally released the uncontrollable laughter she had been holding back. 

“I will cherish the horror that dawned on their faces the second they saw me behind him for as long as I shall live.” Leonora sighed as her laughter dissipated, wiping the joyful tears from her eyes. 

Dovey was still recovering from the heat of embarrassment and covered her face with her hands. She couldn’t look at her. If she looked at her, it was over. Lesso would be able to see the want and love staring back at her and this farce of being happy with merely friendship would be over. 

“Well, as a Dean of this hallowed institution, I, of course, could not let this behavior abide. While delivering a verbal reprimand, one of yours thought it would be hilarious to take my cane. And here we are.” Leonora concluded. 

“Well thank you for defending my honor.” Dovey said with only a hint of sarcasm from behind her fingers. 

Lesso let quietness settle between them. The stillness was comfortable, but she could feel the unexplained tension rolling off of the Fairy Godmother. 

“Thank you for coming to find me. I know that Ava girl sent for you.” She said quietly. 

“Elia.” Clarissa corrected. 

“I’m not a liar!”

Clarissa rolled her eyes at Leonora’s antics and didn’t fight the smile pulling at her lips. Lesso gave her a small smile in return, relieved to feel the tension dissipating with her terrible joke. 

“Leonora, how do you deal with all the rumors?” Dovey asked after a beat. 

The question was soft in its earnestness. Though quietly spoken, the weight of it seemed to fill the room. Clarissa watched as Leonora’s eyebrows knitted together in thought. A contemplative hum reverberated in her throat and she rolled herself to her belly. Lesso rested her head in the cradle of her folded arms and studied Clarissa intently. 

“It has been my experience that people are going to talk, no matter what you say or do.” She said slowly, choosing her words carefully. “No amount of threatening or punishment truly makes it stop. They just find other ways to communicate it. I have found that dealing with it, as you say, is more about not letting the things that are said affect me.”

“How do you do that?” Clarissa probed with genuine interest. 

“Well…” Lesso drawled. “I can’t be surprised or offended by a rumor if I’m the one creating it. I like to get ahead of the curve. It lets me control the narrative.”

The Fairy Godmother closed her eyes and nodded in a sorrowful understanding. 

“That’s why you make up stories about your leg.”

“It’s…easier than having to listen to idiots try to guess about something so outside of what their teeny tiny brains could possibly understand.”

Leonora shrugged her shoulders and pushed herself off the mattress. She held out her hand and helped Clarissa to her feet. 

“Come on, princess. At this rate, we are going to miss lunch.”

She rummaged through the wardrobe and retrieved the raven-headed cane and opened the door. 

“And we don’t need any more of those kinds of rumors going around.” She joked with a flirty wink. 

Clarissa flushed once more and let loose a nervous laugh. “About that…I heard this lovely little rumor from Elia this morning…”

“Who?” Lesso asked with feigned ignorance. 

Dovey’s expression fell flat and she deadpanned, “Ava.”

“Oh! Yes! Delightful girl, that one.” Lesso smirked. 

The pair began their descent down the staircase and into the hall. 

“How do you feel about a spring wedding?” 

Clarissa felt a broad smirk of her own form as Leonora’s steps beside her faltered. Maybe she wasn’t the only one feeling so affected by the implications of wild gossip. 

Chapter 4 (previous chapter)

Chapter 3

Chapter 2

Chapter 1

[queenariannaofcorona]

Anemone: Red 2.0, what's going on? What happened with your moms? Their faces look like they want to kill someone. Although Lesso always has that face. What about Dovey?

Ravenna: Mama-lion forgot about the anniversary of the first kiss. Which took place in the garden with a full moon and a temperature of 17 degrees.

Anemone: What the fu..? Why are these complementary elements needed?

Ravenna: This is of GREAT importance, as the mama-dove says. The first kiss on the bridge, in the gardens, in the woods… It all matters. On every anniversary they must kiss exactly where the first kiss happened.

Anemone *poker face*

Ravenna: Something like that.

Anemone: Ohh… Mama-dove.

*The next day*

Anemone: What happened?

Dovey: Lesso forgot about the anniversary first kiss.

Anemone: Who was in the garden with a full moon and 17 degrees?

Dovey: YES! Even you know but Lesso doesn't.

Anemone: Ravenna told me. Clarissa, this is stupid. I wouldn't remember anything like that. If this means a lot to you, just say it to Red and go to the place where you kissed.

Dovey: It's not stupid.

Anemone: Do you kiss every year in that dirty pantry?

Dovey *looks could kill*: I have a lot of work to do. Please don't disturb me.

*Five minutes later*

Ravenna: Well…

Anemone: We need some help. Call Sophie and Hort and I'll call Manley and Soman. Meet at 4 o'clock in my office.

*Several hours later*

Anemone: Did everyone understand?

All: Yes!

Anemone: Hort?

Hort: No.

Anemone: Oh God.

