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Caught in Your Web ~Younger!Bottom!Leonora Lesso xFem Dominatrix!Reader ~College AU

Summary— College AU where Clarissa and her friends go out clubbing, and Clarissa drags her roommate, Leonora with her. What Leonora doesn’t expect is Reader, the caretaking, mysterious bartender… Anon Response— Hi hi hi anon!! Thank you for the request! I really got into this fic, hope you enjoy ♥️

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

#1. “You think you can top me?”

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

#63. “I’m… I’m afraid I might hurt/break you…”

Warnings: implied NSFW, implied smut, implied bdsm themes, little age gap (all legal), little angst, fluff, kissing, alcohol consumption, teasing, flustering, dom/sub implied relations, top/bottom talk, implied future bdsm/smut, etc.

Enjoy (;

The clubs music was ringing in Leonora’s ears as Dovey dragged the redhead in and through the raging crowd. Clarissa pulled Leonora to a corner table, where a couple of Clarissa’s friend where already waiting for them.

Dover’s girls screamed in delight as Clarissa came to the standing table, Leonora behind her. They said their giggling hellos and how are yous, before Clarissa introduced Leonora to the group.

“Girls… this is my roommate, Leo!!” Clarissa exclaimed, showing Leonora off to the table of squealing young women.

Clarissa’s girls all greeted Leonora, but then quickly moved on to hushed gossip as well as the agreed decision to acquire some shots.

Leonora rolled her eyes slightly and rolled her eyes. One of the girls was quick to go grab the first of many round of shots from the bartender, returning to the girls and passing the liquid courage out.

Leonora grumbled as she took the shot being passed to her. Clarissa looked her to Leo, giving her a firm look saying ‘C’mon be cool, these are my friends’.

Leonora rolled her eyes again before downing her shot with the rest of the group. This routine went on for what felt like hours. The girls would gossip for a while, then get more shots, then gossip again, then shots…

After the fifth or six round, Leonora was ready to throw up. She had never drank this much tequila before… She managed to get away and stumble up to the bar, sitting on a stool and looking at you in desperation.

You finished making a cocktail for some rando, noticing the desperate look in Leonora’s eyes. You immediately came over to Leonora, the bar separating the two of you, to make sure she was okay.

“Hey, Darling. Are you alright, can I get you anything?” You asked the redhead.

She keeled over her seat a little, wrapping her arms around her stomache.

“Oh God…” Leonora groaned, suddenly getting the urge to vomit.

You immediately recognized that drunken look and were quick to grab a bucket and hand it to the woman. Leonora took it quickly and emptied out the contents of her stomache into it with a long groan.

Aftewards, she felt slightly better, but not completely relieved. Leonora looked back at you, mumbling a thank you, and offered the bucket back.

“No no, keep it, ‘hun. I have a feeling you’ll need it again.” You reassured the redhead.

Leonora pursed her lips together and nodded.

“Here, let me get you some cold water…” You told her, being cut off by another customer before you could call the woman another pet name.

You swiftly made the person’s drink, before grabbing the redhead and ice water, and sliding it over to her.

“Thank you…” Leonora breathed out, slowly sipping the water.

“Of course, no problem, babe.” You comforted her, “The name’s Y/N.”

This made Leonora blush lightly. But she immediately masked it.

“I’m Leonora…” she spoke, accompanied by a light groan.

You gave Leonora a smile and told her that you’d serve some other customers and be back to check on her soon. She have you another thanks and continued sipping her water.

To be honest, you had noticed Leonora when she had been dragged into the club. You had watched her stand uncomfortably with that group of straight, preppy college girls. You had rolled your eyes when she was made of take those shots. And you weren’t surprised when she’d come stumbling to you after that much tequila.

You helped a handful of customers with their drinks, having to cut off a couple people as well as the night went on, eventually making it back to Leonora.

“How you doing, ‘Nora…? Can I call you ‘Nora?” You asked the woman.

The nickname made the redhead smile a little. She nodded.

“Mm okay… You were right. I did need the bucket again. Multiple times. Thanks…” Leonora breathed out in thanks.

You bit your lip and nodded.

“Anytime. How are you feeling…? Need more water?”

“Sick…” Leonora groaned, “More water would be great”

You chuckled, “Yea that makes sense. I saw you taking those peer pressure shots like there was no tomorrow…”

Leonora looked away at your words. She didn’t want to think about those girls. They hadn’t even noticed her absence.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to lower the mood…” you comforted, putting your hand on hers on the bar and squeezing it in reassurance.

Leonora met your again, smiling lightly, and nodding.

“No you’re right…” she breathed out.

You pulled your hand away, and Leonora found herself missing your touch.

“I’ll get you that water, sweetheart.” You said, “And I’m here if you need anything else.”

Leonora nodded once more and yet again thanked you. You got the woman another water, then having to serve more of the other customers again.

All while doing so, you kept side glancing back to Leonora. She certainly was your type… She was naturally a beauty. You could tell she was fierce. And smart. And she looked damn good in that dress…

But you put your personally feelings aside. You had a job to do, and she was also so drunk, she was sick.

Throughout the rest of the night, Leonora stayed in the corner stool of the bar, only getting up for bathroom breaks or vomiting into the bucket. You two got into a routine of you bringing her more water and the two of you having conversation. You even gave her some pain meds along with some vitamins from your own personal stash to help the woman sober up.

Towards the end of the night, you started to close up tabs and pay our customers. It wasn’t closing time yet, you still had like two hours, but the less hardcore partiers were starting to filter out.

From your side eye, you could see the girls that had dragged Leonora out clubbing, they were still on the dancefloor, flat out drunk and hollering expletives along with the music.

Leonora had began to get over her drunken nausea. She was now sitting at the bar, watching you as you made drinks and took payments. When the bar hit a lull, you sauntered back over to Leonora, to check in with the woman.

“How ya’ doing, ‘Nora?” You hummed, cleaning off some glasses as you talked to the redhead.

Leonora was taking a drink from her water, she hummed, and finished her gulp before answering.

“Better. Thank you” the redhead breathed out.

You hummed and nodded.

Leonora then asked something offhand,

“Do you get hit on a lot…?”

Your gaze flicked from the glass you were cleaning to the woman in a split second.

“Yea I do…” you spoke, “It’s kinda an expected part of the job… why?”

Leonora shrugged her shoulders.

“I saw a couple guys try their luck tonight with you and from what I could see, you turned them all down… I assume your partner doesn’t take a liking to that…” She explained.

You smirked and chuckled lightly. This made Leonora quirk her brow up lightly in amusement.

“What…?” She asked curiously.

“Well… for one, I’m gay.” You enlightened Leonora,

This made the redhead’s eyes widen and her mouth form a silent Ohhh.

“And second, I don’t have a partner.” You finished your thought.

This puzzled Leonora a bit. How could a stunning bartender like you, not have a girlfriend…??

You registered the shocked look on the redheads face, making you chuckle even more.

“I know, I know… How could I be single…??” You joked with a chuckle, waving your hands in the air for dramatic effect.

This made Leonora chuckle lightly as well. You put the clean and dried glasses aside, grabbing the next rack of soapy glasses that needed cleaning next.

“What about you? You got a girlfriend…?” You asked.

Leonora’s breath hitched and her eyes widened slightly again.

You knew she was…?

“I—umm… No, well… it’s complicated…” Leonora stammered, nervously looking back and forth from you over to Clarissa who was grinding away on the dancefloor.

“That’ your complicated girl?” You asked with a chuckle, indicating over to Clarissa, who was dancing wildly and screaming the lyrics of the current song, “The one who dragged you in here…?”

Leonora pursed her lips, blushed lightly, and nodded.

“Mmmm I see. Yea, that looks complicated…” you hum with a sigh, still cleaning your glassware.

Leonora went silent and just in that moment, another customer on the other end of the bar called for your attention. You sighed, putting your rack of glasses aside. Telling Leonora that you’d be back to check on her soon and that you’d get her another water, you went over to help the small but growing line of people.

Finally, after the small rush of customers, you made it back to Leonora’s side of the bar, grabbing your glassware rack again and starting back up in cleaning them. Your eyes wandered back over to the complicated brunette that Leonora was ensnared in. You watched her dance and move around drunkenly. Your gaze then came back to Leonora.

“She’s the top, right…?” You said with a light smirk.

Leonora chocked on her water nearly spitting it all the way up. Her entire face went red and and she desperately trie for get her breathing back under control.

“I— w-why would you… say that…?” Leonora stammered in a little bit of a mock offended tone.

You chuckled and smirked at the redhead in amusement.

“Just a hunch.” You hummed, shrugging your shoulders lightly.

“Humph. Well you’re wrong… I’m such a top” Leonora pouted with a huff, “I could even do you…!”

Your left eyebrow quirked up in amusement and questioning at the redheads statement. You stopped cleaning the glass in your hand.

“You think you can top me?” You asked bluntly, meeting the redheads gaze unabashedly.

“I—well…” Leonora stammered and looked away under your intense gaze.

Her cheeks flushed red and you smirked lightly to yourself.

“That’s what I thought…” you hummed, please with yourself.

Leonora grumbled a little, crossing her arms, but said nothing much else on the subject.

“Don’t torture yourself over it, ‘hun…” you hummed to the redhead reassuringly, “I’m a dom at Lilith’s Den in my free time.”

Leonora flickered her gaze up to you in an instant.

“Lilith’s Den, as in you’re a…” she breathed out in stammering verbiage, “a dominatrix…?”

You pursed your lips and smirked wickedly, quirking your brows and nodding at Leonora. Leonora sucked in a breath and squirmed in her seat a little.

“Oh my... I’m... uh... speechless..” Leonora whimpered.

You then smiled softly at the woman, placing your hand on hers which was on the bar, squeezing its reassuringly.

“Don’t stress it. That’s completely normal, ‘hun.” You reassured the woman, then giving her a cheeky wink.

Before you were called back to the other paying customers, letting go of the redheads hand. You watched Leonora out of the corner of your eye while you worked. Now she was watching your every move…

Last calls eventually came around. You started to close out all accounts from the night. You were having one guy sign his check, and when you looked up into the expanse of the club, you realized that Leonora’s complicated friend Clarissa and her group of girls had left. You gritted your teeth together, and had to take a deep breath, before you closed out everyone else.

Soon, Leonora was the only one left and it was a couple minutes after close.

“Alright ‘Nor… It’s been fun, but I have to finish up closing and you need to get home…” you sighed, coming towards the redhead, still on the opposite end of the bar.

Leonora hummed and nodded in agreement, but looked sad. Her pout got to you.

“Let me finish up, and I’ll walk you out and get you a cab, hmmm…?” You offered.

The redhead smiled lightly and nodded.

“Thank you” she breathed out.

You nodded and told her it was no issue. It took you about 15 more minutes before you grabbed your things and were ready to go.

Leonora stood up on her wobbly legs, and you linked your arm to hers, guiding her towards the door and outside. You both shivered outside in the cold. You hailed a taxi and opened the door for Leonora.

Leonora thanked you again, but before she got in, she turned to you and pressed her lips flush against yours. You were shocked but content with the light kiss.

You both naturally pulled away.

“Join me…?” Leonora breathed out in a whisper.

You sucked your breath in and looked away in concern, biting your lip. You took a deep breath and meet Leonora’s gaze once more.

“Not tonight, ‘hun…” you sighed.

Leonora’s face pouted and she looked dejected and down.

“I… why…? Did I do something..?” She breathed out.

“No no, you’re perfect, ‘Nor—! I just…” you sighed again, “I’m… I’m afraid I might hurt or break you tonight.” You explained.

Leonora met your gaze with glossy eyes, with a light smile now on her face from your compliment.

“Maybe you can come visit me at Lilith’s one day…” you comforted the woman.

This idea seemed to perk Leonora up. She agreed and with that, she got into her cab, and it drove away.

You watched on the sidewalk as the cab drove into the distance. You sighed again.

God… in a matter of one night, you were completely hooked…

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Leonora Lesso Masterlist

[i-write-sometimes-maybe]

Disobedient- Lady Lesso X Ever!FemReader (NSFW)

Synopsis: You’re a fun little ever, and Lesso can’t wait to play with you.

Word Count: 7.1k 🫣 (yes you read that right)

Warnings: SMUT, possible trigger warning as there will be blood mentioned, knife play, edging, edge play (cause, ya know, knives), kinda blood play, bratty reader, brat tamer Lesso, marking of many types, denial, coercion of admission of feelings 🤭 read it to see if there’s more😈. Also yes part of it is similar to my one shot ‘Celebration’ but since Ive been writing this for damn near a year I don’t care enough to change it. At least you know I wrote both 🥲

A/n: Everyone thank @pebbleswritessometimes for this oneshot cause literally a week ago I didn’t know when or if this would be finished soon, but they wanted and hyped me so they got it 🥰🫶🏻. Also, If you can’t tell, my motivation has been shot lately especially with smut, so this drags but I hope it’s good for you guys! I was trying to get this out a lot sooner than I actually did, my bad. I ended up getting a second job and been busy with both jobs as well as not having much motivation but then I quit said second job and continued to struggle with motivation, sorry it took so long lol hopefully the smut makes up for it. Also, yes, there’s a difference between edging and edge play!! Enjoy!

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You were stuck at the white cloth-covered table, sitting basically by yourself. The table next to yours had a couple of Never girls, Dot and Anadil, but they seemed to be sitting by choice. At least, that's what you guessed after they shoved off two boys that walked up to them.

Sitting at a table by yourself at the first ever, Never-Ever dance was certainly not one of the things you had planned for tonight. You just wanted to dance.

You were looking around the ballroom, finding the drastic change in aesthetics amusing. The school was unified but that didn't mean the students didn't stick to what they know. The dance floor was separated into light colors and dark.

Only a few mixed at the tables, but the students kept quiet. Creating a strange feeling in the air.

Your eyes scanned the room. At first, you were looking for your partner, at least, that's what you told yourself.

But then your eyes landed at the front of the ballroom. The two heads of the once-separated halves standing side-by-side, the Deans. The Dean of Good was dressed in a light, poofy ballgown that made her look like a cupcake. While the Dean of Evil remained in her signature dark suit.

This time, it was accented with a deep royal purple ascot, taking you by pleasant surprise. But you could tell this was one of her nicer suits, it fits her a little better than the others. Not that you would know, of course. This is definitely the first time you've taken more than a second to look over the red-haired Dean.

