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[prettygreenpills]

Can Larissa have day 12? Shapeshifting dick and mommy kink please!!!!

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KINKTOBER day 12 | lactation kink, Larissa Weems

Good girls suck on them

warnings: lactation kink, shapeshifter!Larissa, gxg!smut, unprotected sex, reader is on a pill, soft smut(?)

“Issa?”

“Yes baby?” Larissa asked back as you were watching the promised film at the bedroom two of you shared.

“You know what we talked about few weeks ago, right?” You asked back, a little scared of her answer. Larissa didn’t seem to recall.

“What would that be?”

“Uhm… you agreed on that you will… breastfeed me if we can have sex without protection,” you said shyly and Larissa’s eyes grew wider.

“Yeah I remember now,” Larissa said and then the surprise disappeared from her face and a smile came up. “Why do you ask darling?”

“I thought… we could have sex now… and you could breastfeed me after,” you whispered and saw how Larissa smiled even wider.

“Are you really sure you want to have unprotected sex?”

“As long as the birthcontrol you bought me is really working…” you said being sure about that it was working.

“Come here sweetie,” Larissa pulled you onto her lap. The covers fell off of you and since you were always sleeping naked just like Larissa, it was a lot easier. When Larissa’s stone-hard cock was pressed against your thigh, your eyes shone. “What position would you like?”

“The one you can control me in the most mommy,” you whined out and Larissa understood. And the fact you called her Mommy…

Larissa immediately turned both of you. She was a strong woman. You were laying on the bed under her and you took a breath.

“Lift your legs up to your shoulders. Open up for Mommy,” Larissa’s voice went a tone darker than usually and you immediately did as she said so. You took your legs and pulled them up, being all spread out for Larissa.

Her eyes immediately wandered down to your core. You smiled for yourself and when Larissa lowered her body and you felt her eleven inch cock against your thigh again, all you could wish for was that she would enter you soon.

“You look so, so pretty for me like this,” Larissa whispered to you and you moaned softly at her words. While you were looking her into those sky blue eyes, she lined up her cock with you.

“Please mommy-“

“Shh baby, you’re gonna get what you want,” Larissa shushed you and you swallowed. Her hips lowered, her legs got closer to your thighs. The tip of her cock was pressed against you and Larissa was watching you asking for a permission.

“Go on,” you whispered and looked down. When Larissa realized the little bit of worries in your eyes, she lifted your chin and looked you deep into your eyes, assuring you about that it was all going to be okay.

“Tell me when it gets too much okay? Or if you want to stop.”

“I will,” you promised and with that sentence Larissa started sliding in.

It was a totally different feeling. You weren’t feeling the silicone of the condom. Her pulsating cock was sliding inside of you without any kind of protection and you had to say… you loved the feeling.

“Oh mommy-“ you moaned out when she filled you as much as she could. Larissa let out a quiet gasp and her eyes were closed for few seconds.

“You feel amazing baby. Hugging me so well-“ she moaned out and then she opened her eyes again.

A string of your hair fell in front of your face. Larissa tucked it behind your ear quickly and how soft her hand was…

“Is this okay baby?”

“Yes please!” You whispered with your eyes closed. Giving her a permission to move by that, you waited for her next step.

Larissa moved her hips. You could feel every single curve and vein on her cock, you were that tight. When she hit the highest spot possible, you arched in your back and bit on your lower lip with an intention to not be so noisy.

“Mommy-!”

“It’s okay baby, it’s okay,” Larissa started whispering to you and she was holding your legs so she had better access.

You nodded your head without even realizing it and clenched your teeth. You wanted her so bad, you needed her even more than before. When you opened your eyes and they fell onto her breasts, you whined.

“Would you like something little one?” She asked, panting.

“I- I wanna- can I?” You asked shyly and when Larissa looked where your eyes were, she smiled. Lowering her body between your legs, she supported her weight on her arms.

As her boobs got closer to your mouth, saliva started almost drooling from the corners of your lips. You quickly licked them clean and then you tilted your head, getting your chin a little upper, so you could reach that delicious bud. But what happened next was unexpected.

Larissa slid her hands between the bed and your body. She pulled you upper on the bed so you were half sitting, half laying. This position was probably the best for the plan you had but also for the plan she had. The butterflies in your stomach were getting wild when you saw her nipples even closer to your face, not talking about her cock which was fucking you so well.

