Larissa Weems Smut - Tumblr Posts

what i would give to be her pet

I think I’ve fallen under your spell.

summary: You only want to be the best assistant for your boss, and larissa, always has a special task for you.

pairings: Larissa Weems x reader

word count: 1.4k

warnings: oral sex (r giving), dom/sub themes, Larissa bing a mommy dom, boss/employee relationship, legal age gap, mistress kink, size kink. 

A/n: principal weems pls step on me it’s all I ask.

Larissa Weems was a busy woman. She didn’t like when people kept her waiting when she had a school to run. You didn’t know why she hired you to be her assistant, she could have picked anyone, but somehow someone had recommended you to her and you had managed to catch her attention. 

She was beautiful, no doubt, she felt strongly passionate for the school she was in charge of as being their principal and making sure the students of nevermore felt safe in her school, that was her duty after all and you admire that about her, how much she cares for her students, that she wants only the best for them. 

You only had three minutes to get to her office, three minutes, if only you didn’t wake up so late today you would learn to be more on time.

Hesitantly, you lifted your fist up to knock against Principal Weems door, your heart was thumping loudly in your ears, you picked up on the sound of footsteps getting closer to the door, if you could run away from this, you would, but you signed up for this and you’d be damned if you don’t get your paycheck this week for dinner and rent. 

“P-principal weems, I’m so sorry–” 

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Jealous Larissa weems has my heart. Maybe you're too close to Morticia for her liking (y'all are just friends) but Larissa is done with losing love interests to Morticia so she shows you who you belong to 🙏🏽

a/n: omg u are so right and this was so fun to write I love jealous!larissa sm <3

summary: Larissa knows you belong to her, but sometimes she feels its necessary to remind that pretty head of yours who is your wife and let everybody else know who you're married too.

pairings: Larissa Weems x reader

word count: 1.3k

warnings: vaginal fingering, strap on sex, toy use, possessive!larissa, jealous!larissa, dom/sub dynamics.

Larissa fums as she watches the way Morticia places her hand on your shoulder, her head tilted back with a laugh from the joke you just told her. Larissa knew she had nothing to worry about, she knew how much you loved her deeply and would do anything for her, but Mortcia, her old roommate, has always been an obstacle in her life, a competition of sorts. 

She didn’t know why she planned this in the first place. This was her idea, she wanted to do something sweet, like plan an old school reunion and since her, morticia, gomez and you all went to nevermore academy together, it only seemed fitting to do so after so many years have passed. 

You knew morticia first before Larissa had the chance to meet you. She found out after meeting you both that the two of you were really good friends from knowing each other since you two were children. Larissa wasn’t going to lie, she felt a little jealous of your friendship with her, though you always reassured her that morticia was more like a sister to you than anything else. To that, Larissa accepted and watched from afar, even till this day, while everyone was older and grown up, she still feels the way her stomach twists and turns the way she watches you interact with each other, she tries to tolerate it as much as she can, but eventually, something in her breaks. 

“Oh remember the rave’N darling?” morticia coos at her husband who just stares heart eyes at his wife while holding her hand and nods, she turns her attention back to you before continuing, “you were so nervous asking larissa out to the dance, but I kept on encouraging you, I knew you had the courage to do so, and I was right, of course, you went to the dance together and looked so beautiful.” 

You felt your cheeks heat up at the memory of that night where you had finally asked out your crush to dance with you, god you had spent all week contemplating it with self doubts and insecurities and the what if’s, but in the end, it was the best decision you have ever made, aside from marrying Larissa. 

Now she is your wife and you couldn’t thank Morticia enough for her support. 

Just then your wife groans loudly, catching everyone’s attention as all eyes are on her. You noticed the way her fingers are rubbing at her forehead and the frown she has on, which she usually does that whenever she has a headache. 

“Honey? Are you okay? You need anything?” you ask, immediately getting up and going to her side. 

She says nothing but hums. 

You bite the inside of your cheek, a habit you do whenever you get anxious. Your wife grips your hand, staring directly into your eyes and it’s like you already knew what she was asking of you. 

Turning your gaze away from her, you give a smile to the couple who was watching the scene before them unfold as they waited patiently. 

“Uh my apologies to cut this short but it seems my wife is feeling a little under the weather, can we do this another time?” you asked them. 

Gomez gives his wife a glance who shrugs in return, “of course! We’ve got all the time in the world to have another dinner together.” she says, giving you a polite smile as you walk them out of the house. 

Just as you were about to shut the door, Mortcia leans in closer with a grin, “have fun with dessert,” she said with a wink. 

Your cheeks burned, nodding at her and then finally going back inside for your wife who still waits patiently for you on the couch with a raised eyebrow, “what did I hear just now? Have fun with dessert?” 

You let out a groan, covering your face in embarrassment making her laugh. 