But gods, the way she holds herself. The way she looks at everyone. The way you can practically see her thoughts as she glared at the Never-Ever PDA. The way she would throw her head back laughing at something you desperately wished came from you.

But that's the thing. You kept wishing for things. But as an Ever, you get your wishes, right?

But now, you wished you could watch her shrug off the blazer. To watch her roll the cuffs of her sleeves up to reveal those toned arms. How you wish her hand would wrap around your-

You cleared your throat as if you've been caught red-handed, and you might've. You caught her eyes on you. They lingered longer than a simple look should've. But you're imagining things, now. Maybe a Never spiked the punch you were currently nursing.

'I think I'm mentally cheating. How could I be so disobedient.?'

She smirked at you, it couldn't be at you, right? Right? There's no way she knows what you're thinking. Her eyes landed on you once again, and she did a once-over on you.

And in that moment, you suddenly wished your outfit choice was good enough. You steered away from the baby pinks and champagne colored dresses that all the other Evers wore. Deciding on a royal blue floor length gown that fit to you perfectly but also complimented your skin tone. You thought you were being risqué with the slit that went straight to your hip, but as Lesso's eyes seemed to linger there for a moment, you knew it was a good choice.

You knew you shouldn't, you have a boyfriend.

Boyfriend! That's right, yeah. What was his name again?... Of course, you didn't forget your own boyfriend's name. Your mind certainly isn't occupied with the Dean, of course not. You definitely weren't dating him only to maintain the 'perfect Ever' appearance, nope.

You couldn't help it, her eyes are oh so enticing.

'I think I shouldn't be lookin' in those eyes. Why do they give mе butterflies?'

You took a second to try to find your boyfriend -unaware your thoughts were heard and the dean was barely biting back a smirk- your eyes rolling as you see him entertaining a group of Ever girls. Unconsciously, your eyes went straight back to the fiery-haired Dean. Who, to your surprise, was walking straight to you.

You wouldn't admit that your stomach dropped a little and you got nervous.

She stopped just a few feet from you, "You can't seem to keep your eyes off me, can you little one?"

You decided to hop onto some suddenly present charismatic boldness, you chuckled a little bit and stood to come face-to-face with her, though she was a couple of inches taller than you.

"It's hard not to when you're the best looking person in this room." It was wrong, you both knew that. She's the Dean and you are technically a student. But if it was so wrong, why does it feel so right?

You were well over age, being late to the start of your own story. It was late enough that you thought you'd not get the chance to go to the school and get your own fairytale.

Your heart skipped a beat as she took another step towards you, you never thought she'd be this close to you, especially in front of everyone else.

"I guess I could say same about you, Dove." Her head tilted slightly as she took the opportunity to examine you closer. Something igniting within her once she saw just how revealing your dress was, never mind the low-cut neckline.

You smirked, "Like what you see, do you?"

A humor-filled chuckle escaped her, and you yearned to hear it again, "My, my, what a bold little Ever. How cute." She wouldn't admit that she was honestly a bit surprised by the dress you chose, or that she secretly loved it.

"What? Haven't met anyone that isn't afraid of you?" You had no idea where this confidence of yours came from, but you didn't mind.

She fully chuckled this time, not expecting these remarks to come from you. But again, she did love it.

She started walking towards you, and you started walking backwards. You weren't afraid, that much was clear, but you did want to be away from the near-center of the room. You had no idea if anyone was watching, but you couldn't care less if someone was.

Luckily, your spot in the ballroom wasn't too far from the edges.

She licked her lips, a move that you wanted to watch on repeat, "Perhaps not, but this is going to be fun."

You only stopped moving backwards once you were sure you were at the back of the ballroom, your back hitting the wall being the dead give away, "Oh? I do hope you're not expecting me to just give in and fall to my knees for you." You spoke softly as her body continued to infiltrate your space.

"Oh, you'll be on your knees, pet."

You pulled her by the lapel of her suit, "You're going to have to make me, if you want anything from me." You smirked, tilting your head this time.

"You, my little one, are trenching in great waters."

"Well, luckily, I can swim."

She smirked again at your antics. Oh, she was gonna have fun.

"You really have no idea what you're getting yourself into, do you?" Though Lesso kept her tone, she was being genuine.

"I'm sure you'll enlighten me." You plastered on the most sickly-sweet smile, one that Lesso couldn't wait to taste.

She remained silent, whether is was to think about what she was about to do or to think about what to say,  she leaned forward and placed her hand on the wall next to your head.

You took this little moment as a chance to show her what you've got, that you're not one to be underestimated, "Tell me where you want us to go. Tell me, and I'll take you there." She raised her eyebrow at this, enthralled by the possibilities.

"Oh? So, if I say, take me to the gardens, you could do that?" She wanted to believe you, but teleportation is unheard of in the fairytale world, and especially from a student.

You stayed silent, looking into her eyes as you swiftly took hold of her other hand that was placed atop her blazer buttons. Lesso hardly had enough time to react, let alone speak, until she realized that you had taken you both to the gardens.

A big part of you was relieved at finally being alone with her. But you watched as she processed that you could teleport.

Before she had the chance to say anything, you spoke first, "It's not all I can do," You were proud of yourself, and you didn't try to hide it either.

She looked back at you, a new look swirling within her eyes and she hummed, "Really, care to share?" She tried to keep her teasing, uninterested tone but she was curious and it showed.

You fake pondered for a second, "Only if you earn it." You finished off with a smirk, knowing that you weren't necessarily hiding anything.

She chuckled again, filling your stomach with butterflies, "You're just full of surprises, aren't you?"

She could see something unknown within your eyes, "You've got no idea."

She took another step closer to you, your fronts almost completely connected by this move of hers, and she used her pointer finger to push your chin up a bit more, "Well, I'm sure I can figure it out."

You grabbed the top of her shirt that was just under the ascot and used the material to pull her down and closer to you, close enough to smell the scent of whiskey that she probably thought she could hide, "And if I'd rather show you?"

Something overcame Lesso at that move, she wasn't sure what it was but her self control seemed to have dwindled to nothing. Excitement continued to do nothing but fill her, and couldn't wait to see just how much innocence you lacked.

Her eyes went to your lips for a moment before they flicked back to your waiting eyes, "Then show me, Dove."

That was all you needed to pull her even closer and connect your lips with hers, it was something that you both had clearly been waiting for. Gods, you'd be lying if you said you hadn't pictured this moment, and it was even better than imagined.

You moved your arms to wrap around Lesso's neck, pulling her nearly impossibly closer to you. In that moment was when her hands went to your hips as well, slightly squeezing once her hands settled in their spot.

You took this opportunity to take her somewhere else, you certainly wouldn't be complaining if she took you bare in the gardens but you'd prefer to not have the whole school witness such a thing. You took the both of you back to your room.

You lucked out, being such a late comer to the school got you your own room. And you were more than thankful you had just cleaned it.

Lesso pulled back from your lips, not only to catch her breath but to see where you've taken the both of you. She hid her impressed features once she looked from your quaint room back to you. She was unsurprised when she saw the proud look on your face being combined with your very obvious lust.

As your tongue peeked out to wet your lips -to taste Lesso once more- you noticed how her eyes instantly followed the action. So, you played into it, slightly pulling your bottom lip between your teeth.

Once you saw Lesso swallow the lump in her throat, you knew what effect you had on her. You thrived on the reactions she had to you. The subtle way her eyes narrowed at your smart mouth remarks, the way her pupils dilated every time you did, well, anything.

"You know you can look and touch right?"

Lesso sucked her teeth, "I am touching you, pet." She raised her eyebrow in challenge, seeing as her hands were still on your waist from the kiss.

The corner of your mouth twitched in attempts to hide your smirk, knowing that if you challenged her just enough she'd come to her limit and take you right then and there.

"But not in the way we both want you to," You started. "You're not, holding back are you?" This time you didn't hold back your smirk.

Her grip on you noticeably tightened, "I'll tell you this once, pet. Strip for me. Now." Her face remained stoic but you saw the amusement in her eyes.

You wouldn't admit just how her tone had affected you, causing your wetness to increase tenfold, "And if I don't?" It was redundant to say, you would've done anything she asked, but still not without a little bit of a fight.

Lesso summoned a blade, moving the very tip to the top hem of your dress, right in between your breasts. You knew it was sharp with the way the edge caught the light.

In a flash of movement, she pulled the blade down causing the dress to be cut in half once it connected with the pre-existing slit on your hip and fall right off your body.

"I liked that dress." You spoke near breathless.

"I gave you a chance."

Her other hand slowly snaked from its place on your waist, up across your abdomen. Her hand continued between your breasts, but it didn't linger there.

Her hand went on past your cleavage and up to your neck, her hand moving to wrap around your throat. You managed to hide the whimper that threatened to escape you as she applied pressure.

She leaned towards your ear to whisper her words, "I'm going to fuck that attitude out of you."

"Are you going to do that any time soon, or should I get myself started? I mean, you're making a lot of promises for someone that's yet to prove anything." You very well knew what you just started, and you couldn't wait.

Lesso's jaw clenched at your words.

"Oh, my little Dove, I'm going to break you." She spoke with a wicked simper.

"Then break me." You had the faintest of smirks on your face, eyes half-lidded as you spoke.

She started pushing you back by the hand that was still on your throat. Though it was quiet, it was clear that your chest started heaving from excitement. She moved her hand only long enough to push you down on your bed. A soft 'umph' coming from you at the contact.

The only light in the room was from the moonlight streaming in through your open window, but it was enough light to see her eyes darken as they roamed over your nearly naked form.

You couldn't help but take your bottom lip between your teeth as you could practically see her ideas raging through her mind as her head tilts the slightest bit. You were overwhelmingly ready for her to take you, in any way she saw fit, if the now-ruined panties you still adorned were anything to go by.

You watched with a bated breath as she slowly stalked her way onto the bed with you. You tried to resist the fidgeting of your hands as she took her time straddling you.

Her knees came up to rest by your ribcage, your breathing not resting at all as she practically ignored you as she begun twirling the blade once again. She watched as the edge caught the limited light, only watching you through her peripheral. 

Her signature head tilt returned, "You're so pretty. But, I'd bet anything that you'd be prettier with tears streaming down your face as you beg me to let you come."

"You're more than welcome to find out."

She let her wicked smirk come back to her face, she loved to play the game of cat and mouse, especially with you being her delectable prize.

Your whole body reacted as she leaned over you, lightly tapping the tip of the knife against the bulging artery of your throat. Your head instinctively tilted back to give her all the room she may want.

She slowly began dragging the blade down your sensitive skin, only enough pressure to leave a slightly itchy feeling but not enough to draw blood, yet. Your excitement continued to grow with each inch she dragged the blade.

"My beautiful pet," She started.

"Yours, huh? News to me." Lesso looked to your face just in time to watch you wet your lips.

"Don't think that you won't be mine, not after I'm done with you." She was beginning to get a little irritated with your insubordination, it was obvious in her tone.

You readjusted the strap of the bra that had managed to dislodge itself from its spot on your shoulder while being shoved to the bed, "Is that another promise?"

The blade moved from your collarbone, swiftly moving to the center panel of your bra, and in the time it took for you to blink, Lesso had sliced through it. The fabric was in half and it caused the cups to fall to the side, rendering the garment useless.

"Hey! That was my favorite one... It was expensive."

"Oh, was it? How evil of me. Maybe you can earn yourself a new one."

A displeased huff came from you but Lesso wasn't paying attention, now fixated on your body. The very same body that you couldn't bring yourself to look at in the mirror for too long without finding a list of things you wanted to change.

Her silence while observing you brought forth all the insecurities you had, and you instinctively moved to cover yourself.

"What do you think you're doing?" Lesso gripped your wrists and moved you away from your chest, only once she had your hands pinned above your head did she see the uncertainty in your features, "You don't get to hide yourself from me, this is all mine."

"I am my own, I belong to no one but me."

"Oh, my pet, we shall see how long you believe that."

Lesso bent further over you, her lips connecting to the slight cuts that were only just starting to become visibly irritated on your skin. Her tongue peeked out, causing a delicious sensation once she swiped over the superficial slice.

A breathy moan type noise left you and Lesso just couldn't wait to hear more, to make more come from you.

Her tongue continued down your chest and she latched onto a spot on top of your breast, beginning to leave a mark.

You may fight with her about being hers (for now) but she'll make it clear you're not available. The idea of seeing you covered in all the marks she could possibly leave on you, just had her itching to leave more.

And so she did.

She left another love bite on your sternum beside the now puffy cut on your chest.

Lesso was moving almost painfully slow, but that wasn't without effort. It was originally in efforts to make you writhe and beg. But now? The slow movement of her marks and tongue, it was in efforts to savor you. To get the chance to memorize the taste that's distinctly you.

It felt like minutes before she moved her lips again, only now connecting them to your nipple. Though it was hushed, a proper moan finally escaped you.

Her fingers grazed across your bare torso as her tongue swirled around your nipple, the sensation causing an eruption of chills across your skin which didn't go unnoticed by the redhead.

She finally moved onto your neglected nipple, instantly hardening the moment the tip of her tongue came into contact with it. You fought the urge to tangle your finger into her fiery locks.

You couldn't let her win that easily.

Only once you released a breath did Lesso manage to pull herself from you, before she lost herself.

"Gods, if I had known you look and tasted this good, I would've made you mine sooner." Her nails scraped up your ribcage.

You ignored the butterfly eruption in your stomach, a scoff would've came from you if you weren't so focused on the feeling of her, "I am not yours."

She looked from the marks forming on your skin to your face, "Really? It seems you're convinced."

Just as you opened your mouth to agree that you were, in fact, convinced, you felt the blade drag across your stomach. Instead, a stuttering breath came from you.

"What was that, Pet? I didn't quite hear you." Her words were empty, you both knew what she was doing.

You wouldn't let her off that easy.

But what you didn't know is she knew your refutal would come, so as your mouth opened once more to argue her tongue swiped up the blood that began to bead from the fresh cut above your navel.

Finally, finally, she got to hear a true moan of yours.

Your head pressed back into the mattress and your body instinctively arched towards her and the sensation she was providing.

She peaked up to see your eyes closed with bliss, "You taste addicting on the inside and out."

You looked up to see one of the best sites there is. Lesso's hair was slightly disheveled, her pupils blown wide, a little bit of your blood still present on her bottom lip.

The urge to pull her into a kiss, to know what you taste like on her lips was overwhelming. Almost too compelling...