You looked up at her. With big doe eyes, you asked for the permission and when Larissa gifted you with a warm smile, you leant in and took her nipple in between your lips.

“Just- suck on them like a good girl,” Larissa moaned softly and you closed your eyes, sucking on her nipple. Her hips started moving again and you… oh got this was all you wanted.

“Mhm-“ you moaned softly against her breath and continued in sucking on her nipple. Her body hitting yours. The feeling of her body was bringing you to the heaven and the fact she let you suck on her boobs…

“Oh my god- baby you’re doing so well for me,” Larissa moaned. She adjusted your hair with her hand and then she supported herself with it again.

The tickling in your stomach was slowly spreading in your whole body. Feeling like you didn’t have enough oxygen, you pulled away from Larissa’s breast and took a deep breath, focusing on her other, not so pink, nipple.

“Fuck Mommy-“ you let out a high pitched moan and tilted your head back. You even tried moving against her. Taking her deeper, feeling her better.

“Oh that’s it love. Can Mommy go a little faster?” She asked you softly and kept panting.

“Yes please!”

And Larissa did as she promised. Her speed picked up and you left your mouth opened, not being able to moan from the speed.

“Oh my god- baby-“

From how those words were leaving from her mouth, you knew that she was closer and closer to falling over the edge. And you were too.

You collected all of the strength you held in your body. Lifting your upper body, you reached for her bud and sucked on her nipple, to keep yourself shut.

“F-Fuck-“ you managed to moan out and you shook slightly on the bed.

“Cum with me love- cum for me-“

“Yes mommy!” You screamed out and with that your insides crashed like a vase. Your head flew back and your whole body was stretched out, your belly contracting. “Fucking hell-“

“Oh baby!” Larissa groaned and she shut her eyes. She was cumming too.

“Ugh my god-“ you let out a heavy breath. Feeling how your walls squeezed around her, you whined again and Larissa breathed out against your neck. She stayed like that for a few seconds and she kissed you onto your exposed neck.

“Okay?”

“Yeah,” you nodded your head along with your answer. Still laying under her with your eyes closed.

Larissa pulled out. She let out the quiet sigh of release. But what else fill the room was soft moan which rang in your own ears.

You didn’t even realize, and Larissa was laying next to you in the bed. You were both laying side-by-side. enjoying her presence, you turned to face her.

“Are you okay?” She asked you as you were facing each other. You smiled softly and nodded your head. Crawling closer to her, you curled up into a little ball and hid in her chest.

“Yeah,” you sighed into her chest and Larissa brushed your hair. She took her two fingers and lifted your chin. And you realized what she wanted. She kissed you onto your lips this time and you blushed.

“Is it okay if we rest a little now?” She asked softly and you swallowed.

“It’s more than okay. Thank you so much.” You said and then looked at her breasts.

“Oh? Are we still hungry for mommy’s milk?” She smiled at you and you blushed hardly.

“Mhm…”

“Come here then love,” Larissa smiled even more and prepared her breast for you. She massaged her nipple a little for you so she would get some milk out of them. And when you saw an almost see through drop, you immediately lapped her nipple and started sucking. “Oh, easy there,” Larissa chuckled and you closed your eyes.

You could feel how they rolled back into your scalp and the uncomfortable feeling of wetness in between your thighs.

“Mhm,” you murmured again and kept sucking.

“You seem so hungry my baby,” Larissa noted and you only breathed out. Sucking and swallowing her milk, you rubbed your thighs together and when Larissa’s hand started brushing your ass, you shivered. “You look so cute like this. Just take it easy baby.”

[artxssa]

Young Morticia and Larissa at the Rave'N <3

[xcxfun]

🎂🕷️ Goth Girl Birthday Vibes? Say no more. 🕷️🎂

If you're obsessed with that deadpan stare and gothic charm of Wednesday, this party set is everything you need for a killer celebration.

🖤 What’s Included:

✔️ 1 x 3-tier cupcake stand — haunted mansion, spider webs, bats & the iconic "Thing" hand ✔️ 7 x honeycomb table toppers — each with unique Wednesday poses, purple + black gothic design ✔️ Super easy to assemble, majorly aesthetic, and 100% Instagram-ready 📸

Perfect for:

🎉 Birthday parties 🎁 Gifts for Wednesday fans 🕯️ Dark-themed room decor 💅 Basically any event that needs a little spooky glam

So go ahead — throw a party that even Nevermore would be proud of.