*Several hours later*

Sophie and Hort were able to trick Lesso into the garden and Anemone was able to take Dovey out.

Dovey: EMMA, I WILL KILLI YOU!

Lesso *looks at Hort and Sophie*: AND I WILL KILL YOU!

Not far from them Ravenna began to play the guitar. Hort, Sophie and Anemone left the crime scene.

Ravenna: Give me the first dance, take me with you, I'm a foreigner everywhere…

And suddenly they saw fireworks that launched Soman and Manly. Without thinking Lesso pressed her lips to her wife's.

Lesso: I will definitely not forget this day, my love!

Dovey pulled Lesso in for another kiss.

Dovey: Do your best!

Lesso: Well, what are you starting again?!

Everyone in the area slapped their faces when they heard another dispute between two stupid chickens.

[cupoteahatter]

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[annie-creates]

My beautiful nightmare

Pairing: Lady Lesso x reader

Genre: fluff

Words: 800

Note: Hi darling, as I've said I don't wanna write another part of that story as I would have probably killed someone and I don't wanna make anyone (including myself) cry. I left the ending open so everyone can imagine the ending they want. But I've written a different family piece for you, hope it will make up for it a bit.

Lady Lesso was a force to be reckoned with. She was respected by all and feared by most. Nevers went silent when she stepped into the room and Evers cleared out of her way. No one wanted to be the center of her attention, much less her wrath. She was known to be cruel, coldhearted and firm. The smallest mistake or fault in her mood could earn you hours in the doom room, and that was a fate no one wanted to challenge. But she was also collected and deliberate. Almost anyone could get to her nerves. Except for you.

You were a shy little mouse when you started teaching in the school for evil. Quiet, subdued, and seemingly scared of everything and everyone around you. Even your students had fun of you sometimes for being too tranquil to be a real Never. But as soon as you got facilitated around the place you became the real devil in disguise. Not only did you pester your students to prepare them for all the dangers of the outside world, but you also caught out your colleagues and other authorities.

Lesso didn’t exactly appreciate that as you were showing her the fatuous incapability of her own staff. All the complain about your tricks and traps bored her to no avail. The moment she fell into one of your snares herself was the cherry on the cake of her anger. But the more you annoyed her the more you enjoyed yourself and your little shenanigans. Soon it became your personal mission to get her as many times as possible. Your highest score was two times a day so far. It annoyed her to the highest levels yet firing you wasn’t much of an option. The Nevers strangely took a liking to you, or at least appreciated your wit. And then, you were the best teacher she had here, as you have so inaptly shown her.

“You are my worst nightmare Y/l/n,” she told you once, but you took it as a compliment.

What’s better than misguiding the devil herself? She almost got used to it… so much that the moment you fell ill and couldn’t leave your bed for a week, she found herself missing your pranks. Not that she would ever admit such thing out loud of course. Your artifice and cunning was something she started to admire. She found herself enamored by you. You were still her worst nightmare tho, and she made sure to tell you every time you angered her.

Now you were sitting at the terrace bench, your back supported by cushions, looking over the magnificent mountains. You loved the peace and quietness of the place, one of the reasons you decided to move here. Whoever said Nevers can’t enjoy nice things must have been really really wrong. Sometimes you missed the busyness of the school, but you moved on in your life and you had more important pressing matters to attend to.

“How’s out little spider doing?” Leonora asked as she walked up to you, hands full of chopped wood and sleeves pulled up.

“Taking his after-lunch nap,” you replied with a smile, controlling the baby you were rocking in your arms.

“Mama I wanna play,” your daughter whined as she came back from the trip with her mother.

“You have to wait till Y/s/n is a bit older my dear viper. I promise you he’ll be in all the trouble with you then,” you assured the little girl. “Don’t worry, he’ll be running around before you blink.”

“How do you know? It’s taking him too long,” Y/d/n wasn’t having your excuses.

“Because that’s what you did to me and mommy. You grew up before we turned around to wipe your chin,” your wife laughed at that as your daughter got obviously tired with the conversation already and ran into the house to do god knows what.

“Well she’s not wrong, I can’t wait for out little demon to run around causing trouble either,” Leonora admits as she sits next to you, taking your son in her arms.

“I’m sure you can’t. Maybe you should be cleaning up all the mess this time,” you taunt her leaning your head on her shoulder.

“Hey, they got that after you!” Lesso argues with an amused smile.

“Yeah sure, cause the dean of evil and wickedness herself is a good little angel who wouldn’t hurt a fly,” sometimes she was just as annoying as you could be, but you loved her for it none the less. “But I love you with all your devilry and spite.” you assure her, you adored and sometimes even envied her troubling cruel talents.

“I love you, my beautiful nightmare.” Leonora exclaimed as she kissed your head, admiring the little vicious family you’ve build together.

[farahtissaiamyloves]

Arrange marriage, yknow the lady leonora lesso one can u do a part two of that. If not then could u do a lady lesso x female reader in the tub, playing around splashing each other cause it's be a boring sad day.

