#bottom larissa

[bagdaddyb]

VIRGIN BOTTOM LARISSA WEEMS PUHLEASE

Her First Time

Pairing: top fem!Reader x bottom!Larissa

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI NSFW! Soft smut. Virgin Larissa.

AN: Feeling really soft rn

Larissa couldn't deny her anxiety as her feet carried her towards your apartment. She'd contemplated turning around multiple times even now she thought of unbelievable excuses to return to the santuary of her private quaters at the school but as she stepped up to your front door you didn't give her a chance waiting outside for your beautiful queen.

"Good evening lovely lady."

You said with a warm smile. Soft eyes taking in her gorgeous appearance.

"Good evening (Y/N)."

A light blush covered Larissa's cheeks at the thought of the events yet to come taking in your apartment as she entered candle light the only illumination in the space.

"Let me take your coat."

You eased the fabric off her shoulders slowly before hanging it up in your closet.

"Glass of wine?"

You asked smoothly hand coming around to hold her waist guiding her through your space. Though shorter than her you never let the height difference scare you away. If you were being honest you had a thing for taller woman.

"That would be lovely."

Your touch was causing tingles in Larissa's side. A heat starting to rise in her body.

"How was your week?"

Larissa let go of a sigh relaxing in the comfort of being able to talk about her day. You listened intently  pouring her a few glasses allowing her to relax into the situation. You know how scary loosing your virginity can be and you want this to be perfect. As she goes on you move closer to her, subtly running your finger tips over her thighs and arms.

"Are you ready sweet thing?"

You ask softly leaning into her neck and placing light kisses. Red tinted the older womans cheeks, she could only nod in response. Standing from the couch you reach your hand into her leading her down the hall to your bedroom. Once you cross the threshold you pull her shirt leading her lips to yours. You start off soft pushing her back until her legs hit the bed and she sits down. Once you have a better angle you begin to devour her enjoying the way she begins to whimper into your mouth. You slowly unbutton her shirt exposing her snow white skin. Slowly you break the heated kiss, moving your lips down her skin to her neck then shoulders then chest. You appreciate her beauty.

"You have all the control here pretty girl. If at anytime you need me to stop you just say the word and I will. Tonights all about you, I'm gonna treat you like the queen you are."

Larissa's breaths come in short pants. Her attention is completely on you, focusing on the feeling your lips give her as they travel further down her body. You place light kisses on every piece of exposed skin you can before reaching your hands behind her back to let her bra loose. You bite your lip in excitement as you expose her full chest. Latching onto one nipple you suck with vigor enjoying the way Larissa's lips part in pleasure. Moving to the next you enjoy the way both her nipples stand at the attention before laying her back on the bed. You unbutton her skirt hooking your fingers in the waist line of the fabric before looking up at her.

"You ready pretty girl?"

She nods eagerly but that isn't enough for you.

"No I want to hear that sweet voice of yours."

"Yes."

Larissa lets go, the sound is close to a moan but you don't comment on it returning your attention to her skirt you pull the fabric off of her body teasingly slow. Throwing the skirt to the side you can't help the way you hungrily lick your lips at the sight of the woman before you. She was a goddess in human form, by far the most beautiful thing you'd ever seen. You still find her stories of past lovers near unbelievable how could no one of seen this ethereal being as gorgeous you didn't know but you weren't complaining. Now she was all yours to corrupt, to introduce to passions she'd yet experienced.

"Gods your so beautiful."

Your lips return to Larissa's skin just as the red in her cheeks begins to burn brighter. She wasn't used to receiving compliments even after all this time in her relationship with you it still felt unnatural to be put on this pedestal. Yet you never took it off showering her in comments that often left her speechless. Larissa's stomach clenches as your lips begin to travel down her stomach. The undeniable feeling of arousal pooling between her legs. As you neared her apex your arms rubbed down her thigh before hooking under her knees and lifting her legs to her chest. Your eyes dialate at the sight. The ways you could fuck this woman into the mattress below you flooding your mind but that was for another night. Tonight was meant to be soft. You kiss and suck on the back of Larissa's thighs, leaving light marks that would fade by morning. The action brings active moans out of Larissa. Bringing your hand to her visibly wet underwear you lightly rub at her before using your thumb to press down her her clit through the fabric. Larissa's moans grow louder as her hips begin to squirm.

"Can't wait to tasts you."

You whisper against her skin fingers hooking under the fabric of her underwear before pulling them down. You aren't as slow with this fabric eagerly pulling them off her body before pushing her legs up once more exposing Larissa to you completely. Larissa's blush takes over her whole body and she looks away. A newfound deeling of embarrassment at having been seen for the first time flooding her body.

"Look at me pretty girl."

You say as you stand at the end of the bed pulling your shirt above your head before removing your own bra. Larissa bites her lip as you expose your skin further turned on by your little show. You removing your pants leaving nothing but your underwear on your body. Pulling Larissa to the edge of the bed by her legs you lean over her. Guiding long legs to wrap around your hips as you meet her lips in a loving kiss. Larissa moans loundly when your chest presses against hers and suddenly the need to be impossibly close to you is all she can think about. Her arms wrap around your form pulling you as close as you can be you begin to heatedly make out again your hands running all over her body before gripping her ass. Before long Larissa finds her hips moving in search of friction. Anything to help ease this ache from between her legs and you break the kiss.

"Time for my meal sweetheart."

Your trail of kisses down her body is much quicker this time, now with a goal in mind. Larissa's stomach tightens and her hips rise as you get closer. She was unbelievably turned on. More than she'd ever been the few times she played with herself. Rocking back on your heels you wrap your strong arms around her milky thighs before glancing up.

"Eyes on me."

While a command your voice remained as soft as you'd been all night. Once blue eyes connect with yours you lean in slurping up her juices before latching onto her clit. You don't take this slow your own hunger put weighing ration but Larissa doesn't seem to mind. Loud pornographic moans begin to leave her lips. The feelings you were providing affecting her just as much as the predatory gaze in her eyes. You ate her with vigor, as if you'd never eaten anything else in your life. Her noise level only grew as her stomach began to clench tighter.

"(Y/N)."

She moaned and the noise sent a shiver through your own body.

"(Y/N) (Y/N)!"

She near screamed as the tightness became to much and she went over the edge. It was the most intense orgasm she'd ever had in her life. Ten times more intense than anything she'd ever given herself. Her legs shook as you slurpped up her orgasm before climbing her body and locking her lips with yours. She could taste herself. Something she'd never thought she'd want to do but now as your lips merge with hers she feels an even more intense wave of arousal coat her body. Your hands rub up and down her body lightly squeezing at her delicate flesh before one hand makes the steady trek down her abdomen. You rub her clit quickly causing her body to rut against yours before running your fingers through her slick.

"God you're so beautiful."

You whisper against her lips as you kiss her.

"And all mine."

"(Y/N)."

Larissa whimpers back unable to do much else it seems.

"This might hurt a little baby."

You whisper to her as your fingers play at her entrance. You ease one finger in eyes watching closely to gauge Larissa's reaction. You take in the way she bites her lip and grips your arm. Pumping a few times before adding a second finger you take in Larissa small gasp of pain meeting her mouth in another passionate kiss. Soon pain gives way to pleasure and Larissa finds herself once again gasping from pleasure into your mouth.

"Thats it pretty girl, do I make you feel good."

"Yes."

Larissa whispers back against your lips arms wrapping around your body tighter.

"Come on baby, you feel so good. You hear how wet you are?"

It's only then that Larissa ques into the loud sloshing sound coming from between her legs and somehow it makes her even wetter.

"Yeah just like that, so wet for me. Taking me so well. Cum for me sweetheart, show me how good I make you feel."

As if you flip a switch in Larissa's body she finds her eyes rolling to the back of her head. Her body spasms as her orgasm completely takes over. Her breath is stolen from her lungs for the duration of her release and you continue to fuck her through it until she finally comes down from her high. Your arm wraps around her center holding her body close while meeting her lips in a few soft loving kisses. Ending with a soft hum you smile at the beautiful woman in front of you.

"So how was that for your first time?"

Larissa smiles at you sleepily. Hand coming to rub your cheek.

"Perfect."

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Give Me What I Want ~Bratty!Bottom!Larissa Weems xFem Wife!Teacher!Reader

Summary— You won’t give into a bratty Larissa. No matter how much she persists…

Anon Request— Wanted to ask for two separate requests. One Morticia and one Larissa (two separate posts), but they’re both bottoms. Like really bratty bottoms. Thank you for taking the time to read this. You don’t have to do both you could just do one or the other or none. Sorry if that doesn’t make sense. But thank you I love your stuff!! Anon Response— Thank you for the request, anon!! Here’s the first one, a bratty Larissa. Hope you Enjoy! ♥️

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!, heavily implied smut, used sex toy, implied masturbation, nudity, comforting, light physical touch, teasing, flustering, bratting, begging, implied begging kink, etc.

Enjoy (;

Larissa let out yet another loud and dramatic groan. She was sitting at her desk, working away, and you were sitting by the fire, reading.

Every few minutes, the woman would groan needily. And every time the groan got louder and more like a moan. A minute passed before she groaned again.

“Larissa May…” you hummed warily, not looking up from your book.

You only used her full name in professional settings or when she was bratting and you needed her attention.

Larissa straightened up a bit at the sound of her given name.

“Yes Darling…?” Her sultry tone replied with a deceptive innocent cover over it.

“Do you need something…?” You hummed.

You knew she did. She needed sex. Or to masturbate. But she wasn’t allowed to. She had been teasing you and bratting all of yesterday and into today. She would not be rewarded for that kind of behavior, not on your watch.

Larissa groaned again in response, slouching and leaning back in her seat.

“Use your words…” you hummed across the room.

Larissa grumbled something that you couldn’t quite make out. You finally put the book down and came over to her desk, standing on the opposite side and placing your hands down on the desk.

Larissa looked at you from her slouched position.

“Touch me, Darling…?” She whined.

You shook your head.

“Nuh uh, you haven’t earned that.”

Larissa replied in a groan, then standing up.

“Maybe I’ll just do it myself…!” She huffed, making a dramatic attempt to run off to her attached private quarters in her office. You swiftly moved in front of the door, blocking her from access to her bedroom.

“Nope.” You crossed your arms in an attempt to show your unwavering mind.

“You are mean…, so mean… you know that right?” Larissa huffed, going back to her desk to sit back down with another groan.

“Then you should have been good.” You quipped with a shrug of your shoulders.

Larissa’s response was to stick her tongue out in you in a playful manner.

You had never seen this woman so bratty before…

“That,” you pointed at her scowling expression and out stuck tongue, “is not helping your case. Behave.”

You then turned around and went to sit back down on your chair by the fire. You picked up your book and continued to read.

Time went by, and you went from reading back to grading , and while Larissa had stopped groaning so dramatically, she was now whimpering and every time you looked your way, she gave you the biggest puppy dog eyes.

And she also got distracted more and more from her work. You caught her giggling as she looks at her phone screen from time to time. You knew she was probably texting with Marilyn, comparing to her about how unfairly you were treating her.

But you just continued to ignore her tactics. A couple hours, you and Larissa decided to call it a night, both retreating into your shared private quarters for the night. Larissa looked at you hopefully as the two of you got into bed. But you simply gave her a kiss good night, wished her sweet dreams, and then turned to the other side facing away from her.

The next morning, Larissa was just as fired up and determined to get her fix from you. Her hands along your figure were wandering all morning, teasing you endlessly. She joined you in the shower too, beginning to kiss your exposed collar bone, but you swiftly turned around and put Larissa back in her place.

You both arrived at the staff room early that morning, Larissa reorganizing the room from the last days and you making the morning coffee for all your colleagues. That’s when Marilyn walked in, holding her morning cup of tea.

“Morning, you two…” she hummed suggestively, taking a sip of her tea afterwards.

“Morning…” Larissa grumbled.

“Morning!” You chirped.

Marilyn eyed the two of you.

“I see that Larissa hasn’t gotten what she wants?”

You chuckled and hummed with a nod, to which Larissa scoffed.

“She is being ridiculous.” Larissa huffed, obviously that being a no to Marilyn’s question.

Marilyn laughed dryly a little, smiling in amusement at the interaction between the two of you.

“Well, for what it’s worth, I am sorry, Larissa…” Marilyn spoke to Larissa, then turning to you and whispering, “Don’t give in”

She gave you a not so well hidden thumbs up with the hand closer to you, but Larissa immediately caught Marilyn’s whispering and hand motion.

“Hey!! Mar, I thought you were on my side??” Larissa whined.

“Jesus, it is bad.” Marilyn chuckled, taking another sip from her mug, glancing at Larissa and then towards you in sympathy.

“You both are mean…!” Larissa scoffed, leaving the staff room in a huff.

You couldn’t help but chuckle, as you watched Larissa storm off. Marilyn gave you a sympathetic smile and walked out, most likely back to her greenhouse to prepare for her first class.

The day went by, and you didn’t hear much of anything from Larissa. This made you suspicious. So during lunch, you made your way to your shared private quarters to find the woman.

