đź ⊠cordeliaâs worked up after a meeting at hawthorn with the warlocks so you take her to the bathroom and relieve her of her stress.
đż ⊠smut, cordelia has a big praise kink thank you, also fuck the warlocks.
Cordelia was one of the, if not the, sweetest supremes there ever were. She never talked bad about her girls. Never swore at them. Talked stern if they were misbehaving, but never yelled. She treats them like they are her own. Because they are.
But the WarlocksâŠ
The Warlocks were a completely different story.
She tried so hard to see things from their perspective. To give them wiggle room as to how Hawthorn should be ran. Cordelia could burn that place to ash and all the Warlocks in it with a snap of her fingers if she pleased. But she never did. Not when they disrespected her, not when they talked back. She wasn't like other supremes. She was sweet and caring. But the Warlocks made her question her nature at times.
The Warlocks called the counsel for an emergency meeting. You, Cordelia, and the other girls left the academy mid day, ending classes early to attend what was such an emergency.
It's no suprise that when they sat at the table and said that they believe a Warlock is rising as the next supreme Cordelia damn near lost her shit.
She attempted to keep her cool at first, trying to hear them out, trying to be the sweet supreme that she was. You just could feel the steam radiating off of her just by sitting beside her. You wanted to grab her hand, or do something to help relax her the best she could, but you knew it wouldn't be appropriate in the meeting.
Once the meeting ended, you excused yourself and Cordelia to the bathroom while the rest waited for the car to be ready. It was clear that she needed to calm down before her head exploded or she breaks down infront of the others. She needs to be alone with her girlfriend right now!
Once the bathroom door locked shut, Cordelia immediately began pacing bath and forth, rambling on about how insufferable the Warlocks are, how she can't stand men, and how they all disrespect her. And you know, you agreed with her and empowered this! HoweverâŠyou were getting dizzy watching her unfold and you knew she was going to give herself whiplash!
"I'm sick of them disrespecting me,"
"I knowâŠ"
"I mean, what makes them think they can? They sit there with that sneer on their faces trying to belittle and undermine me! Their supreme!"
"I know, baby. They're terrible."
"Does that title just not matter anymore? Now that it's me, it doesn't matter! I have no authority over them apparently!"
"Baby, you're so strong and powerful. They're just weak little boys."
When she finally registered your sensual velvety tone, she slowed. And her brows furrowed, she bit her lip to supress her smile when she looked at you. You looked as calm as a cat. "What are you doing?"
"Hm?" You knew exactly what she meant. You were fully aware of what you were doing.
She took a step closer to you. She wasn't very much taller than you naturally, but because of the heels she was wearing, she towered over you. "I said what are you doing," she repeated in her supreme voice, however there was a playfulness behind her voice that she only reserved for you.
"Just telling you the truth, baby. You so strong, and powerful, and that authority you have is so sexy."
Her demeanor nearly faultered at your words but she quickly caught herself. Clearing her throat before she spoke, "yeah, and what else?"
She moved closer. Her body was pressed up against you now.
"And I think you're so tense and pent up. And I want to fuck it out of you."
A sudden flash of heat hit Cordelia. You watched as her pupils dialated while her cheeks simultaneously turned a deep shade of rosy red. And then came a slow, erotic smirk.
"You're starting something you can't finish,"
"Who said I can't finish?" You asked sweetly, not matching the tone of the situation because you knew that drove her nuts. You rose onto your tip toes so you were eye to eye, locking in the eye contact with her. "Cause I know you are certainly gonna finish," you whisper to her despite the fact that you were both alone.
She couldn't take your vicious teasing anymore. Her hands grabbed the back of your neck and she closed the gap between the two of you, lips meeting hungrily. You deepened the kiss slightly before pulling slightly inches away to say, "Eager, are we?"
She was already riled up, you knew she could be sent over the edge with just your teasing words. "Don't with your smart mouth," she raised an eyebrow at you, authority in her tone like she was in control here.
"What are you gonna do about it? Cause it looks to me that I have you completely under my fingertips and I haven't even touched you yet." Cordelia knew what you were saying was just play. It was a different riled up than the warlocks made her. The type that makes her lower belly pool with warmth.