"I'm still waiting for you to fulfill your promise." Your comment was breathless but you hoped it still held the snap you wanted it to.

Her eyes never left yours as you saw her lift the blade again, slicing off the excuse of an undergarment in a quick move.

You'd be a damned liar if you said you're not entirely enthralled by what's to come.

Her lips continued from your navel, grazing over your hip bones. Of course she would continue to tease the living hell out of you, her lips never quite going where you wanted them to.

Another mark was left on the very top of your thigh, her fingers just slightly brushing against the sensitive skin on the inside of your other thigh.

She was so close, so close to where you were almost quite literally aching for her.

It was almost to the point of begging, almost. Your hips involuntarily thrusted to get her where you wanted.

You knew very well that if anything slightly resembling a beg left your lips, she would win whatever little rendezvous was going on and you couldn't have that.

But to your absolute pleasure, it wouldn't come to begging. Yet.

Just as you felt the slight of her breath on your throbbing clit, your head lulled back entirely too ready for what this woman would do to you.

The moment her tongue met your clit, your bottom lip went between your teeth as not to reveal how desperate you were. Your hand instantly moved to the sheets below you, knuckles turning white as her pace went from torturously slow to almost enough.

Your thighs parted even further to allow more of her to be closer to you.

"Oh, fuck," One of your hands left the bed and almost entangled itself in Lesso's hair, but that was before you caught yourself.

Part of you wanted to believe that this was so you'd win the game. But the part of you that you were ignoring was thinking it was so you wouldn't actually get lost in the redheads presence.

But what you didn't know was that the redhead had felt the way your fingers just grazed along her shoulder, and she wanted to feel more.

You could tell that her repetitive movements were bringing you closer to the peak of pleasure, the tightness in your stomach was starting to become distracting.

Lesso could've sworn she could taste how close you were, if the way your thighs twitched was anything to go by. She gave it just a moment more, another moment for you to think that you were actually about to get what you wanted.

But that moment would soon come and go.

Just as you were about to voice your closeness to the edge, all movements and sensations stopped.

Part of you knew to expect this, but that didn't mean you wouldn't be annoyed.

Lesso was no longer biting back her smirks, especially when your groan of annoyance escaped your lips.

"What was that, pet?" She gave a slight nip to your inner thigh. "I didn't hear you."

"Fuck, Leo," If you weren't so focused readjusting your head on the pillow you would've seen Lesso swallow at the moment her name left your mouth.

She wasn't expecting how breathless and perfect it sounded, leaving her a little bit shocked if she was being honest. But while she was honest, she wasn't even aware you knew her first name.

In her state, she didn't hear what else you said. With the slightest shake of her head, she knew she couldn't dwell any longer.

To your dismay, she moved away from your dripping pussy. Her lips slowly trailing back up your torso.

She left more love bites where there was room, slowly easing herself to hover above you.

She licked her lips as she felt your body erupt with chills as she was finally level with you, choosing to not say anything about it this time.

Another mark left on the spot where your neck meets your shoulder before she moved to speak directly in your ear, "If you want to cum, you know what I want." She said too cool and composed for your liking.

You fisted the fabric of her blazer, trying to pull her closer, "And I've told you, if you want it from me then you make me."

A deep chuckle came from her, as if she knew something you didn't, and she sat up once again.

Her eyes never left yours as she slowly pulled the blazer off, making a show out of it.

The only way you'd be able to describe her movements was entrancing. The way she swiftly undid the buttons of the blazer and tossing it somewhere you weren't paying attention to. You weren't even sure if you blinked as you saw her take off the waistcoat next.

The only thing you were sure of is how badly you wanted her to keep taking things off. To see what she's been hiding from you this whole time. To see if she's as toned as you imagined...

Her smirk returned, "Pet, if you want the shirt off you only have to ask."

Your eyes rolled back once you processed what she said, "Telepath..."

Gods if you could've seen the cocky smirk on her face, you would've been much more turned on. If that was even possible.

You didn't even want to dwell on the amount of times and things she's must've seen in your mind. And none of them were innocent. Luckily you looked up, flushed cheeks and all, in time to see her unbutton her top.

You had involuntarily laid your hands on her thighs, watching her as she's straddled above you. Slowly, more of her was revealed to you, feeling your mouth go dry and the throbbing in your ignored cunt strengthening.

You simply couldn't look away. Her pale skin was toned, each muscle having its own definition. She may not be the most chiseled sculpture but you'd still swear she was one of Michelangelo's works.

"You staring, pet."

"That, is no one's fault but yours." You spoke, still breathless, as you looked back in her viridian eyes.

The game was temporarily forgotten, desire had overtaken all actions from you both.

Her lips rejoined at the base of your neck, adding more fuel to your inextinguishable flame.

You simply couldn't help it anymore, one of your hands finally tangled itself in her fiery locks like you desperately wanted to do ages ago while the other went to her now bare side.

And gods was it diminishing the last of Lesso's control, the sensation of your touch was almost overwhelming. The feel of your breath on her neck was nearly making her head spin.

She once again moved downwards, going slowly as a way to regain her thoughts, but to you it was a way to get you to squirm.

And, it worked.

Your need had built up enough before she took away your bliss.

You may have given into your need to feel her, but you still wouldn't beg.

Your hips lifted from the bed, but not for long before her hand had pinned them still once again. You couldn't help but groan.

Yes, you were antsy. Yes, you desperately wanted to be taken and completely destroyed but you were not about to say that out loud.

You'd fight to win this forsaken game if it killed you.

And, it just might.

Her lips lingered on your hip bone, so close yet so far from where you needed her.

Lesso's eyes peered up your tense body, loving to discover new things about you. She loved how your brow furrowed as you focused, how your fingers fidgeted in place until you could decide where you wanted them.

Lesso simply loved to play with you, to get you to writhe and moan. She had discovered a new favorite thing.

And speaking of moans, a soft one rippled from your lips as her fingertips slightly grazed your clit. A whispered curse involuntarily left you as she finally provided some sensation to your needy and abandoned clit, pausing just as her pace speeds past excruciating to run just along your folds.

A stuttering breath left you this time, knowing that this tease was the ultimate move for her. That this is her play.

"Something you want to say, pet?"

You bit your bottom lip, merely an attempt at withholding your whimper, and shook your head. You were desperate, desperately hoping she'd continue but quicken her pace.

Again, Lesso wouldn't say it out loud but as much as she loved seeing you twist and turn with desperation, she wanted to see what you looked like when you come. To hear the symphony that is your moans. She wanted to know if you'd grip her tight as you came undone or push her and the stimulation away because she knows once she gets a taste she'd never be satisfied by anything else again.

Lesso's thoughts were interrupted as a louder moan coming from you.

Your back arched and mind went empty as her fingers suddenly and easily slid into you, your arousal causing no resistance.

"Oh, fuck-" Your head began to lull back once she finally began moving her fingers.

The pace was just as steady as her previous ones, not trying to work you too quickly, but the new sensations were welcomed.

"More, I need more." Your hand flew to the red locks, trying to get more of something, anything.

Lesso was tempted to have you beg like the desperate little whore you were, but she'll take that, for now.

Her pace increased ever so slightly, only enough for her to see the way your face contorted with desire and need.

Just as you were about to repeat your previous statement, she added a third finger. Stretching you just enough to have a mind fuzzing pleasure start to build.

Lesso decided now was the time she'd like to commit to memory, the way your hips thrusted to keep pace with her fingers, how your back arched off the bed in search of more. How you sound, all. Because. Of her.

Lesso was sure to stay consistent, knowing your desperate self was beyond ready for release.

She merely needed to wait for it.

"Fuck-" Your words came out rushed and desperate.

"Awe, does my pet want to cum?"

"I'm not your pet." You quickly realized and spoke on your autonomy.

Then, it all stopped.

The slow incline to the edge, the glorious way she filled you, the way your body urned for more. All of it. Gone.

Your breaths came out rapid and broken, "Oh, fuck me."

"Well, I'm trying, but you're making this awfully difficult for yourself."

"Me?!" Your head collapsed against the pillow at the audacity.

She moved herself away from you, "You already know what I want from you, pet."

A scoff came from you, knowing you won't give in that easy, "What? Think I can't take it? You think I'll just give in, just like that? Cute." You looked back in her eyes, a glimmer of frustration beginning to gather.

You smirked inwardly, knowing that the game is working in your favor.

Her head tilted a little, "Oh, you can take it, can you? You can handle all I can give you?"

"Oh, do tell me that wasn't your all, now..." Your delicious simper filled Lesso with the need to make you eat your words.

More than joy filled you as her fingers slid back into your pussy, only now she was moving at the fastest pace she's done all night.

A near guttural moan came from you at the sudden move of hers, no building or waiting necessary.

Lesso still hadn't spoken, but as her free hand slowly snaked up your body, only pausing for a moment to leave a quick pinch to your right nipple.

Just as your brain processed the sudden sharp sensation, her hand wrapped around your throat. Your head tilted back as automated response to her touch.

Just as she squeezed, a small mewl came from you as her pace didn’t ease. Her fingers continued to pound into you harshly, causing you to get closer and closer to the edge of pure bliss.

“Do you really think it’s a good idea to play with me?” Her voice lowered, no pleasure lied behind it then, it was almost dark. And as you saw her sharpened glare you wanted to be afraid, but something about Lesso makes it impossible for you to be afraid.

She chuckled lowly as your arousal increased at her words, “Pathetic.”

The pure pleasure she was giving you, the delicious look she had, the tone of her husky voice, it was just enough for you to come close.

And Lesso knew it. She could feel it.

But you wouldn’t.

Again, everything stopped suddenly.

Her hand left your pussy, as the grip on your throat loosened enough to hear a pathetic cry escape.

Okay, you thought you can handle it. But when she overloads your senses with nothing but the feeling of her, it becomes difficult to not give in.

Your eyes closed and your bottom lip went between your teeth as an attempt to keep yourself together.

Your hand reached up to hold onto her wrist that was homed around your throat. Maybe as a way of grounding, definitely as a way to keep some feeling of her on you.

Barely a moment passed before Lesso spoke up, "You're mine, say it." Her tone left no room for discussion.

"I belong to no one." Your voice however, was weak and low.

"Then you'll continue to be denied, entirely on you." A beat, two beats. You knew that you couldn't keep denying it, and not just because you wanted to come.

A stuttering breath, then a sigh, “I’m, yours. I belong to you.” It was no question, you both were aware of this fact before this rendezvous started. Something was so delectable about playing the game first.

She had the most aggravating smug smile on her face, and it looked so good on her. Damn you, damn it, damn her. You wouldn't take it back even if you wanted to. You were hers. Irrefutably, irrevocably, undeniably, completely hers.

She didn't have to say anything about how pleased she was with your admission, she knew it all along, her smile said it all.

Your chest was still heaving, trying to catch some of the breath Lesso stole from you, when she crawled on top of you once again. She straddled you like she had many times in the night, lightly tracing her nails over the marks she's made. She admired the discolored hues her love bites started to take on, loved seeing how your sensitive skin reacted to the slight edge of the blade, how your skin is adorned with marks from her nails all over.

She just couldn't get enough of the sight of you. All marked up by her, marked up where everyone can see, marked to show that you've been claimed.

But then, it hit her. You weren't technically marked by her. Oh, that just won't do.

She reached back over for the previously abandoned blade. Unconsciously twirling it once again between her fingers, an unknown habit of hers.

Where to put it? Where-to-put-it? She thought to herself, still silently looking over your tired and marked up form.

You simply laid there, you knew she was thinking of something, but you knew you'd find out soon enough.

And soon it was.

Not more than a moment after your thought, a hum came from the redhead and she leaned over you.

"This may hurt, but I'll make it quick." She spoke just as the tip of the knife cut into your skin.

'Fuck...' You thought as your mouth opened with silence.

The pained pleasure was the most mind spinning feeling you’d had felt to date.

The tip of the blade slicing through your delicate flesh.

And soon enough, a perfect “L. L” was carved right above your left breast.

A perfect marking that left no room for interpretation, you were now and forevermore, hers.

You, belonged to Leonora Lesso.

Both of your hands fisted her hair as her tongue swiped over the wound to clean you of the mess you were making.

Your eyes would’ve rolled to the back of your head at her move had they been opened.

“Please…” The slight tug in her hair was enough to tell Lesso everything she needed to know.

“What, begging already?”

“You’ve already won tonight, there’s nothing else for me to lose but one more thing for me to gain.” Your hips thrusted up enough for her to get the message.

And in that moment, Lesson realized it was time to keep her part of the bargain.

Her lips and tongue slowly moved south once more, exploring every part of you she could on the way.

She skipped past your navel, knowing that this would be the time you get what you wanted.

Gods the moment her lips came back into contact with your clit, you could’ve sworn you could come right then and there.

“Oh, fuck Leo, just like that.” Your hands never left her hair, nor eased on the grip.

Lesso would be a damned liar if she said she wasn’t entranced with the way your voice was breathless, or with the way her name simply rolled off your tongue.

Her pace increased on your clit while she brought her fingers back to your desperate pussy.

“Oh, fuck!” Your back arched off the bed and your grip in Lessos hair was a welcomed pained pleasure for her as it got even tighter.

You both knew you wouldn’t last long with the speed and expertise Lesso was using on you.

You were rapidly approaching the peak of bliss, feeling light headed as it was already and you haven’t even crossed the threshold yet.

“Leo, fuck, I’m gonna cum.”

The swirling of her tongue on your clit pausing only long enough to speak, “Yeah? Does my pet wanna cum?”

“Yes! Yes, I wanna cum!”

No other words came from Lesso but her lips once again wrapped around your clit. Along with the swift swirling of her tongue, she pared it with new suction.

The newfound pleasure caused white to appear in your vision, your overwhelming sensitivity becoming known.

Just as Lesso slightly curled her fingers, you were there. A near scream-like moan and the cinching around Lessos fingers told her you were there.

You came, and you came hard.

Lesso’s name fell from your lips like a mantra, being spoken over and over and over again.

Lesso got her answer as you started to use your grip in her hair to pull her from you.

The sensitivity was nearly unbearable and Lesso wasn’t easing up.

She knew you’d have to pry her away from you.

The pure taste of nothing but you was a craving she didn’t know had to be satiated.

Your hands finally relaxed enough to moved from Lesso’s hair to her jaw, now pulling her up to face you.

You still hadn’t caught your breath but you didn’t let that stop you from pulling the redhead in for a kiss.