But you didn’t find her in the bedroom, instead you found an obviously used vibrating dildo placed right at the center end of your bed, still coated in lube and what you knew what your wife’s juices. You then heard the shower start, and you immediately went to the bathroom, only to find a nude Larissa in the shower.

You gasped lightly, giving you away, and making the talk blonde turn around and give you the most mischievous grin.

“Hello Darling… How was your day…?” She cooed mischievously.

You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose.

“You know that you are digging yourself a deeper hole, right?”

Larissa bit her lips and shrugged.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about…” she suggestively cooed, “My day was amazing, thank you for asking.”

You took a deep breath, and left without another word. You went back into the bedroom, grabbing the used sex toy, and returning to the bathroom.

“Clean this.” You said while placing the toy on the bathroom counter.

Then you actually left, needing to get the woman out of your mind. She had successfully started to get under your skin, and you needed to take a breather. You went back to your classroom for the rest of your classes and grading.

It was late evening, you had finished your grading for the day and you were tired. So you finally made your way back to Larissa. You entered her office without knocking. As soon as you entered, Larissa stopped all that she was doing.

“Thank goodness you’re here, Darling” the blonde exclaimed, standing up and coming over to meet you in the middle of the room.

She went to embrace you, and you allowed it. At least for a a couple seconds, before backing up out of the embrace.

“I… I made it worse…” Larissa confessed, looking down at the ground and biting her lip.

You couldn’t help but chuckle, bringing your hands to the woman’s shoulders. Larissa hummed in delight at the touch you were giving her.

“Should have listened to me…” you teasingly cooed.

Larissa went red.

“Shut up…” she muttered.

You grabbed her chin, swiveling her gaze to your eye level.

“What do you want, hmmm…?”

“You. Need you…” She whispered.

You smirked, dropping all touch from Larissa, making her whine.

“Then beg.”

Larissa’s mouth nearly dropped and her eye widened.

“I—No.” she scoffed.

“Oh well, then I can’t help you…” you said with a shrug, starting to walk to the door to your bedroom.

But Larissa grabbed your wrist, turning you back to her after a couple of steps.

“Wait…!”

You tuned around, looking at the woman with a smirk.

“Yes…?” You purred.

Larissa took a heavy breath, then she marched to the bedroom, pulling you by your wrist. You allowed it mainly because you thought she was about to break. She closed the door behind you, then she asked you to sit on the edge of the bed.

Larissa now stood in front of you, shuffling your feet.

“Please…” she whispered.

“What…?” You teasingly cooed, “I can’t hear you, ‘Rissa…”

“Please Darling… please fuck me…” she breathed out, her eyes screen shut and her fists clenched.

“Mhmmmm…” you hummed, not quite satisfied, “Kneel. And say it with your eyes open.”

Larissa’s breath hitched and she gritted her teeth. She wanted it so bad… bad enough to beg…?

Apparently so, as Larissa dropped to her knees after a minute, and looked up at you with open eyes.

“Please fuck me, Y/N, I need you… Only you can satiate my needs… please Darling… I’m desperate…!”

You smirked and cupped the woman’s chin. Larissa hummed, closing her eyes and happily leaning into the little touch you gave.

“You look so good when you beg, ‘Ris…” you cooed.

You retracted all touch once more.

“But you haven’t apologized for what you’ve done these last few days…”

Larissa’s eyes widened again and she gulped. Her eyes glinted in that mischievous nature once more.

“I—I’m not sorry for that.” Larissa suddenly quipped.

You sighed, getting off the bed.

