I wanted to make a request of like dom!lesso and shysubby!reader where the reader is a quiet new librarian of the merging schools and they get off to an angsty start where lesso HATES the reader and the reader just wants to be friends and then maybe some smut happens and then lesso gets soft for the reader and they live happily ever after✨✨
Unexpected lover 18+
*Authors note ~ finally getting through my assignments which is freeing up some writing time to get through some requests I’m so sorry it’s taken me ages to get to it school literally is killing me*
Trigger warnings~ dom lesso, subby r, mommy kink, praise kink, thigh riding, sorta enemies to lovers?, degrading kink, begging, oral sex, slight pet play/humiliation kink
Prompt~ see ask^^^
You joined the schools staff team when the schools still held the divide. Good vs evil. And you happened to be the one stuck in the middle. As a librarian to both schools you had your fair share of encounters with people from each side. Sure the ever side was very sweet and friendly but there was something about the Never side that made your heart break, clearly they were misunderstood but trying to conform to why society makes them. Even with the two deans you could see the parallel between them. Despite her behaviour toward you, you were drawn to the dean of evil like a moth to light. She was just so intense and intelligent that your heart always beat an extra beat in her presence.
To Leonora, you were an annoyance. Her students raved about your calming aura and how respectful you were to everyone. How good. And that was a hindrance to say the least. Here she was doing her job, trying to mold the next villains into being successful and yet you seemed to fight against her every step by showing them kindness and respect. It was frustrating beyond belief. At least that’s what she told herself, it most definitely wasn’t that she felt drawn to you, completely and utterly ignorant to her own desires to be near you. Evil doesn’t love. Evil doesn’t like. Evil is chaos and mess, everything you weren’t. So she most definitely wasn’t drawn to something so… good. Pure. Fire would freeze over in hell before she admitted the truth that ate away at her heart.
You hoped with the schools merger that Leonora would come round. Everyone else in the schools had, the library was now filled with a gentle buzz, students mixing with ease, the staff seemed to be managing well too. All expect her. At first you blamed yourself. Perhaps you were too shy, too needy, or even weak to her. But then you’d remind yourself that everyone else likes you. Everyone else speaks to you in the corridor as they pass. Everyone but her. You are by no means a scary person, people often think you’re easily manipulated due to your timid nature, so it can’t be that. Leonora doesn’t strike you as the type of woman to be scared of little old you. All you wished for was the same cordial friendship with her that you had with others. Instead you seemed to be more of an annoyance to her, like she couldn’t stand to be in the same room as you. Breathe the same air.
Every story to ever be told has had a meaning, a message to the reader. You loved discovering what the words on the page were trying to tell you. Most story’s you adore have the clear message that the line between love and hate, like and lust and fear and desire can be thin. Sometimes so thin it’s hardly visible. You like to believe this is true, you see it daily as someone who observes the coming and going’s of people frequently visiting the library. Each day there’s something new, a development in their own story, something you thrive on noticing. Little did you know, your story was about to get a new chapter, with a curve ball no one would have expected to occur.
The new chapter began like any other, working to tidy all the books and close the library for the night, ensuring every book was returned to its rightful spot while students began to filter out and back to their dorms from the late night study they were engaged in. Yet the presence of one dean in your usually calm atmosphere was throwing you off. She seemed to be engrossed in her book that she’d swiped from the curses and death traps section. She sat ever so regally by the heater in the corner of the room. It was hard not to notice the striking woman in your space, yet if she noticed you she didn’t seem interested as she flicked through the pages of her book.
By the time you’d sorted all the books in the library you’d made many hints of the time, the fact the library was closing and even going as far to stand behind the counter nervously drumming your fingers against the wood. You wished to have the confidence to ask the woman to leave, yet you couldn’t find it in your heart to approach her. Not when this was the closest to co existing in each other’s presence you’d got since you took the job. You’d be lying if you said she wasn’t slightly intimidating, it’s unsurprising that she was the one to make the move.
Meanwhile Lesso was getting irritated with the constant sound echoing round the room, interrupting her book. Your nervous energy was practically suffocating the woman. It was obvious you were waiting for her to leave, subtly wasn’t a strong suit of yours she decided. That’s when something snapped within her, this cat and mouse game needed to end. Evil doesn’t need to ask, evil gets one way or an other and you aren’t any different if you want her to leave her you’re gonna have to earn it.