Her hands moved to be resting on your waist, choosing to deepen the kiss.

Your body was weak but you needed a taste of Lesso too, even if it was a sample.

She was pliant in your hands, moving in any way your slight touch nudged her too. Your lips slowly moved down her jaw, the bliss causing her to briefly close her eyes.

You continued further down, reaching her neck and beginning to leave a mark right on her pulse point, "Only fair if I get to leave my mark too. Wouldn't want anyone else to think they've got a chance, now do we?"

You could feel the way her chuckle left her throat as your lips moved along her skin.

You were sure to make it worth while, leaving a bright large mark where it couldn’t be obviously hidden.

Sure, it was meek in comparison to the marks and cuts she’s left on you, but you like to think it’s the thought that counts.

Lesso pulled back a bit, and just as you were admiring your work, she was admiring you.

Neither would speak of it but this mutual liking, no infatuation, no no love, would be the center of a new universe.

Her eyes glanced down and a proud smirk rejoined her features.

“I’ll get a rag to clean you up, stay here.” She reluctantly climbed off you to grab a rag, finding it surprisingly easy to maneuver in your space.

Your voice was still soft, partly hoarse from the previous activities, “Not like I can go far right now.”

You yearned at her genuine laughter at your comment, knowing you’d gladly get to hear it again.

She came back with a water bottle and a rag, “I’ll be sure to ease up on you next time.”

And with one simple sentence, one small act of kindness, you and your heart smiled.

Next time.

Again, you were hers. Irrefutably, irrevocably, undeniably, completely hers.

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[thevoidstaredback]

Dick: Remember everyone, violence is never the answer.

Danny: You're right, Dick.. Violence can't be the answer.

Dick: Correct, Danny. Now, on to the next lesso-

Danny: Violence is the question.

Danny: And the answer is yes!

Dick: Danny, no!!

Dick: All right, Danny, that’s it, you’re grounded! I found a rap album hiding under your bed and it was the clean version. I didn’t raise you to be such a nerd!

Danny: I’m not even your kid-

Dick: I don’t care what anyone thinks about me.

Danny: Ok.

Dick: Wait, why such a muted reaction? Did that not sound cool?

Danny: Last night I found out Dick is a sleep talker.

Tim: Oh, really?

Danny: "The mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell." Right. In. My. Ear. At 3am.

*Dick rushes by with an armful of water bottles*

Tim: What's going on?

Danny: Dick wouldn't drink water.

Tim: ...And?

Danny: And I asked him how fast he could chug an entire bottle.

Dick, loudly: 16 OUNCES IN TEN SECONDS, BITCHES!

Dick: Do you ever feel bugs on you when really there’s nothing there?

Danny: Those are the ghosts of the bugs you killed before.

Dick:

Dick: *sobs*

Tim: You fucking scared him, you idiot.

Dick: I hate to tell you this, but one of you was adopted.

Danny & Tim:

Danny: Only one...?

Danny: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming?

Dick: Can either of you please learn the skill called "Think Before You Speak"?

Tim: Ya know... it might be.

*Danny and Tim are fighting*

Dick, taking aspirin: I have a headache! Can you guys just be cool?!

*Danny and Tim start fighting while wearing sunglasses and riding skateboards*

Dick: Please bring home PURIFIED water with NO minerals added for taste

Danny: We got spring water

Dick: NO.

Danny: with EXTRA minerals

Danny: it's like licking a stalagmite

Dick: DON'T COME HOME.

Danny: Mmmmm cave water

Tim: Tell Danny about the birds and the bees.

Dick: They're disappearing at an alarming rate.

Batman: Listen, I can explain...

Tim!Robin: You’re making $500,000 and you’re only gonna pay me $30,000?

Nightwing: You’re getting 30 grand? I’m getting $1,000!

Phantom: You guys are getting paid?

Bruce: *Trying to fill out legal paperwork stuff* Were you guys born AMAB or AFAB?

Tim: Bold of you to assume I was born at all.

Danny: I personally was created in a lab.

Dick: I just straight up spawned lol.

Dick: Why isn’t the statue smirking at me?

Alfred: It isn’t smirking at anyone, they’re all just imagining it.

Dick: Three of us saw it, Alfred. How do you explain that?

Alfred: *points at Tim* Sleep deprivation. *points at Bruce* Paranoia. *points at Danny* Delusional personality disorder.

Tim: Why is Dick so sad?

Danny: He took one of those “Which Hero Are You?” quizzes

Tim: And...?

Danny: He got Batman

Dick, banging on the door: Danny! Open up!

Danny: Well, it all started when I was a kid...

Tim: No, he meant-

Dick: Let him finish.

Tim: You lying, cheating, piece of shit!

Danny: Oh yeah? You’re the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD

Tim: I’m leaving you, and I’M TAKING DICK WITH ME

Dick, picking up the monopoly board: I think we’re gonna stop playing now.

Dick: Dandelions symbolize everything I want to be in life

Tim: Fluffy and dead with a gust of wind?

Dick: Unapologetic. Hard to kill. Feral, filled with sunlight, bright, beautiful in a way that the conventional and controlling hate but cannot ever fully destroy. Stubborn. Happy. Bastardous. Friends with bees. Highly disapproving of lawns. Full of wishes that will be carried far after I die.

Danny: edible

Dick: So, what, now I’m just supposed to do anything that Bruce does? I mean, what if he jumped off a cliff?

Tim: If Bruce were to jump off a cliff, he would’ve done his due diligence regarding the height of the cliff, the depth of the water, and the angle of entry, so yes. If you see Bruce jump off a cliff, by all means, jump off a cliff.

Dick: You jump off a cliff!

Tim: Gladly. Provided Bruce did first.

Danny: Why are you on the floor?

Tim: I'm depressed.

Tim: Also I was stabbed, can you get Alfred, please.

Dick: If you had to choose between Tim and all the money I have in my wallet, which would you choose?

Danny: That depends, how much money are we taking about?

Tim: Danny!

Dick: 63 cents.

Danny: I'll take the money.

Tim: Danny!!!

Danny: I'm incredibly fast at math.

Tim: Alright, what's 30x17?

Danny: 47

Tim: That's not even close.

Danny: But it was fast.

Danny: *Stubs his toe* FUCK!

Dick: Mind your language!

Danny: What else am I supposed to say, “Woe is I”???

Dick:

Danny: You have to accept that swear words are necessary sometimes.

Tim: Remember when you didn't try to solve all your problems with attempted murder?

Danny: Stop romanticizing the past.

Danny: Okay. I get it. You've had a really hard time lately, you're stressed out, seven people died-

Dick: Twelve, actually.

Danny: Not the point. Look, they're dead now and really whose fault is that?

Dick: Yours!

Danny: That's right: no one's.

Tim: I think I'm having a mid-life crisis.

Danny: You're like 15 years old

Tim: I MIGHT DIE AT 30!

Danny: I’d like to offer you moral support, but I have questionable morals.

Tim: Not trying to brag or anything, but I can wake up without an alarm clock now simply due to my crippling and overwhelming anxiety, so...

Dick: You can de-escalate any situation by simply saying, 'Are we about to kiss?'

Dick: Doesn't work for getting out of speeding tickets, by the way.

Danny: Physically, yes, I could fight a bird. But emotionally? Imagine the toll.

Tim: BEHOLD, the field in which I grow my fucks! Lay thine eyes upon it, and thou shalt see that it is barren!

Tim: What doesn't kill me should run, because now I'm fucking pissed.

Danny, threatening the others with a paintball gun: Listen... Life comes at us fast. We don't know what life is gonna give us... And today, it's gonna give you... a paintball!

Dick: I was born for politics. I have great hair and I love lying.

Danny, pre death: If I'm really as evil as you say I am, then have the gods strike me down where I stand.

*dies*

Phantom: Ha! Nice try, jackass! Next time, give it your A-game!

Shapeshifter: *transforms to look like Tim*

Tim: Okay, are you like BLIND? You look nothing like me. First off, I'm way taller. Secondly, I DO NOT look so sleep deprived and lastly, if you could drag comb through that hair you're like a 7 on a good day and I've been told I'm a constant 10.

Danny: Goodnight moon.

Danny: Goodnight tree.

Danny: Goodnight ghosts that only I can see.

Dick: People are always asking me if I'm a morning person or a night person.

Dick: And I'm just like, 'Buddy! I'm barely even a PERSON!'

Tim: You seem familiar, have I threatened you before?

[iamnotoriginalphil]

So Pretty (Leonora Lesso x Reader)

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

Words:1.7k

Warnings: mentions of blood, choking

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

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

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

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

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

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

It never came.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Remove what?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Like what?”

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

“Like I’m going mad.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Oh, this is all you,” you breathed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She was worried she would never have enough of you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“To hell with them.”

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

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

[annie-creates]

Take a day off

Pairing: Lady Lesso x reader

Genre: fluff

Words: 1000

Note: This request was very specific but i did my best to follow it as closely as I could so I hope you'll like it. I hope we can get out of the shadowban, or did people just stop reading?

Warm and snuggly, that’s how you felt with the rays of sun on your face when you woke up. It made you not want to get out of bed, in the best-case scenario for the whole day. Your girlfriend laid right next to you enjoying the depths of sleep with her red hair sprawled over the pillows. Digging lower into the blankets you felt a weird wetness between your legs, hurriedly getting up realizing you forgot about your upcoming period.

“Shit.” You jumped out of bed forgetting all about the sweetness and laziness of the morning.

Running to the bathroom you notice your pajama pants are bled through. In a hurry you try to minimize the damage, washing the bottoms in cold water to get the blood out. You tried to do anything and everything to get everything back in order and stressed to do so before your partner wakes up. Returning in the room hoping to not disturb your girlfriend, you find her stripping the sheets and covers. A cold feeling of embarrassment and shame washes over you as you couldn’t clean up after yourself in time.

“I’m sorry…” you mumble with your gaze shamefully fixed on the ground.

“What are you sorry for?” Lesso looks at you incomprehensibly.

“I didn’t mean to.” You sniffle a little trying to suppress the tears welling up in your eyes fidgeting uncomfortably.

“Oh honey, it’s just a period. Everyone has it, it’s nothing to be sorry about.” Leonora lets go of the sheets to come and hug you to her, shocked by your reaction as you pull away a little.

“Please don’t be mad at me.” Her hug and tenderness made you cry even more, partly with embarrassment and partly with relief that she didn’t immediately scream at you.

“Of course I’m not mad at you. How did you come up with that?” The dean could hardly understand your reactions or reasoning.

“Well… Chris broke up with me for my period stains.” You admit even more embarrassed having to explain the end of your last relationship.

“Baby it’s nothing to be shameful about, and if they did, they were just a stupid immature idiot.” She assures you kissing the top of your head. “How about I make you some nice warm bath, hm? You can relax and relieve the pain a little.”

“Yeah I’d like that.” You mumble nodding slightly.

Leonora puts the laundry into the washing machine and filles up the tub with hot water, bubbles and relaxing essential oils. You didn’t have many opportunities to take a day off and just lay down and relax, so she decided this is going to be one of those days, starting with a nice bath. She helps you undress and into the water, washing your back and massaging your shoulders how you used to do for her when she was stressed out or stretched herself too thin with responsibilities.

“Thank you, you are the best.” You whine, your worries washed away along with some of the cramps pain.

“No, you are. You never have to be ashamed of being the wonderful woman you are, love.” She soothes you with another kiss.

After washing you up Leonora wraps you up in a fuzzy bathrobe and puts clean bedding onto the bed, snuggling you in. The sun that you were content with almost an hour ago irritated you now as you tried to get comfortable with the pain and feeling of hunger you suddenly had. Periods were always a little crazy and unpredictable.

“Mph, can you get the blinds?” you ask your girlfriend covering your eyes in annoyance.

“Sure. Is there anything else I can get you? Nice warm cup of tea? Or hot chocolate? Some sandwiches?” Lesso offered closing the window sills and creating a dim atmosphere in the room.

“Yes.” You nod and snuggle under the covers.

“Yes to all of it?” Leonora laughs a little.

“If it’s not a problem, please.” You kindly specify.

“Okay.” She gives you one last kiss before leaving the room to get all the food she could find. “I’ll be right back.”

“You don’t have to hurry…” you assure her half asleep already. “Ow, or maybe you do.” You change your mind with a wave of period pain.

Leonora roamed the kitchens for anything that could be of use to her and you could like, warm cup of tea, a bottle of water, sandwiches with different meat in them and a bowl of soup. She also got a few sweet pastries in case you were craving a sugar bomb for breakfast this morning. With a tray stocked with food she returned into the room setting it down on your bedside table.

“I got a few of everything.” She strokes your hair seeing your face contorted in pain.

“Thank you.” You squeak out over your cramps.

“Here, let me get you a warm blanket.” Leonora got a blanket from the armchair sat by the fireplace that was still nicely warmed up. “That should help with the pain.”

“What would I do without you.” You sighed content with her care.

“Be the incredibly strong and wonderful and beautiful woman you always are.” Lesso answers without missing a beat as she gets into her side of the bed.

“Will you read me something?” You ask her not having the energy to read yourself but wanting to listen to her voice telling you stories.

“Sure.” She agrees hugging you to her and opening the book waiting for her on her nightstand.

As she draws little circles on your back with her nails and reads to you, you slowly drift off to another peaceful sleep. Leonora could hardly imagine a better morning than having you snuggled securely in her arms having no other things to worry about than your wellbeing. If this was the happy ending everyone always warbled about, she was quite happy to find it with you and she was going to do everything in her power to keep it.

[whoruntheworld-lesbians]

Dovey: Why is everyone so obsessed with top or bottom? Honestly, I’d just be excited to have a bunk bed. Lesso: Lesso: I'm gonna tell her. Emma: *muttering* Just show her Lesso: Hmm? Emma: I mean don't you dare

[horeformilfs]

Love and Comfort

Lady Lesso X Fem!Student Reader

TW: Exhaustion

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Y/N was a student at the School for Good, where she had been thriving in her studies and, more importantly, in her relationship with Dean Lady Lesso, the formidable dean of the School for Evil. But today, something felt different. She awoke with a heavy heart, and it seemed like the weight of the world had decided to settle upon her shoulders.

Throughout the day, Y/N attended her classes, but something was off. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was missing something important. Her girlfriend, Dean Lesso, had always been a constant presence in her life, but today, she hadn't seen her at all. It was as if they were ships passing in the night.