[opossum-writes]

Mystery Man: Pt. 2

A/N: I might make a love triangle, but i’m not sure. I’ll make a poll.

WC: 2033

Pt. 1

~~~

I sit in the kitchen of my childhood home, eating some cereal with a cup of pigs blood. My father walks in, all dressed up for work. “Hey, kid. Where is Cub 2?” He asks, adjusting his tie. “Oh, she stayed at a friend’s house last night.” I answer, and he nods.

This is typically the part of everyday where he says goodbye and leaves, but for some reason he sat down across from me on the table. “Alright, kid. I’m gonna tell you something, and I want you to promise me you won’t tell anyone. Not even your sister or mother, okay?” He says, looking me in the eyes with a stern look.

“I probably won’t come home today. I don’t know what will happen to me, but I know that whatever happens, it won’t be good. You won’t see me again. I have written my will. It’s in the drawer on the left side of my desk.” He explains. Usually he’s a lot more cheerful.

“Wait, what?” I say. Father’s watch starts beeping, and he immediately gets up and grabs his briefcase. “I have to go. I love you, Y/N. Take care of your sister, okay?” He says as he opens the front door and steps out. Before leaving, he looks at me one last time and smiles.

The house then begins to change. Vines start growing all along the walls, the wood starts rotting away and plants start sprouting between the floor boards. The milk in my bowl of cereal goes bad and moldy. I get up, scared, and take a few steps back, but I bump into someone. I turn around and i’m face to face with my mother, but something is different. She looks like a rotten corpse. She smiles at me, her sharp fangs looking deadlier than usual. “You shouldn’t keep secrets from your family, Y/N.” She says, her voice distorted.

“I-I’m sorry, mother… I didn’t want to disappoint him!” I practically shout, tears running down my face. “Wake up!!” She screams.

~~

I jolt upright, sweating bullets. I look around me, and breathe a sigh of relief. It was just a nightmare. I’m okay.

I’ve been having nightmares reliving the last time I saw my father. It always starts the same way, but ends differently. That was probably the worst one so far.

I look over to my phone to check the time, and I immediately get out of bed when I realize i’m late for my first class.

I run toward my dresser and pull out my uniform. I grab my mask and put it on, and grab my backpack and run out of my dorm and down the hall.

~~

“Mr. Ashcroft! So glad that you could join us. Please take a seat.” The botany teacher, Ms. Thornhill, says. She has a polite smile on her face. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to sleep in! I think I forgot to set my alarm.” I explain. “It’s alright. Just don’t let it happen again, Y/N.” Ms. Thornhill replies, and gestures to the only open seat. It’s next to Enid.

I look at Enid, and she’s smiling. She excitedly pats the seat next to her. I sigh, and take a seat, placing my bag under the desk. “As I was saying…” Ms. Thornhill starts the lesson, but I tune it out. I rest my head in the palm of my hand, and retreat into my own mind. I can’t seem to stop thinking about my father.

Why did he want me to keep it a secret? What happened to him? And why? What did he do?? And why did he enroll Kat and I into Nevermore Academy? What is the importance of this school? He always does things for a reason. He always has some sort of plan. He doesn’t just make decisions for the hell of it. Why was it so important to him that he put it in his will?

As my mind swirls with question after question, I feel anger start to boil within me. Who killed him? What did he do to deserve it? Why would he make me keep a secret? Why me and not Kat? Or mother? He knows I hate secrets. They make me feel so guilty. He knows me better than I know myself, so why would he put me in this situation? Why?!

My thoughts are interrupted by my claws coming out and cutting my cheek. I immediately put my claws away and put pressure on the cut. “Oh my god! Are you okay?!” Enid asks, clearly worried. I don’t reply. The girl sitting across from me turns around to look at what happened. She has a blank expression on her face. “Move your hand.” She says. At this point, all eyes are on me. I do as she says and move my hand, revealing my bloody cheek. The cut was pretty deep. No matter how much pressure I put on it, the blood never stopped coming.

“You need stitches.” She says, and gets up, grabbing her black bag from underneath the table. She sets it down in front of me on the desk and grabs a pair of gloves, and surgical thread and needles, along with a pair of tweezers and some gauze and medical tape.