“Oh darling don’t hide from me” she coos, cupping your cheeks in her hands and biting down on her bottom lip, “I think I will have my dessert right now,” she growls, with a yelp, she presses her lips to yours, pushing you down onto the couch as she hovers over you, kissing you down your neck, your chest, anywhere she can get to mark you. 

“Please” you whimper, “don’t tease me.” 

“Don’t tease you?” she mocks, “honey you’ve been teasing me all night, pratcingly begging me to fuck you senless in front of Mortcia and gomez, just to show them how much of a whore you are for me.” 

You moan at her words as she comes to kiss in between your thighs, pushing your dress up as her thumb rubs tiny circles on your clit, your fingers finding their way tangled in her hair, gripping tighter. 

“So wet” she murmurs, “and I barely have touched you.” 

With that, she easily slips in one long digit into your cunt, you moan loudly, arching your back into her as she sets out a fast pace, Larissa wraps her lips around your clit as she continues to pump her fingers into your pussy. 

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum” you whine, grinding your hips onto her hand. 

She smirks, “aw, my poor baby wants to come” larissa pouts, thrusting her fingers in harder, the sounds of your whines and pussy clenching around her fingers were driving her insane, you nod giving her pleading eyes, “not yet.” 

You whine the moment she slips her digits out of you, she gives you a warning look before slipping away into the hallway. You lay there, confused. Until a few minutes later she comes back and your eyes widened, mouth watering at the sight of your favourite strap on that she’s wearing around her hips. 

“Want my cock, baby?” she asks with a devilish grin. 

“Need your cock,” you whimpered. 

Your wife says nothing more as she stalks towards you, climbing back on top of you while she places the tip of the fake cock at your entrance. You knew to wait patiently, but you also know that your wife was a sucker for whenever you acted bratty. 

Letting out a loud moan as she slips her cock into you, starting out at a steady pace, her eyes watching you intently from every movement you made. The way your body withered under her touch, how desperate you are for her to fuck you, how your body responds to her always fascinates her, she told you this after the first few months of dating and hooking up. Larissa always kept note of how you reacted around her and whatever she did that got you most flustered or soaking wet, she just loves you so much that she would do anything for you, even if you didn’t ask. 

After her first rejection from her crush during the time she was at nevermore academy, she thought she’d never find love after that, but then she met you and well everything was perfect, she fell in love again. 

“Fuck, honey, I–” 

She shushed you, putting her finger over your mouth. “Come for me my love.” 

You didn’t need to be told twice as you came hard with a sweet cry of her name falling from your lips, it was like waves crashing against a shore, it was only then you heard the sound of your pussy gushing wet all over her cock, your cunt still throbbing, an ache for more. 

“Look at that baby, you squirted all over my cock” she chuckles, smiling amusedly down at you, her pupils dilated, eyes darkened with lust. 

You hummed, letting Larissa take her time with you as you felt your body falling into slumber. Your mind was drifting away into wonderland, your body still on fire with euphoria. And as Larissa pulls out of you, cleaning you up, she presses her lips to yours, lifting you up in her arms as she carries you into your shared bedroom. 

It was perfect. Everything was perfect.

no need to ask twice u naughty woman jflwnfldjf my dear GODDD

You can do a One-Shot where all the teachers from Nevermore are in a meeting, while Larissa and Reader have fun under the table...

Jojojo

oh anon i like this one. thank u for the idea

Larissa Weems x teacher!reader smut -

In A Meeting

“Mr. Volkov, I’m going to need that report by Friday. No later.” Larissa tilted her face downwards, giving the bearded man a stern look before beginning the meeting, “Okay, everyone, today’s meeting actually won’t be ran by me. Please hold your sighs of relief. Instead, Vlad has put together his a plan for binding extracurriculars with some aspects of our curriculum, hoping students can better learn from having the two together. Take it away.”

Larissa took her seat next to you after she handed off the meeting to Coach Vlad. This was the week before classes began on campus and all teachers were scrambling to make sure they were ready for the upcoming semester. You weren’t particularly interested in his idea of combining extracurriculars with curriculum as you already helped the Hummers and the floriculture team. Your eyes scanned the faces in the dark room, wondering if someone was as disinterested as you.

Finally you turned your head back to the presentation, listening about the importance of fencing and archery. You felt a hand graze your knee, your eyes betraying you as they widened with initial shock. It didn’t take you long to realize who the hand belonged to, after all Larissa’s sexual appetite as of late was ravenous.

Teasingly, she played with the hem of your skirt, her eyes glued to the projected screen on the wall. She seemed enthralled by the presentation. What a good actress.

You quietly sucked in a breath as her fingers graced the fabric covering your pussy. How was your clit already throbbing with anticipation.