Lesso, perceptive as ever, couldn't help but notice the change in Y/N's demeanor. She tried several times to approach her, to ask what was wrong, but each time she was thwarted by other matters that demanded her immediate attention. The dean of the School for Evil was not one to be trifled with, and her responsibilities were ever-pressing.

As the day wore on, Y/N's classes felt more challenging than usual, and her exhaustion only intensified her emotional turmoil. She desperately wanted to talk to Lesso, to share her worries and fears, but it seemed like the universe conspired against them.

Finally, evening approached, and the hope of seeing Y/N at dinner gave Lesso a glimmer of optimism. As she made her way to the grand dining hall, she could hardly contain her excitement. But just as she reached the entrance, her heart sank. Y/N was leaving from the opposite side of the room, heading toward the exit.

Their eyes met briefly, but Y/N looked away, and Lesso felt a pang of sadness and frustration. It seemed that the day's series of unfortunate events had culminated in this moment of missed connection.

Lesso watched Y/N disappear from view, her heart heavy with concern and longing. She knew something was troubling her beloved, and she was determined to find out what it was and offer her support. But for now, the moment had passed, and she was left alone in the grand hall, feeling the absence of her girlfriend like a gaping void.

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After dinner, Dean Lady Lesso couldn't shake her concern for Y/N. She had spotted her on the bridge that connected the two schools, and she knew it was time to get to the bottom of what had been bothering her all day. Lesso approached Y/N, her heels clicking against the bridge's marble floor.

"Darling," Lesso began, wrapping her arms around Y/N's waist from behind, her front pressed gently against her girlfriend's back. "You can't keep telling me it's nothing. I can see something's been troubling you all day. Please, talk to me."

Y/N hesitated for a moment, her fingers resting on the cold stone railing of the bridge. Her voice wavered as she replied, "It's just been a really rough day. My classes were horrible, and my teachers were just... awful."

Lesso's concern deepened as she sensed the tears welling up in Y/N's eyes. She gently pressed, "Princess, you don't have to go through this alone. Let me help you. Come spend the night with me in my dorm, and we can talk about it more."

Y/N nodded, her heart heavy but comforted by the idea of being with Lesso. She allowed Lesso to wrap her arm around her waist, and together they walked back to the School for Evil.

In Lesso's cozy dorm, a fire was crackling in the hearth, casting a warm, inviting glow across the room. Lesso made a pot of tea, and Y/N changed into more comfortable attire for the night. As they settled in, the dean sat beside her, her loving gaze fixed on Y/N.

They talked about various things – their dreams, their fears, and their favorite moments together. As the night grew late, Lesso pulled Y/N closer, cuddling with her and whispering sweet endearments.

"My love," Lesso murmured, pressing a tender kiss to Y/N's forehead. "You are my everything, and I'll always be here for you. No matter how difficult the day, I'll be your safe haven, your sanctuary."

As Lady Lesso and Y/N settled in, the dean's demeanor changed, becoming even more tender and affectionate. She cradled Y/N in her arms, her fingers tracing gentle patterns along her back. Lesso's lips found their way to Y/N's temple, planting soft, loving kisses as her breath tickled Y/N's skin.

"Princess," Lesso whispered, her voice a soothing melody in the quiet room, "You mean the world to me. I'll always be here to chase away your worries."

Y/N nestled closer to Lesso, her head finding a comfortable spot on Lesso's chest, listening to the steady rhythm of her heartbeat. It was like a lullaby that eased her worries and fears.

Their fingers intertwined, and Lesso's other hand continued to stroke Y/N's hair, her touch firm yet tender. She reveled in the warmth of Y/N's body pressed against her own, their heartbeats aligning in a comforting symphony.

With each moment, the world outside seemed to fade into insignificance, leaving only the intimacy and love that wrapped them in its embrace. Lady Lesso's affectionate gestures, combined with her soft words and gentle touch, created a cocoon of security, in which Y/N found solace.

It was in these precious moments, within the safety of those four walls that Y/N realized just how fortunate she was to have Lady Lesso in her life. The world might be full of challenges, but as long as she had Lesso by her side, she could face anything.

[v3nusxsky]

I have been craving more smutty Lesso fics. Do you think you could maybe write Lesso x reader where lesso has had to hide feelings for reader until the graduate. so when they finally graduate lesso cannot control herself anymore and so pulls reader away to her office where she admits everything to reader and then shows them that she means it buy absolutely worshiping their body and showering them whith so much praise.

{I love your writing so much and I am just looking forward to seeing more lesso smut :) Don't worry if you don't want to write this. }

Can’t wait anymore

*Authors note~ I love Leo and I’ve missed writing for her. I do love all of these women I write for and I find them all inspiring. With my shoulder playing up I’m not so sure how consistent my posts will be but truly I love all you guys so very much and I’m so lucky to have your support*

Trigger warnings~ dom lesso, sub r praise kink body worshipping oral sex unknown mutual pinning thigh riding

Prompt~ see ask^^^^^

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Watching you grow over your years at the school for evil Leonora found herself watching you from afar. You were of legal age when the school found you, but you still had to do the schooling in the appropriate pattern, you remained the oldest of your year and it wasn't hard to spot you in a crowded room. Leonora liked that about you. You weren't afraid to stand out and of course that allowed her many opportunities to push and help you grow as a person.

You were lying if you said you didn't find Leonora Lesso absolutely beautiful. She was your kind of perfect. You know she sees herself as this unlovable woman who deserves nothing but pain. Oh how you wished to show her how truly wonderful she is. Buy the little rule of no staff and student relationship exists so you waited and admired from afar until your graduation came. In no way did you think that Leonora would actually allow you to indulge in your private fantasies. But oh how wrong you were. Leonora was battling her own feelings for you.

She did her part for the graduation seamlessly, it wasn't obvious about her pinning or the way her eyes roamed your body as you walked the huge stage. But as soon as the graduation was over, Leonora took your hand and led you quietly from the great hall. You didn't know where too or why she was doing this now but if you were honest, you didn't quite care anymore. After all you were sure you could turn a trip to the doom room in your favour now.

But what Leonora did next shocked you, you were led to her own private chambers, something that no never had ever seen before apart from you. You didn't have much time to question it because the red head silenced you with her lips by slamming them onto your own. The kiss conveying the years of pinning and feelings she had hid away. You were quick to respond and try to dominate the kiss but submitted at the feeling of her teeth sinking into your puffy bottom lip.

"Y/n, tell me you want this, tell me you feel the same. I'm crazy about you pretty girl and I want you more than I want Evil to beat good" Leonora purred at you causing you to gulp and nod, "I always want you Nora." You again slammed your lips to hers as you threw your arms around her neck, truly wanting to get impossibly closer to her. "Gonna worship you my princess" Leo mumbled against your lips and smiled as she backed you against a wall absolutely adorning the gasp you let loose at your back making contact with the wall. She took advantage of that and trailed her kisses all down your neck before finding your pulse point and sucking hard enough to create a mark.

Your brain already in a haze, Leonora easily manhandled you to the bed where you where pushed on your back as she settled in between your soft thighs. From there items of clothing were slowly torn from your body and every inch of new skin was kissed and caressed with the upmost gentleness. It was slow and passionate, you found yourself struggling to focus on her words of worship as you soaked in the feeling of her touch. It was everything and more, than you could've dreamed of.

Soon enough you lay bare and Leonora was back to worshipping your beautiful breasts like the goddess you are, she would nip suck and swirl her tongue over the pert rosey buds. "Nora! I need you please I need you so bad!" You whined feeling so overwhelmed and desperate that you may actually combust if she doesn't fuck you soon. "Shhh you're so beautiful darling, I just want you to feel special love, I've waited so long for this" she murmured before kissing you again.

All of a sudden, you felt her bare skin minus her keeping her crisp white shirt and undergarments on. Her kisses trailed down to your thighs and they were decorated with her marks, the pinkish purple bruises contrasted with your beautiful skin, truly Leonora had never had such a pretty little thing in her bed but you were worth all of the waiting and more. And the moment you felt her tongue at your soaked foods you could've cried. "Nora" you mewled causing the red head to groan into your cunt at the sound and taste that was so uniquely you.

If there was one thing you were sure of was that the dean of evil was utterly amazing in bed, the way she was using her tongue was unlike nothing you'd ever heard of, god the way she made you feel and that talented tongue would haunt your dreams forever. Just the mere thoughts of an encore. Safe to say Leonora is truly magical and you are lucky to have experienced her like this. And the way you came harder than you ever had before, practically drenching her face as she shoved her tongue into your tight little hole in an attempt to get as much of your sweet reward as she could. Your walls spasming around her tongue as she tongue fucked you through your orgasm. "You look so beautiful when you come for me sweet girl."

She helped soothe you down from your orgasm with nothing but gentle words and touches, ignoring her own need in favour of loving on you. It was only when you were tugging her up to meet your lips that her soaked pantie clad cunt made contact with your toned thigh. "Oh fuck sweet girl, Jesus Christ" your whimpered before kissing you senseless. Only then you were overcome with the need to make her cum that you brought your hands to her hips to encourage her to rut against your thigh until she could no longer stay strong, seeing you underneath her was all she needed to cum undone, with your name on her lips. "Oh Nora you're gorgeous" you mumbled and trailed your hands from her waist under her white shirt to play with her chest. "Best graduation ever" you whispered lustily and pressed your knee into her centre again. You'd be here in her bed all day and night as long as it never ends.

Word count~ 1209

[moonysreid]

lady leonora lesso if she was in a relationship with you:

disclaimers: all sfw, implied female reader, based on the movie

* she isn’t one for huge public displays of affection but she’ll make sure that everyone knows that you are hers

* glaring at anyone who dares to stare at you for too long

* she finds joy in making ever princes that look at you uncomfortable. she’ll trip them up with her cane as they walk past

* hand on the bottom of your back as the two of you are walking around the school

* behind closed doors though she wants you as close as possible

* she reserves her soft smile for you and only you

* her hands always seem to find purchase on your hips/waist

* she loves to rest her head on your stomach when the two of you lay together. your hands running through her hair as she traces patterns on your stomach

* you are her ‘firefly��

* her love language is acts of service and words of affirmation

* when she knows you’ve had a long day she will make sure there’s a warm bath waiting for you in her en suite

* making sure that when it’s cold outside there’s warm blankets at your disposal because she knows how much you love to be wrapped in a warm blanket whilst the two of you cuddle in bed

* she loves to praise you, especially when you assert your authority in the classroom

* will not tolerate anyone insulting you in anyway, it doesn’t matter whether it’s student or teacher they will get a piece of her mind (doom room)

* using her cane to lift your chin up so you can look her in the eyes

* sometimes having to help her take care of herself. she’ll often get overly absorbed into finding ways for evil to beat good that she forgets look after herself

* listening to her rant about how clarissa thinks she’s going to beat evil this year

* reminding her that when it’s just the two of you she doesn’t have to be the ‘big bad dean’, she can be vulnerable and relax

* it taking quite some time for her to be vulnerable around you, her ‘relationship’ with rafal definitely gave her some insecurities about appearing ‘weak’

* she almost acts like a little black cat around you

* she’s never said it out loud but she loves it when you call her ‘leo’ and let her curl up on you next to you

* following you around her room and when your still for long enough she will cuddle up to you

* sometimes she will just sit in bed and watch you complete your morning routine as you sit at her vanity

* receiving one of her famous grins when you decide that you want to wear some of her clothes, she loves seeing you in one of her shirts

* her watching you watch her through the vanity mirror as she does her eyeliner

* when she finishes the day exhausted you’re there to help her get ready for bed, taking off her heavy boots, taking off all her rings etc.

* she loves it when instead of taking a brush to her hair to tame it you use your fingers to brush through it especially when on occasion your nails will gently scratch her scalp

* dean of evil to everyone else and ‘leo’ to you

this was not proofread

[inlovewithgreta]

Steamy — Lady Lesso x Fem!Reader

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Synopsis: You had the idea of taking a simple shower, but Leonora had other plans to spice things up a bit.

Warnings: Praise, riding, toys (strap-on), etc…

Word Count: 2.3k

© Do not copy, repost, or modify any of my works.

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The comfort of a hot shower always helped soothe tense muscles after a long and stressful day. You were already naked and under the cascading warm water when the bathroom door suddenly came to a sharp close.

"Leonora?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you going to join me?"

"Yes dear, but I need you to close your eyes first."

"Why?" You question, trying to focus on the tall shadow through the foggy glass door of the shower.

"Just do it, I have a surprise for you." Her voice was much deeper than usual and it was easily recognizable as her very distinctive stern voice.

You do as you're told and cover your eyes with your hands. "Okay, eyes are closed."

The shower door slides open and the woman steps inside, just a few inches in front of you and closes the door behind her.

"Open your eyes."

Following her directions, your eyes open and are met with a naked Lesso. The only thing covering her skin was her new strap attached at her hips. Your finger instantly ran along its length, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth.

"Do you want to suck it, darling?"

You eagerly nod your head.

After many, many, different occasions where you've begged her to get one, she finally caved in and decided to buy one just for you. Part of her was eager to see how you were going to take it.

"Then get on your knees and put that pretty little mouth to work."

Water ran down your back as you became aware of just how big the toy was when your knees were met with the cold floor and it was out in front of your face.

Lesso had a smirk when she saw your eyes widen just the slightest.

She pushes stray hairs out of your face and slides her hand to the back of your head, slowly guiding you towards the toy.

Your tongue licks the bottom side of the dildo before slowly inching it inside your mouth. It glides in with ease and Lesso proudly watches how deep you can go.

"That's my good girl."

You relax your throat to your best ability as she coaxes you along.

"You're doing so good for me."

She helps guide your head along the full length of the strap, but gentle enough to ensure you went only as far as you were comfortable.

"Just like that. . ."

You slowly begin to bob your head back and forth as your eyes wander up the long pale body of the woman towering above you.

Lesso gathers your hair, making a makeshift ponytail atop your head to help guide your movements easier. She hums in approval at your eagerness to please her.

You force your eyes up at your lover, just to be met with a pair of bright eyes looking proudly down at you. You notice small beads of sweat forming along her pale skin as the heat from the shower fills the air around you two.

Your eyes then heavily fell upon her body, watching as her bare chest moved with each deep breath the tall woman took.

"Mmm, I could have you do this all day. . ." She adored the growing shade of pink along your hollowed cheeks. "But, I think I'd rather watch you from a different position." Lesso pulled your hair back, just hard enough to elicit a muffled moan from you as she slowly pulled the toy from your mouth.