“Why the hell do you carry that around? Whats next, do you have an OR at home?” I say, confused. She doesn’t reply, and simply grabs Enid’s wrist and takes the scrunchie she was wearing and uses it to clean the blood. Enid is clearly not happy about it, but just lets Wednesday do it anyway. “Excuse me, Wednesday, my classroom is not a place to stitch a wound. Why don’t you escort Y/N to the school medic?” Ms. Thornhill suggests, but the girl, who I guess is named Wednesday, doesn’t say a word.

She puts down the blood soaked scrunchie, and ties the surgical thread to the needle and picks up the needle with the tweezers and starts suturing the cut. It’s painful, but i’ve been through worse. It’s nothing I can’t handle. Usually, if someone tried this I’d probably tell them off, but the cut wouldn’t stop bleeding and I don’t want to get an infection.

Once Wednesday is done stitching my wound, I use my claws to cut the excess thread after she tied it all together. “Keep it dry, then after two days start washing with soap and water twice a day. In ten days, come see me. I’ll take them out.” She says, and sits back down. “Uh, alright, Doc.” I reply.

Ms. Thornhill clears her throat, and that reminds me that we’re still in the middle of class. I don’t tune out her lesson this time.

~~

School is over, and I’m sitting next to Kat outside, watching everyone work on their boat for the “Poe Cup” or whatever this event is. I didn’t pay too much attention when Enid rambled excitedly to me about it during lunch. “So… what the fuck happened to your face?” Kat asks. “I accidentally cut myself with my claws during botany class. That one girl… I think her name is Wednesday… she stitched me up.” I explain, and Kat chuckles. “That one weirdo who wears all black?” Kat replies, and I shrug. “I guess you could call her that.” I say. “You should thank her. Maybe you could ask her out. I doubt she’d go full doctor on you if she didn’t have the hots for you.” Kat laughs, and I groan. “Shut up.” I glare at her. “Seriously, though.” Kat says, nudging me with her elbow.

“I think she’d stab me if I asked her out. But… I don’t know. I might. I do need to thank her for pulling a Doc McStuffins on me in the middle of class.” I reply, and get up. “I’ll see you when I see you, Kat. Don’t get into any trouble, I don’t wanna have to bail you out of detention.” I say, and walk off.

As i’m walking, I see Enid painting her boat and Wednesday standing next to her. I approach the two of them from behind. I clear my throat to get their attention, and Enid jumps. “Jesus Christ! Don’t sneak up on me like that.” Enid says. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to startle you. I just wanted to thank Wednesday for the stitches.” I explain. “I only did because your blood was getting everywhere.” Wednesday replies, but I can see right through that. I was bleeding a lot, sure, but it only got on me. Well, also Enid’s scrunchie, but that was only because Wednesday used it to clean up the blood.

“Why do you wear a mask? Do you have a reason to hide your face?” Wednesday asks. “I wear it because my father did when he attended this school. I don’t have any skeletons in my closet. However, I wouldn’t be surprised if you did. The literal kind as well.” I chuckle, and Enid does as well. Wednesday just stares at the two of us with a blank expression.

I stop laughing and scratch the back of my neck awkwardly. “Alright, uh… i’ll be on my way.” I say, and start walking away, but i’m stopped by Enid grabbing my wrist.

~ENID’S POV~

“Wait! Let me see what you look like under the mask.” I say. Y/N just smiles slightly at me, his E/C eyes looking into mine. I start to get a little flustered under his gaze. “If you win the poe cup, i’ll take it off. Deal?” He says. I nod my head. There is no way I’m losing to Bianca now.

I let go of Y/N’s wrist and he walks away. I watch him as he leaves. “Enid! Keep painting.” Yoko shouts, and I quickly get back to painting the boat.

“As I was saying before Y/N interrupted, Weems has been watching me like a vulture circling a carcass.” Wednesday continues. “And you want me to cover so that you can return to the scene of a crime that didn’t happen?” I ask. “I have beekeeping club this afternoon. I need you as decoy.” Wednesday explains. “Sorry. Two strikes. I’m busy and bees totally creep me out. Why don’t you ask Thing? Oh wait, you can’t because he’s mad at you.” I replied. “Why’s he mad? He’s the one who screwed up with Rowan.” Wednesday asks. I shrug. “All I know is that we spent an hour giving each other manis, and he really opened up. He feels like you don’t respect him as a person.” I answer. “Technically, he’s only a hand.” Wednesday says. “Wednesday! He’s your family. And he would do anything for you. Go apologize and I’ll reconsider helping you.” I say, and get back to painting the boat. Wednesday doesn’t reply, and just storms off.