“Then I can’t help you…” you sighed lightly, leaving Larissa kneeling in front of the bed with an open mouth.

~~~

Larissa Weems Masterlist

[matoniluvr]

sweet dreams

pairing/s: larissa weems x fem reader

warning/s: none really, just that its not plot adjacent and that weems is a clingy gf in this :3

(i do NOT proofread my stuff. these are mainly random ideas i make in my head to help me sleep that i wrote so i won't forget. oh and i have no idea how i managed to make this coherent so enjoy :D)

hands roamed through dusty covers as the moonlight and the dimmed bulbs illuminated her sight, her lips caught under her teeth as she searched with intent. clearly, it was late, most of the students except for the howlers were out like a light from today’s curricular activities seeing as it was another weekday. the only things y/n heard were wednesday’s weekly cello practice (the tune of The Phantom of The Opera ringing in the empty corridors of the school) and the howls of enid as she went away to bask under the full moon. 

she grumbled, surely that book was around here somewhere. her eyes were squinted as she looked through her narrow glasses, her phone’s flashlight wasn’t helping as it showed the titles of other books in the small library she had in her personal office.

“aha! there you are, you little piece of shit.” y/y murmured, finally grabbing the dark blue hardbound cover and blowing away some of the accumulated dust. 

she stared at the cover, Vampires and Sunlight: The Untold Truth it read. a peculiar title yet perfectly what she needed that night. truth be told, she’d been having trouble sleeping lately, but that wasn’t the reason she needed the book.  

now, for a vampire, her sleep schedule used to be perfectly normal. she’d get up by midnight, prepare a few of her lesson plans for her daylight substitute to teach, answer some of the students’ inquiries and then be back in bed by noon. but ever since her substitute and a few more professors suddenly disappear within thin air and were later found dead in the forest, with their insides wide open for everyone to see, she’d been helping the remaining professors and her lover with managing the students’ activities in the meantime. 

“and because of that, vampires tend to sleep during the day so that they may have the energy to hunt at night. yeah, no shit sherlock,” she whispered as she skimmed through the book and walked back towards her desk. 

she sat down, the book still in hand and phone down, before looking at her laptop and began paraphrasing a few of the sentences she needed for the new lesson she needed to teach on friday. her fingers were fast as she typed all the sentences she needed before going to the next page, she did that until she managed to finish the chapter and sighed. 

“okay, now I just need to grab that last one from the Dark Arithmetics section..” she trailed to herself as she stood, the now closed book back in its place on the shelf before she got back to searching. 

unbeknownst to the bloodsucker, the door to her office opened silently. the floorboards creaked and in walked a tall lady clad in her white pajamas, a sleepy look on her face with her blonde locks messily arranged as she trekked closer to the woman whose back faced her. larissa, who softly yawned, smiled at the sight of her lover as she searched around her small library. 

she moved closer, slowly wrapping her arms around the shorter woman’s figure and resting her chin on her shoulders, “my love..” she mumbled. 

y/n sighed, her body melting into larissa’s as she moved her head to rest on hers. her hands immediately placed the books back on the shelf before placing them on her lover’s. 

“‘rissa, what are you doing up?” 

the taller of the two groaned and hid her face in the crevice of y/n’s neck, placing small kisses on her flesh while holding on tightly. both women stood there, their bodies shining under the moonlight as they said nothing. 

finally, larissa broke the silence. “it’s the middle of the night, my dear. i know you’re usually up by this time,” she grabbed y/n’s hands to make her face her direction, the shorter woman gladly letting her do so. 

her gaze softened, “but you haven’t slept since last midnight. you need rest, my love.” 

“i know, but-” larissa pulled her closer, her hands back on y/n’s waist as she placed soft kisses on her face and her lips. “no buts my love, we know what happens when you’re deprived of rest.” 

the (h/c) haired professor rolled her eyes and sighed, “i know, but i have to finish this by midnight. the students-” 

“-will understand that their teacher is doing the best that she can and appreciate that.” she finished. 

her hand traveled towards y/n’s face to cup her cheek, “you can’t keep doing this to yourself, darling. what would you do if I was doing the same thing?” 

“hmm..” she purred under larissa’s touch, “touche, my love.” 

As y/n was busy melting under the woman’s hands, larissa pulled her away from the shelf of books, past her desk (the laptop that was left unsupervised now turned off by larissa before she decided to wrap her arms around y/n’s body), and finally out the door. she gave a triumphant smile as she finally got her lover to step into the confines of their sleeping chamber. she had the liberty of closing the door behind the both them as she watched y/n walk closer to their bed, she mostly done that to make sure that her little bloodsucker wouldn’t be leaving and going anywhere. 

“you can lock the door, sweetheart. i won’t go anywhere this time.” she heard, larissa shook her head. 

she trekked closer towards the bed, her hands grabbing the duvet and pulling it over their bodies. said hands also grabbed the smaller frame just beside her, her face snugly resting on y/n’s chest as her arms wrapped around her waist and her legs over her own. such a sight to behold, the tall headmistress of the academy curled up like a child holding on to their precious stuffed toy like it’d disappear if they let go. 

y/n chuckled, “i promise love, i’m not going anywhere.” 

“just making sure.” she heard a muffled reply. 

y/n’s hands softly caressed and played with larissa’s blonde locks, making waves and twirling them in her hands before she started to hear steady breathing. the symphony of larissa playing in the quiet, dark night, as well as wednesday’s playing, was enough to lull y/n to sleep. 

her eyes slowly shut, a smile on her lips as she mirrored larissa’s state. before she could fully succumb to her slumber, she felt larissa pull her even closer and murmur, 

“sweet dreams, my love.” 

[imtheindiekid]

"You're giving off too much bottom energy for me."

- My bestie to me when I talked about Larissa Weems with a pp.

[tempestat-ignis]

Yeah, the gays stood no chance after this opening scene-

[hislittleraincloud]

girl your ship is fucked up and wrong no matter what spin u put on it lmao

When you can come back and tell me how much more wrong it is than Wednesday or Your Student-aged Mary Sues x Weems (ETA: or Gatesmonster*, which has a decent fanbase too), then we'll talk.

MehmehmehmehBUT but nothing. The double standard you people have regarding Weems vs. Sheriff Galpin is fatass. I happen to not mind Weemsday, and obviously this fandom is saturated with Christie fetishists who put Tormund to shame. Anons like this:

The author who was targeted with that request chickened the fuck out and didn't make them their fic (proudly declaring that she made the Mary Sue a "Student Aid"/"all legal!" instead), so even there we have authors who are too chickenshit to write what people want, instead dictating what people should want. The moralistic bullshit in Wednesday fan fiction is insane.

I don't know how many people want Wenovan, but it does have fans that I engage with, so rn I've got to get back to crafting it...again, get back to me when you can argue your point without casting the telescope back onto the entire fandom.

P.S. No one gets to call me "girl" except for my gay friends, since they respect my status as a 🏳️‍⚧️ man.

*Like it's ttly okay to read/write about an older woman actually grooming and medically forcing a teenage boy to turn into a subservient monster, but to write about a teenage girl who goes after an old man because she's attracted to him, suddenly I'm the pervert 💀

[lelif]

on self-sabotage

the bomb, florence + the machine// appointments, julien baker// abject permanence, larissa pham// never wanted to dance, mindless self indulgence// king, florence + the machine// quote: lauren e. bowman// in the woods, tana french// does the universe fight for souls to be together?, jamie varon// olivia laing on loneliness, marrying the poet ian patterson and the challenge of intimacy// left alone, fiona apple// @mjalti //renegade, taylor swift// a burning hill, mitski// ICU, phoebe bridgers// legit tattoo gun, the front bottoms// just, radiohead

[milfsloverblog]

Chlorine Water (nsfw)

Larissa Weems x fem!reader

A/N: It’s 6.24am, I haven’t slept because I needed to get this out of my system. This is pure porn without plot. Something that popped into my head when I should have been writing something far more important (thesis can wait). First time writing shapeshifted cock, think I did not too bad. Enjoy lovelies!!

CW: SHAPESHIFTED COCK!!

“Will you join me?” You called from the pool float where you’d been sitting for the past half hour.

Larissa stayed quiet for a second, reading the last few words on the page of the book she was holding before placing it down next to her on the sun lounger.

“I might,” she answered, picking up her glass of rosé from the floor and taking a few sips of it. “How’s the water?”

You dipped your fingertips in the pool before wiping them on one of your naked thighs.

“Warm. Not as hot as you, though!”

Larissa chuckled and placed her now empty glass back on the ground before getting up from the lounger. She stretched her arms above her head, making you bite your lip at the sight of her pale breasts nearly popping out of her green bikini top. Nearly.

“Have I told you how beautiful you are?” You asked as Larissa walked closer to the edge of the pool. She truly was a vision. Legs that seemed never-ending, inviting hips which dipped into an even more inviting waist and slightly uneven breasts that you loved to tease her about. When she got close enough, you noticed the bite mark that you’d left on her thigh a few days before.

“Mhm, only a few thousand times.” She smiled softly and sat down on the tiled floor, her legs dangling in the water as she leaned back on her hands and waited - visibly impatiently - for you to come closer.

You didn’t make her wait long, almost immediately dropping from the pool float into the water and swimming towards your lover.

Playfully, you held one of Larissa’s legs and kissed the side of her knee, lifting yourself on your tiptoes to be able to lick chlorine water from her thigh. It tasted terrible, really, but Larissa’s breathless sigh made up for it.

Much as you wanted to, you didn’t put your mouth anywhere near Larissa’s crotch and only kissed her thighs and knees, even trying to pull her further over the edge so you could get to her hips too.

“Darling,” The word fell from Larissa’s mouth as her fingers weaved themselves through your hair, giving a gentle tug so you’d look up at her face. “Do you mind if…” Larissa’s gaze fell between her legs and yours was quick to follow, your eyes widening at the sight of the bulge in her bikini that wasn’t there a few seconds ago.

“Of course not.” You breathed out, your fingertips digging into the flesh of your lover’s thighs.

Sex with Larissa was always an experience. You never really knew what to expect from your shapeshifting partner, and you loved that.

Slowly, you pushed Larissa’s bottom to the side to free her semi-hard cock, your mouth instantly salivating at the sight of it.

Larissa gave your hair another gentle tug, pulling you out of your trance.

“Open up.” Her voice was soft but you knew it was a demand, to which you quickly obeyed by opening your mouth and sticking your tongue out.

“Such a good girl, aren’t you?” Larissa cooed as she took hold of her cock and thrust her hips closer to your face.

You closed your eyes as the weight of Larissa’s tip pressed down on your tongue. She stayed still for a moment, her eyes raking down your face as she took in how eager you were to please her.

“Good girl.” She repeated, slowly moving her tip up and down your tongue until her cock had fully hardened. “Will you take care of me, darling?”

You gave a slight nod and Larissa let go of your hair, your cue to take control of the situation. You wrapped your hand around the base of her cock and your lips around the tip, slowly moving your head down until Larissa’s blonde pubic hair tickled your nose. She had thankfully settled for a medium-sized cock that day, although the girth was larger than usual and you knew your jaws would start aching in a few minutes. Still, that allowed you a few minutes to pleasure her.

Larissa groaned loudly as you moved your head back up and down again, slowly increasing the rhythm of your sucking.

“Oh god, yes-“ She threw her head back when your tongue teased the spot that you knew would drive her crazy. “I need you-“ She breathed out, her hips carefully thrusting her cock deeper into your mouth. “I need to be inside you-“

That was another one of your cues. You kept sucking for a few more seconds before letting go of Larissa’s cock with a loud pop.

“Come here,” You groaned, grabbing Larissa’s waist and pulling her into the water with you.

You barely had time to react before she spun you around, trapping you between the cold pool tiles and her body.

“You’re divine,” She whispered, her length rubbing up and down your thigh.

Larissa’s hand snaked down between your bodies and she bit her lip when she found you dripping wet after pushing her fingers inside your bikini.

“All of this for me?” She smirked before pressing her lips on the pulse point of your neck, suckling at the skin and leaving a perfect imprint of her mouth in crimson lipstick.

“Why would you wear makeup to go swimming?” You asked with an expression as incredulous as possible. Without waiting for an answer, you grabbed onto Larissa’s hip and pulled her into a kiss.

You didn’t really want to hear Larissa’s explanation. You only wanted to hear her moan.

Larissa kissed you back with practised ease, her fingers skillfully moving between your lips and pressing on your clit. Her lipstick smudged against your skin as she parted her lips to kiss you always deeper.

“God-“ Your lover grunted, the rubbing of her cock against your leg becoming more insistent until you gently wrapped your hand around its length and guided it between your legs.

The warmth of your flesh against Larissa’s shaft made it throb violently and she grunted again, louder this time, as she began rubbing her member against your clit.

“Larissa!” You whined, spreading your legs to allow your lover more space. “Please, I want- I need to feel you inside of me.”

Larissa happily obliged, immediately pressing the tip of her cock against your entrance and slowly pushing herself inside of you. It felt like heaven, her girth stretching you just the right amount as you wrapped your legs around her waist and pulled her impossibly closer, letting out a moan when her tip pressed against your cervix.

“What do you think?” Larissa asked, voice dripping with lust.

“Perfect-“ You whined. “You’re fucking perfect.”

“And I’ll perfectly fuck you,” Larissa whispered into your ear before her hips started thrusting against yours.

Larissa tried her best to be soft, she really did. But after a couple of minutes of gentle thrusts, your sweet moans and your cunt squeezing around her length became almost unbearable. She firmly grabbed onto your waist and pulled out of you, spinning you around so you’d face the edge of the pool.

“Fuck!” You cried out when your lover slammed back inside you, your legs quivering when she started thrusting frantically.

“You’re so good,” She groaned. “So tight and so warm.”

Larissa held onto your waist with one of her hands, so tightly that you knew you’d be left with marks that’d last for days, while the other one moved to your front to find your buzzing clit again.

You nearly melted against her, veins filling with nothing short but a white-hot pleasure while she quickened her pace, driving herself so deep until the tip of her cock kissed your cervix, drawing not only a moan but a yelp from you as well and you couldn’t help but move your hips back to meet her thrusts.

“I-I’m close-“ You stuttered, making Larissa fuck you with an urgency that you had rarely felt before. Her fingers moved faster against your clit and it only took a few more thrusts for you to be sent over the edge, your body tensing from head to toe.

Everything turned white for a second, your thighs started shaking, and you swore you heard Larissa gasping as your cunt tightened around her, pulsed, and gushed around her girth.

“Rissa, please…” You whined and suddenly her blood rushed down to her cock, leaving her breathless as she came hard, pushing herself unbelievably deep until she made sure she had filled you to the brim with her cum, and you almost laughed in delight about how full she made you feel.

“God, darling-“ she sighed, resting her sweaty forehead on your shoulder as her senses came back when the rush of adrenaline slowly wore off, the pain in her thighs getting stronger by the second.

Larissa carefully pulled out of you and wrapped her arms around your waist to hug you from behind.

“You’re perfect.” She whispered before placing a soft kiss on your shoulder. “Perfectly fucked, as promised.”

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[bagdaddyb]

please please please, jealous Larissa x teacher!reader

Mine

Warnings: S M U T 18+, minors dni!! Filth with little plot, possessive behavior, jealous behavior, slapping, man handling, (lots of) dirty talk, bulge kink, breeding kink, spit kink, praise kink, degrading kink mixed with a little verbal abuse, slight brainwash, punishment/spanking, tears, kinda toxic, Dark Dom Daddy Larissa (Larissa is a bit mean), Bottom Puppy Reader. 

Reader and Larissa have a non established relationship

Authors notes: I’m so sorry anon!!!! I wrote this whole snippet thinking the request was possessiveness then saw it was jealousy and had to work it in there so I’m so sorry if it seems rushed if you don’t like it anon just let me know and I will write something else.

You watched Larissa with a mixture of love and disdain as she shot the fake gun in the air commencing the Poe Cup. For a moment, you question yourself, were you not partner material? Was there a reason this goddess of a woman had only been using you as a sexual rouse for the past six months and not made any move towards progressing you're relationship. In the beginning it was fine you might of even said it was all you wanted at the time but now you longed for a loving embrace, a sweet kiss goodnight, the feeling of your fingers wonderfully tangled in another and while you did sometimes get those from Larissa it wasn’t the same. You wanted more than a fuck buddy wanted more than someone who just took out their frustrations on you and as you sit here and think to yourself you realize that's all Larissa wanted to be. Finally ripping your burning gaze from the woman you settle with yourself in the decision to move on with your life. Walking to the right of the stage to get a better view, your gaze turns to one of adoration as you watch Ophelia halls boat pull into first. Becoming the dorm mom of the hall was like a puzzle piece slipping into place and you couldn't be more proud of your girls. Smiling wide as the group of four run across the finish line you feel a strong beat in your chest when Larissa announces Ophelia hall has won for a second year in a row. Making your way forward you only slightly grimace as mud covers your black boots, luckily the extra height from the shoes saving your black pants from the same fate. Black sweater protecting you from the cold biting wind you carry over four towels to keep the girls from catching cold.

"I must say I'm impressed."

Your voice breaks through Enid's excited squeals and in a second you are surrounded by the rowing team.

"Did you see us Ms. (Y/L/N)?"

Enid says quickly and you can't help the light chuckle you let forth.

"No, I was watching the other Poe Cup across the lake."

You say with sarcasm causing an almost nonexistent smirk to cross Wednesday's face.

"You all were wonderful, what do you say I treat you all to a night of gravedigging."

Your smile was bright as three of the four grimaced at the offer.

"Sounds absolutely dreadful. Let's meet at nine."

Wednesday says trying not to sound overly excited before she walks away towards the dorm hall. Enid and the others trying to hide their disgust as they follow the girl. You let go of a content sigh before turning to make your own way back towards the school building. Your students' essays wouldn't read themselves. Well....... 

“Ms. (Y/L/N).”

Your head turned in response to the near yell of your name another head also turning in the crowd behind you.

“I couldn’t help but overhear your going out with your hall tonight need a second chaperon?”

A smile graced your features as one of the new assistant teachers spoke, you didn’t remember the woman’s name but you recognized her face as she had seemed to be bumping into you a lot recently.

“Oh I don’t need one those girls always behave with me but you are more than welcome to join in the activity it can be very invigorating.”

Your smile was returned as well as a small blush that ghosted the younger woman’s cheeks.

“I can’t wait.”

The young teacher made her way into the crowd leaving you to your thoughts as you began to walk towards the school. Lifting off the floor as you begin to walk on air you get lost within your own mind your abilities now being second nature to you. Steps end as you eventually just propel yourself forward reaching the school in seconds before lowering yourself in the middle of the quad. The walk from there to your classroom is short stepping into the dark room filled with beakers of different organs and body parts a smile graces your lips as you stare at the essays stacked on your desk. This job was a dream teaching monster anatomy coincided with your interests and it allowed you to cause a grimace on most of the students faces on a daily basis.

.......

An unpleasant feeling settled in Larissa’s stomach as she watched Ms. Kathryn Yeil become a blushing mess while speaking to you for the third day in a row. You were to naïve never found yourself pretty so you never assumed anyone else did either but Larissa saw you. The goddess she possessed and she knew your worth so it didn’t surprise her when one of the newbies took a liking to you. What did surprise her was the feeling it brought over her body. Kathryn was young much younger than Larissa pretty, smart, and she seemed to have a few things in common with you. Larissa was your polar opposite there was not a single interest you shared besides coffee and honestly that didn’t even count. So as she hears the end of your conversation your invitation and her acceptance she can’t help but feel that uncomfortable tingle of jealousy course through her as thoughts of you with anyone else fills her mind. Possessiveness takes over her body in waves and as she watches you set off towards the school a pinch of hurt hits her too, if nothing else Larissa owned you she had told you many times before and you always moaned out in agreement..... who even knows what you two have but Larissa was done tiptoeing around it. Toe of her heels digging in the ground as she set off towards the school to find you and put you in your place.

.......

 Sitting down at your desk with a content sigh you barely pick up the third essay on the six different stomachs in a giant before there's a knock on your door. Humming out a distracted ‘come in’ you don’t look up when the person on the other side of the door entered opting to continue reading the essay before you. Familiar heels click against the floor of your classroom and you ready yourself to say what needed to be said standing and dusting off your pants you raise your eyes to sharp blues. Voice nearly dying in your throat you get your courage back with a few fake coughs.

EHM   ehm   “Larissa... we need to talk.”

Your voice came out softer than you intended but you brushed it off deciding to stay strong. Larissa still somewhat scared you even after all this time and her domineering personality often made her lash out. A perfectly sculpted eyebrow raised in question before her sadistic smile she only seemed to shine your way made its path across her face.

“What does my little puppy need to talk to me about hmm?”

Her words dripped with an unspoken promise. The promise of what you didn’t know and honestly weren’t sure if you wanted to find out. Eyes never leaving Larissa’s you speak.

“Larissa... I can’t... I don’t want to do this anymore. You’re a great woman and it was fun sneaking around at first but I’m tired of cat and mouse I want something real. So what ever this arrangement is that we have it stops now.”

A look of surprise and something else graced Larissa’s features before she merely chuckled and shook her head while moving into your space. 

“Oh my darling girl have I not been clear or have you been to fucked out to remember?”

Starting off sweet before ending harsh Larissa bends to say the next words in your ear.

“When I have you screaming about how your daddy’s little plaything those words are not to arouse you in the heat of passion, though they do seem to get a rise out of you.."

Larissa’s eyes sparkle with mischief as a pink hue starts at your cheeks your strong demeanor slowly starting to fade as she reminds you exactly whose in charge. 

“Those words are a decree a collar you wear around your neck that only I can see. Would you prefer I kept you on my lap so that everyone can see just how much of a slut you are for me? You want real? Lets be real you belong to me puppy; body, mind, and soul. My thing to play with, my bitch to command, you are mine and mine alone but clearly you’ve forgotten that hmm?”

The last four words are sweet even as she grips you harshly and man handles you over your desk.

“How fogged your little mind gets when daddy doesn’t abuse this pussy for a few days.”

You put up no resistance as Larissa strips your body, as much as you wanted to deny it you couldn’t hide the way your heart thumped in excitement, the way your core pulsed in anticipation your mind began to slip back and forth you felt torn, you needed to fight this you wanted something real and the only thing this situation seemed to be was real toxic but as Larissa got you naked slid a hand up your abdomen over your chest and around your throat commanding you to open your mouth and you did so without question accepting her spit happily before swallowing she only proved her words to be true. She owned you.

“There we go puppy, you always take anything daddy gives you.”

Just as the praise registers so does Larissa hand harshly smacking across your face.

“Don’t think that changes anything whore, leave me? I’m the only one that loves you silly puppy is so dumb without daddy you wouldn’t make it a day.”

You bite your lip as the sting of the rough contact tingles on your skin and the words crash through your brain.

“Roll onto your stomach bitch and show me that pretty ass of yours I think you deserve punishment.”

Your body moved quickly as venom laced words continued to fall from Larissa’s mouth.

“I’m very disappointed puppy I thought you always wanted to please daddy. Instead you want to whore yourself out."

Tears build up as your mind begins to slip further.

“You’re going to count each hit slut miss one, we start over, and you’re going to take everything I give you forget your safe word tonight puppy, daddy’s mad and nothing’s gonna stop me tonight.”

crack

You lean a bit further onto your desk as the hard slap connects but don’t miss a beat.

“1.”

smack

“2.”

creak

whimper

“3.”

crack

“4.”

snap

Tears hit the desk in front of your eyes but you barely register them.

“5.”

whack

“6.”

smack

A sob escapes your throat yet you continue.

“7.”

whip

“8.”

wham

“9.”

By now your openly sobbing but it all means nothing to you, you disappointed daddy and you have to make it right.

crack

“10.”

By nineteen your backside screamed at Larissa, red and welping but Larissa only cooed as she ran a light hand up your back.

“Such a good girl, taking your punishment so well, one more puppy just one more.”

A pathetic whimper escaped your throat at the thought but you nodded none the less bracing yourself for another harsh slap. Larissa didn’t hold back her hand connecting with your skin just as harsh as it had the last nineteen times a slight scream escaped your mouth as you crumbled forward falling completely on top of your desk the strength in your arms long gone.

“20.”

A pleased hum left Larissa as she ran a soothing hand up your back.

“Such a good puppy for daddy, you did so well, I’m so proud of you.”

Rolling you onto your back Larissa easily keeps your backside lifted off the wood before sliding her jacket between your skin and the surface. You can’t help but grimace as she lowers you, your cheeks still plenty raw from her rough treatment but your mind focuses on the white haired enchantress as she makes her way between your legs. 

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry daddy.”

Tears still stream down your face as you speak but Larissa ignores you spreading your legs wide in order to get a good look at you.

“Would you look at that.... it doesn’t matter how rough daddy is with you, you’ll still be a slutty mess between your legs.”

Larissa slips out of her own dress and undergarments easily, unpinning her hair before towering over you.

“I think you secretly like it when daddy’s rough with you....”

Larissa whispers to you as she begins to tease at your swollen clit causing you to gasp.

“Because you know how hard I’ll fuck you after.”

Long fingers easily slide into familiar territory as her thumb continues to play with your clit. Moaning you lift your hands to tangle in white locks.

“Daddy.

You moan out softly as you pull at Larissa willing her to be closer.

“Because you know I’ll fuck you deep and hard with my cock till I fill you with my seed.”

A loud moan slips through at the combination of Larissa’s words and fingers. The familiar tightness beginning in your stomach.

“You like that don’t you bitch, when I fuck you dumb then fill your little cunt with my babies.”

Whimpers begin as a sloshing sound starts between your legs while you respond.

“Yes daddy, I love when you fuck a baby in me, I’m gonna cum daddy, can I cum?”

Removing her fingers, Larissa stands to her full height before sucking your wetness off her digits.

“Oh sweetheart, you think you deserve to cum after the stunt you tried to pull? No puppy tonight is all about daddy, I plan to use you like a fleshlight till I cum, maybe if you behave tomorrow I’ll let you have your release.”

In that moment you see the transformation between her legs begin her vagina being replaced with a penis of her own, her warm thick tip brushing through your folds a few times before she began to push into your entrance. Moans leave your lips as your center still is recovering from the orgasm denial mere moments ago. When Larissa’s hips meet your own you almost quake with need.

“So full daddy.”

The smug look on Larissa’s face sent tingles through you as soft hands ran over your stomach that now bulged with Larissa’s presence.

“Your taking me so well puppy, feel so good inside.”

Your stomach clenches at the words squeezing Larissa and causing her to let out a pleased huff. Moving her hips slowly in and out for a moment you relish in your small adjustment period before Larissa’s left hand grips your throat, her right hand pushes on your bulge and her hips slam against yours. Your eyes rolled back as Larissa began to fuck you within an inch of your sanity, you felt every vein on her length, felt every brush of her tip against your g spot, felt every stretch at your entrance and the pleasure was to good. Tears never stopped flowing though they no longer came from pain now pleasure.

“Oh daddy.”

You moaned out voice a little scruffy from the hand around your neck. 

“Fuck this pussy daddy, yessssss, fuck.”

Your pleasure was blinding, the pressure was building and before you could even open your mouth to ask Larissa pulled out. Your whine was audible a natural response to your second denial but your body remained unmoving. Allowing Larissa to basically manhandle you onto your side, she lifts a leg allowing it to run up her body while the other was pushed out of the way. The first thing you noticed when she entered you in this position was how deep you felt her. You felt like one, her member hitting you in deep spots only she knew, grabbing your legs as leverage Larissa begins to drill you again, loud moans poured out of your mouth as your juices splashed all over Larissa’s jacket.

“Who owns you?”

“Daddy.”

The words seemed to please Larissa one of her hands leaving your leg to play with your clit as she fucked into you.

“Who does this pussy belong to?”

“Daddy.”

The word came out as a sob as your body begins to slightly shake. 

“I can’t daddy I’m gonna...”

In an instant Larissa’s warmth leaves your walls clenching around nothing desperately. Crossing your legs together Larissa slides between your wet thighs fucking them just as hard and fast as she’d fuck you its merely another minute before she pulls away from your thighs squirting on your punished backside. A whine leaves your lips as you suddenly feel the deep intrusion of Larissa's cock again.

“Such a good puppy, you took me so well.”

Larissa’s words where like a pillow as your drop takes full force, your body shaking with sobs.

“Always such a good puppy for daddy, I’m so proud of you.”

Larissa’s words continued as she wrapped her body around yours becoming the blanket you didn’t know you needed and suddenly you were the safest you’d ever been.

“I’m so sorry daddy, so sorry, I love you daddy I don’t want to upset you.”

The words struck Larissa and she was happy you couldn’t see the small blush on her face.

“And I love you puppy you are mine as much as I am yours and I don’t like to share. What we have is real.”

You ran fingers through soft locks and suddenly your heart started to beat out of your chest wrapped in the warm embrace of your lover still full and connected you felt pure bliss.

“Stop talking to Kathryn it makes me uncomfortable.”

Confusion quickly took hold of your face as you searched your mind before you responded.

“Who?”

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Could you do BrattyBottom!Larissa x Top!Fem!Tall!Reader where she pushes reader to get fucked all day but has no clue how much she's in for until the reader fucks Larissa till she can't form a single coherent word, nothing but moans, screams and whimpers, with aftercare of Larissa getting doted on like she whole heartedly deserves?

Heyyyyy anon!!! Yeaaaa, this was so much fun to write! We love some Sub!’Rissa content 🥰💖

Careful What You Wish For ~BrattyBottom!Larissa Weems xFem Top!Tall!Reader

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Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, bratting, d!ck riding, desk fucking, spanking, pet names, pet name kink, bratting kink, praise kink, degrading kink, spanking kink, overstimulation, aftercare, etc.

Enjoy (;

It was no surprise to anyone at the school when they found out about you and Larissa. You were both professional, well mannered women. You both were logical and even keeled (although Larissa did a have a slight temper at times). You were both outcasts within outcasts. Her being a shapeshifter and you being a telepath.

Although, Larissa had to admit, it did bother her just how even keeled and balanced you seemed to be… She appreciated and loved you and your qualities but there was just no knocking you off your game…

That little bratty side of Larissa nagged her constantly about this fact. And on one particular day, Larissa gave into her temptations. She had to see. See how far she could push you. When you would crack. If you would crack.

Larissa started simple, she wore a slightly too revealing dress that showed just the right amount of cleavage. But as you walked into her office that morning, all she got from you was a mere glance to her tits and a “nice dress, is it new?”.

Larissa huffed as you left her office. Fine. She would just have to up her game.

Throughout the day, Larissa made sure to push all her comments and words to you in her (usually only used in the bedroom) bratty tone. She whined and pouted. She whispered scandalous things into your ear in the dining hall. And much more… Many sinful things more…

But she elicited not a single reaction from you. It was beginning to frustrate Larissa. So she stepped it up yet again.

Now it came from lingering touches to actively scandalous physical displays. She dance her fingers around any body part of yours she could access. She ran her fingers through your hair. She wrapped her arm around your torso. She even smacked your ass at one point outside her office.

And you did nothing?! Larissa didn’t even get a single blush from you. By the end of the day, all that was left was a staff meeting. This was Larissa’s last chance. And she was going to go out swinging.