“Got something to say dove?” Her words flowed like honey, the nickname coming from thin air but feeling so right it just flowed, “why don’t you just say it?” Leonora was talking to you. You. The shock clouded your mind causing her to chuckle, “cat got your tongue huh?”
“I- you- uh” you stuttered dumbly trying to not make a fool of yourself with trembling limbs you asked her to leave so you could close up. “If you want me to leave then you should come over here and make me” her challenge was set, yet she couldn’t be bothered to even spare you a look. If she did she would’ve seen the crimson blush covering your cheeks as you internally fought with yourself. Could you just walk to her and get her to leave? Would it be that easy?
Minutes later you slowly rounded the desk, hesitantly making your way to the woman only to be stilled by a tut of displeasure. “Did I say you could walk to me? No. Crawl dove, be a pretty pet and put a show on for me.” Crawl? Seriously? “I - what?” You mumbled causing the dean of evil to lazily click her fingers at you as if you were nothing more than a disobedient puppy.
You aren’t sure what bothers you more, that you sank onto your hands and knees or that arousal rushed through your body at the treatment. Scanning the empty library you started to crawl forward, eyes downcast as you obeyed her wish. The carpet scraped against your bare knees, the skirt of your dress dragging on the floor and getting stuck as you moved. By the time you reached the older woman, humiliated and aroused she had discarded her book to appreciate the view. The way your chest heaved and you kept your eyes to the ground drove her wild as you sat back on your knees. So pliant for her. So willing. Desperately trying to please her. She’d have some fun with a pretty pet like you. “What do you say we have some fun, show me what a good girl you can be.”
You swear you’ve had this dream before. The kind you wake in the middle of night questioning your subconscious brain. It’s only natural that you immediately nod along to her request. With a simple demand of “earn it then” and a snap of her fingers her pussy was on display for your curious eyes to view. With a simple gesture to get on with it you dove straight in. You always imagined she would like the tougher side of sex, she wouldn’t want the teasing build up and you were right. Her hand came to your hair, gripping the locks so tight it was almost painful. Almost. The sinful moan you let free was immediately swallowed by her greedy core cause the vibrations to hit her clit deliciously.
“Mm my what a good dove you are. Just like that baby” she grunted as her hips started to buck into your mouth, covering your lower face with her slick. “God what a good slut I have here. Wouldn’t have waited this long to claim you if I knew you were such a whore.” If you weren’t glued to her core you may have protested at the language she was using. Yet again, you weren’t in the position to argue as you ate her out with abandon. You could tell you were doing a good job when her thighs tensed and her moans seemed to be louder than before. The closer she got to climax the more praise she threw at you causing you to press your thighs together. Desperate for some friction. Relief. And that sight, you being nothing more than a needy whore on your knees, eating her cunt like it’s the last meal on death row was what threw her over the edge. Inner walls clenching as you lapped up your reward with ease.
You only pulled away from her warm core because she made you. Tugging you up to your feet by your hair. You stumbled slightly as the blood flow returned to your lower legs causing her to easily settle you on her lap. Your clothed pussy settled over her good thigh as her hand settled under your chin to guide you into a passionate kiss, tasting herself on your tongue. Unsurprisingly, as soon as the kiss started she was in control. The way she would nip at your lip to allow the metallic taste to dance between your tongues caused you to whine into her mouth. The level of need this woman awoke in you should be criminal. You couldn’t be more glad that she gave in and crossed the line between love and hate.
Instinctively, you began to slowly drag your clothed pussy along her toned thigh, seeking friction as she kissed you. A kiss so good you saw you forgot your own name. Her hand came to grip your hip, guiding your almost pathetic grinding. Pulling away from the kiss she couldn’t help but tease you. “A desperate thing you are hmm? So needy you are gonna use my thigh like a bitch in heat? Poor girl. Have I neglected this needy cunt?” Her words combined with the friction she provided was dizzying. So dizzying in fact, you mewled “mommy please” before your brain could even catch up.