After a while of painting in silence, Yoko speaks up. “You seem to like that new boy.” She says. “I do not! I’m just curious about him.” I defend myself. “Then why are you being so defensive about it?” Yoko smirks. I sigh. “I guess thats fair. I don’t know, can you blame me? Imagine if a new girl showed up wearing a mask, and they haven’t made any effort to make any friends and mainly stick to one person? You’d probably think they were hot! I love a good mystery.” I explain, and Yoko puts her hands up “I’m not judging! It’s just something I noticed. He seems kinda into you. You should ask him out.” Yoko says. “I barely know him. Plus, he’d probably say no. If he were to ask out anyone, it’d probably be Wednesday. After all, she did stitch up his cut in the middle of class. If a guy did that for me, i’d ask him out. It’s a total meet cute.” I explain.

“Well, I don’t see why he wouldn’t ask you out. The way he looks at you doesn’t seem very platonic.” Yoko shrugs. Huh. Maybe he does like me after all. I guess i’ll never know unless I try. Who knows? Maybe this mystery man is my soulmate.

To Be Continued…

[visionproductions2008]

✨ **New Fanfic Alert!** ✨

Get ready for a twisted teen romance like never before—**A Touch of Darkness** is here!

At Nevermore Academy, where the eerie and the extraordinary collide, **Wednesday Addams** finds herself drawn to the last person she ever expected: **Peter**, a devout Catholic boy whose world is steeped in faith and tradition. As their unlikely connection grows, so do the tensions between their starkly different families—his anxious, church-going parents and her flamboyantly gothic kin. Between **macabre dinner conversations, stolen moments of affection, and the clash of belief and darkness**, they must decide if love can truly thrive where shadows and devotion meet.

Will they defy the odds—or will their worlds tear them apart?

Read **A Touch of Darkness** now! Link in bio. Big thanks to hallojigsawpanda for the stunning cover art!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62812069

[pumpkidgrove]

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[orion-lake]

Happy November 2023! I present you with my favourite creations for October 2023. If there is any content that is not public or work safe, it will have an *asterix next to it. Please, take a look and remember to like and reblog any content that you enjoy.

Wednesday and Xavier Set by @uponastarrysky

Wednesday Set by @remusjohnslupin

You idiot. We could have been... us. by @edteachs

ineffable husbands + the five love languages by @crowley-anthony

FolkloreasTheSeasons by @sadbeautifutragic

WYLER PLAYLIST 01. by @remusjohnslupin

“I like to think that our story isn’t over just yet, that someday we’ll meet again and finally get it right.” ― Victoria Hanley by @remusjohnslupin

NEVERMOREACADEMY by @remusjohnslupin

WHAT WAS I MADE FOR? by @prohpecysgirl

“You see, your first love isn't the first person you give your heart to— it's the first one who BREAKS it.” by @remusjohnslupin

folklore | Taylor Swift | July 24th, 2020 by @cametotheshowinsd

You weren't mine to lose, no by @breakbleheavens

WHONEEDSTOGOTOSLEEPWHENIGOTYOUNEXTTOME? by @weylersource

[enid-sinclair-is-dreamy]

Entry 5: Base to Enid, Come in Enid

Renifie Kilwith, new student at Nevermore Academy here writing another blog entry. To recap so far: (1) moved in to Nevermore and was awestruck by how dreamy a girl named Enid Sinclair is, (2) got an excited wave and smile from her, seeing her in passing, (3) confessed my ability/curse that always pushes everyone away before rumors could spread, (4) was surprised how much Nevermore is different and actually approached me more than I would have ever guessed, welcoming me and sharing their own fears, plus Enid talked to me a little while I was studying, but just a few words.

I have not seen Enid anywhere for the last few days. It's tough not seeing the dreamiest girl at Nevermore just not be there, and although I had not really had a whole lot of interaction with her before, going back to read old gossip posts she made on her own blog didn't really help. I'm telling myself I'm not in love with her; I mean, how could I be?

She's dreamy, sure, but I don't know her really well enough to fall in love with her. How much is enough, to fall in love with someone? I guess no one can make a rule for how much to apply onto others, and I would certainly like to know more about her, from her own say-so. I'd like to make my knowledge of Enid be more of information that came from her directly, than of information I just guess or figure out on my own. I can make up all kinds of what-if ideas in my head, how she might react if I said this or that, but all of those are just traits I am limited to imagining for, rather than really finding out. Would I instead actually be in love with that imaginary person who simply resembles Enid?

As more students (and some professors) have come to me to talk about their fears and telling me how glad they are I can keep a secret they want to confess, I have realized a lot of those fears tend to be big what-if events, and not of actual events.