You squeezed your eyes shut for a long moment before focusing your attention back on the screen, trying to nod and pretend to be an active listener. Larissa’s fingers make it increasingly challenging as she slipped past your panties to gently press against your clit.

It wasn’t your finest work, but you stifle a moan by coughing, causing one of your coworkers to glance at you with a concerned look. You swallow and nod at her, trying your best to seem casual. 

This was anything but casual. Larissa’s talented fingers worked against you. You sucked in your bottom lip, your hand gripping the edge of the table. You tried to stop yourself, but you glance over to Larissa who looks incredibly pleased with herself, still watching the presentation intently. She even had her chin in her hand to seem more intrigued.

Your breathing began to quicken, and you swallowed, trying to get a grip on yourself. Larissa knew just what you liked, the exact pattern and speed in which to massage your clit. God you were getting closer. You took a deep breath, holding it in, hoping to stave off the orgasm for a bit longer.

You thought hard about the situation. How hot it was that Larissa was about to make you cum in front of all these people. How she would probably fuck you senseless afterwards in the bathroom attached to her office.

With that, you finally toppled over the edge. Your whole body tensed, and your eye’s squeezed shut involuntarily. You tried to regain your composure, hoping no one was noticing your off behavior. 

Larissa’s hand fell away from your dripping sex and you dared to glance at her once again. Her fingers were at the entrance to her mouth, her tongue tasting you.

You let out a silent deep breath, moving your eyes back to the presentation. A few moments later, you saw your phone dimly light up, and you read the text on the screen. It was from Larissa.

I’ll need to see you in my office afterwards for a chat. 

omg

was benched for stately sequoia, can’t wait to see where you take it next!

my request is larissa x reader!teacher where no one really knows they’re dating and they’re just fooling around in larissa’s office, being affectionate or making out, you decide :) someone knocks on larissa’s door and r hides underneath larissa’s desk and “services” her under the desk as larissa has this meeting and has to stay as discreet as possible but r loves to see her squirm.

sorry for a long ask, i am keen to over-explain sometimes :)

Larissa Weems x reader!teacher smut -

Tucked Away

"Darling, you have- to go- I have- a- meeting- soon." Larissa spoke between kisses.

You had come to visit Larissa during your lunch break and one thing led to another and you were now on her lap, her lips pressed against your own.

"Mmm, but I don't wanna." You pull away momentarily, a hand pressed to her cheek. You were completely out of breath, the kissing had escalated quickly, but just the thought of her brought a smile to your lips.

"Baby, you have to." Larissa was trying to prevent herself from falling too deeply under your spell, but she was failing miserably. You moved your kisses down her chin, continuing to her throat.

She was absolutely irresistible, her perfume was intoxicating today. You grind your hips down on hers, growling into her neck, "I want you..."

That was enough for Larissa to hear. She took your face in one hand and recaptured your lips, her tongue slipping against your teeth, begging for entrance. God, you loved kissing her. Your hands roaming all over one another, moans of desire humming from your throats.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"One moment!" Larissa called, this wasn't the first time that you had been doing something you shouldn't have been mid-day. You pull back from her, crawling from her lap, glancing down at her.

"Larissa, your lipstick!" You yell whisper, gesturing to your face.

It had smeared in the process of your kissing. Quickly she sprung up from her chair, popping into the bathroom to wipe it away and reapply before she opened the door. In that time frame, you had the most wonderful of ideas. You slip under her desk, awaiting the moment she sat back down.

"Good afternoon, Dr. Alnat. I'm glad you could make it." Larissa lied through her teeth. She had been dreading this meeting as Dr. Alnat tended to be incredibly boring, going on tangents that no one truly cared for.

"No problem, no problem indeed. You know on the way over here, I was thinking of a story that I don't think I've ever told you..." And there he started, rambling on and on about his time as one of the first Nevermore vampires. Larissa fell back in her chair and you could tell from her posture that she was already bored out of her skull. These regular meetings were a typical apart of the job as Dr. Alnat provided a large amount of funding for the school.

You could tell you spooked Larissa when you wasted no time in putting your hands on her knees. She certainly wasn't expecting you to be under her desk.

You ignore her hand swat at you as you guide her legs open. A smile breaking across your face as you saw her wearing the prettiest red lace panties today.

"You certainly do tell the best stories, professor." You could hear Larissa's fake smile as she spoke to the visitor, and with that complement, he dove into a story about his time during the Civil War. They were supposed to be discussing his potential involvement in career day for students, but Larissa was regretting this invitation.

Hoping to bring her some distraction and to bring yourself a wonderful fucking later, you push up her dress the best you can. Reaching a hand out, you stroke the length of her panty clad sex with your thumb, receiving another smack to your hand.