She let go of your hair, and you watched her move herself to the built-in marble bench along the wall. Lesso sat herself along the cold interior and motioned with a single finger for you to come towards her. You shakily stood to your feet and took a few steps to the ginger-haired woman.

She pulled you in by your hips as her eyes wandered over every bare inch of your body, basking in the beautiful sight in front of her with a gleam in her eyes.

"My beautiful girl. . ." Lesso traces a light finger along your hipbone. "I want to watch you ride me." She puts a hand in yours to pull you onto her lap and gives you a chance to adjust your positioning as you straddle her. "Can you do that for me? Can you handle it?"

You eagerly not your head, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth.

"Use your words, sweet thing." She softly kneads her fingers along your hips.

"I can take it."

She raises a sharp eyebrow, unsure of your soft tone.

You wrap your arms around her neck, pulling yourself closer to the redhead, and pouring all of your attention into her cloud-like eyes.

"I can take it." You repeat yourself with a more confident tone this time around to make your case. "Let me show you just how good I can take it for you." You lowered your voice as your lips hovered over hers.

"Then show me." She couldn't help the smirk that immediately spread across her face when you eagerly adjusted yourself to hover your body just above her.

You snuck a hand underneath you to grab hold of the toy and slide it past your entrance. You lowly hummed, leaning your forehead against hers as you lowered yourself slowly onto the toy, taking it in little by little.

Her hands kept their grip at your waist, keeping you steady as you got yourself started. Once you took her all in, you slowly moved yourself along the full length, staying at a steady pace as your body adjusted to its fullness.

You brought your lips to meet with hers, engulfing her lips in a sweet but passionate kiss. You softly moaned when she bit your bottom lip, pulling the flesh between her teeth, adding a bit of pain to your pleasure.

Her hands roam to your backside, taking your asscheeks in each hand and giving them a squeeze. Lesso used her new hand placements to pick up your pace along her toy. Your moans of pleasure only grew as the toy hit your sweet spot at every thrust of her hips to meet you halfway.

"You're taking it like such a good girl."

She kept her pain element with pleasure by digging her nails slightly into your skin. She hummed as she kissed along your jawline, making her way to your neck and sucked along the sweet flesh, nipping at the soft skin to mark her territory. After each nip, she would use her hot tongue to soothe the pinched flesh. Marks were left down your neck and across your collarbone.

Fingers slipped through her crimson hair to softly pull at the beautiful coils.

"H-harder, please." You whispered against her lips as you kissed the woman beneath you.

In one slick move, Lesso thrusted her hips up, slamming her thighs against your skin, causing you to loudly moan out her name. The grip on your ass tightened, nails digging deeper into your sensitive skin that were sure to leave dark marks for her to admire after.

Her pace turned faster, needier, as she pounded her toy as deep and hard as she possibly could, softly moaning to herself when she felt pleasure right back from the toy hitting her clit with each thrust. Your breathing was erratic at the sensation. You had nearly drowned out the sound of the cascading water as you listened to her quiet breathy moans mix with the sound of your skin roughly making contact with hers.

You could feel your legs grow tired from holding yourself up, but you didn't care, you just wanted to be pleasured as you felt yourself nearing your climax.

"Yess. . ." Your head fell back as you closed your eyes. Lesso took the opportunity to kiss down your neck, making a trail down your body to reach your breasts. She pulled your nipple into her mouth with her teeth before sucking on the bud. You tried to relax your breathing as her tongue swirled along your nipple. One hand soon after left your ass to grab hold of the other breast.

Your breath caught in your throat when she pinched the bud between her fingers, gently at first before adding more pressure, and that was the cause of your undoing. You came along her thick length with a long drawn out moan, with expletives and her name spilling out soon after. She licked her way up your chest before connecting your lips with hers in a heavy kiss.

She admired the way your chest sharply rose with each breath along with the subtle glow from the light radiating off the wetness coating your bare skin. Your movements came to a near halt as you finished riding out your high.

"You did so good for me, darling." She cooed as she moved a stray hair away from your face.

"One more. . . Please–" You begged her as your hips refused to stop slowly moving.

"Are you sure?"

"Please." You begged her again before she brought her hands back down to your hips.

"Anything for you, beautiful girl."

She guided your movement this time around, grinding your hips along hers, giving you both the same amount of pleasure as she filled you and the toy gently rubbed against her clit. You found a steady rhythm as you were grinding yourself along the redhead.

Your legs grew weaker as your body ached from the physical activity. Both of you moaned in unison as you gradually moved your hips faster to cause more friction.

"Just like that, baby." Lesso sharply pulls her bottom lip between her teeth to suppress another moan from escaping. Your hand reached up to cup her breast, holding her tit as your thumb gently slid across her nipple.

A familiar knot formed in your abdomen as your legs slightly quivered. Lesso held your chin with her thumb and forefinger to bring your face towards hers to give you a sweet peck on the lips. The redhead beneath you gasped when you pinched her nipple, giving her the same mixture of pain and pleasure as previously she gave you.

"I-I'm so close–" You nearly whispered against her parted lips.

"I'm nearly there too." She cut you off to announce her own upcoming climax, wanting to finish with you. Your grinding grew more frantic as your body begged to reach your second orgasm. Lesso's head leaned back against the marble wall as her bright eyes were glued onto your own.

"Oh my god. . ."

"Fuck–" Lesso whimpered out as she finally reached her orgasm, with you following suit not a moment later. She tried to keep her breathing at a normal rate as you both watched each other come undone at the exact same time. You kept her tit squeezed in your hand as her own grip tightened along your skin.

Your both sat still as you tried to catch your breath and she took a deep inhale. You whimpered as you lifted yourself off of her, leaving her lap and attempting to stand up. Lesso held your hips as she watched you with wobbly legs, doing your best to not fall to your feet and having to hold onto the wall for support.

She chuckled and shook her head at your stubbornness in showing her you could handle the aftermath of your actions.

"You okay over there?" She asks with a smirk as she went to unstrap herself and saw you heavily leaning against the cold wall with your legs crossed.

"I-I'm good." You reassured her with a forced smile that she didn't believe for one second.

Lesso turned the water off as she finished cleaning off her toy and letting it fall to the floor after turning the hot water off, not wanting to deal with it at the moment as she knew she was going to have to carry you out.

"Mhm. . ." Her smirk only grew wider. "Wait right here." She chuckled again, knowing you weren't about to move anyways.

She stepped out of the shower to grab two towels. Lesso wrapped one securely around herself before reentering the shower and wrapping you with the other one and holding her arms out to you. "Come on." She sternly commanded you.

You frowned and got into her arms and let her carry you back to your shared bedroom.

"Oh, don't pout. We both knew you weren't walking afterwards."

You playfully rolled your eyes as she set you down on the edge of the bed, not wanting to tell her that she was right.

She walked to the nearest dresser and pulled out two silk gowns along with some panties for you to each wear to bed. You were handed your clothes but you didn't know if you could handle standing up without your legs turning into noodles.

She didn't notice you not getting up until after she was completely dressed for bed and saw you giving her your cutest begging eyes for her to help you. Lesso of course didn't hesitate to slide your panties on and your gown over your head and finished you off with a kiss to your forehead, eliciting a grateful smile from you.

You pulled yourself under the covers as she left to return a minute later with a glass of fresh water to set on your nightstand for when you needed it. You both giggled as she decided to crawl over you to her side of the bed instead of walking around to the other side. She made her way under the covers as she pulled you as close as possible to her, having you lay your head on her chest. You immediately yawned as you made yourself comfortable.

"Go to sleep, sweet girl." She kissed the top of your head before getting into a comfortable position herself, and laying her head back against the silk pillowcase. You were asleep in nearly an instant while she laid there stroking your hair with a smile on her face, thinking about how lucky she was to have you.

[pruesgaultier]

clarissa's birthday

in which clarissa's parents come to visit for her birthday and suddenly clarissa being in love with lesso makes sense, so much sense.

note; this is rushed and all over the place, but i hope you enjoy. criticism is welcome, but only if you’re not rude !

note 2; our first dovesso x abbott cross over. Clarissa’s parents are Barb and Melissa.

warnings; suggestive language, a lot of it

Soft kisses woke Clarissa up from deep sleep, she groaned quietly, turning her head in the opposite direction. “Leo, I’m sleeping.” she whined, curling up tighter in the bed. “Too bad, wake up.” the evil dean replied, amused by her girlfriend’s antics. Clarissa sighed and rolled over to lay on top of her girlfriend; snuggling into her neck. “I just wanna sleep, somebody kept me up all night.” the blonde emphasized.

Sharp, silver nails grazed the exposed brown skin of her back, making Clarissa shiver lightly, “I didn’t hear you complaining.” Leonora remarked, then uncharacteristically yelped when she felt a pinch on her arm. “Hush!” she didn’t even have to look at her to know the blonde was blushing.

The shorter woman sat up, and Leonora gazed up at the woman she loved. The sun shining through the window gave her an ethereal glow and the purple of her bonnet and pajamas helped enhance that glow. “Happy Birthday, Princess.” the redhead spoke, looking at her softly. Clarissa smiled at her love, if only others saw this side of her, she thought to herself. “Thank you, my love.”

“What time are your parents getting here?” The redhead asked. “I have no idea, they wouldn’t say, but they’ll be here in time for the ball tonight.” Clarissa replied, getting off Leonora and heading toward the restroom to get ready.

“I still don’t think they like me.” Leonora said, walking toward the closet. “That’s not true! My mother loves you.” Clarissa’s parents could be protective, she was their only child after all, but they absolutely adored Lesso. “Really? Which one?” the redhead asked curiously. Clarissa just smiled coyly and closed the door. “Dove?” All she got in response was laughter.

“Stop looking at me like that!” Clarissa scolded, flustered at the look on Leonora’s face. That look meant trouble, that look meant being late and they could not afford to be late, especially to an event in Clarissa’s honor.

“Like what?” Leonora asked in a faux innocent voice. She enjoyed flustering the blonde, it was adorable how she would blush and act shy.

“Like you want to ravage me where I stand.” The shorter woman retorted. The redhead took in Clarissa, in her signature gold but this dress was different, less student appropriate; luckily this is adults only. It was off the shoulder with big puffy sleeves, gold pearls going across the top of her decolletage. The bottom flared out with a high slit that was borderline indecent for the fairy godmother.

“Have you seen how you look in this dress, can you really blame me?” the evil dean exasperated, pulling the fairy godmother closer to her before wrapping her arms around her. She gently grasped the blonde’s chin before pulling her in for a kiss that made Clarissa swoon. The shorter woman pulled away, panting softly. “Later.” she breathed out, “much later.” Lesso nodded, “I’ll hold you to that, Princess. Now, let’s go. We have a party to attend.”

An hour into the ball, after mingling and catching up with friends, Clarissa was taking a break. She was also wondering where her mother’s were, they should’ve been here by now. Fortunately, she didn’t have to wait any longer. “Now presenting Barbara and Melissa Dovey.” Barbara is a tall, beautiful, woman who wore a gold metallic dress, one shoulder dress, and her back curly hair was down past her shoulders. She stood arm in arm with Melissa, an equally beautiful, but shorter, redhead. She wore a blue velvet long sleeve dress with silver detailing. They looked amazing together and suddenly Clarissa and Leonora being together made so much sense.

“Like mother, like daughter.” Emma said, breaking the silence, making everyone laugh. Clarissa blushed at the comparison, yes she did take after her mom, Barbara, when it came to her love life and her love for the color gold.

The party resumed and the two walked over to their daughter and her girlfriend. “Happy birthday sweetheart.” Barb spoke, giving her daughter a hug and a kiss to the forehead. “Tesoro, happy birthday.” Melissa greeted, also greeting her with a forehead kiss. “Thank you, Ma.” Clarissa smiled. The shorter redhead turned her eyes to Leonora. “Lesso.” she greeted, coldly. Barb pinched her wife, who pouted, and also greeted Lesso, however she was much nicer. She had instantly taken a liking to the Dean of Evil ever since Clarissa brought her home for the first time.

The four of them talked for a while before Clarissa got antsy and wanted to dance…again. “Nora.” she started sweetly, the evil dean narrowed her eyes slightly, that was the voice the blonde used when she wanted something. “Will you dance with me?” she asked. Lesso internally sighed. She despised dancing, especially because of her leg, however; her leg currently felt fine and she could never truly deny Clarissa anything, especially on her birthday.

“Of course, Princess.” she stood up from the table, holding her hand out to the fairy godmother who gladly took it before dragging her to the dance floor.

The two older Dovey’s watched them with a fond look in their eyes. “You need to stop giving Leonora such a hard time. She clearly loves Clarissa very much.” Barbara chided. “But it’s fun. She gets so nervous.” Melissa laughed, gleeful that she could strike a bit of fear into the Dean of Evil. “And they call me the evil one.” Barb mumbled, causing her wife to laugh. “Babe you are the evil one. I’m just having a bit of fun.” Melissa replied. “Good is supposed to defend.” The taller one reminded her wife. The redhead scoffed. “I’m defending our daughter.” she sputtered out. “Mel.” Barb warned, leveled her with a glare causing her to sigh. “Fine, I’ll stop giving her a hard time.” she grumbled out, leading Barbara to give her a soft kiss. “That’s all I ask dear.” And with that, they turned their attention back to their daughter who was smiling in Leonora’s arms.

The next day at lunch, when the students saw Clarissa’s parents a collective “ohh” of understanding came from the students. They could see why the Good Dean was in love with Evil Dean, it made sense. They were polar opposites; good and evil, where Clarissa was demure, Leonora was brash. They balanced each other out, just like her parents balanced each other out.

[xx-state-of-mind-xx]

Dovey, wearing only pyjama bottoms: G'morning, how'd you sleep?

Lesso, overwhelmed and unable to decide between good and okay: Gay

[iamnotoriginalphil]

Not Jealous (Leonora Lesso x Reader)

Synopsis: Lesso is not jealous. She's not.

Words: 1.9k

Warnings: jealousy, mentions of blood, mentions of smut

Lesso’s eyes tracked you across the room. You were smiling, talking quietly with Manley. Damned Manley. She knew he didn’t have two brain cells to rub together and had no idea how he was making you smile. Surely you had more taste than that.

He was watching you as if you were dazzling. She supposed it wasn’t often he was granted the gift of something so beautiful, hiding out in his dungeon classroom most of the time. You laughed and a dazed look passed over his face. Her fingers clenched on the head of her cane.