Arranged Marriage - part 2

Hi Anon, thanks a lot for the request, and I hope your days get better. So, in order to achieve that, you can have both.

Also, thanks for submitting a request with an idea and not just " write smth for Lady Lesso, please "

Part 1 Part 3

Everybody knew that Leonora was behind it. Yet, nobody could prove that the dean was even near the crime scene.

She had the perfect alibi, as she was enjoying the perfect taste of her tea alongside her wive at the time of the incident.

Nobody needed to know that you actually drank your tea alone that day.

Even so, you couldn't not go at Philip's funeral.

After what happened at the ball last year, Leonora never once did she forget about the man who must have been infatuated with you.

After all, nobody - except her - could now see her pregnant wife sexually.

You were five months pregnant already, and the never thought that the prince's death could no longer be postponed. He needed to go for you to focus totally on your baby and the family you would build together.

It was quick. She told you it would.

Just one slice.

Down his throat.

Leonora's coat didn't even get dirty as she avoided efficiently the river of blood, which followed the huge cut.

You didn't try to stop her, like she thought you would. Fact, which angered her even more.

What could have done that bastard to you for your ever-always willing to save everyone ass to say nothing ?

However, she came to the conclusion that that didn't matter anymore.

You were married now and waiting for your pretty daughter to come to this world.

Philip was playing with the fire and led himself to this.

So, that's how you ended up wearing a black dress and leaning against your wive's arm while she was wearing her usual coat, smiling at the dead body inside the coffin.

You waited patiently for the funeral to come to end suddenly wishing to eat pizza with chocolate.

You brought Leonora's hand to your growing tummy as you pressed your head against her arm.

The dean immediately understood that you were once again hungry.

Leonora kissed the top of your head and whispered to you that you would leave the moment this was to end.

Soon enough, the priest finished, and you were the first to give your condolences to his family.

Of course, Leonora chose to honor her evil side and tease his parents and sister instead.

" I'm curious. How does it feel to be an only child ? " She inquired to Philip's sister.

The girl shook her head, ignoring the evil dean as she turned her attention to you. " I'm so sorry for your unfortunate marriage. Unlike her, my brother had at least manners. "

You froze. One hand on top of your belly and the other snaked around Leonora's.

Leonora raised an eyebrow at the girl. " You know that I'm over here, and I can hear you, right ? "

She continued purposely ignoring her, focusing on you. " Philip could have provided you with everything you wish... We both know that a never and their insensitivity will never be capable of that. "

You couldn't believe what you were listening. Someone talking shit about Leonora in front of her. You would have felt so bad if you were in her shoes.

" I guess we will never know. Anyway, we need to go now, even the slightest of things tire me with my whole pregnancy ordeal. " You excuse yourself.

The girl couldn't say anything against that and watched as Lesso dragged you outside of the church. But she didn't leave before sending to Philip's family her signature smirk.

When you returned to your quarters, you were starving. You didn't bother undressing before eating.

Leonora, after helping you to the kitchen table and making sure you had everything you needed, went to the bathroom to prepare the bath.

It was a pity you were unable to drink wine while laying in the bath together, but Leonora did not mind.

She was willing to sacrifice everything for the health of her baby.

When you were finished, you were pleasantly surprised with Leonora.

" You deserve a kiss. " You said with your most serious face, stepping on your tiptoes to kiss her cheek.

Leonora chuckled at your antics and led you to the bathroom.

The woman helped you undress and step into the tub.

After disregarding her own clothes and, of course, folding your dress, she joined you in the tub.

You sighed happily when your head rested against Leonora's shoulder. The woman wrapped her hands around you, pulling you closer to her.

You stayed like that for several moments until a crazy idea came to you.

You looked up at Leonora, who had her eyes closed and head resting on top of yours.

Perfect.

She wouldn't even see it coming.

With a quick move, you slightly pull away from her grasp. Leonora's eyes opened, not realizing what was happening until some water fell on her face.

The evil dean raised an eyebrow at you. " What was that for ? "

You shrugged. " Nothing. But I always wanted to do that. "

Lady Lesso hummed at your reply, faking deep thought. You returned to your previous position, thinking that she probably won't do it back due to your pregnancy.

She proved you wrong, though.

You turned your head to look at her, offended. " Hey ! "

She smirked at you. " What ? I thought that this was what the princess wanted. "

You shook your head. " You splashed more water to my face than I did to yours. "

Leonora chuckled. " Is that so ? "

" Yes. " Was your response alongside a splash aiming for her face.

" I see. The princess chose war. " She said said splashing water back at you.

And War it was.

The walls around the tub were wet from the water missing your faces, and whatever had remained from your makeup was long gone.

After what felt like hours, you grew tired.

However, Leonora didn't seem ever near to it.