~~~

You found the staff meeting to be particularly boring, but you still listened as each teacher ran through their quarterly reports. That was until you caught a very interesting thought of the blonde sitting across from you…

God, can’t this meeting just end… I’d much rather be fucking you on the table, darling…

You glanced over to Larissa to see her sitting there pretending to listen but with a small smirk on her face. She knew you had caught her thought. You took a breath and turned your attention back to Marilyn, who was currently presenting.

I’d fuck you in front of everyone here… Let them know how much I own you…

You decided to just ignore Larissa. That’s what you had been doing with all her antics today. But you bet your ass that she was going to pay for ever antic later… She just didn’t know it yet…

Do you think our colleagues would get turned on as I fucked you on this table…? I bet you’d love for me to whore you out to some of them… Marilyn perhaps…?

You were drinking from your glass of water when you heard that one, and it took everything in you not to spurt the water out all over the table. You glanced back over to Larissa to find her eyes twinkling with mischief and lust.

If I had it my way, I’d tie you to the table and let everyone take turns with you… God, I’d bet you’d love that… And I’d sit right here and watch the entire time…

You took another deep breath. You had lasted from her bratting all day and you weren’t about to break now…

Fuck, it’s turning me on just thinking about it… I’m already touching myself to simply the thought of it…

She must be bluffing. She had to be bluffing. She wasn’t allowed to touch herself without your permission. You let your eyes wander over to her figure, and sure enough… You could tell from her face… She was most definitely pleasuring herself.

Fuuuck, I’d love if you slammed me onto this table and fucked me in front of everyone… Your so strong and tall, I’m sure you could manage it… Ohhhh God, I’m… I’m close…

You swore you could smell her arousal, and Larissa face was scrunching up like it always did when she was on edge. She better not cum…

OhHhhH shit, baby fuuuuuck…!

She fucking came. That bratty bitch. You sat there simply stunned. You didn’t even look at her. You could tell simply from her thoughts. You were fuming. You had fucking had it.

The meeting ended soon after Larissa’s stunt, and you packed up your things and went directly to Larissa’s office. Luckily, you had beaten Larissa to her office. You threw your things aside and took of your heels. You threw off your shirt and took off your belt, leaving you in your bra and trousers

She needed to be taught a lesson and no, it couldn’t wait.

You then sat yourself in Larissa’s chair and waited for your lover to return. And pretty soon, the tall blonde entered her office, only to find her lover leaning back in her chair, top off and with a belt in hand. Larissa’s eyes lit up in anticipation that her plan had actually worked. You tilted your head and wickedly smirked at the blonde. And the look in your eyes made Larissa’s stomache drop.

“Hello love…” you purred with a sharp edge to your tone.

“Darling…” Larissa purred with the same bratty tone she’s been using all day and with the same bratty twinkle in her eyes, “May I ask what you are doing in my chair?”

You chuckled at her playing coy, but you were done with her games.

“Shut the door.”

“Darling, I have a parent call in 20 minutes…”

“Shut. The. Door. And don’t you dare think about locking it…” you gritted out.

Larissa gulped. She shut the door, before coming back over to you, towering over your sitting form.

You stood up to face her, “I’d call you a good girl, but you’ve been anything but.” your tone stoic and dominating.

Shivers went through Larissa’s spine as you met her height even with your heels off. Your height made her knees weak.

“You’ve come under the wrong impression that you get to tell everyone how much of a slut you are. But if that’s what you want, then we’ll properly show the school how much of a whore you are…” you sneered, “Take that slutty dress off.”

Larissa’s breath hitched at your change in tone and she was quick to follow your instructions. As she stripped, you sat back down on her chair. Larissa was now standing in front of you, completely naked.

“Bend over on my lap, you pathetic little brat.”

“Yes Ma’am…” Larissa whimpered, bending over your lap and sticking her ass up to you instinctually.

Larissa mentally prepared herself for you hand, but she was met with something else…

Smack!

Larissa whimpered out in pain and a hint of pleasure as your belt had made contact with her soft and supple ass.

“Count. And each spank, you’re going to tell me just how bratty you’ve been today.” you commanded the blonde.

“Yes Ma’am…” Larissa gasped out.

Crack!

“One, Ma’am…!” She mewled, “I’m sorry for wearing that dress…!!”

“Ah yes, such a slutty dress…” you tauntingly purred.

Whack!

“Two Ma’am!” She whimpered, “I’m sorry for all the things I said…!”

“And with such a bratty tone…” you tutted.