You tossed your hair back and she could feel her jaw tighten. So much of your skin was on display, stealing her attention. Clearly she was not the only one. The stare Manley was levelling at you had her suppressing a growl. No one else should be able to look at you like that.

You nudged him with your bare shoulder and he grinned, missing teeth and all. You said something, eyes sparkling in the candlelight. She knew that look, craved that look, coveted that look. It was the kind of look that made the rest of the world fade away. He didn’t deserve that look.

She had to fight back against the impulse to go over to you, drag you away, demand your attention. There was never a time she didn’t crave your attention. She gritted her teeth, ignoring the way people were beginning to flinch away from her. The storm was gathering.

Then your eyes met hers from across the room and your smile brightened.

She wished that was the moment the tension left her body but Manley, damned Manley, stole your attention again. You turned your head away from her, leaning towards him as he spoke. You bit down on your lip, suppressing your laughter but your shaking shoulders gave you away.

Dimwitted oaf.

She knew she should be the one to make you laugh. She knew she was better at it. She knew you. There was no part of you she didn’t want to know.

“I’m glad you’re lot has yet to discover a way to actually live up to the saying if looks could kill.”

She barely turned her head, glancing down into the wide eyes of Dovey. That was the last thing she needed. The biting comments from her counterpart were as unwelcome as Manley was becoming.

“What has he done?” she asked.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, princess,” she spat.

“That was convincing.” Her sarcasm was unappreciated.

“Leave me be,” she snapped.

“So you can murder a member of your own staff? That wouldn’t be very good of me,” she said, sounding sickly sweet.

“I’m not going to murder him.” Her voice came out tight and her fingers were beginning to ache from how tightly she was gripping her cane.

You threw your head back, laughter loud in her ears. Her eyes swept over you again, almost salivating at the long curve of your neck on display. How pretty of a picture she could paint on your skin with nothing but her lips and her teeth and her tongue. She wondered if you’d taste as sweet as she imagined or if you’d be salty on her tastebuds.

Your eyes were still trained on Manley and he was practically panting for your attention. Surely he couldn’t be so funny to garner such a reaction from you. A halfwit such as himself offered nothing to a conversation. You deserved better. You must be playing into his ego, lying to him, pretending to find him so amusing.

And then as your laughter began to die on your lips your eyes met hers again.

Your gaze swept over her, drinking her in like you were dying of thirst and she was all the water in the universe. It was slow, almost lazy, as you took in every detail. It was the exact kind of look she craved, addicted to the heady feeling of it. She wished she could bottle that look.

She felt something within her clench as your teeth sunk into your bottom lip. Your fingertip trailed along your collarbone and she had to bite back a groan, able to imagine how soft your skin would be under her touch. How enjoyable it would be to get her teeth into you.

“Ah.”

She turned her head, pursing her lips as she glanced at Dovey. She was looking up at her, one of those frustratingly knowing smile on her face. She lent forward, as if about to share a secret and Lesso could have hit her.

“Jealousy does no one any favours,” she said.

“Jealous? Me?” She scoffed, “never.”

She allowed her gaze to sweep over the room, not returning directly to you. Dovey could make of that what she would, but she would not admit to jealousy. Lesso did not feel jealous, certainly not over Manley.

When she finally looked back at you something had shuttered over your face. Your eyes traced over her before flickering over to Dovey. She watched as you turned your back on her, reaching out to Manley’s arm, your touch soft and he flushed a bright red. You lent towards him and she watched as his eyes dipped. She might have actually growled out loud.

“Yes, I’m seeing a true lack of jealousy here,” Dovey said.

“Are you still here?” she ground out.

Your lips pressed to Manley’s cheek. She felt frozen, watching you draw back, offering a soft smile to him. He was looking at you as if you held the answers to the universe. He was looking at you as if he wanted to do all kinds of things to you. He was looking at you the way she did.

She clenched her jaw, teeth grinding together as she ignored the protests of Dovey to weave through the crowd. Cane whacking into the shins of those who would not move out of her way fast enough, she crossed the room. You were murmuring something softly to him with a voice she thought you only ever reserved for her.

“Might be time for us to retire somewhere more private,” she heard him suggest to you.

“I’m afraid,” she interrupted before you could say anything, clamping an arm around your waist, “that will not be happening.”

“Lady Lesso.” Your voice was like music to her ears, “can we help you with something?”

“I require you,” she said and swept you away without a further word, uncaring of her coat whipping Manley as she led you out of the room.

The castle’s corridors were cloaked in shadows, sputtering candles barely giving enough light to see by. You were doing your best to struggle in her grip but she ignored it, each step further away from the staff party lessening the pressure in her chest. She could hear you complaining but she was beyond words.

Shoving you through the door of an empty classroom, she turned, locking it behind her. You were looking disgruntled, such a wonderful look on your face, and you bared your teeth at her. She could only chuckle. As if you were a threat to her.

“What are you doing?” you demanded.

“Removing you from a situation I’m sure you’d find most disagreeable in the morning,” she replied.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you said.

“While I’m all for indulging in pleasures of the flesh, I doubt Manley makes a good bedfellow.”

She smirked at the way your lips pressed together, practically vibrating before her. She turned her gaze down to her fingernails, feigning disinterest in your response.

“I don’t think it’s up to you to decide who I take to bed,” you said.

Her head snapped up and she felt her own quiver of rage ricochet through her body. Your hands were clenched at your sides and you were staring at her, as if daring her to say something. She took a deep breath in, trying to stay calm.

“I rather think you should be more concerned with your own conquests,” you said.

“And what,” she took a step towards you, ”is that supposed to mean?”

“Do think Dovey is a screamer?” Something vicious passed over your face.

“That is a question I have never asked, nor want to know the answer to.” She felt herself grimace at the thought.

“You looked rather willing to find out,” you said, venom lacing your words.

“Careful, little one, someone might think you’re jealous,” she said, a flutter of glee in her stomach making her take another step forward. You stood your ground.

“And you’re not?” you demanded, “‘I doubt Manley makes a good bedfellow.’”

The look on your face as you imitated her had her growling low in her throat and advancing on you. She grew so close her breath ghosted over your face, disturbing your hair. You tilted your chin up, doing your best to stare her down.

“Do not dare to presume,” she began before you interrupted.

“I do presume.”

You took that half step closer, your body pressing against hers. Your eyes swept over her and she felt frozen. No one should have that power over her. No one should be allowed to stop her.

“I presume a lot,” you whispered and her cane clattered to the floor.

With a hand wrapped around the back of your neck, she pulled you in. Lips slamming to yours, it was less of a kiss and more of a battle. Teeth and tongue fought, neither willing to back down. She forced you back one step then another, until she had you pressed against a desk.

Your own hands were on her waist, fingers digging in deliciously painfully. She could not tell whose blood was on her tongue, but you made such a wonderful noise at the taste of it. You hauled her against your body, lifting yourself onto the desk as you wrapped your legs around her.

Her other hand landed on your back, nails scraping down your spine. You made a mewling noise, arching towards her. She sucked your bottom lip into her mouth, keeping you tightly pressed to her. The way your hands began to wander had her clawing at your clothes, wanting your bare skin under her touch.

And then she was being pushed away.

You were panting, beautifully dishevelled. Lips swollen and eyes bright you were staring at her with such a look of hunger she felt herself tremble. An answering yearning broke through the haze of lust in her mind.

Your tongue swept over your bottom lip, tasting the blood still smeared there. Her knees almost buckled from the sight. You chuckled and it sent an addictive heat through her veins. She could have stared at the smirk on your face for eternity.

“Come find me when you’re willing to admit you were just as jealous as I was,” you whispered in her ear as brushed past her.

The echoing sound of the door closing was her only companion. Her breath stilled in her chest and she felt unbalanced. She didn’t bother retrieving her cane before chasing after you.

She wasn’t letting you go that easily.

[iamverynormalaboutsge]

The twins are identical, this. The twins are paternal, that. BOTH OF THEM ARE A PAIN IN THE BOTTOM!

All of the sge characters approve

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Do you want to tell me that the first cannon Lesso ancestor we get was a f-ing Peter boy and that bloodline legit survived all the way until Agatha and Sophie made their appearance into the magical world. Therefore you are telling me there is a 50/50 chance that 'Rafal'(Rhian) hired Lady Lesso and was like '...wait a damn minute' and then when he met Aric for the first time he just 'I can't ever get rid of you peter boys huh??? I thought the bloodlines of all of those were severed. Oh well, I assume this means you know how to serve properly. You're hired.'

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Whose idea was it that in SGE we get people who have glasses, which is really cool, and we have magic that can literally revive the dead (The zombies, Tedros using the fairy wish or whatever it's called to come back to life) BUT WE DON'T HAVE A CURE FOR BLINDNESS?! (Context: When the coven was assigned to find a new schoolmaster and failed to do so, one of the candidates is mentioned to have been blinded and calls Dot pretty in an attempt to butter them up)

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I would like to mention that in SGE all of our favourite/beloved/familiar characters from the first three books end up appearing one way or another down the series. And it is quite literally when they are theoretically no longer relevant that we see their true worth. The school for good and evil? The students basically become the emotional support army of Sophie, Agatha and Tedros (+The coven, Hort, you get the jist of it). The professors? Utterly useless(not the deans) but then when push comes to shove they risk their skins for their students when in previous books they showed no such attributes. Like sure everyone-(well not everyone) was worried Sophie would kick the rocks TERRIBLY but we don't ever see them try to find ways on fixing it like-? And then in the following books Castor helps Agatha and Dot to get from point A to point B without being spotted, Manley gets thrown across the room because he tried to use a spell on the Storian to protect/help the students.

And I think it's just obvious to mention how minor Aric's existence was in the bigger picture before the events of the last three books where it's basically revealed that Japeth was the person who 'We can't imagine who in the endless woods could miss him' and they were right about that. Who imagines a gay unresolved psychopathic tendencies mommy and daddy issues hormonal Slytherin as hell teenager will do massive genocide 'for' his brother to then revive from the pits of hell his very much dead one-sided love that was quite frankly open on how he(Aric) was uncomfortable with their love.

Hello? Help? Make sense will you???

[mandy-asimp]

Dragons oh my!

summary: Y/N and Lesso have been dating for a long time, but the three words have never been said, always implied. One day Y/N is with the other ever teachers and gets upset at their conversation.

pairing~ Lesso x Reader warnings~ self doubt, swords, fluff, arguing

You walked in. The other Ever teachers already sitting down and having the conversation of the day. You sat down with a seat next to you that was always left open for your girlfriend.

You and Lesso were obviously dating long before the schools combined. Which is when it became a shocker to everyone that you came out and said it when Dovey tried to set you up with the new, young male teacher. Lesso was next to you and saw how he was eyeing you.

So when she pulled you close and kissed your head, whispering a 'goodbye darling', Dovey was very confused. Which left the teacher to look away from you, and you to explain to Clarissa.

And now you were sat listening into the conversation. Obviously letting you thoughts wonder to seeing your girlfriend at the end of the day, where you sit in her lap and grade papers together.

"Well obviously! Look at the poor thing! Becomes a fumbling mess whenever she's around. There's no doubt Y/N is a bottom!" You distantly heard Anemone laugh. "Even right now, probably daydreaming about Lesso."

"Well that's not fair, as an Ever, all we sometimes can focus on is love. And Lesso is the type to lay it on thick." Dovey defended.

"I'm sorry, huh?" You finally came back. Gaining laughs from the table. "Wait, no seriously! What are we talking about?"

"How much of a bottom you are with Lesso," Anemone repeated. "We can all agree on it!"

"I am not!" You frowned.

Just then Lenora walked in. Kissing your head like every day. Causing a heavy blush to settle on your face where it was almost embarrassing how red she makes you.

"What's the topic?" Lenora asked, taking her seat. A hand resting on your thigh subconsciously.

"Nothing!" You were quick to shout.

Clarissa laughed at you. "We were talking about you two actually! How innocent Y/N is and how much of a bottom-,"

She never finished her sentence as you got up and left in a small ball of rage. Everyone had confused looks on their faces. Had they said something wrong?

But then again, how could they? You wore the innocent look so well. Always in a gown. Taught a class most claim was boring but nobody knew what actually happened in your class.

Yet, you finished your day and found your way to your room. Not bothering your usual grading session.

And your silence only lasted half an hour before Lenora came busting into your room.

"What the hell was today?!" She shouted. The door slamming right behind her and shaking the room. "Just storming out of places now?!"

You didn't answer. You just stilled and looked at your papers. The anger you had let disappear came rushing back at the earlier event.

"Y/N you have to answer me!" Leonora walked up to you, leaning against your desk. "What was said to make you leave in such a fit of rage? Was it them talking about you being a bot-,"

You had managed to move quicker than she could think. Pressing into her, you had her leaning back further on the desk. Your ragged breath hitting her cheeks as she fell silent.

"All I'm seen as is an innocent princess, even by you. I see it in your eyes every day outside of this room." You whispered, only to back up and take a deep breath. "It's almost like you let me be dominant just because you feel bad." You move away completely. Finding your way to grab sleep shorts and an Ever crewneck.

You spun so your back was facing your girlfriend completely. Undoing the bow that held your dress in place. The fabric becoming loose and easy to slip out of. Your bare back was all Lesso got to see.

"I...where is this all coming from?" She came up behind you, letting her hands wrap around your waist. A confused look dawning on her when you shook her away. "Y/N, are you seriously letting what Clarissa say get to you?"

"Is that so silly? I'm sorry I can't be an evil witch! At this point you might as well date a Never teacher instead of me. Someone who could really give you a run for being dominant!" You started saying things without any thought.

Every tiny insecurity you had that you tried to burry was finally getting to you.

"Y/N?"

"Because how could a Never like me? Let alone love me? And on top of all that, the dean for school of evil! The one who was picked by Rafal because she was so evil! And yet she threw it all away just for a pathetic princess. Where you even thinking when you said yes to me asking you out? Was it a joke? Some bet you made that now you're too deep into that you can't wait to shatter my heart and crush everything I was taught to believe?"

"Y/N!"

Tears were streaming down your face. The red burning your cheeks.

"Why me, Leo?" You barely got out. "Out of everyone, why me?"

She looked to the door. Almost like she was getting ready to run. And she wouldn't but if you weren't so set on your assumptions being right.

If she looked at the door, she must want to leave. And it just seemed like she needed someone to tell her.