You closed your eyes, covering them with your hands. " Okay, Okay. That's enough, Leo. I wanna go to bed. "

Leonora gave a triumpant hum before standing up to get the towel and help you dry.

As the Dean of Evil was drying your belly, she couldn't resist kissing it.

" Goodnight, baby. Hope you gonna avenge your mother's loss one day. "

[v3nusxsky]

Hii

Can you do a ladylesso x female reader.

It's there anniversary and reader wants to be pounded problem is the last time they did it lesso ended up hurting her by accident so lessos alittle paranoid. Reader ends up convincing her and ya(reader keeps asking lesso to go faster and faster)

Idk have reader squirt, legs and body shaking, can't even make out words just noises. Did it so much in the middle of it reader needs to catch her breath.

(Slap, mommy, and breeding kink.maybe have reader leaking alittle, maybe a few tears of pleasure and drooling)

...ok thank u bye

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*Authors note~ lesso smut is honestly one of my favourites to write*

Trigger Warnings~ lesso dom sub r reader squirting mommy kink slap kink breeding kink strap on

Prompt~ see ask^^^^^

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If there was one thing you wanted for your anniversary it was to be railed within an inch of sanity by your wife. You knew your request would take some convincing, she was sure that you shouldn't be doing that kind of rough sex ever again. The thought of hurting you made her heart ache and twist uncontrollably. But of course you had a plan to combat this. You need a good old fashioned dicking down and you weren't gonna stop at anything to achieve your desire.

Leonora often had more paper work than you to complete most nights, that gave you ample chance to prepare for her arrival and dress in some of your skimpier sets that she absolutely couldn't help but drool over. You were proud of your appearance and judging by the clock Lesso would be arriving soon. You decided to warm up for her, after all tonight was purely a selfish need. You needed her to fuck you good and proper and if she wouldn't do it because of a fear of hurting you then you'd make sure you were ready to take her in all her glory.

Your anniversary gift to Leo was a special enchanted strap on, it would allow her to feel everything as if was actually a part of her body. You also had one of the potions teachers enchant it to be the perfect size for you and Leonora. It was special and you couldn't wait to see her reaction to it. A slightly selfish gift but one you knew would be used more often than not.

Leonora entered the room she was greeted with you spread out on the bed, a perfectly wrapped present with a small bullet teasing your clit. You couldn't help but wither against the sensations and whimper for your girlfriend to pound into you until you couldn't walk for two weeks. "Dove" she warned as her eyes darkened at the suggestion, "I don't want to hurt you sweetheart."

You switched the vibrator off and shakily sat up to hand your girlfriend the bag containing your gift. "Happy anniversary Leo" you murmured before kissing her sweetly. "Well aren't you the prettiest present baby" she murmured back causing you to giggle and point to the bag.

"Darling? Is that a?" She trailed off as the realisation set in. "I need you mommy," you whined and your hips rolled in a show of your desperation, " it's special Leo, try for me please?" You have her the best puppy eyes and crawled forward allowing her to get an eyeful of your breasts. "If it hurts even the slightest you will safe word" it was more a demand than a question but you still found yourself nodding in confrontation. "Then by all means dove, let me ravish you."

Ravishing you was exactly what she was doing, your whole body showered with loving touches and kisses as she showed you just how appreciative she is to call you hers. To say you were drenched by the time she had finished loving on you was a massive understatement. "Oh dove, is this all for mommy? You really want mommys cock that bad" she purred toying with the wetness that laid there. "So bad mommy please, please take me" you mewled hoping the red head would take pity on you.

Lesso used her magic to strip herself of her clothing. Watching Leonora strapping up was definitely a sight you wished to commit to memory but sadly you lacked the ability to do so. You were practically drooling at the sight of her new appendage watching as she made her way to her bedside table and pulled out her own gift. A vibe that would easily attach to the shaft of her new toy. "I'm going to absolutely ruin you darling dove, you're gonna regret being such a whore and begging for me to do this" she purred before adding some lube to her new cock.

"Mommy please" you whimpered squirming on the bed as she made quick work of the thin material leaving you bare and at her disposal. The strangled cry you let out as the woman pushed the head of her faux cock into your soaked folds. The sting was overwhelming at the start but it seemed to ease off as she slowly repeated the pattern of pushing in and waiting before continuing. It wasn't long till you'd taken the whole length, the enchantment stopping the length from being more than you could reasonably handle.

Lesso let out a shocked gasp at feeling just how tight and wet you were for her. "Dove I can fuck what" she whispered seemingly transfixed on where your sex joined with her cock. "Surprise mommy" you whimpered as your hips bucked upwards. "Oh you dirty girl, you had the strap enchanted?" She murmured before bringing her lips to Latch onto your neck, "I need to move baby you're suffocating my dick" she purred against your pulse point.

The moment lesso pulled out to push back in was absolute heaven, it didn't take much longer for her to find a rhythm that had you becoming a blubbering mess. True to her word, Leo was absolutely ruining you, she brought you over the edge more times than you can count, each time she stuffed you with her massive load. You felt so full but now lesso had gained confidence she didn't seem to be stopping no matter how much you mewled about being too sensitive.