Smack!

~~~

By fifteen spankings, Larissa’s eyes were watery and her wetness was glistening down her thighs.

“Such a good girl in taking your punishments…” you purred, caressing her reddened ass with your hand.

Larissa whimpered in response to you sooothing her sensitive ass.

“But you were such a brat…” you tutted.

You then moved Larissa to straddle your waist, in which Larissa spent no time in grinding against your trousers. But her eyes widened when she felt a certain bulge.

“Your packing…?” She whispered.

A devilish glint twinkled in your eye, “Yes my love, I’m packing…”

Larissa gulped. You never wore your dick ahead of time unless Larissa was in trouble.

“Sit on the edge of the desk.” You told the blonde.

As Larissa did so, you removed your trousers and underwear to reveal the largest strap you owned. Larissa’s eyes widened even more and her throat went dry.

“Let’s see if we can fuck that brattyness out of you, hmm??” You tauntingly purred, “Come ride my dick, sweet slut…”

Larissa gulped and nodded slightly. She straddled you on the chair and lined up her soaked entrance to your dick. But she hesitated and looked up to you.

“I… Ma’am…? I don’t think… I can fit…” Larissa practically whispered, her face turning red in embarrassment.

“Oh baby…” you slid into Larissa as you spoke, “We’ll make you fit…”

Larissa’s breath hitched and her whole body exploded with sparks as she sunk down on you.

“It’s… Its so much… Ma’am please…” Larissa whimpered.

“Shhhh, relax sweet slut… take what your given like a good girl…” you purred into the blondes ear, as you began thrusting up into Larissa.

Larissa immediately reacted by meeting your thrusts and spewing out whimpers and mewls in response. You placed your hands on her hips and guided Larissa up and down your length at an even quicker pace.

“OhHhHHh Fuck Ma’am… feels so good don’t stop please… so full…” Larissa moaned out.

“Oh my, my poor slut can’t even make sentences even more…?” you taunted.

~~~

You continued to thrust into the blonde, quickly turning your thrusts into thorough pounding. By now, Larissa was crying and screaming out in pleasure. She’d already cum twice and you weren’t letting up.

“FUCK please too much!! Oh GOD YES…!!” Larissa screamed as she was quickly approaching her third climax.

But suddenly the desk phone rang…

Larissa’s eyes widened as she realized about the parent conference. She tried to stop and grab the phone but you continued to pound into her.

“Nun uh… You’re going to stay right here, bouncing on my cock, while you talk to those innocent parents… on speaker.” you wickedly purred.

Larissa whimpered as she reached to grab the phone which was still ringing. She clicked the answer button as well as the speaker. But before she could say anything, you had latched your lips into one of her nipples.

“Uh… yes hello this is… this is Larissa Weems…” Larissa chocked out, trying to contain her moans and cries of pleasure.

“Hi there principal weems, this is Mrs. Sinclair! I was calling for the quarterly parent conference about Enid.” The phone on the voice spoke.

You had found a new angle in which to pound into the blonde, which made it even harder for Larissa to think coherently, let alone respond.

“AhHh, yes. Miss Sinclair! Well… fuck… what would you like… to know…?” Larissa groaned.

Larissa quickly hit the mute button and met your gaze.

“I’m close please M’mmm gonna cum please can I please…??” Larissa cried out, as you continued to pound into her.

“Unmute yourself and you may cum…” you purred.

Larissa bit her lip nervously and unmuted the phone. She came and quickly muffled her screams in your neck, as her walls clenched around your dick for the third time.

In doing so, Larissa had missed everything what Mrs. Sinclair had said. This is when you stepped in.

“I’m sorry, but can Ms. Weems call you back? Thank you so much for understanding.” You said before hanging up the phone.

You then quickly took Larissa off your dick, making her whimper from the sensitivity. You turned her around and guided her to lean over her desk.

“Ma’am…?” Larissa pled, “Ma’am please… too much I’m sorry please…” as her ass wiggled in anticipation.

“Color, ‘Rissa?”

“Green…” she whimpered.

“good girl…” you purred, before sliding into her sensitive cunt yet again.

But you didn’t move. Not yet.

“Tell me what you what, sweet slut…” you purred.

“GOD fuck me please fuck me!!” She screamed.