Again you ignore her protests, and press more firmly this time, teasing the top of her mound. You continue this teasing through the entire meeting, probably forty-five minutes to an hour, through every last goddamn story from the elder vampire.

The vampire's assistant was the one who ended the meeting, reminding the doctor that he had a different meeting soon. Larissa was happy to have him out of her office and to have you in her, "Well as always, our conversations are a pleasure."

With that, the vampire finally made his exit. When the door finally shut, Larissa moved her chair backwards, allowing you the space to crawl out, but instead of letting you leave, she spread her legs wider, "Time to finish the job, baby."

You didn't have to be told twice. You dove between her legs, pulling her panties to the side so you could access her extremely wet pussy. All of your teasing and playing had made her incredibly wet and she was ready for you to finish up.

With her legs on your shoulders, you pulled her to the edge of her desk chair, causing her to gasp. You began by kissing her clit, your tongue flicking against the small bud. She had one hand on the back of your head, fingers tangling in your hair, "Oh, yes, baby. Make me cum."

You tightly gripped her thighs, most likely going to leave bruises against her fair skin. Your tongue traced the length of her pussy, enjoying the juices that you had caused to flow so freely. Finally, you inserted two fingers into her aching hole, adding a third which made her moan freely. It was unlike her not to restrain herself.

"God, you taste so good." You take a break from eating her so you could shower her with praises, your fingers were still at work, however, "I can't get enough of you. I'd spend my life between your legs if you let me..."

"Don't tempt me." Larissa groaned, her hand applying more pressure to the back of your head, silently suggesting that you should apply more tongue in making her cum. You follow her indirect instructions and after you begin licking at her clit, her hips start bucking against your mouth.

You use your grip of her hips to try and keep her steady, but as she neared her orgasm, it became harder to keep her still. With the help of your tongue, fingers, and the grinding of her hips, Larissa finally came. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her head was leaned back against the chair, enjoying the endorphins and oxytocin now flowing through her body.

You smile to yourself, leaning your head against her thigh. You thought just for a moment that look up at this woman from between her thighs might be the best view in the world.

i think sub larissa is my favorite now 🥺

I've literally been craving a sub!Larisa x dom!reader for god knows how long now 😭

Maybe Larissa was making the reader jealous in a way?

Larissa Weems x Reader -

Glutton for Punishment

She knew exactly what she was doing and she knew better. Larissa wasn't drunk. She was just trying to get a rise out of you. Tonight you had chosen to go to a bar in Burlington with your girlfriend, yet you had hardly spoken to her all night. She had been too busy approaching other patrons, having loud discussions, and standing far too close to them for your liking.

Larissa knew what was going to come of this. She enjoyed making you jealous like this and she enjoyed the punishment she recieved afterwards. You remained there in your chair watching her and seething, planning the way you would punish her for this.

Your final straw came when Larissa looked you from across the room, an innocent smile graced across her lips before she reached up and touched the woman's face who was standing next to her.

Pushing your chair back, you have decided that it is time for you both to leave. She watches you the entire way you talk to her, knowing full well that she was in for it.

You approach the conversation between Larissa and two strangers with a smile, looping your arm through Larissa's, "Awh, I hate to break this up, hon, but we have to be headed home."

"Really? So soon?" Larissa smiled down at you her other hand coming over to grip your arm that was looped through hers.

"I'm afraid so." This was a dance you both had done so many times before.

"Oh, well. It was great meeting you both." Larissa was just as happy to leave as you, knowing her punishment to come was going to be delicious.

You both walked in silence from the bar to the car. You wanted to make her squirm a bit, not cluing her in on what was in store.

You were so happy with your parking placement. It was on the edge of the parking lot with a forest on the other side, perfectly private. You pretended as though you were going to Larissa's side of the car to open her door so you could close it after she entered the vehicle. You were behind Larissa when you opened the car door and you stopped her with an arm around her waist.

"Do you like me when I'm jealous?" You sneared, Larissa bracing herself with one hand at the top of the car door and the other atop of the car.

"Yes." Larissa was honest, her face staring at the ground.

"Hm..." Your hands drift down her sides, pulling her skirt upwards. She shifts away from you a bit, but you hold her into place, "I thought you liked being touched in public places?"

Larissa bit her lip, she was terrified of getting caught, but her want for you was greater than her fears.

You continued pulling up her skirt until it was bunched around her hips. You waste no time in dipping a hand beneath the waistband of her panties, wanting to feel how wet she was. Her pusssy was soaked, "Is this for me? Or is this from those strangers?

"You, always you." She swallowed deeply, hoping you would keep your hand in her panties.

"Spread your legs."

Larissa followed your orders as you began playing with her clit. You could tell she was trying to control her breathing, but you knew how to get the best of her.

"Tell me how much you want it."

Larissa bit her lip as you kept going rubbing harder and faster. She gasped, knowing that she wasn't going to last much longer. Then you move your hand away allowing her to groan in frustration.