The moment Lesso activated her gift you screamed, the vibrations adding to the feeling of being stuffed with cock and her cum. "Mommy mommy fuck I'm gonna pee" you cried hoping she would stop only to realise it encouraged her. You squirted all over her dick as she muttered something about making sure you were nicely bred with her cum. After cleaning up you and your lover spent the anniversary cuddled up in one and others arms feeling fully stated for now.

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[whatdoesshedotothem]

Tuesday 11 August 1835

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no kiss very fine morning F71° at 8 20   breakfast (in my dressing room) at 8 ¼ - A- took the carriage and was off at nine to the central national school to Mrs Petherie the head mistress to learn the method as far as possible in the course of our morning - saw Mr Johnson and said all that could be necessary in observation and explanation of my note, so that I have no need to see him again - wrote and sent little ¼ sheet note to ‘Miss Gordon 34 Hertford street’ sorry I did not see her yesterday when she called even tho’ I was at dinner - will call this morning about one, certainly not earlier - cut my nails and finished dressing till 10 then till 11 5 had Neele the engraver with A-‘s maps and had Mrs Hawkins - and dated my letter to Lady H de H- of which wrote the 2 first pages of the 1st ½ sheet on Sunday night - dated the top of my 3rd page this morning, but went on with my subject of Sunday - ‘Sometime ago when I daily reproached myself for not writing, I began to think of your new correspondent at Stockholm, and that perhaps, par consequent, you had less time to think of me - the summer seemed to come upon me at unawares, and long before I heard of your being off, I calculated you had reached your journey’s end - Tuesday 11 August - How happy you must be! the friend of our youth can have no rival - Time blunts the edge of our credulity - year after year brings with it some new burden of mistrust, and the heart, wearied perhaps with disappointments turns with nameless satisfaction to the friends it trusted first, and owns no faith so firm as that of early days’ - mention the report of the misunderstanding with the court - that Lady S- had said she thought it could not be true as Lady Harriet had told her of Mr. de H- being with the King, which I had agreed in, and said no more - Lady VC- had not named it - ask Lady Harriet to bear with my table linen a little longer - my return to Copenhagen delayed not given up - wonder if we shall meet again in Paris - A- returned from the national school at 12 ¼ - sat talking a little while - some chance of our having the man and his wife who thought of going out to Jamaica with the bishop of the island - at one had finished my letter 2 half sheets full (of which the 2 first pp. dated and written on Sunday) to Lady H de H- then wrote the following to ‘Messrs. Hammersleys Bankers’ vid. line 9 next p.  ‘Miss Lister will be much obliged to Messrs. Hammersleys, on the arrival of the model from Geneva, to give it in charge to Mr Bewsher of the King’s Warehouse at the custom house - the price agreed to be paid for the model was, Mrs. Lister finds, 1600 francs, to which the expense of carriage from Geneva to London will be added - Mrs Lister will be obliged to Messrs. Hammersleys to inform her of the amount of the bill before ordering its payment - Mrs Lister received yesterday the letter directed to her at Messrs. Hammersleys’ - Left A- took the carriage and out at 1 35 drove to 34 Herford street - Lady G- in her bedroom - in her dressing gown - sat with her about near an hour - very glad to see me - will return from Scotland viâ Yorkshire - could we not meet? I said I could not possibly receive her at Shibden in the present state of things - at last agreed that she should write tell me her plans, and I would try to meet her in York and shew her the lions - Mrs. Thompson of Eskrick had invited her to the festival and she had promised to take Georgina and go, but on going to Coutts’ she found her banking book credited on the wrong side going to the festival would be expensive, and she had written to give up the thought of it - this she owned had something to do with her present illness   I laughed and said she ought to have taken me my income to hers would have made a difference we should have got on very well together   it was too late now all her own fault but thought I it is better as it is she would not have suited me  she like poor old lady Stuart  is out at the elbows  let it be a lesson to me - Mr. Guthrie, Lady G-‘s apothecary came and I wished good morning - met Miss Cornewall on the stairs who was very civil - In fact, I did not know her but she recognised me - en passant  left my note( vid. line 29 of the last p.) at Hammersleys - then to Whitehall and sat about ½ hour with Lady Stuart - very glad to see me - thought I should not leave London without writing or seeing her again tho’ V- said I should - Lady S- will write to tell me what she fixes upon - thinks of going to Ramsgate - I ventured to suggest her taking Miss Hyrioth - lady S- thought she could not be spared - V- obliged to wait for the character of a cook-housekeeper she thought of taking and would not .:. be off to Olney till Thursday instead of tomorrow - Lady S- pays £96 per annum ground rent for her house and paid a fine of £400 on the last renewal of the lease (for 20 years) 9 years to run - government talks of taking no fine the next time but having £240 per annum rent - this would not do but said that among my various thoughts I had thought that the lease might be worth my renewing if Lord S- did not wish to renew it to himself - home at 3 ¾ - took up A- and out again at 4 - took her to see the Queen’s bazaar in Oxford street where I bought my Hastings table and other linen - A- bought knitted woollen petticoats at Robertshaws a great ready-made ladies clothes shop - apparently a very good respectable shop - north side of the street - bought a lb. of last years grapes 3/.! at the great fruit shop in Oxford street opposite Holles street for A- was sick and faint and wanted fruit – has not been well since Sunday Morning at church - home again at 5 - dressed - dinner at 6 - had the carriage and out again from 7 to 8 50 - all the while at Roake and Varty’s booksellers in the strand, for A- to buy books and cheap paper for the Lightcliffe school use - I stood reading over Brockedon’s guide from London to Naples via Paris Rome etc - just published - 24/. 1vol.  8vo. with several good views - seems a goodish sort of thing - the Leghorn bonnets made of unripe wheat straw grown on poor land - this manufacture now as good In England thro’ the information 1st got by the society of arts - Leghorn the best port for shipments to England - less duty paid and most direct conveyance by sea -Inquire when there - Mrs Leigh in the strand 3 doors from Bedford street the great person for continental travelling books - very fine day - very hot - packing and paying till 11 20 - A- queer about money  this will never do  we shall never stick together  I will labour at my accounts and set myself  straight and prepare to do without her in case of need  - when with lady S- this morning (did not see Vere) left with her my letter (2 half sheets full) to ‘the Lady Harriet de Hagemann’ to go with the letter I found Lady S- writing to her to Stockholm - Neels (vid. line 6 of today) who brought the country maps by Greenwood to complete A-‘s set, told me he and Walker the engraver and publisher, I think he said, should loose 4 or 5 thousand pounds by Greenwood, a man of genius but not a man of business - very speculative and sanguine about all he took up, but not successful –