And you happily obliged…

~~~

You’d fucked Larissa so thoroughly that once you’d finally pulled out of the blonde, she was nothing but moans, whimpers, and screams. She had collapsed on the desk while you removed your strap, and then came back over to your lover.

“Hey baby, you ok…?” You caringly purred, cupping her cheek.

Larissa hummed and nodded lightly. You chuckled at how fucked out she was.

“I’ll be right back, ok baby?” You cooed, leaving the room and going to grab a warm washcloth.

When you got back, Larissa was still in the same position and trembling slightly.

“Can I clean you up, love…?”

Larissa nodded.

“I didn’t go too far did I? How about a bath after this?”

Larissa smiled lightly and nodded again.

Once you had cleaned the majority of her thighs and legs, you carried the blonde into her private bathroom, and drew a bath for the two of you.

You carefully placed Larissa in the warm water, when Larissa lightly grabbed you causing you to fall in the bath with her with your undergarments still on.

You both laughed at Larissa’s efforts to have you join her. Larissa immediately snuggled into your arms with a slight smirk on her face.

“Maybe I didn’t fuck the brattyness completely out of you, hmmm?” you teased.

Larissa shrugged lightly before dozing off in your arms.

[whore4gwen]

Everything & More･ﾟ･｡

Young!Larissa x Milf!Reader

A/n: I have a screenshot of the ask, but I can’t find the actual ask anywhere!?😭 I sincerely apologize & hope whoever gets to see it! Hopefully, whoever did ask, I hope you don’t mind that I changed the concept slightly.

It’s been way too long since I’ve written for dear Larissa. I hope this is acceptable.

Tags: age gap, slight guilt, oral sex, begging, humiliation, pet names, slights religious themes, brief face riding, volume control, slight orgasm denial, borderline obsessive Larissa, Larissa is NOT a minor, play it safe & go with 19, top Larissa, bottom reader, fingering, all consensual, down bad reader & a very down bad Larissa, I think that’s it lmk if I missed any!

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You knew it was wrong, but how could anything that wrong feel so good? A small gasp erupted from your chest as butterflies filled your stomach.

Larissa pulled your thighs, scooting you, as if possible, closer to her ravenous mouth. She feasted on your center voraciously, as if she had been starved.

“Ooh Larissa.” You moaned as quietly as you could, burying your finger tips within the strands of Larissa’s hair, riding her face.

Your legs clutched together, suffocating Larissa between your thighs; not that she minded though, eating you out was heaven, it was all she imagined that it would be and more.Larissa would gladly worship the very ground you walked on, expecting any fate you deemed fit. She just couldn’t get enough of you, your smell, taste, sound, it consumed Larissa’s every thought.

“I-I’m so so close, please!” You begged, eyes rolling to the back of your head.

Smirking, Larissa pulled away from your soaping core, “I would be quiet if I was you darling, it would be a shame if your daughter woke up and walked in on her mother, with her legs wide open, whoreing herself out to her daughters best friend.” Larissa teased in fake pity.

Groaning at yourself, you look away from Larissa, regret washing over you. Before you could think too much more about it, a bolt of ecstasy shot through you as Larissa pumped two fingers into you eagerly.

You quickly slapped a hand over your mouth, trying to muffle the sinful sounds threatening to fill the air.

“It turns you on, doesn’t it?” Larissa asked, licking a broad stripe up your clit. Confused, your brows furrowed, as you gave her a questionable look. Smirking again, “It turns you on having your daughters’ friend fuck you for anyone to see, for her to see, doesn’t it?”

Blushing, you quickly advert your eyes away from Larissas. The weight of her words gnawing at your chest. You want to feel more than a tinge of regret, but it’s so difficult when a sexy blonde is knuckles deep inside you. Larissa watches a hoard of emotions sweep across your face. She smiles menacingly at her small victory.

Everything is going exactly as Larissa anticipated. She got close to your daughter so she could get close to you, everything Larissa did, she did for you.

[chrissdollie]

a chaotic morning in the sturniolo household (not edited)

three of your kids sit at the table shoving breakfast into their hungry mouths. you walk over with more food, placing it down in front of them. "momma, i'm gonna be lateee!" your youngest boy whines, shoving another pancake down his throat. you head to a nearby mirror, fixing your makeup while you sigh. "josh baby, can't larissa's mommy take you to practice?"

joshua pouts at his twin brother for snatching the syrup out of his hands, not hearing your words. priscilla, sitting next to him, taps his arm gently to bring back his focus. "uhh no, she has a doctor's appointment!" he exclaims loudly, you shushing him softly after. "inside voices-- junior you're going to be late!" you yell down the hall to your eldest child. richie drops his fork onto his plate, wiping his sticky mouth with a sleeved arm. "oh mommy, chris got in trouble yesterday." he snitches, a conniving grin on his face. you pause on your lipgloss, turning your head to look back at your son.

"what kind of trouble?" you frown, raising an eyebrow. "a referral in mrs. bloom's class." junior walks out of his room with his backpack lazily slung over one shoulder. he fixes his messy brown hair out of his face before heading to the table to eat. "why?" your voice goes up a pitch. at that moment, your husband finally comes out of your shared bedroom, dressed and needing some coffee. "hi, honey." he stands behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. you smile lovingly before kissing (not really because you didn't want to mess up your fresh coat of gloss) his cheek and putting your makeup back into your purse.

"g'morning daddy! junior got a referral." richie smirks, his older brother shoving his arm as he does. priscilla takes her copy of 'the bell jar' off the table, getting off her chair and handing you field trip slip to sign. chris walks over to the coffee pot with raised eyebrows. "what happened bud?" he asks, wanting to hear his son out instead of making assumptions. his mini-me sighs, bouncing his leg under the table. "well it was in mrs. bloom's--" his dad cuts him off with a, "lady with the big bazoongas? ion really like her.."

"christopher." you snap your head away from your daughter to warn him. you give the slip back to priscilla, handing her pretty pink pen back as well. "guys we're already ten minutes late, lets go!" you call out, picking up your keys again. richard groans, "mommy can i go in your car??" he folds his arms with a sad frown, unconsciously grabbing onto his twin's shirt sleeve like a baby. your husband sits down next to him, putting his mug onto the table. "sorry dude, ya gotta come with me today, josh has soccer practice." he ruffles his boy's hair before patting his shoulder. priscilla pops up behind her dad after putting her stuff into her clean bag.

"hi daddy." she kisses his cheek sweetly. he smiles happily, always appreciative of his daughter's lovingness to her dad as a pre-teen. weird, isnt it? "mornin' sweetpea-" he starts. "junior, you can take it in the car, let's go!!" you clap your hands in a rush. the boy scoffs, shoving a pancake into his mouth to hold on to while he picks up his backpack from the floor. joshua gets up with him, hugging his brother before wrapping his arms around his dad's neck. "cya kiddos, make good choices!" chris dismisses, slapping both of their backs as they exit the house. you run into the dining room, holding richie's head as you give his hair a peck before smooching your husband. he dirtily tugs on your bottom lip with a small, quiet sigh when you pull back with a warning look.

"byebye scilla, remember to ask gianna about this weekend." you kiss your only daughter's cheek before opening the front door. "love you guys!" you yell out, hesitantly waiting for the response before stepping out. "love you momma!" richard and priscilla shout, followed by an "i love you sexy!" from your stupid husband. you giggle before shutting the door. "SHOTGUN!" junior shouts at the top of his lungs, the three hearing him from inside. "shut up!!" you whisper-yell.

weird ass shitty ass ending i know but remember this is not edited dont yell at me ty xx @leah-loves-lilies @imtalkinnonsense @star-sturn @junnniiieee07 @mattsneezing @freshloveee@freshsturns@emma4eva @r6diosturns @matthasmywholeheart @donthugmeimhot @blahbel668 @chrissturnsss @joanofarcily @mattscoquette @slutsturn @sturnioloremarker @ashley9282828 @jnkvivi @sturncakez @lanasturn @riasturns @st7rnioioss @strnlxlqve @starlace111

[weemssapphic]

Keeping Warm

Larissa Weems x f!reader

A little Kinktober surprise! 🎃❤️‍🔥

Words: ~2.2k | ao3 link in title

Content/warnings: nsfw (smut) - cockwarming, breeding kink, shapeshifted cock, mommy kink, use of pet names such as ‘kitten’

Larissa is sitting on the sofa in front of her fireplace, a glass of wine in one hand and a book in the other. You’re sprawled out on the rug in front of the fire with a book of your own, basking in the warmth. As you wiggle yourself into a more comfortable position, your t-shirt rides up a bit and reveals a sliver of skin - you shiver and let out a contented sigh as the prickling heat from the fire kisses your bare skin.

“Darling,” Larissa coos, and you turn your head to face her. She’s watching you intently, her face illuminated by an orange glow as icy blue eyes bore into your own, her pupils widening almost imperceptibly. Her eyes are hooded and her lips are parted as she begins to drink in your form - as she does so, she shifts in her seat, squeezing her thighs together.

“You look so delectable,” she breathes out, placing her wine glass on the side table and gently patting her thigh. “Would my darling girl like to come sit on mommy’s lap?”

With a shy smile, you push yourself off the floor and pad over to the blonde, your book forgotten on the rug in front of the fire. You stop in front of her, biting your lip as you slowly lower yourself to straddle her lap.

Larissa hums in delight and places her own book face down beside her, before placing her hands on your hips and leaning in for a kiss. Her lips are soft and warm - at first, they brush lightly against yours, her nose nuzzling your own as her hot breath ghosts across your lips. Then she presses harder, the kiss slowly turning passionate as her tongue swipes across your bottom lip. You allow her to deepen the kiss, her tongue exploring every crevice of your mouth before finding a rhythm with your own - all the while, her hands squeeze your hips more and more firmly, crimson nails digging into the soft flesh just above the waistband of your shorts.

She pulls away slightly, her breathing labored, and rests her forehead against yours. “Good girl,” she whispers, and a noticeable shiver runs down your spine. She smirks, dipping her fingers under the waistband of your shorts but not moving further. “Do you think you could do something for me, kitten?”

You think you know what she means as you grind down into her lap and feel her bulge beneath her skirt - Larissa lets out a soft “mmpf”, her eyes fluttering shut.

“Yes, mommy, anything.” Your voice is shaky and your cheeks rosy, and Larissa smiles softly and opens her eyes again as her fingers help you to tug your shorts down your legs, taking your underwear along with them and discarding both in a heap on the floor. Larissa’s hands come to rest on your thighs, rubbing and squeezing, and you let out a little whimper as her fingers come dangerously close to your pussy.

“Are you wet for me?” she husks and you nod, spreading your legs as far as you can and allowing her to dip her fingers into your cunt. A gasp escapes your lips as Larissa runs a finger gently through your folds, gathering your wetness and smearing it over your clit - once, twice, then retracting her hand and making you whimper with need.

“Shh,” she coos. “Open up.” 

You open your mouth, allowing Larissa to place her finger on your tongue. It’s coated in your arousal and you can feel yourself grow even wetter as you eagerly suck the digit, before releasing it with a pop.

“I love it when you follow my orders, it makes me so hard,” Larissa says, choosing that moment to buck her hips against your cunt - you can feel how hard she is, and you bite your lip to stifle a groan. Larissa smirks and her hands fall to her own skirt - she hikes it up over her hips and your attention falls to her underwear. She’s big today and it makes you swallow visibly, drawing a light chuckle from Larissa’s lips.

“It’ll be alright, my darling girl. Just relax.”

Her hands grasp onto yours and she guides them to the waistband of her own underwear. You take over, tugging it down her legs and releasing her cock from where it strains against the thin, lace fabric. It stands immediately to attention and you feel your mouth begin to water, before strong fingers grip your chin and force you to meet Larissa’s hungry gaze.

“Do you think you’re up for it?”

You nod profusely and Larissa tuts, raising an eyebrow. “Words, kitten. Mommy needs words.”

“Yes, I’m up for it,” you reply, your voice breathy as you subtly grind into Larissa’s lap, desperate for even a little bit of friction against your aching clit. “Mommy,” you add with a sheepish smile.

“Good girl.” Larissa smiles warmly and places your hands on her hips, gently tugging you upwards - you place your hands on her shoulders and raise yourself up as Larissa helps you line your entrance up with her cock.

She grasps the throbbing member, running it teasingly through your folds and drawing a filthy moan from your throat, which is quickly cut off as the tip of Larissa’s cock slips into your cunt. Larissa’s hands go to your waist, squeezing gently and drawing soothing circles with her thumbs as she waits for you to adjust, for your grip on her shoulders to loosen a little.

You wiggle your hips a bit and sink down further - Larissa tilts her head back and watches you with hooded eyes, her jaw slackening and her breathing stuttering as your walls draw her in, clenching desperately around her girth. 

Once she’s completely sheathed inside of you and your pelvis is resting against hers, you feel Larissa’s right hand come to rest on your lower back, fingers splayed out as she tugs you flush against her. Her lips meet yours for a searing kiss and you whimper, feeling Larissa’s breath hitch at the needy sound. Your hands are still resting on her shoulders and you begin to brush your thumbs faintly across her clavicles.

Larissa pulls away, a serene smile on her lips as she adjusts herself slightly beneath you and lets out a soft hum. “Now, mommy wants to relax a bit… Do you think you could sit perfectly still for me, darling, just like this?”

“Y-yes, mommy, it- mmpf - it feels good.”

“It feels good for me, too,” she whispers, using her left hand to gently guide your head to rest in the crook of her neck, before picking up her book from the sofa.

You let out a contented sigh, not missing the way that Larissa shivers as your breath tickles the side of her neck. You nuzzle your nose against the soft, sensitive flesh of her pulse point, breathing in the scent of her skin and allowing it to relax you - Larissa smells like home, she always has. Larissa’s hand dips under the hem of your shirt and strokes your lower back soothingly.

You try to keep perfectly still on Larissa’s cock, just as she instructed you to, allowing her to continue reading. She’s warm inside of you and it feels so good - you can’t deny that you’re still a bit turned on, and it’s hard to stop yourself from squirming. Every so often, your walls clench involuntarily and Larissa lets out a shaky breath, shifting subtly against you but never fully thrusting. You want to be a good girl - you really do - so you try to focus on the warm, safe feeling of being completely full, in an effort to distract yourself.

“Mommy?” you whisper.

“Yes, kitten?” Larissa whispers back, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head.

“Will you read to me?”

You feel Larissa’s lips spread into a smile as they press against your head and she whispers a soft, “of course”.

Her voice is soothing and gentle as she begins to read to you, and you can feel the vibrations of her voice against your cheek:

“For with eyes made clear by many tears, and a heart softened by the tenderest sorrow, she recognized the beauty of her sister’s life–uneventful, unambitious, yet full of the genuine virtues which ‘smell sweet, and blossom in the dust’, the self-forgetfulness that makes the humblest on earth remembered soonest in heaven, the true success which is possible to all.”

Your lips find Larissa’s pulse point as she continues to read and you kiss it softly, reverently. Larissa lets out a hum, which turns into a soft gasp as your teeth graze her neck. Your tongue follows the path of your teeth, flicking at her skin with gentle kitten licks.

“You little minx,” she breathes out, but she doesn’t sound upset. Instead, she places her book down and curls her hand into your hair, gently stroking your scalp. You feel her hips shift slightly, her cock brushing against your sweet spot - it makes you moan against her neck, your grip on her shoulder tightening as your walls clench again.

“Is this - oh - is this alright?” Larissa asks as she thrusts her hips, her breathing picking up. You respond with a thrust of your own, your lips curling into a coy smile as a broken groan tears from her throat.

“Mommy?”

“Hmm?”

“I need you…”

Larissa’s eyes meet yours, unadulterated lust swirling in enlarged pupils. She looks famished, as though she’ll devour you at any second - she lunges forward, her lips crashing against yours and her tongue parting your lips. You swallow her moans as she begins to buck her hips up to meet yours - you feel the coil in your abdomen tightening as she hits seemingly every nerve-ending inside of you, bringing you to new heights of pleasure.

“Does my girl want to be fucked?” she murmurs against your lips. Her use of profanity causes you to whimper - Larissa rarely curses, only in the heat of the moment. You love knowing how turned on she is. “Does my girl want to be bred?” 

Your eyes roll back in your head in pleasure and you whine, feeling an unbearable heat prickling your skin that has nothing to do with the roaring flame in the fireplace behind you.

“Answer me, my darling,” she purrs, her eyes sparkling with desire and affection.

“Y-yes - mmh - mommy. P-please, breed me - oh, God… Fuck me.”

Larissa wastes no time in doing just that - she picks up the pace of her thrusts and, God, does it feel good, and you can feel your brain start to go fuzzy as your knees turn to jello.

“Please, kiss me,” you gasp. Larissa’s lips find yours, passionate and sloppy, and her hot breath fills your lungs as you swallow her broken moans and grunts and she swallows yours in turn.

Her hips snap up to meet yours and you feel yourself barreling towards release. Your fingers twitch against Larissa’s shoulders, your nails digging roughly into her skin and her own grip on your waist tightens in response. 

“M-mommy, I’m g-gonna - can I c-cum? Please.” Your mind is slowly emptying itself of everything except a hazy, fuzzy pleasure and you start to feel desperate, your eyes fluttering shut.