"You certainly are a glutton for punishment." You growl, not budging until she did what she was told.

"God, I want you so bad. Please make me cum... please..." You smirk, finally giving in. You begin rubbing her clit once again, stopping every few seconds to dip your fingers in her aching sex before pulling them out and repeating the process again. Your other hand moved from holding Larissa in place to lightly squeezing the much taller woman's neck.

She loved when you had her under your control like this. You spoke once again, hoping to set her over the edge with your words, "I'm going to fuck you senseless when we get home. It seems you need a little reminder of who this cunt belongs to."

From the years you two had been together, you knew Larissa inside and out, a professional in making her cum. Your words did, in fact, send her over the edge.

She wasn't prepared for the suddenness of this orgasm as she released a loud groan. Anyone on the nearest block probably heard her.

You help Larissa pull her skirt down and swat her on the ass, "Let's get you home, honey. I think you need a proper fucking."

i did this last night half asleep so 'm sorry for the quality and everything but please, could someone, ANYONE on this platform write the filthiest, roughest, sweatiest smut ever written with this woman as the big star of it? please please please please i'm really on the verge of insanity for the non-existent content. she's the perfect muse for something like that. and i'm indeed desperate.

i might need a moment to recover after this

Please could you do a part 2 for sub!Larisa? Maybe they get caught or close to being caught aswell?

Larissa Weems x dom!reader smut -

Glutton for Punishment pt. 2

Authors Note: This story is a combo of ideas from the past day or so. Another anon asked for a spank fic. There is a edit made by @miaivy of Gwen that is next level hot (so go take a gander). Then there was the photo inspo (found below) from @sapphicsbeloved combined with this ask. I just had to do it guys.

You had been sitting at your desk, grading last weeks assignments when your phone buzzed. It was the final class of the day and you had given your class the afternoon to finish up projects or work on homework for other classes. You had been drinking water when you saw the message from Larissa.

You immediately start choking, starting a coughing fit that causes all of the students to perk up their heads. You wave a hand and turn away from them, trying to still yourself.

She sent the following photo with no context whatsoever. Be still my aching vagina, you thought to yourself.

You immediately shoot back a text. Only imagining what tonight was going to be like when you got home.

Y/n: What if I had been driving right then? I could have died.

Larissa: I guess you would have died happy.

Y/n: Touche

Larissa: When are you done today? If you don't get home soon, I might just have to take care of this ache between my legs by myself.

Y/n: Be home in 20. Don't touch yourself until I get there.

You were watching the clock like a hawk for the rest of class, stopping to glance once again at the picture she had taken of herself. Rarely did she use her abilities to change things like her hair color, which you didn't mind, but she looked incredible in the photo.

That next 15 minutes of class took hours. Quickly you scooted your students out the door, leaving and locking the classroom after them. You had 5 minutes to get back to Larissa's.

Once you were in the front door, you let your coat and bag fall to the floor, kicking off your shoes and immediately headed towards the bedroom where you were sure Larissa was waiting for you. You were unbuttoning your shirt, shedding it from your shoulders when you stopped in the doorway of your shared room. Larissa was in the bed, already touching herself. She knew what was coming now that she had disobeyed your orders.

She looked you directly in the eyes as she slipped her fingers in and out of herself. Larissa was propped up on pillows, her lingerie set still on. You thought your head would explode at the sight of her sprawled out on that bed touching herself.

"You know you're in trouble right?" You growled. Larissa maintained her pace, you could tell she was getting close. Her second hand moved down between her legs, beginning to play with her own clit. She tossed her head back with a moan.

You enjoyed listening to her moans and groans while you gathered the chafe free rope that would be your assistant for the night. You heard Larissa's orgasm first. Spinning around, you finally made your way over to the bedside, Larissa had her fingers in her mouth while making searing eye contact with you.

"Are you ready for your punishment?" You stood at the bedside, fully clothed apart from your partially unbuttoned shirt.

She nodded slowly, pulling her fingers from her mouth. Then she offered a recommendation that made you lick your lips, "I think I need to be spanked."

"I think you're right." You smirk as you watch Larissa get onto all four and crawl to the edge of the bed, offering you her fingers first. You took them in your mouth, tasting whatever remained on them.

She knew the routine. You moved away from her, sitting on the chaise lounge in the corner of the room, and she laid herself across your lap, awaiting your hand. You gently give her ass a squeeze, "I told you not to touch yourself..."

"But I did..." Larissa finished your sentence, earning herself the first of many spanks that evening.

"I'm starting to think you like making me mad, hmm?" You hum, gently stroking her ass cheek before giving her three solid spanks.

She hummed in delight at each time your hand made contact with her ass, "Mhmm."