She looked directly in your eyes, her own dark and blown out. She wanted to say something back, remind you of who she is, but her own arousal took over making her brain completely turn off. Instead, she leaned forward and deeply kissed you again.
You moaned into the kiss, nearly forgetting that you were the one taking charge right now.
You then moved from her lips down to her neck, slightly nipping at the skin there to leave a mark. Cordelia's going to kill you for that, but deep down she loves the thrill of having to cover it up.
"I need you to touch me, y/n," Cordelia admits firmly, voice already raspy sounding. She throws her head back as your mouth makes work on her neck. "Pâ please."
"Oh my mannered girl," you pull back and winsomely smile at her. She's going to cum at the way you are speaking to her alone. You walk behind her so her back is to your front. "You're just so desperate. I knew you needed this. I knew you'd let me fuck you while everyone's one room over."
Your hands wrap around her waist and they inch lower and lower until they're hovering over the button of her trousers. You could feel her slightly squeezing her thighs together in order to create some type of friction.
You unbutton and unzip her black trousers, just enough for your hand to fit where she needs you the most. You slip your hand in, fingers ghosting over her center with only the fabric of her panties blocking you from entering.
"We shouldn't be doing this here," she says breathlessly, letting most of her weight rest against your front. Despite her words, she didn't try to stop you from touching her and she didn't want you to stop. She just needed to acknowledge the fact that it wasn't the most professional thing to do just to make herself feel better about it. "They're in the next room over â if they heardâŠ"
"Then you better be quiet," you brush your finger along her clothed slit, earning a sharp gasp. "You know the whole time we were in that meeting, I was just thinking of shoving my fingers inside of you."
"Tell me more," her voice was so breathy that if you hadn't been up against her like this, you wouldn't have made out what she said.
You slid your hand back up, letting your finger trail over her abdomen. Her stomach twitched beneath your touch. She was so pent up that anywhere you put your fingers made her lose her mind. A part of you loved when she had to go to Hawthorn for meetings because she always needs you to help her release the stress and frustrations afterwards.
"And I was thinking of how pretty your whimpers sound in my ear. I love making the supreme become a puddle in my arms. You know how horny that makes me?"
As if on cue, she threw her head back onto your shoulder, letting out a tiny whimper. "Please, y/n."
"Please what? Now you're shy? Where's that confident supreme I saw out there?"
"Please fuck me! I needâ I need your fingersâŠ"
Slowly but surely you inched your hand lower, this time slipping into her panties. You would make her work for it more, but you knew people would start looking for you two if you dissapeared for too long.
Without warning, you slipped a finger past her slit. She let out a dramatically loud gasp as your fingers touched her sentive clit, slapping her hand over her mouth to supress the noise she couldn't control.
"My god, you're sensitive,"
She instinctively parted her thighs the best she could in this position. She reached behind herself and griped onto your upper arm as you start making circular motions on her bundle of nerves.
"You're so wet for me, baby. I didn't know you were this worked up. Iâ"
"Cordelia? Y/n?" You were interrupted by a familiar voice on the other side of the bathroom door. You stopped your ministrations and Cordelia let out an annoyed sigh. Just when she was finally calming down!
At the same time, you both responded, "yes," sounding extremely guilty as if you were caught red handed, despite the fact that nobody knew what was going on on this side of the door.
"The car is ready. Whenever you two are. No rush," Zoe said kindly and simply, clearly unaware of what was going on. It wasn't anything out of the ordinary for you two to scurry off together. You and Cordelia were attached to the hip as all the girls would say.
"Sorry, Zoe. We'll be right there, thank you!" What was out of the ordinary was the fact that you were the one to respond. Cordelia was clearly not capable of speaking a full sentence right now, let alone forming a thought that didn't have to do with getting her release. But typically, she was the one to take charge and respond when being adressed.
Once you heard Zoe walk away, you proceeded with what you had been doing previously, without warning to Cordelia. She let out a moan that could be heard past the hand over her mouth.
"Shh, baby. You don't want them to hear, don't you?"