"Just leave then." Your words fell out faster than you intended. "I'll just be the submissive princess who can't do anything for her own good!"

"You're being irrational! Can you just think for one damn second?!…I know there is a brain in that pretty head." Lesso stepped closer. "I choose you because you make me feel...God I hate emotions. See that's what you do to me! You give me...emotions." She gave a dry laugh. "Now, stop acting like a bottom and stop letting those thoughts get to you. You now if I wanted to top you, I would've by now. Something about you makes it hard for me to want anything in our sex life to change. I adore how you are always so different and yet so perfect."

You stared at her. Every thought in your brain of trying to figure out if she was lying to you. Concluding that she wasn't. You hugged her tightly. "I'm sorry." You mummbled.

"Don't be darling, everyone has their need to just let it out." She held you back. And when you looked up at her, she knew exactly what thought was going through your mind. Her smile told you she knew.

"I need you, please." You hummed. Hands tightening in her clothes. "I desire to be one with you tonight Lady Lesso. Please!" You were whining for her. Something you hardly would do, but when you do, she would know where the night would go.

"I'm at your use, all yours." She answered.

You went in fierce. Lips crashing to hers as you both hummed. It was passionate, full of love. Unspoken words.

And being slightly shorter than her, you always climbed up her. Wrapping your legs around her waist while you kissed her hard from above. She loved when you would do this.

Anytime you or her had a bad day, it was nothing but the softest touches. The softest words. But it was always the most wrecking orgasm.

You broke away for only a second. "The bed, honey." You went back to kissing. Your intensity being nothing but soft now. Feeling as she walked towards the furniture, slowly sitting down.

You straddled her hips right now. Arms moving to rest on her shoulders. Using the smallest force to have her laying down. The kiss never breaking.

Hands started to slither into your hair. Pulling your face back just a bit. Leonora had started to feel wetness on her cheeks. "Darling?"

Your eyes were still closed as tears rolled down. "Y/N, what's going on?" Her hands now rested on your cheeks. Brushing away the tears that were in free fall. "Can you please talk to me?"

"I...I'm sorry I can't." You got up quickly, rushing into the bathroom. The door being locked behind you.

Your eyes searched your reflection. Words from the pesky voice in your head floated in your eyes.

And you didn't know how long you were in there for just letting the nasty thoughts infect you, but when you came out, Lesso was holding your pillow asleep.

"Fuck," You whispered to yourself. Wiping your eyes and sitting at your desk.

Staring at the unfinished papers. Picking up the pen, you sighed. Thinking how lucky you were to only have less than ten left. Scribbling down correct answers and notes.

On your last paper you felt arms around your shoulder and kisses on the crown of your head. "You have to be up in three hours, come to bed."

"I'm almost done." You hum. Writing the grade on a paper before moving to the next one. "You go back to sleep though."

"I sleep better with your body next to mine." She whispered. A rasp hinting her words. "The papers aren't going anywhere. Pl..Please?"

You looked up to her. Seeing nobody there. Glancing back to the bed, she was still hugging your pillow. Then letting your eyes wander to the clock, it was past midnight. Making you scoff.

Leaving the final paper untouched as you moved to your bed. Replacing the pillow with yourself. Instantly feeling tired. The last thing you feel were arms pulling you close and soft, shallow, breaths hitting your skin.

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The next day, you woke up before Lenora. Slipping out of her arms and placing a kiss to her head. You did your normal routine until you got to your outift.

Instead of a big poofy dress, you saw light blue pants. Grabbing them with a white silk shirt.

You tucked in the shirt and accessorized with golds. A chain going against your hip. A belt wrapping around. Rings and bracelets decorating your arm. And on top of it all, soft makeup.

You picked up your bag and put on white boots. Making your way to your classroom, passing some of the early risers.

You sat down, pulling out papers again to continue grading with every window and door open. That's how your day started.

Soon enough students started showing up, trying to find the teacher. Clearly missing you entirely.

"Excuse me?" One Ever rasied her hand. "Where's the teacher?"

You smiled before looking up. "Yes, Claire?"

She had her eyes widened. Everyone did. What changed in you so suddenly? The outfit was so out of the normal.

"Right, Tedros! You'll start our demonstration. I want you to swing at me with your sword." You stood up. sending your desk back a bit to have more space.

"What?" He was confused. "I'm not gonna swing at you. You have nothing to defend yourself with."

"Tedros, don't make me give you a B for the day." You were sounding so serious. But the smile on your face said you weren't. "Today our lesson is about defense unexpectedly. Tedros, here, will swing on me when I'm not ready and I will counter."

As your sentence finished you picked up on a woosh. Magic flowed through you and a sword appeared. Stopping the sword from touching you.

"Now, I'm not going to give you all real swords for this, that's insane. So! When we get out into the field, I need you all to partner up, and whoever is swinging will get a little plastic sword. I took them from the first years so they have bad ones so we're gonna make use of this!" You smiled. "But before we go out, after class you will not say anything about what we did today in class. It was a boring class of reading out the book."

From class period to class period, it lined up to your lunch. Where you stayed in your class.

Meanwhile, Lesso could only hear your name.

"Did you see the outfit today? It looked so hot!" A never had said in the back of her class.

The princess he sat next to could only agree. "The blue and white with gold? I'd smash."

The two were giddy. "And the class today?! It's literally like a new world."

"Ok! Today, because my classroom is too small for this, we're going outside. You're going to conjure up creatures. They'll have no tie to you, but they'll poof easily. They can harm so keep them under control." Lesso explained to her class.

Now, it was your class and hers in the same court yard. You smiled when she walked out. Her eyes tracing over your body and outfit. She understood what the two students meant now.

"Fancy seeing you out here." She smirked at you. "Fake swords really?"

"I'm not a risk taker. Summoning fictional creatures?" You played back. Staring as some actually could make small animals appear.

Leonora shrugged. "I'm hoping they can give me something bigger that they can't control. I need something big to happen."

"Leo." You scolded. "Nothing bad could possibly happen. The most they're summoning is a unicorn."

She sighed, "I just don't want a dragon." She walked away when a student called her over. Meanwhile, there had become a challenge in your class. An undefeated student had called to challenge you.

"You're the last person I haven't faced. And you honestly look really easy to beat." He had become so confident. You looked at him with humor.

Giving a small shrug, everyone circled around you two. "I want to fight really." He laid down his fake sword. A real one being created in your hand and you handed it over. "That simple?"

"I won't hurt you if that's what you're worried about." You wore a Cheshire grin. Signaling for him to make his move.

He comes charging at you, leading you to dodge out the way. Still with no weapon in your hand. The boy spun around, baffled by your move. He tried again, and it happened again. Only this time he spun faster and swung.

Thinking he had you pinned, his sword clinked with yours. You made your move, spinning the swords and tripping him. Your sword now on top as you stood.

You backed up so he could get up. Yet he didn't. Instead he was looking behind you. Causing you to spin and see the dragon Lesso hadn't wanted.

All your students and hers had rushed to the side. Leaving your firey redhead to defend herself. She looked petrified of the creature. That's when you finally put it together.

Leonora was scared of dragons.

You acted quickly as the dragon started to go at her. You ran up and grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into you. Hugging her close as you dipped out the way. Bringing you both back up as the dragon spun around to attack again.

You stood in front of her as she hid her face in your back. Her arms wrapped tightly around your waist.

The dragon came at you quick, but your sword was quicker. Piercing through it as it turned into a puff of smoke.

Once it cleared you turned to check Leonora. "Are you ok?" You sounded calm to her, but in reality you were worried sick. "Leo?"

Her body crumbled into yours. She just held you tight and closed her eyes. "Ok, everyone you're being released early!" You dismissed your crowd of people.

Once they all left, you kneeled with her in your arms. "Honey? What happened?"

"I had a dream a few nights ago...and it was more so a vision I guess. And there was a dragon and there was you. But um the night before we were in an argument. So then you and this dragon...you fought. Only...I lost you." She tried not to let her wavering voice show. "And I saw the dragon and just thought that was it."

You cupped her cheek. You stood on your knees now, tilting her head back to look at you. "You know why I was crying last night?" She shook her head while searching your eyes. "Because I had realized something. And after the whole argument, I let those nasty thoughts get me."

"What'd you realize?" Her brows furrowed as you kissed between them.

Pulling to look stare lovingly in her eyes, a smile so wide you could feel your cheeks hurting.

"That I love you."

[v3nusxsky]

Hiiiii I love your writing, don't worry if not but could I possibly request a lady lesso x reader smut where reader is a professor at the SFGAE and at the joint school ball reader dresses to impress her new gf, lesso. Lesso gets jealous of the attention reader is getting as there relationship is still a secret. so lesso kisses reader Infront of everyone and then pulls her away to remind her who she belongs to.....

Reminder|NSFW

*Authors note~ I must say I do miss writing for my lovely Leo here, slowly getting back into this since my accident, all your comments and support asks etc mean the world to me*

Trigger warnings~ pet play daddy dom leo sub kitten r marking kink secret relationship oral sex magical enchanted strap on collar and leash, edging just one time overstim kink smut smut smut breeding kink? Squirting mentioned

Prompt~see ask^^^^

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Leonora always looked absolutely ravishing all of the time. But you always felt so unworthy of her, you wanted to be looking the part for her so the joint spring ball was the perfect opportunity to prove yourself worthy of her love. You enlisted Doveys help to find the perfect dress that fit in all the right ways. You settled on a deep maroon dress that snatched your waist perfectly and flowed beautifully round the bottom half. The top have showing just enough cleavage to be respectable but teasing enough to drive Leonora insane. Your hair in your signature fancy look, and your make up to be subtle but completing the look. A few accessories added and you were ready.

You arrived fashionably late of course, Leonora anxiously waiting to see you. Your relationship was a secret so she wasn't overly obvious with her need to see you but you could tell she was annoyed that she couldn't get to you. No everyone seemed to want to be around you and near to you which prevented her from being able to compliment you. What really annoyed the Dean was one of the princes on the ever side of the school was too close to you. Touching your arm and poorly flirting with you. You were hers! You knew that and now you were letting him flirt with you in public. That would not do.

Lesso bided her time and toward the end of the ball before she managed to approach you like a predator would their prey and swiftly caught you in a predatory kiss. You are hers! And it's about time that everyone knew that. So she was acting on lust and jealousy but truly you didn't care. Happy to finally be public with your lover and nothing would take the thrill away, not even the gasp you of the other people attending.

The kiss was dizzying do perhaps that would explain how you missed the red head leading you from the hall to her chambers. You found yourself back against the wall her body pressed to yours in all the best ways, "you are fucking gorgeous my darling one, and as ravishing as this dress is I want it on my bedroom floor and my perfect kitty on my bed." Yoi gulped and scurried to do as she asked of you, Lesso just enjoying you stripping till you knelt on her bed naked and ready for her to play with.

"Kitten, safe words" she purred coming to attach the pretty collar to your leash before stroking your cheek. "Traffic lights daddy" you muttered happily waiting for more instructions. "You're beautiful my love, and it appears my Kitty needs to be reminded who she belongs too" you couldn't help but whimper at her words, you'd be in for a night of it tonight that was sure. "Now sir pretty kitten and lay on your back for daddy."

On your back, legs spread for her and vibrating toy attach to your needy little clit. Leonora was pleased with the sight in front of her. And went the little vibe began to buzz and on the lowest setting, the constant sensation drawing the prettiest noises from you as she watched you build up to your orgasm only to rip it away from you. "Daddy no pleaseeeee" you whined at her in a desperate plea for more.

"Oh kitten, but you let him flirt with you all evening, this is the very least you deserve" she informed you and you immediately whimpered, you were definitely going to die. The second time she turned the toy on again, her tongue found it's way between your soaked folds while the toy played with your puffy clit. A few tugs to your leash that squeezed your throat in the most delicious way had you rapidly facing to the edge of bliss once more. "Daddy daddy please please" you chanted just wanting to cum as she fucked you with her talented tongue. "Cum kitten" she demanded before eating you out as of you were her last meal. And like the diligent lover she is she worked you back down from the high. "Colour?"

"Geeen" you panted trying to catch your breath while your lover stripped and adorned her favourite thick purple cock. The strap it's self enchanted to act like the real deal. Even producing cum to fill her pretty Kitty up. "Oh daddy! Fuck me please" you mewled spreading your legs again for her to use you as she sees fit. "Oh I well pet, I'll fuck you so well you'll never forget who owns you ever again. You. Are. Mine." She all but growled as she lined the mushroom head and then with you needy cunt. Just making sure your slick was wetting her strap enough to slide right into your awaiting cunt walls.

"Oh fuck daddy yes!" You mewled when she finally slid her whole length into you, stretching your inner walls by her sheer size. The groan she let lose at feeling just how warm and wet you were for her was almost too much. Her pace picked up as she began to thrust herself into you and drew back out to the tip before slamming back into you again. All you could do is whimper and mewl for her as she randomly tugged on your leash adding to your pleasure. "Daddy! Fuck gonna cum" you warned before you tumbled over the edge.

A quick change of position and lesso was back to pounding your pussy but this time from behind you. You told her to stop and you are too sensitive but your just a pet, she owns you so you were properly ignored. You knew your word to stop everything and she trusted you to use it when you needed to. "Kitten you're mine to use now shut up and take it like a good little whore."

You lost count how many times she fucked you into bliss, but her movements became rough and less precise which indicated to you she was close now. "Fuck I love your pussy kitten, yes squeeze my cock again. Oh you good little slut! Yes yes fuck kitten so good for me, my precious little whore" tumbled from her mouth as she approached her edge. "Gonna fill this pretty cunt up and make you pregnant with my kittens darling, take it pet, take everything daddy gives you" she panted as she released cum into your fluttering walls, triggering your own orgasm that was drenching her cock. "Daddy daddy gonna pee stop" you whined which only had her speeding up causing you to squirt all over her. "Fucking good kitten!"

Truly you couldn't believe you'd squirted and you were super embarrassed about it so you buried your face into the pillows while lesso calmed down and slipped from your now gaping hole only to finger fuck the cum back into your pussy. "I'm so proud of you darling! You're such a good girl for me. I'm lucky to have you darling" she reassured as she set about cleaning up the bed with her magic. Before cleaning up your slick thighs. "So good for daddy baby" she murmured noticing how shallow your breathing became, you'd totally fallen asleep now so she quickly hurried up to join you in bed and hold you all  through the night.

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