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 now going about getting subscriptions to a sort of Dictionary of all the gentlemen’s seats in England to come out by counties - Surry in the press - he is going all over to get information from the different families - the regular publishers are afraid of engaging with him, but a young man who has some money has entered into partnership with him and is to publish the work - I said such a work might answer if well managed - desired Mr Greenwood to call upon me at Shibden Hall (gave my address) and expressed myself anxious for his work to answer - asked who was considered the best civil engineer in London who had renommée ? Tredgold? no! he (Mr Neele) thought Giles who might be heard of at Gardiner’s in Regent street who publishes the ordnance maps and is .:. the best mappist in London - when I had Mrs Hawkins up this morning mentioned turning Northgate house into a larger hotel and told her to ask Mr Hawkins if he knew of anybody likely to make a good tenant - explained the sort of person and his wife I should like to have - Mrs H- quite understood the thing and said there were many who would be glad of it - I said they should  have a capital of £7,000 or £8,000 to begin with - very fine day - very hot - F47 ½° in my dressing room now at 12 35 tonight

[queenramondasidechick]

Darky lady lesso x wife reader

Part 2

*summary after witnessing what lesso did you said nothing to nobody about what happened in the doom room you thought lesso forgot about your punishment but she didn't.

Warning* mentions of death manipulation*

I quickly walked across the halls avoiding everyone as i entered Lenora's room with paper works in my arms I sat them on her desk and turned away to leave. She said to me stop I stopped in my track, turning around to face my wife to only have a strong grip around my throat choking me against the wall. L-lesso!! I held her tight hand that was choking me you think I don't know what you did!? She let me go I coughed as I heard her taking something out of the drawer that was next to her desk and it was a knife. I backed away with my back hitting the wall as Lenora pinned me against the wall while still holding the knife. I know you told Sophie about what I did so now I'm going to have a small talk with her darling and to keep you out of the way. She dragged me to our room tying me to the bedpost. Lenora!! No please don't kill her please!! tugging my body towards her she only kissed my forehead before leaving the room with the knife in her hand. Now here trying my hardest to cut this trip with a piece of glass I had found. Yes! The ropes for free off my wrist I opened the door running through the halls in the school of good. Tedros have you seen lesso anywhere I asked the young prince yeah two guards took her away I immediately ran to the doom room because that will be the only place lesso would take her. I made it in front of the room and that's when I heard a loud thud my blood ran cold heart stopping for a second. No?! Sophie she can't be dead!! Then the door opened to reveal Lenora coat off and a chuck of hair in her hand. W-w-what did you do to her you fucking monster what did you do to her!!! I Pound on Lenora's chest tears coming down my face she grabbed my hands stopping me as I pulled away from her. I didn't kill her dove all I did was cut off her hair I mean besides you can't be a never if you look like a princess. I looked in the room to see Sophie crying about her hair not being injured or anything. Then Lenora grabbed my chin making me look at her with a sadistic smile on her face I didn't want to cause you anymore trauma love I wouldn't want your brain to replay those images in your small little head. I stood frozen in my place, not being able to speak as lesso just takes me in her muscular embrace.