"Like I said, you are a glutton for punishment." You growl, proceeding to spank her until both of her ass cheeks were bright red and you could feel her wetness through the knee of your pant leg.

"I think it's time..." You lean in to whisper into Larissa's black hair.

You feel her nod and swallow deeply. She was aching with anticipation. You took her back to the bed, gently tying her to the bedposts. The ropes attached to her arms were longer so her ass could sit right on the edge of the bed. She gave a breathy moan each time you finished tying a knot.

Once she was restricted in front of you, you stroked her stockinged shin, pressing a kiss to her knee, "Pick a number between 5-10."

"8."

"8 orgasms it is." You smile as she exhaled deeply, shutting her eyes in frustration. While she knew she could handle that many, she was going to be a mess afterwards.

You move from Larissa, pulling over a chair, and seat yourself in front of the woman, Now this is fine dining.

Moving slowly, you kiss her thighs and stomach, putting your lips everywhere she didn't want them. After a huff of frustration from Larissa, you make your way down to her black lace clad pussy. You trace a finger up and down which makes her squirm, pulling against the restraints. Finally, you pull them to the side.

"Shhh..." You hush her as you slowly lower your lips, parting them with your tongue and you begin eating Larissa. You wanted to go slow, but as soon as you had your first taste you couldn't help yourself from offering her the speed and intensity that brought on her first and second orgasms quite easily.

Suddenly, you heard a noise from outside the bedroom door, making you pull away from Larissa's dripping cunt. You make your way to the door, gently cracking it open, coming face to face with one of your coworkers.

"I was wondering where you were. I told Vlad you were probably just getting ready."

Your look of bewilderment made the teacher continue forth with her explanations.

"You do remember the dinner party, right? Vlad and I are here for wine night?"

You had totally forgotten. In the heat of the moment, the plans must have completely slipped your mind. The visiting professor finally took in your disheveled state, partially looking over you to see the arms tied to the bed.

Quickly they look away, their lips sucked between their teeth. Their face went completely red, as was yours, "You know I think Vlad and I should be going. We can just reschedule this for a different time."

"Perhaps." You nod, wanting them to leave so badly.

"We will show ourselves out." You shut the door and lock it before they even have the chance to truly walk away. You really didn't care at this point. You had a job to finish.

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Larissa was on her sixth orgasm when her eyes began to water. She was wondering if she could actually make it two more. Her cries of ecstasy had been nonstop. You hadn't looked at a clock. You had no clue how long you had been at this.

The more she came, the more sensitive she was. Using your fingers now, you gently circled her clit, not wanting to apply to much pressure. The longer you went, the more she pulled and trashed against the restraints.

You gently pushed against her bud and then begin circling it again, pressing on it once again. Larissa was now screaming with an orgasm. Afterwards she kept repeating, "Please, please, please..."

"One more time baby..." You whisper, lifting your head. Gently you began untying the restraints around her legs, allowing the ropes to fall to the floor. Before she could move her hips away, you take ahold of her once more. You pressed forward. Lowering your lips to her pussy, you begin the slow journey of making her cum for the last time. You lick the length of her, taking your time to taste the cum leaking from her.

You were fully entranced in the process. Your mouth was slick with her juices. Your arms wrapped around her legs, fingers digging into her skin. She was mewing, her whines high pitches. Her hips involuntarily bucked against you, spurring you onwards.

You were trying to be as gentle as possible, circling her clit for the last time, avoiding any heavy pressure that would most likely send little shockwaves of pain through Larissa.

A loud gasp came from Larissa as her final of the orgasm of the night rocked through her, her legs moving to squeeze the sides of your head. As she finally releases you, you press kisses to her legs, allowing her to come off her high.

"Did you learn your lesson?" You ask, standing from your chair.

"Did I?" She asks in response. A breathy laugh escaping her lips as she gazed back at you, eyes heavy with lust. She certainly does not tire easily.

Work Distraction

Pairing: Larissa Weems x reader

TW: NSFW, heavy smut(more info under cut)

Word count: 2K

Prompts: Mommy kink, orgasm denial, overstimulation, oral sex, shapeshifting, rough sex, praise kink, established relationship

Summary: Larissa is once more overworking herself in her office, and you’d do anything to help her unwind.

A/N: This was supposed to be a short fluff fic but i'm FERAL for this woman. I'm accepting requests! Apologize for any mistake i might not catch when editing, english is not my first language. Enjoy!

Larissa sighed loudly as she pinched the bridge of her nose, frustration starting to get to her. Her job as the headmaster of Nevermore was not an easy one, it was her duty to oversee everything all at once and she would often end the day tired to the bone because of it.

A gentle knock interrupted her spiral of thoughts, exhaling once more she commanded whoever it was to come in.

“Is this a bad time, my love?”