As if you just spoke the words to tease her, you slid two fingers into her dripping hole, her legs becoming wobbly and turning into jelly. At this point, she didn't care who heard nor did she care to respond to that.
"You're the best supreme," you breathe into her ear, your hot breath sending shockwaves all the way down to her pussy, "and when you put your supreme voice on it turns me on so much. You're just so hot, my love. Everytime you yell back at those imbeciles it makes me so wet."
The more you praised her, the more wetness coated your fingers, making them easily slide in and out of her in a thrusting motion. You knew she loved to be talked to like this, being reminded just how powerful she is and the effect it has on you. And it wasn't just for play either; everything you said was absolutely true and held meaning.
You slightly curled your fingers inside of her and her legs nearly gave out but you held her up with your free arm. "Oh god,"
You pecked her neck with soft kisses, just below her jawline. "You're so pretty like this. And all mine. Nobody knows that the supreme is a complete whimpering mess under my touch."
"Baby, I'm gonnaâŠ" she could hardly finish her sentences as pleasure was overtaking her brain with each motion, "i'm so close."
"What do you need, honey," you kissed her neck again and then looked up at her for her answer. It made it nearly impossible for her to get it out as you continued thrusting and curling your fingers inside of her.
You watched as her face turned bright red. She always got so shy when you made her tell you exactly what she wanted. A complete one-eighty from her usual confident and direct manner.
"Myâ my clit," she swallowed hard. You immediately followed, placing your thumb on her clit and began your ministrations there as you simultaneously continued penetrating her. You didn't have much time to take this slower so you gave her everything she needed.
Her quiet moans in your ear became more frequent as her legs became weaker. She was practically only being held up by you at this point.
"You feel so good around my fingers," you said, going harder with each word as her hips bucked impossibly closer to your hand. "And you look so pretty like this."
"I'm gonnaâ" Cordelia was interrupted by her own orgasm crashing over her. Her body violently shook until she stilled. You coaxed her through it with gentle praises in her ear, letting her ride it out until she gently pulls your hand away to let you know she's finished.
"Fuck," the supreme let out with a shakey breath. You kissed her cheek as her eyes finally fluttered open.
"You okay?" you asked her.
Cordelia lifted her head up, knowing damn well her neck is going to be stiff tomorrow. She twisted around in your arms so she could face you. She missed seeing your face. As much as a turn on this was for her, her favorite is when she is looking right at you as you grant her her release. But she knew there was more where that came from later on.
"Yeah," she leaned forward and pecked your lips, "That was amazing. I love you."
"I love you," you said with a dopey smile on your face. "Are you feeling less like you want to snap their necks now?"
Cordelia let out a belly laugh, although it wasn't even an exaggeration. You never saw her as stressed as when she comes here. Not even Madison gets her that angry. "Oh no. Still wanna snap their necks. Just got a nice orgasm to go along with it," she joked.
"Delia!" You nudged her shoulder, giggling.
Cordelia fixed up her hair in the mirror and zipped her trousers back up. As you watched her fix herself up, you realized how insanely suspicious the two of you looked. Howerver, you couldn't help but shy away from that thought and think about how stunning she looks being all disheveled because of you.
"You think they heard us?" She asks and turns to you.
"Well, I think they could've heard you cause, my god, are you loud," you responded playfully, grabbing her waist and pulling her closer to you.
"Honey," she whined, throwing her head back but for a completely different reason than she was just moments ago.
"I'm kidding, baby. I think it's hot that you can't be quiet." Cordelia bit down on her lip to supress her smile. You looked up at her and now there was a completely different power difference. It gave you a full body flush feeling, nearly making you want to collapse at the power she had over you from doing absolutely nothing.
She leaned forward until her lips were merely grazing your ear, "Someone else isn't gonna be able to keep quiet when we get home tonight."
"Delia," you gulped. Your voice came out shakier than you anticipated. So you collected yourself before continuing. "Teasing me after I just gave you what you wanted! Meanie!"
She giggled, and it was sweet sounding, but it still sent shivers down your spine. "I know you love it."