What if I fail that test: would my parent not love me as much? What if I forget about one homework project due and destroy my chances of a perfect score: would that knock me out of the best choice of job I want in my future?

A lot of those things are fears about something we don't know yet, and to me I am not comfortable deciding that is an actual fear without experiencing it directly to know I really would be scared in that real situation -- I can want to fly away on a cloud of joy or melt into a puddle of bliss every time Enid catches my eye in the hallway, but I can't decide to call that love without finding out who Enid really is. Maybe I won't actually like her if I got to know her, but maybe I will, too.

When people shut me out so often in my other schools after knowing my secret, a lot of what I had left was just what-ifs to ask myself, and could only just guess. Now that other students are actually approaching me, I feel like I can do more than just guess, but actually really find out. Is my finding out just still a product of others around me, or is it me really stepping out?

I think the answer to that doesn't really matter; I do want to find out more about who Enid really is, instead of just guess. I know she's into Ajax, and I'm getting a sense she might be into Wednesday. Regardless, I am into Enid, right now. If I worry about it all day, then I will be paralyzed with fear and not act; but if I do act, then my feelings can be based on something that was real.

Enid, your cheerfulness and bubbly optimism is something I really admire, on top of how epic tier cute you are to me. I hope your absence around me lately isn't something I've done, and I want to pursue you, but from the angle of friendliness. Maybe we can help each other out, in some way.

I'll tell you what, Enid. Here's a question for you to answer for when I do meet you: How does the paint on your nails stay the right color when they go out long? Do you have to paint them when they're long, so that, when they go back short, it stays that color? Or do you use some kind of stretchy nail color that stretches out when the nails go long so you can paint them when they're not out?

-Renifie

[dark66angels]

Similar to chiroquine and pegasi, unicorns are also magifauna. They live off of magical plants and live in herds for protection. Despite depictions in modern mundane media, unicorns and their cousins the kirin are more closely related to goats and other bovidae – morphologically at least.

From what we have observed, their herds are led by the largest and oldest member of the group. With their minimal sexual dimorphism, it can be difficult to tell, but it does seem like they follow both males and females – so long as they are the oldest able member. Even those with broken horns have been observed to lead.

It appears as though the horn and fur do not stop growing as the unicorn ages – it simply slows. Though unicorns usually only grow to about 4 feet at the shoulder, there have been reports of individuals reaching 6 feet. Surprisingly, they do not leave tracks until fully grown. Similarly, only adults have been seen using magic, though they only seem to use it to bring food closer to them. It is unknown if they can use more advanced magic or not.

[prettygreenpills]

Hi guys. I’m coming back with a tiny smut for y’all:)

Assistant - Larissa Weems

warnings: smut!, shapeshifter!Larissa, sub!reader, dom!Larissa, boss!employee relationship, friends with benefits!, etc.

"Darling?" You heard your boss call for you as you were going through some paperwork. You looked up at her and saw her sitting at her desk, in the expensive leather armchair, with a devilish smirk on her face.

"Yes?" Asking almost shyly, you walked over to her desk, ready to do anything she asked you to do.

"You had been working very hard for the past few months. Don´t think that I didn´t realize," she started softly and you just kept watching her, not getting enough of her smile.

"Thank you Ms. Weems," you swallowed and then looked her directly into her eyes, letting her know that you were paying her your full attention.

"I think that you deserve a little reward for all of your hard work, Ms. Y/l/n," she said formally, and you were surprised by that she didn´t call you by your first name or by many of the nicknames she had gave you, as usually.

You gave her a little shy smile, you knew what she had in her mind. When Larissa tapped her thigh, you walked over to her, ready to do anything she said, or better said commanded to you.

"Do you want your reward darling?" She asked, checking your body up and down, letting you know that she liked what she was seeing by the little smirk which had appeared on her lips once again. You quickly nodded your head to let her know that you wanted your reward and looked her into that pair of sky blue eyes. "I need words darling."