You asked while quietly entering the office to check on her.

Her weak smile confirmed your worries, she was once again overworking herself to death. Did she even have dinner yet? 

“For you? Never”

You arrived behind her chair, engulfing her with your embrace and softly kissed her neck. Larissa chuckled, her voice frail from fatigue. 

“Larissa, just how many hours is it that you’re locked in here working? Did you at least have dinner?”

The concern in your tone didn’t go unnoticed to her, but dinner? It wasn’t already this late, was it? She still had so much work to do.

“Dinner, already? But it’s barely…”

She turned to check the time, an almost deafening 11:22 PM staring right back in a seemingly mocking way. 

“Oh dear…I didn't realize it was so late!”

She continued mumbling under her breath, now even more distressed by the amount of preparation yet to be worked on. Outreach day was coming, the next Rave’n theme was yet to be decided and… 

“Larissa?”

Your sweet voice paused her mind once more, she looked at you in the eyes while the fire in her chimney burned faintly.

“You’ve done an excellent job lately and I'm so very proud of you, but you need to rest and take better care of yourself. Overworking yourself is not healthy and I don't wish to see you like this…”

You cupped her check lovingly, brushing your thumb against her face, and tenderly kissed her lips. Tension left her body as she closed her eyes, embracing the sensation of your soft lips crushing against hers. 

Silently moaning she guided you on her lap, her kisses not slowing down even for a second. They began gently, filled with love and devotion, but the pent up stress inside Larissa quickly overflowed her senses.

She was desperate to kiss you, desperate to feel you, desperate to have you.

Barely looking she moved the things on her table aside, her lips still hungerly devouring you as she rose from her chair slamming you gently on the desk.

You gulped as you looked up at her tall frame, Larissa was undressing you with her eyes. She was catching her breath while admiring you, her nails dragging over your already open legs.

“Such a good little girl for mommy, offering yourself to me like this”

Your heart skipped a beat at the name calling, it made your mind melt rendering you a weak and pathetic slut for her.

“Do you want to help mommy unwind, pet?” Larissa asked, keeping your legs spread open.

“Yes, mommy. Please, use me as you wish” 

She laughed, amused by your obedience and bright red cheeks.

“Aww, just look at you…”

You backed as much as you could against the wooden desk as she bends over you, her lips just inches away from yours.

“Such a blushing mess for mommy, aren’t you?” 

Her tormenting teasing continued on as her hands began to undress you slowly, taking her sweet time with each button of your shirt. Being a shapeshifter had many advantages, and being able to change even the smallest parts of her body was one of them.

Her index finger transformed into a sharp claw as she grabbed the middle end of your bra, and with a sudden motion she sliced it away revealing your chest. 

A moan escaped from you, it wasn’t the first she had done it and by now you had simply lost count of how many she brought back for you the next day.

Larissa finished undressing you, deliberately leaving your panties on for last.

“Touch yourself for mommy, pet”

Nodding obediently you began to stimulate your clit, your embarrassment causing you to look away: something you knew she deeply hated. 

Or maybe it wasn’t embarrassment, maybe you wanted to be punished by the Mistress of Nevermore.

One of her hands grabbed your chin, forcing you to stare at her as the other worked on undressing herself. 

“Look at me when you touch something that is mine, pet” 

You moaned as your gaze was forced to look in her direction, her hungry eyes observing you like a prey. The sight of her now uncovered breast made you go faster, wanting every single inch of her. 

“Mommy…may i cum, please?” 

The effect she had on you caused you to be already so close to release, something she’d never let you achieve if not by her explicit command. 

“Already begging mommy to cum? You must be truly hopeless…”

She grinned down at you, enjoying your body squirm in anticipation for her permission. But this was just the beginning of the night, and she would have not made it so easy for you.

“No, you may not. Now stop and show mommy just how wet you are for her”

You whined a bit to her, but quickly obeyed by removing your soaking panties. Spreading your legs even more Larissa admired you like you were the most valuable gem in the universe, already proud of herself for making you so wet without even having touched you yet.

She slowly hoovered over your sensitive pussy and placed a soft gentle kiss right on your clit, your moans filling the room like a melody. She kept going, kissing every time with more frenzy and growing hunger. 

What would anyone think of you if they had walked in here while you were being “kissed” by none other than Larissa Weems? If they only knew just how many times she had fucked you on the same desk they’d left their reports on.

Larissa could not help herself any longer, she craved to taste you more than anything in this world. Her kissing suddenly turned into licking as she grabbed your legs, holding you steady in place.

“M-Mommy!”

You loudly yelled as you tugged on her hair, pushing her deeper into you. Larissa sucked your helpless clit, her nails digging into skin leaving marks all around; she was much stronger than she appeared and her unbroken grip testified to it, you couldn’t move away even if you wanted to.