Now let's go back to class we have a lot of teaching to do the days and weeks have passed and I wake up with nightmares with Lenora killing people in the doom room. But I have put it behind me since she would never let me leave her side. Me and are in our room quietly grading students and making up paperwork. Y/n darling what do you think about having kids I looked at her as if she was crazy!? There's no way in hell I want my kids'mother to be a murderer. I-i don't know about that Lenora she stood up hovering over me taking her coat off pulling my hair back and stopping my writing. How about we test that love..

[farahtissaiamyloves]

Arranged Marriage

First of all, thank you for the 100 followers !!! It really means a lot to me knowing that you enjoy my stories that much ! Anyway, enjoy.

Part 2

It was annoying.

Marriage Is supposed to be sacred.

At least for the evers.

Yet, after the union of the schools, everybody had been searching for more ways to straighten this bond.

And, unfortunately, one of them was you. 

Or rather, your arranged marriage with the dean of evil.

Everybody, including your parents, found the idea of you, one of the most prominent evers, to marry your evil equivalent.

It hurt you.

You always imagined how would you fall in love with a pretty princess, such as yourself, or a handsome and muscular prince who would fall on one knee to ask for your hand.

Who would, with no hesitation, declare his love for you.

Who would whisper sweet nothings in your ear.

Who would hold you close and worship you.

You saw every and each of your fantasies evaporating in your wedding ceremony.

Lady Lesso couldn't even muster the strength to lay her eyes on you.

You couldn't imagine how disgusted she must have been feeling at that moment.

You still remembered her frown as she placed a ring on your finger and sweared her undying love toward you.

You still remembered how you reciprocated the vow with an emotionless face.

You couldn't stand the idea of your partner, your companion for the rest of your life, to be unable to love you for who you were and was only presenting herself alongside you in formal events.

There were many drawbacks in your marriage.

You weren't only tasked to become a professor at the school, but was also forced to live in the same quarters as the Dean herself.

There wasn't much space.

Lesso had complained endlessly about your clothes.

You had so many.

Yet, you left most of your clothes back home.

But the main disadvantage, except the lack of space for all of your wardrobe, was the fact that you were sleeping on the same bed.

Lesso proved to be unable to sleep on the couch, her bad knee wasn't resting enough or something.

And you had a small problem with your back; you were barely able to walk, much less fakesmile at the morning.

After two months of your marriage, Lesso thought that it was finally time for you learning her true name.

You cursed her that day. You lost yourself that day.

Your little, polite, ever behavior left you as you were shouting at her that it was unacceptable for her wife to learn her true name after two months of marriage.

Leonora seemed a bit hurt but mainly speechless.

After talking her off, you left your rooms slamming the door shut behind you.

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You came back at three at the morning. You thought that Lesso would have fallen asleep by that time.

You were wrong.

She had been pacing around the room; waiting for you.

You glanced at her.

She glanced back at you.

None of you said anything as you prepared yourselves for bed.

You did nothing to hide your anger toward her.

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Time flew by.

Two months became three, and four, and then five.

You attended an other formal event with your wife.

Leonora, who was too bored to talk to other people, ended up spending her time with Dovey as you went to the bar to grab your drinks.

You ordered some whiskey for the bartender, because there was no way Leonora or Leo as she had allowed you to call her would survive the rest of the night without having consumed a strong dose of alcohol.

You ordered for yourself a glass of champagne as the true, pureblood, evers would do.

" Well, well, look who we have here. " A voice from behind startled you.

You froze recognizing the owner of it.

You swallowed hard turning to look at the Prince standing before you.

" Finally, out of the witch's reach, I see. " Philip commented throwing a disgusted look at your wife.

Leonora was standing awkwardly next to Emma as she waited for Dovey to finish her conversation with her beloved Cinderella.

You rolled your eyes at him refocusing on the barman who was preparing your drinks.

Hopefully, he would have them ready soon enough.

" Don't you think that you had ignored me for long enough ? " Your ex insisted.

You sighed wishing for Leonora to have been with you.

Even if she was disgusted with you, she never had never said or shown the slightest proof of that, you just thought that it would probably be true, she would never, EVER, allow to him or any of your past relationships to approach you.

You still remembered how she reacted meeting Andreas and the two of you hadn't lasted for more than a month; you preferred to keep in touch, though, because he was a good friend.

But this. This man.

He had been the definition of toxic in the past.

Leonora, who was giving death sentences to literally everyone who was causing you the slightest irritation, had promised you that she would get rid of the guy in the future.

Both Philip and Leonora were obsessive and jealous when someone was looking at you more than the usual.

But Leonora wasn't... she wasn't doing this at the extent of making you feel uncomfortable, she was just trying to show to everyone that you were married and no longer available for love confessions.