“Wait for mommy,” Larissa grunts. “And watch me while I cum.”

You obey, opening your eyes and trying your best to stave off your own orgasm as Larissa pounds into you. Her cheeks are flushed and her eyes are half-lidded and hazy, and there are tiny beads of sweat collecting at her temples - she’s never looked more beautiful than in this moment, you think, and you want to push her over the edge.

“Cum inside m-me,” you whisper, just loud enough for Larissa to hear. Her eyes roll back in her head and she whimpers as, with one more thrust, her jaw goes slack and she empties her load inside of you. 

The feeling of that warmth combined with Larissa’s pornographic moan as she cums sends you tumbling over your own peak. You feel the hot coil inside of you snap, your orgasm cresting and crashing over you like a wave. A soft cry escapes your lips as you feel your walls clench around Larissa’s cock, drawing her in once again. 

Her thrusts slow as you fall forward against her - her strong arms wrap around you and hold you close. Your breathing is heavy and erratic, and strangely in sync with Larissa’s, and it makes you chuckle breathily - she chuckles in return and kisses your temple, reaching up and brushing a stray lock of hair off your forehead. She tucks it lovingly behind your ear and gently strokes her fingers along your jaw.

“My darling girl took me so well,” she murmurs against your skin. “You did so well for me, love.”

You blush, a serene smile gracing your features.

“I’m going to shift ba-”

“No.” You feel your cheeks burn and bury your face in the crook of Larissa’s neck. “Sorry, I just meant… could we stay like this for a bit?”

Larissa smiles warmly, her gaze filled with tenderness as she looks down at you. “How about I get you cleaned up and then we can spoon in bed, alright, darling?”

“Okay,” you hum. “Thank you.” You feel Larissa’s arms tighten around you, her cheek nuzzling the top of your head. 

“I love you,” she whispers.

“I love you, too.”

x

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I would like to add she’s also a bottom

Larissa Weems has baby energy

[iamnotoriginalphil]

Accidents Happen (Larissa Weems x f!Reader)

Synopsis: When you accidentally send the wrong person a text, you didn't expect something so good to come from it.

Words: 3.2k

Warnings: smut, face sitting, alcohol, masturbation, swearing

Sitting in the staff meeting was turning into torture. When you weren’t staring down at the smooth surface of the table you were doing your best not to stare at your boss. Larissa Weems; the woman of your dreams. Sometimes literally.

Her voice was washing over you and the words meant little but the cadence, the pitch, the tone, it was all making you melt. When your eyes darted up towards her, her red lips were pursed and you thought you should tune back in. She wasn’t hiding how perturbed she was.

But the way her blue eyes flashed and her body tensed only made heat flow over your skin.

Your eyes met hers, just for a moment, and you bit down on your bottom lip to keep from moaning audibly. They passed over you and it was like you could breath again. But then you were left staring at her.

Her figure hugging dress had your mouth turning dry. Her hair begged to have your fingers buried in it, messing it up. Her lipstick deserved to be smudged by your lips.

You wanted to taste every inch of her and hear her moan in your ear and make her tremble from your touch.

She dismissed you all, the rest of the staff going their own seperate ways as you fumbled with your phone. Only one person could understand your thoughts and your feelings and would listen to your rambling text message.

She looked so fucking hot today. Seriously. She has a face that was made to sit on. And that voice. It should be illegal to sound that good. I just want to hear her moan my name. Is it bad to say that when she’s angry all I can think about is sinking to my knees and submitting to her? Yeah there’s definitely something wrong with me. But today in the staff meeting she was clearly upset and all I was thinking about was helping her work out that anger. In any way she wanted. Ideally with my body. I didn’t even know what she was upset about. I can’t focus when she looks like that. I need to go have a cold shower.

You ran headlong into a warm body, hand clenching around your phone. You stumbled back, a hand grasping your arm above the elbow to keep you from falling on your ass. You looked up, finding blue eyes sparkling down at you, lips curling up into a smile.

“Sorry,” you muttered, immediately looking away from Larissa, stepping back, “I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

The phone in her hand dinged. You took another step back from her.

“Great meeting,” you said, “really… informative.”

“I’m glad you thought so,” she said, smiling at you.

“Anyway, I should go… do some work,” you said, “that’s what you pay me for, after all.”

She chuckled. You flushed at the sound, not quite meeting her eye. You shuffled around her, continuing your journey down the hallway. You looked down at the phone clutched in your hand. Text sent. Probably for the best. It would stop you rambling on and on about Larissa and everything you wanted to do with her. You locked the phone, cursing yourself for that fumbled conversation and your inability to think straight around her.

And missed the way she stopped in the hallway, looking down at her phone before shooting an interested look at you over her shoulder.

There was nothing like stressed students to knock Larissa from your mind. It was hard to think all the dirty thoughts you loved to indulge in when teenagers were demanding your attention. Reading half written essays and answering questions about the exam was almost as good as a cold shower.

You locked your classroom at the end of the day, desperate for a long hot bath and a good bottle of wine. The morning felt as if it happened about a million years ago rather than just a few short hours. You didn’t even care about food, happy to make do with the slightly old bag of Doritos and the block of chocolate you’d been trying really hard not to devour in one sitting.

Shutting yourself into your quarters you let out a long breath. A long day and a lot of students and you were ready to indulge in something a lot more interesting than thinking about how the quadratic equation would influence the future of a bunch of teenagers.

You sunk into the warm water of your clawfoot tub, leaning back with a soft sigh, wine bottle dangling from your fingers. Closing your eyes, you brought to mind the staff meeting earlier. Larissa, eyes flashing, lips forming words you couldn’t quite hear, long fingers gesturing as she spoke. You shifted, knees falling apart as the fingertips of your free hand began to trail over your skin.

Cupping one breast, you arched up into your own touch, imagining those painted nails on your skin. You took another swig of your wine, head tipping back. Pinching at your hardening nipple, heat began to gather between your thighs. You slowly rolled it, picturing the look on Larissa’s face if it was her touching you. Those blue eyes watching you as you arched up, lips falling open, her name a whisper on your tongue.

You took your time before you let your hand slip further down. Sliding a finger through your folds, you gathered your wetness on your fingertip before you began to circle your clit. It was so easy to imagine her, hovering above you, those perceptive eyes taking in every single stutter in your breathing. You moaned, finger pressing to your entrance.

A loud knocking rung through your quarters. The bottle of wine in your fingers slipped, barely able to catch it before it smashed against white the bathroom tiles. You sat up so suddenly some of the water sloshed over the side. You waited a moment.

The knock came again.

You sighed, standing from the bath, the throbbing between your legs growing duller but no more insistent. You slung your robe on, checking in the mirror to make sure you weren’t showing anything you shouldn’t to a visitor. Happy everything was covered, the bottle of wine still dangling between fingers, you pulled open your door.

“Oh.”

Larissa was standing on the other side of the door, an odd look in her eye. The smile was gone, and you had to fight against the impulse to step further away from her.

“You weren’t at dinner,” she said, forgoing a proper greeting.

“I wasn’t,” you agreed, “was I meant to be?”

“I was hoping to talk to you,” she said.

“Oh.” You didn’t have an appropriate answer, “about what?”

“About how I have a face that was made to be sat on.”

You froze, ice filling your veins and your blood draining from your face.

“What?” Your voice didn’t sound like your own, like it was coming from miles away.

“Also about how you plan on having me moan your name,” she said.

“I don’t…”

“And given you’ve made me think about this all day, I think it’s more than fair that you let me take this frustration out on you,” she said, “with your body.”

All you could do was stare at her. Her eye flicked down your body then back up to your face. There was a very intense throb between your legs at the look she was giving you.

“Or was this text not meant for my eyes?”

She held up her phone, showing you the long rambling text you thought you’d sent to your friend after the meeting. The ice melted into flames on your cheeks and your eyes widened.

“You weren’t meant to see that,” you said, fingers pressing to your lips.

“Perhaps I should come in,” she suggested, voice softening.

“You really don’t have to. In fact, why don’t you forget about it? Just delete the message and pretend this never happened,” you said, tripping over your words.

“I’d much rather talk about it.”

“Of course you would,” you muttered, holding the door open wider.

She stepped past you, brushing against your arm. You shivered, taking a deep breath before turning into the room. She was looking at one of the framed pictures you had on display, something from your time at college.

“You haven’t changed at all,” she said, flashing a smile over her shoulder at you.

“I’ve changed a bit,” you said, doing your best to keep calm. Even if your shame was plastered all over her phone.

She placed it down, turning with her hands clasped in front of her body. You weren’t sure how to talk about the text. The mix up. The way you’d tear her clothes off immediately if she just asked you to.

“I must say, that text was rather a surprise,” she said.

“I’m sorry,” you said, “it was completely unprofessional and I should never have sent it. Even if it wasn’t meant for you. And I totally understand if you need to take disciplinary actions. It’s sexual harassment at the least.”

“Do you want me to take disciplinary action?” she asked, eyebrows drawing together.

“…No?”

“I don’t want to do that either,” she said, face relaxing once again.

“Oh. Well. Good,” you said, not sure what to do with your hands, “and I’m sorry again.”

“It does place me in an odd position,” she said, “after all, when I thought this attraction was one sided I never thought I’d have to have this discussion.”

“What?” Her words weren’t making sense.

“Well, a one sided infatuation between a boss and their employee is only an issue if I try to coerce you into something you don’t want and doesn’t need anything done about it. But now we need to figure out what we’re going to do,” she said, eyes wandering down your body, “because I’ve spent all day picturing you sitting on my face and I’m determined to make that happen.”

You exhaled, a curse passing over your lips. Her eyes darkened.

“So what are we going to do?” she asked, voice turning husky.

“I’m going to sit on your face,” you replied, breathless and yearning for her touch.

“I was hoping you were going to say that.”

Her fingers found yours, plucking the bottle of wine from you, placing it down on your sideboard. She was close enough for you to smell her perfume, clinging to her like you hoped it would cling to you. You tilted your head up, watching her as she let herself gaze at you, lingering where your robe was tied closed.

Her hands cupped your cheeks, skin warm against yours. She hovered, just a moment longer, stretching out your anticipation. The first press of her lips was like heaven. The second was transcendent. The third had you gasping, burning for more.

Her hands trailed down your body as her tongue licked into your mouth. You made a keening noise, your own hands finally finding a place on her body, grasping her hips as if they were your lifeline. She wrapped you in her arms, body pressing to yours, making your head spin. She kissed you deeper, mapping your mouth as your muffled moans filled the room.

Her fingers found the tie of your robe, slowly tugging on it until it came free. She stepped back from you, lipstick smudged and eyes dark. They swept down your body, parting your robe, gently pushing it from your shoulders.

An impulse to cover your body with your arms sprung up, standing there under her wandering gaze. She caught your arms, fingers curling around your wrists as her eyes swept over you.

“You’re so beautiful,” she murmured, “entirely too delectable.”

You felt your cheeks heat as she continued to stare at you.

“Let me taste you, darling.”

You weren’t going to deny that request. She lifted you, so easily, in her arms, encouraging you to wrap your legs around her waist. You kissed her that time, needing to feel more, to taste her yourself. Her hands were on your skin and she was kissing you deeply and all you wanted was to give her anything she asked for.

She lowered you onto your bed, slow and careful, crawling over your body. Her lips trailed down your throat, teeth scraping against skin. You arched up and she chuckled, low in her throat and muffled against your body.

“Don’t worry, darling,” she said, those blue eyes finding yours again, “I’ll take care of you.”

Her lips wrapped around one nipple and it was so much better than your imagination had been able to come up with. The throbbing between your legs, not having quite dimmed since she’d interrupted your night, was becoming more insistent. The way she sucked had you gasping her name, fingers burying in her hair, uncaring of the pins within it. Her tongue flicked over the hard bud.

“Fuck,” you groaned, tightening your hold on her.

Her fingers skimming over your stomach, your muscles tightening beneath her touch. She kissed across your chest, giving the same attention to the other breast as her finger dipped into your heat. It ran through your folds, making your hips buck up, seeking out her touch. She sat back, looking down at you as she did it again, lips curling up in a smile. Your hands had fallen to her thighs, fingers digging in as you held on, her skirt rucked up.

“All this for me?” she asked.

She withdrew her finger, looking down at the wetness gathered on her fingertip. After considering it a moment, she drew it into her mouth. Your mouth fell open, watching her suck on her finger, tasting your arousal, eyes falling shut.

“You taste so good, my darling,” she purred, blinking her eyes open.

She climbed off you, ignoring your small whine. She repositioned herself on the bed, her head resting on your pillow. Crooking a finger at you, she lay back, waiting for you to join her. You straddled her waist, looking down on her.

You lent down, kissing her, hoping to convey exactly how much you wanted her. How much you’d always wanted her. She hummed into your mouth, hands running down your back until they landed on your hips.

“I want to keep tasting you,” she murmured against your lips, tugging on your hips.

You allowed her to guide you up her body but hesitated as you reached her face.

“Please, darling.”

You looked down into her blue eyes, finding them blown wide as she stared up your body.

“I don’t want to smother you,” you said, voice quiet.

“You won’t,” she replied instantly, “and if it feels like you might I’ll tap your leg three times, just like this.”

She tapped your thigh with her fingers. You nodded, slowly lowering yourself onto her face. Her hands wrapped around your thighs, pulling you down more firmly. You settled, hands finding purchase on your headboard.

Her tongue ran through your folds and your head fell back, a moan falling from your lips. She did it again, this time humming as she did so. The vibration wracked through your body, your hips rutting against her. Her fingers dug in, nose nudging against your clit.

“Fuck, Rissa,” you groaned, fingers tightening on the headboard.

You’d already been worked up before she’d interrupted, your own hand doing a good enough job. This was so much better. It paled in comparison. Fire was licking through your veins, and she was feasting on you like you were feeding a starving woman. Your hips were rocking against her as her tongue dove into you, driving you higher and higher.

You were beyond caring if you were too heavy or were suffocating her. She was moaning into your cunt, clit between her lips, tongue running over you. Her name was a prayer on your lips and desperation was your closest companion. She was so good at it. A master of your body.

The coil within you was tightening, the wave threatening to crest over you. But she was taking her time, exploring every inch of you. You looked down, finding her eyes trained on you. She gave a sharp suck to your bundle of nerves, eyes smouldering at your breathless curse. Hazily, you thought maybe she was paying close attention to every single response you had to her.

She loosened her hold on your hips, allowing you to begin to rock against her face again. But by that point she’d turned teasing, slowing down, never quite touching you how you wanted. You groaned her name, looking down at her, trying to seem scolding. Just as you did, her tongue thrust into you, fucking you like you’d been hoping she would.

You moaned, rocking your hips faster as her tongue drove into you. Her fingers were digging into your thighs hard enough to leave bruises and you were beginning to feel light headed. You ground down, almost chanting her name, doing anything you could to chase your pleasure. She moaned again and your orgasm crashed over you. Tensing above her, fingers aching from how tightly you were holding onto the headboard, a soundless scream came from between parted lips.

Her hold on you softened, kitten licks cleaning you up. You shuddered, oversensitive and still twitching. You pried your fingers from the headboard, looking down at her. She was watching you, eyes crinkled from smiling. You lifted yourself from her face, heating from the glistening arousal on her skin.

You fell to the bed beside her, boneless and satisfied. Her arm curled around your waist, pulling you to her body. The other hand came up, wiping at her face, seemingly amused at what she found. Reaching up, you turned her face towards you, kissing her until you could taste yourself on her tongue.

“Well, darling?” she asked.

“Well what?” you asked.

“Was my face made to be sat on?” she asked.

“Definitely,” you hummed, kissing her again.

She was slow to pull back, indulging in the kiss for a long minutes. When she did, you whimpered, trying to kiss her again. She chuckled, ducking past your lips, standing from the bed.

“Where are you going?” you asked, watching her walk towards your bathroom, still fully clothed, hair rumpled and makeup smeared.

“Did I interrupt your bath?” She turned in the doorway to look at you.

“Yeah,” you replied.