“Oh it’s like that is it dove?” Her signature smirk graced her lips before she trailed them to your lips, nipping and sucking the silky smooth skin there. “I- oh, mm please mommy. Oh God” you whined chasing the pleasure she was providing too much to even care about the name choice. “Gonna cum for mommy darling? Gonna cum all over my thigh? Such a pretty slut for me. Go on, cum” she punctuated the last word by sinking her teeth into the junction between your neck and shoulder causing you to hurtle over that edge, riding out every wave of pleasure that hit you.
Leonora couldn’t help but be star struck by the post orgasmic bliss that over took you, ragged breaths as you fought to calm your heart rate, shaking legs that tried to grip her thigh in order to keep the sensation alive. Big doe like eyes peering at her through hooded lashes. Stunning. A sight that should belong to the heavens alone. And in this moment where you collapsed into her, her arms wound around you too quickly to be thought of, she knew that you would be hers. Evil or not, she couldn’t bear to let anyone see you like this. A pretty little thing begging for mommy to help her. Perhaps good and evil could co exist. After all you fit so perfectly in her arms it would be sinful to separate you from her. Maybe just maybe, evil did get good, to love and to cherish and to enjoy.
Female reader x top lady lesso with strap, at the end of it all readers shaking, out of breathe, can't really move anymore is what I been asking for the longest
Hey hey hey anon! You asked & I’ll gladly deliver. Added ask @ladylessowife —‘Could you maybe do 48 with Lesso pls?’ Hope you all Enjoy ♥️
“I’d have you cumming over and over again until your body goes limp…” Lesso confidently purred.
“Don’t be so sure…” you mumbled.
Lesso then got up and walked over to you, cupping your chin and raising it to her standing form.
“If you decide to give me that chance, I would most definitely.” She lovingly purred.
“Thank you, Baby…” you whispered, smiling lovingly up at her.
~~~
Throughout the next week, you thought about what Lesso had said. And the whole idea made you curious.
Dating the one and only dean of evil was one thing…
Fucking the one and only dean of evil was a whole added thing…
But you wanted the woman. Even if your expectations were let down once again. You wanted to try.
So, that evening, you walked into Lesso’s office with an agenda on your mind. You closed the door behind you and plopped yourself right in the red heads lap.
“Hey…!” Lesso playfully exclaimed, “I’m working he—!”
Your lips were on hers before she could finish her statement. Your lips kissed the red heads with fervor and passion, which Lesso eagerly reciprocated. Your hips ground into her lap, and the red heads hands eagerly gripped your hips to aid your grindings. You both needily moaned into the kiss.
Eventually, you both had to pull away for oxygen. Lesso was staring at you with a big fucking smirk and wide eyes.
“God, you’re allowed to interrupt my work anytime now, baby…” she breathlessly groaned.
You giggled lightly, not stopping your grindings into her lap.
“I’m ready. I want you…” you whispered, attaching your hot mouth to the red heads pressure point.
Lesso let out a guttural groan as her head flung back. But she was quick to check herself as she processed your words.
“Are you sure, Baby…?” She breathlessly asked.
You bit your lip and nodded, going to crash your lips back into the red heads eagerly, but you were stopped by her hand.
“There’s no need to rush…” She purred, “Let me take care of you…”
“Ok…” you panted, your heart racing.
“First things first, if I do something you don’t like and want me to change say ‘yellow’, and if you just want me to stop all together say ‘red’… Understand?”
“I understand…”
Lesso smiled at your agreement. She then scooped you up and carried you to her private quarters, dropping you below her on her bed.
“What do you want, Baby…?” She taunted.
“I… Fuck me—please…” you stuttered.
Lesso’s eyes twinkled with lust.
“Alright, I’ll be right back…”
Lesso left to go into her closet, and she came back out in nothing but her undergarments and her blue strap-on dick. You eyes widened and you bit your lip, nodding eagerly. But the red head tutted you off.
“Not yet, Baby… First, I want to taste you.”
Her words made you melt on the spot. You immediately stripped off all your clothes and opened your legs wide for the blonde.
“Someone’s eager aren’t they…?” Lesso teased.