"Yes, Ms. Weems, I want my reward..."

"Now come here and sit in my lap," Larissa leant back a little to make you some space between her beautiful body and the desk she was working on. You couldn´t help but looked down, seeing the bulge under her dress, which wasn´t that small.

You listened to the command she gave you and sat onto her lap. Adjusting your body so you felt her exactly where you needed her to, you realized your clit twitch and you looked down shyly.

"No need to be shy darling," Larissa whispered and as soon as her minty breath hit your cheekbone, you were like in heaven. "Can I pull your little skirt upper a bit?"

"Yes please," you begged eagerly and looked down at her already working hands. She pulled your skirt up, so she could see your black laced thong and you breathed out.

"So beautiful... now be a good doll for me and wait a second, alright?" Larissa asked you and you nodded your head, sliding lower on her legs, since you knew what she wanted to do. Larissa rolled her dress up and revealed her cock. You were surprised she wasn´t wearing any underwear, but you just smiled and took her cock into your hand. "A-ah darling. This is not my reward, but yours," she said with a smile and you felt your cheeks go even more red.

Larissa brushed your thighs. Her warms hands were causing you to get goosebumps because of the way how she was touching you. When they wandered upper and hooked into your thong, you lifted your hips to make it easier for her to pull your thong aside.

"That´s a good girl," she praised you and held you up a bit, lining up her cock with you. "Whenever you´re ready love," Larissa breathed out and looked up at you.

Holding onto her shoulders, you lifted your lower body a bit. You took her cock into her hand and guided it exactly to your entrance, breathing out at the feeling of her hot tip.

"Can I?"

"I am waiting for you darling," Larissa smiled warmly and then you lowered your hips. Sitting down onto her made you gasp after that long time. When you fully sat down, you felt a little pressure from the inside but you quickly got used to it.

"Oh my god," you closed your eyes and moved your hips softly, making Larissa moan.

"Riding or the table?"

"Table," you answered her quickly and Larissa immediately cleaned her paperwork by a sway of her hand. She laid you onto the table softly while she was still inside of you.

"Hands next to your hips," she commanded and you did as she said. Larissa quickly took you by your wrists and pushed them into the wooden table, moving herself inside of you slowly.

"God," you moaned out and tilted your head. Larissa felt so good inside of you. When she pulled away and thrusted inside of you again, your eyes rolled back into your scalp and you dug your nails into your palms. "Fuck Issa-"

"You are hugging me so well darling," Larissa breathed out and she kept pounding into you, hitting your sensitive spot every time since she had found it.

"Oh my god-" you moaned out and your hand travelled down to your clit. You started rubbing fast and tight circles, helping yourself out a little while you were letting out all kinds of moans for Larissa, your boss.

"Good girl. Keep going for me love... Fuck you´re so warm and tight," Larissa moaned out and lowered to your body. She kept thrusting inside of you and your legs moved closer to your shoulders. Making more space for Larissa. But she took it like a little invitation...

Larissa pushed your thighs down onto the table, so she had a really beautiful sight of your cunt. She moaned softly when she realized it and her pace became a little harder and rougher. She knew what you liked.

"Yes- oh god- please-" you begged softly and after that a whine followed. That, you were stimulating your clit, helped you a lot and you felt yourself getting faster and faster to the edge.

"Just a bit more darling... Just a bit more," Larissa panted out and you nodded your head, ready to wait for her. You clenched your teeth and when you realized that you started shaking a bit, you gasped.

"Larissa-"

Larissa closed her eyes shut and she thrused into you few more times, roughly. You couldn´t help but whined out and dug your nails into her soft sking.

"Please!" You begged her and it seemed to help. Larissa smiled and thrusted into you once again.

"Cum." Larissa allowed you to and right after that she groaned. Letting both of your bodies tense up in the delicate cramps, you moaned softly. After that, Larissa softly kissed your nipple and pulled out. "That would be all for today, Miss Y/l/n."

[enid-sinclair-is-dreamy]

you try naming me one Nevermore-goer who is dreamier than Enid, and I will say nuh-uh

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[princesshelicopter]

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[mccreates]

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