“The water’s cold now but we could finish that bottle of wine in a new one,” she suggested.

“Yes.”

You climbed off the bed, rushing over to her on shaking legs. She caught you, looking down at you with such fondness. She tucked your hair behind your ear, bending down to kiss you again. You sighed into her mouth, pressing against her as the chill of the air began to pluck at your skin.

“Bath time,” she muttered against your mouth, pulling back.

“Bath time,” you agreed.

You definitely got to hear her moan your name.

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You sat towards the side of the room closest to the window, the hot sun rays shining through the glass and casting a comfortable warmth over you. Your pen moved between your fingers, sometimes stopping to take notes or to rest on your lips while you thought about what was said, sometimes never leaving the paper as you covered the blank pages with ink as your art filled each one.

The latter seemed to be the only thing helping you get through this meeting..

Her voice, strong, powerful, demanding, rang through the room as the all familiar pointer darted from board to board when she connected them with each of her main points. Everyone else was paying attention, or at least seemed to be, but you had long gone ditched the effort after she threw you another question.

When you took a moment to look around at your coworkers, you saw them all taking down the notes that were written down time and time again or looking up to the front as the tall blonde spoke about issues or upcoming events. They were all so loyal, so easily manipulated, that it pained you to acknowledge the sight, so you turned the next page and replayed your actions from the start.

Larissa seemed to notice this, to see how you had gone through pages of no sustenance, of no quality as you filled them with art instead of everything important that she had been saying for the past hour - it made a growl threaten to come out as it got stuck in her throat.

"Professor L/N…" Her voice rang out with your name for the second time that day as the meeting was near its end, "Care to explain what I had just spoken of?"

At the sound of your name, your head turned up slowly, the disinterest in your eyes apparent as you met hers. You were waiting for when she would call upon you again, and a sly smirk graced your features at the opportunity to call her suspicions of your inattention wrong.

"Outreach Day," you said as you looked around for the attention of your coworkers, before turning back and meeting a growing fire behind sapphire eyes, "is a day for normies and outcasts to work together and show that there is not that big of a difference between the two. We are all people in one way or another, and the day is one to improve relations between the two parties."

She took her bottom lip between her teeth, and the sight made your breathing still. As one of her eyebrows quirked upwards, you reveled in the knowledge that she was satisfied with your answer, and she was wrong about your actions. Before she was about to speak again, you decided to push it a step forward, not knowing exactly how much she thought you had taken in.

"It's next week - Friday, to be exact. We're gathering after 2nd period, and lunch is to be spent in Jericho. We hand each student their designated location then head out to the front of the school to load the busses. If all goes well, we'll all be back before 7pm."

You could feel everyone's eyes darting between the two of you. These moments weren't rare, especially in meetings, but they never failed to build an unbreathable, restricting tension within whatever room you two currently occupied.

"Thank you, Miss L/N.." She spoke through a smile as she turned back to the board beside her. There was a hint of something else there, something you couldn't quite put your finger on, but it made your heart race; the lightness found within her voice something new and awfully contrasting what you normally received. "Nice to see someone being so attentive to my words.. That is everything for today. If you all have any questions, don't be afraid to speak to me or send me an email."

The room filled with small chatter and light shuffles as every professor began collecting their things. It always made you chuckle, since it was so similar to the way your students left for class: hurried, more relaxed, filled with a bit more excitement.

When you stood from your chair, you pulled your bag onto your shoulder as you took another look outside. Though, it was as if your peace was always interrupted by her, as you heard her call for your attention.

"L/n, I'd like to see you in my office." You were just about to leave, but your name with her voice attached to it made you stop all movement and turn around. You watched as she collected her own items, the lack of honorific making you frown.

"Okay.. I'm just going to drop my things in my classroom and-"

She walked past you as she spoke, only looking at your for a sliver of a second before she stopped by the door. A crease between her brows formed, and her back straightened when you met her side so she could tower over you.

"Immediately." There was no waver in her tone, no room for you to respond as the space next to you had quickly become empty. You never understood how it became like this.

But, alas, you listened anyway.

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You caught the door just after she slipped in, making note of how little she currently thought of your presence, before making way into her office. The room never failed to interest you - the mirrors on the ceiling, the beautiful fireplace, the golden light from the chandeliers, the grand window all being built to utter perfection.

You found it a shame to never be in here with something good laying ahead.

You placed your bag by the door, before turning to face the blonde. She was half way into the room, ready to make home at her familiar desk and spend the next several hours clearing her inbox, as you stayed near the grand entryway. You watched as she placed her laptop onto the middle of her desk, before turning around to face you.

She noticed the distance you kept and considered finding joy in making you come closer, but the way you fiddled with your thumbs, the way your gaze shot around the room told her that you didn't quite know why you were in here this time. Though she found it adorable, she used the thought to make your situation worse.

She rested an arm against the back of one of the chairs in front of her desk, before her voice echoed into the space. "Do you have a clue as to why I've pulled you in here?"

Her gaze burned over your body, moving from your face down to your feet and back up again. The way she took in your form so intensely made you squirm ever so slightly, but it was something that didn't go unnoticed by the blonde. A smile slowly rose to her face as silence continued to fill the room, finding joy in the difference between you in the meeting and you now alone with her. She loved playing this little game with you, loved toying with you in ways she thought she would never bring to light.

"No, Ms.Weems.." Your eyes met hers as you spoke, and you were unprepared for the challenging look she thew your way. You allowed yourself to take her in with all her power, the way her dress draped over her curves perfectly, the way her hair didn't have an imperfect curl, how her hands moved when she spoke, how her tongue came out to wet her lips after each sentence-

She looked at you expectantly, one of her hands coming to rest on her hip as her head tilted to the side ever so slightly. In your moment of rare admiration, you had missed everything she had said.

"I apologize, but I've seemed to miss what you had said. Could you-"

“I’d hate to repeat myself, Professor L/N.” She glared at you, her professional mask near slipping as she stood her ground.

You hated feeling so small, hated the way she constantly made you feel, maybe even hated her.. She always expected from you, always challenged you in ways that made your blood boil, her tone and constant annoyance with you making a lightness settle in your arms, clouding you over with anger.

You finally snapped.

“You know what? I am so sick and tired of the way you always belittle me. It’s exhausting even attempting to please you, and it seems like whatever I do is never perfect enough, never good enough for you. I have absolutely no idea what I did to you to get this kind of treatment, but I'm so tired of getting punished for a simple human mistake, for having my actions read into, for having every little thing I do be picked at. I hate to say it, Larissa Weems, but you're going to have to repeat yourself this time.“

By the end of your spew of anger, you had successfully pushed and pinned her against her desk, one hand poking onto her collarbone while the other rested on the side of her on the desk as her backside dug into the dark wood.

You were so close, closer than you had ever been to the woman. You could smell her perfume as it overtook your lungs, feel the heat of her own breath against your skin, see her chest heave and brush against yours as your fit of anger seemed to finally get your thoughts across - the fact had made nerves settle back into you, stealing any confidence the anger had given you.

In your moment of faltering, words slipped from your mouth, barely above a whisper but still equal in their anger. “Why do you hate me so much?”

As you looked into her eyes, there was a darkness that filled them that was different than the one you had met several times before. Maybe it was the way you finally snapped, maybe it was the way you dominated her for even just a moment, but something within her had changed, slipped, forcing itself to the forefront before she could act otherwise.

She flipped your positions, one of her hands grabbing onto your hip as the other held your jaw in a firm grip. The sharp edge of the desk settled against your lower back as you slowly got pressed against it more and more. In the quick movements, you reached out your hands for stability only for one of them to grip the fabric of her dress and successfully pull her closer, while the other shot behind you to balance you against the desk.

She tilted your chin up, forcing your gaze to hers as she took in your features. A deep blush settled on your cheeks at the close proximity, and you found yourself getting drunk on her perfume. There was a roughness found within her dominance as her eyes landed on your lips and stayed here as she spoke, making warmth spread throughout your body.

“It’s quite the opposite actually..” Her lips ghosted over yours as she spoke, causing a whimper to leave your throat. The sound only urged her actions forward, one of her legs pushing under your skirt and between your thighs as she completely cornered you. "Do you want this, Y/n?"

The way your name left her mouth shot warmth to your core - there was a softness to it that made your heart swell, but it was overshadowed by the undeniable lust that filled her entire being.

"Please.."

You watched as her smirk turned sinister, as her eyes darkened when she placed her hand around your throat and loved how perfectly it look there, as the last of her resolve crumbled away when she squeezed slightly causing your hand to latch around her wrist and your eyes to flutter shut as a broken moan left you.

Her lips crashed into yours, and it seemed like a crime to wish for air. The kiss was messy, it was desperate, but it was oh so perfect. Her tongue swiped along your bottom lip, and you didn't think twice about allowing her entrance. The way her tongue felt against yours had you fighting to hold back moans, but nothing could slip past Larissa.

She pulled away when she noticed, a trail of saliva between your lips, as she enjoyed the way you chased her. Her voice was dark, low as it rumbled in her chest, delicious as she tilted your head and spoke next to your ear. "Don't you dare hide those beautiful sounds from me. I want to hear them falling from your lips as I fuck you like the wonderful slut you are. Will you do that for mommy?"

The way her voice ghosted over your ear, delivering delicious promises to you made you shudder and swallow hard. The pure need coursing through your body made you roll your hips against her thigh. The contact made you arch into her and your words come out in a moan. "Yes, mommy.."

She made quick work of getting rid of your shirt, marking any skin her lips came into contact with immediately after. Her tongue pressed against the side of your neck as her fingers pushed under your bra and swiped over your nipples. You couldn't help but moan out in pleasure, the desire for her building by the second.

"See? That wasn't so hard.." As she spoke, her hands quickly moved to unclasp your bra, letting it fall to the floor as her mouth watered at the sight of more of you. You moaned as she took one of your nipples into her mouth, the sensation shooting goosebumps across your body, causing you to grab onto her shoulders for stability.

It seemed as though she couldn't get enough of you, her actions calculated but filled with desperation. With your focus on her tongue, you had failed to notice one of her hands slipping under your skirt, until it traced against your slit. The action made your hips buck into her hand, the growing need for her apparent in your gaze.

She slipped her hand underneath the fabric and moaned into your ear at the arousal that had slipped out of you. "Gods, you're so wet for me, so desperate for mommy to fill you up, hmm?"

Just as you were about to respond, two fingers were pushed into your core, the stretch delicious and making a moan get caught in your throat. You moved your hips, loving the way her fingers curled in just the right spot, as your moans and whimpers grew louder.

"That's it, baby.. Ride my fingers like a good little whore.." Her words only surged you forward, the sweet feeling of release consuming you when her thumb started circling your clit. With a curl of her fingers and another touch against your sensitive bud, you came on her fingers as your body shuddered.

She pulled her fingers from you, admiring the slick that fell down against your inner thighs before holding them up to you. You took them in your mouth without question, swirling your tongue against her digits as you moaned at the taste of yourself. The sight seemed to be intoxicating for the blonde as her eyes never left the sight.

She pulled her fingers from your mouth and immediately took the rest of your clothes off. Her dress followed suit, the pale expanse of her body making itself known to you, and you couldn't help but stare. Once she noticed this, she lowered herself down, kissing you gently as she hands traced over your skin. The softness in the kiss was a welcomed one, though heavily contrasting the actions that were about to come.

She flipped you over, the cool wood of the desk only adding fuel to the flame building within you. You felt a new bulge form against you, only to let out a whimper after looking back and seeing her shifted cock against your core.

"You look so good underneath me.. gonna look so good taking mommy's cock.." She ran her cock along your slit, coating it in your juices as it rubbed against your clit each time.

You gripped the edge of the desk, holding your breath until she finally pushed into you. She groaned as she pushed into you, your walls immediately clenching around her as her hips met your backside. She pressed a kiss to your back before she spoke. "You take me so well, sweet thing…"

"Please, please, please, mommy.. I need-" You were cut off by your own moans, the feeling of her thrusting into you making your brain short circuit. Her pace was slow for only a moment, the sounds that left your mouth spurring her forwards to pound into you.

"You feel so good around mommy's cock, taking me so well.." You pushed your hips back with every thrust, meeting her own and seeing stars. She was so deep inside you, hitting your sweet spot with every pound, filling you up so well that your peak was building back up again. "Look at you so desperate for me.. sounding so beautiful when you take me.."

"I-I'm- fuck.. Please, let me cum.. Fill me up, just please don't stop-" Her nails dug into your hips to leave crescent marks there, her moans growing louder as she felt her own release building, and you were so good for her..

"How could I deny you when you ask so nicely… Cum around mommy's cock like a good little slut.." The room filled with your moans and the sound of your skin slapping together. With a few more rough thrusts of her hips, you came with her name on your lips, and she followed right after as your walls clenched around her cock.

She kept thrusting as she rode out her high, filling you with her hot seed. Your bodies shuddered, her thrusts coming to a stop and pulling out of you a few moments later. She placed kisses around your shoulders at your whimpers, the emptiness that made itself known making you look forward to the next time this would happen, in your tired state.

She took you in her arms, carrying you through her office and to her attached private quarters, before placing you gently on her bed. She disappeared for a few moments, allowing you to catch your breath and ground yourself, before coming back with a wet rag and a glass of water.

She guided the cup to your lips, helping and watching you drink some before putting the empty glass on her bedside table. The gentleness in her actions made your heart flutter, taking note of the contrast of her movements compared to the ones just moments before. After she cleaned you up, she came beside you and wrapped you in her embrace, and you immediately nuzzled your head in the crook her of neck.

The energy in the room from when this had all started had been completely removed, a newfound calm replacing all of it. Her hands traced along your skin as she placed kisses against your hairline.

"So.. it's the opposite, huh?" Your tone was playful and paired with the growing exhaustion the started to take over you. She laughed loudly, her sound rumbling in her chest and moving you as each one escaped. It was beautiful, and it made you wonder what else was hidden along with the woman you now saw.

She pulled you closer, wrapping the covers around you both before speaking again. "We'll talk about it over dinner later, hmm? Get some rest. After all… I'd hate to repeat myself.."

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𝐚/𝐧: HEHE HAHAH thiiiiisssss was so nice to write after not being able to do anything.

I traveled a lot this weekend, only for more to follow within the next week, so I wasn't able to post anything but ! i'm slowly working on my requests - I'm getting there

i've literally been thinking about this since I got it because I didn't know what route I was going to take but I really like how it ended up

Let me know if you'd like to be added to my taglist :) I hope you liked this one, anon. Thank you for the request

x,

~ 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐯𝐲𝐧

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𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: (tagged anyone who asked/wanted to be on the "all works" taglist)

@autumn-leaves-chasing-breeze @weemssapphic @readingtheentrails @finnja555 @barbarasstar @s-c-rambledeggs @vendocrap8008 @gwendolinechristieiscute @lilfartbox1 @agathaandgwenslesbian @lvinhs @elvira-dear @kimiinou

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