You playfully stuck your tongue out in response, but your face quickly contorted into a silent scream of pleasure when Lesso caught you off guard by swiftly sliding her tongue through your folds. The red head continued to lap away at your folds, slowly building to your climax.
“Oh, OHHhHhhhH—!!” You moaned out, grasping Lesso’s red hair tightly.
“Hmmmm, you like that baby…?” The red head taunted.
You nodded vigorously.
“Please… whatever you’re doing… don’t stop…!!” You whimpered.
Lesso lowered her mouth back down to your heat.
“Oh baby…” she chuckled, “I don’t plan on stopping anytime soon…”
That skilled tongue of Lesso’s edged you all the way right up to the edge of your high.
“You gonna cum for me, Baby…?” She lustfully cooed.
Your eyes screwed shut in pleasure.
“Yes yes, so close please please Leo—!!”
“Uh uh, eyes open, baby…”
You opened your hooded eyes and the view of the red head in between your legs sent you over the edge.
~~~
“I… God Fuck me Leo please—!!” You whimpered.
You couldn’t take anymore of her teasing, skilled tongue. You wanted to be filled by her. Fully.
“Alright, Baby…” The red head lustfully chuckled.
~~~
You cried out in pleasurable pain as Lesso continued to pound into you through your upteenth orgasm of the night.
“Yesss Baby…” the red head lustfully hissed, “I know my dick feels so good…”
Your mouth spewed more incoherent mewls and cries, your hands fisted in the bed sheets, and your head rolled back in overwhelming pleasure.
“But why are you crying…?” She taunted, “Isn’t this what you asked for?”
You let out a guttural moan as the woman hit that sweet spot deep inside you, and you nodded vigorously.
“Do you want me to stop…?” Lesso wickedly purred, “See, i don’t think you do… Not by the way your juices are spilling out of your cunt… Not by the way your crying out my name…”
“No no no don’t stop GOD don’t stop—!!” You cried out.
Lesso continued to rut into you with skill, only pushing you further to your next climax.
“That’s okay, Baby… Keep crying and I’ll let you cum on my dick as many times as you’d like…” She purred.
You merely mewled and nodded in response.
“My pretty crybaby…” Lesso cooed.
~~~
You didn’t usually like being proved wrong, but in this case… so worth it.
You were still shaking and all trembly as Lesso finally put the strap away. She came up to you, pulling you close to her so that she could properly clean you up. She gently washed your thighs clean and you spasmed every once and a while from how sensitive you were. Your breathing was labored and still extremely out of it.
“Shhhhh, You did so good, baby, so good…” the red head cooed, cleaning around your heat with a warm rag.
Afterwards, the red head pulled you into her form, causing you to whine slightly at your sore figure being moved.
“Shhhhhh, just cuddle into me, sweet girl…” she cooed.
You were quick to fall asleep in the red hair’s arms.
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Imagine Lady Lesso discovering that there was a group of students meeting in secret to fangirl over her. And it wasn't just composed of Nevers.
You could accuse Lesso of a lot of things, and she’d heard most, but you’d never accuse her of being oblivious. They brought her tea and trinkets. They stuttered shyly. When a student chanced to stare at her, she’d always notice, matching their gaze until they snapped their head away.
Students — they were all little bugs. They swarmed the hall, they swarmed the food, they swarmed her. Little Evers were the obnoxious flies you caught with honey. Neverlets were drawn to raw power like powdery moths to a flame. Well honey, she was on fire.
It didn’t surprise her, really, when she silently followed a student who had snuck out past curfew and found a circle where she was the center of gossip. But she was undeniably pleased. It was a fairly diverse mix. As she pressed her back to the stone wall out of sight, she recognized a few Nevers from her first year seminar and some Evers from the great hall. Lesso grinned to herself in the dark. She had raised an army without trying. That was power.
She gave herself a few minutes to listen to their chatter before turning the corner.
Her tall figure cut an imposing shape in the doorway.
The room froze.
Silence screamed in their ears.
One of the Nevers opened their mouth, then promptly closed it.
“Cur-few,” she said in a sing-song voice.
And the students ran, flooding around her like a river around a rock.
She stood in the empty doorway another moment and breathed deeply.