The bartender handed you your champagne but still no whiskey.

You thanked him politely before returning your attention to your former lover.

" Don't ever offend my wife in front of me, again... We don't want to give her reasons to cut your tongue, now, do we ? " You proceeded into a thread.

You knew better than anyone how manipulative Philip could become if you wouldn't cut him off from the very beginning.

He raised an eyebrow at you and took a step closer. " I would like to see her trying. "

And that was the moment, Lesso's head snapped toward your direction.

Both Emma and Dovey had found their partners and were currently dancing with them.

Leonora's eyes widened realizing to whom were you speaking.

Murder time.

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You couldn't believe it ! 

He didn't even blink when he said that.

He truly believed that Lesso wasn't capable of hurting him.

You wanted to laugh at him.

You had heard many never students talking about the well-known Doom Room.

He didn't know what was coming for him.

The barman finally gave you the glass of whiskey.

You smiled at him taking the glass in your free hand.

You then turned to fakesmile at Philip. " Have a nice evening. I hope that I'll never see you again. " 

You told him and quickly turned to leave.

As your head turned, you locked eye contact with your wife.

Leonora was walking to you.

You did two step toward her.

Then, you saw her eyes suddenly widen.

A moment afterward, a hand from behind wrapped around your stomach, pulling your body backwards.

You gasped as you felt some champagne falling on your dress.

Your eyes immediately fell down on your dress.

It was one of your favorites.

If only you knew in advance...

You would have worn an other one...

" You are not going anywhere, little one. " Philip whispered next to your ear.

" You are mine. " He added aggressively.

You paled realizing that he wasn't letting you go.

Leonora, who was one the other side of the room two seconds ago, was on your side.

" I don't like people touching what's mine. You either back down now or I'll cut off your hands right here, right now. " Lesso threatened with the most frightening and deadly expression you have ever seen her using on someone.

At the extremely terrorizing statement did Philip's grip on you loosened.

You pulled away, quickly placing the drinks on the bar before hiding yourself behind your wife.

Leonora was scary, she was scaring even you; you couldn't imagine how scared must Philip feel.

She was at the verge of fuming.

Leonora pushed Philip away from both of you with her cane.  

Philip lost his balance due to the unexpected pressure and fell backwards, his back hit the bar.

Leonora kept her cane up, threatening him and forcing him to back down.

" Look at her, speak to her, touch her and you will be a dead man. " She concluded.

You frowned.

You really thought that Leonora was to kill him right on that spot.

But instead, she took your hand in hers and walked out of the huge room hosting one of the most magnificent balls you would attend that year.

Leonora led you to the bathroom.

You both got inside and the dean locked the door behind you.

Leonora was pacing around the bathroom as you tried your best to clean your dress.

" How dare he. " Leonora said angrily.

You knew that she wasn't talking to you, or anyone in particular; she was used in cursing other people out loud.

You sighed when you finally gave up.

Your dress was ruined.

Your favorite dress was ruined.

Generally speaking,  you loved all of your clothes.

And having just experienced the ruining of one of your favorites... it was as if you forced Lesso to watch a fire destroying her beloved Doom Room.

Leonora turned to look at you.

Your eyes were looking down at your dress with the saddest facial expression she has ever seen in your face.

" We can have another tailored for you. We can order for it to be exactly like this one. " Lesso assured you approaching you.

You looked up at her. Your teary eyes locked with your wife's. " You mean it ? "

Leonora placed her hands on your shoulders in an attempt to calm you down. " Of course. "

You took a shaky breath. " So... you are not disgusted by me, right ? Or my love for clothes ? "

The woman frowned. Her hand snaked on your cheek.

The never connected your foreheads. " I know that... we weren't given a choice, but that doesn't mean that we can't give it a try. "

You stopped breathing for some moments, replaying and processing her words in your mind.

Then, out of the blue, you wrapped your hands around her neck.

You pressed your lips against hers.

Leonora reciprocated your kiss with no hesitation.

The two of you kissed like it was the last time you would ever get the chance to do that.

When you pulled away to breathe, you rested your head on her shoulder.

Leonora's hands, which had found their way around your back, tightened around you, pushing your body against hers.

" Can we go home, now ? I can't present myself with a dress in this condition. " You caressed her cheek with your nose and kissed her cheek.

Leonora smirked down at you. " Can't wait to go to bed, do you ? "

You raised an eyebrow not understanding what she meant. " No, I just don't want to be seen like that. "

Leonora rolled her eyes playfully. " Darling. " 

The woman smiled at you thinking that your naivety was extremely cute.

How easily could someone manipulate you...

Not on her watch.

" People don't only use beds for sleeping, princess. " The dean winked at you.

Your eyes widened and a blush appeared in your cheeks after finally realizing what she meant.

" Ummmm. You gonna be soft, right ? " You asked her.

Leonora bited her lower lip in order to contain the smirk which was to form on her lips.

" Right ? "