Devouring you with no mercy Larissa decided to take things up a notch with her powers, she broke away from your cunt leaving a trail of saliva connecting her to it. Regaining your breath you looked at her confused, whining at the interruption. Why did she stop? You wanted her so bad.

“Mommy, please don’t stop! Oh please, mommy!...” 

“You are an insatiable one, aren’t you? But luckily mommy is feeling very generous, do you really want mommy to not stop eating you out?”

You nodded vehemently, desperate to feel her on your throbbing count once more.

“Don’t say mommy didn’t warn you now, pet”

Her tongue suddenly transformed, appearing larger and longer, almost monster like, and without any warning she filled your pussy with it. Suddenly you were overwhelmed by the sensation of Larissa’s inhuman tongue fucking you dumb, your mind couldn’t focus on anything else anymore.

Your loud screams filled the room, all you could yell was her title.

MOMMY!

MOMMY, OH GOD MOMMY!!!

Tears of pleasure ran down your cheeks, she wouldn’t be slowing down for any reason. Her work-related stress had left the principal an animal guided only by the desire to hear your screams, her grip growing tighter as to ensure her prey couldn’t escape.

Your orgasm was building up faster than before, as she was hitting all the right spots deep inside you and was feral with it. 

Gripping to the desk tightly you held yourself as the orgasm grew closer and closer, your glossy eyes staring down on her as you tried to speak.

“Pl-please, please please may i cum now, mommy? I-I’m…”

A loud moan interrupted you. 

“So close, please mommy!!!”

Larissa opened her eyes, staring at your begging expression, you swear you could feel her smiling while eating you out. She didn’t say a word, wanting to test your patience and draw out your torment even longer, your sweet tears were so beautiful to her.

After what felt like an eternity she nodded, pushing her monstrous tongue deeper inside than earlier. You thanked her while sobbing, finally allowing yourself to cum.

A powerful flow of pleasure rushed inside your body, legs shaking as you looked up to see stars. Loudly whimpering her name you expected her to stop licking after this, but to your demise Larissa was far from satisfied.

She gripped you closer, keeping your legs shut open as she continued to devour your helpless and overstimulated pussy.

Everything felt much more intense now, almost too much. It was a mixture between endless pleasure and pure maddening torture, but your blank mind wasn’t able to decide on which of the two decide on.

She opened her eyes to admire you once more, hearing your cries just wasn’t enough. Her tongue slowly slipped out of you, now focusing its torment towards your poor clit. 

You were a sobbing mess, overwhelmed with pleasure and moaning non stop. How was this woman so good at fucking you.

A second, final, orgasm was building itself up. You closed your eyes to prepare for the second wave of clashing pleasure, but just seconds before it could hit you…Larissa stopped.

“NOOHOH, please! Mommy, PLEASEHEH!”

You screamed, sobbing like you were throwing a fit at her.

She appeared unphased at your begging, and kept your orgasm close but just out of reach by touching your sensitive clit excruciatingly slowly. Larissa was a sadist, and your pain filled her with happiness like nothing else in the world.

“Why should I let you cum again, mh? Have you been a good girl for me? Did you earn it?”

Her smooth silk voice mocked you.

“Y-YES! Please mommy, I've been a very good girl, please!”

A small smirk painted Larissa’s face, her fingers moving slightly faster at your response.

“And to who do you belong, my pet? Who owns this pretty pussy of yours?” 

“To you! I belong to you and only you, mommy! P-Please!”

“Good girl.”

Pleased by your answer she plunged down on your clit, kissing it one last time causing your orgasm to crush once more inside of you. Your entire body shakes as it tries to elaborate on the intense pleasure it was experiencing.

Gasping for air you felt the soft palm of Larissa’s hand cup your cheek, brushing away the tears from your eyes. You extended your arms, a silent request to be embraced by her which she couldn’t refuse.

Laughing softly she picked you up and sat back down on her chair, cuddling you gently and making sure you were safe.

“Are you alright, y/n? Was I too rough on you this time?”

Still grasping back your senses, you nodded while hugging closer to her.

“I-I’m ok, Are…you…alright?...”

You asked in between breaths, she truly destroyed you this time.

“Much better, my love. Thank you for always taking such good care of me. I’ve let myself be too focused on work that I had forgotten about it…”

“You…still need to…eat something”

“Even after the delicious meal I just had?”

Larissa teased, did this woman have no shame?

“Yes! No….no excuses!...”

You responded while glaring at her, you knew this woman wasn’t joking about going to bed with her belly empty. You felt her chuckle wholeheartedly at your scolding, nodding.

“As you wish, darling. I promise you I'll take better care of myself from now on”

You gently took her head with your hands and admired her, a moment of silence left the two of you gazing into each other's eyes. 

“I love you so much, Larissa”

“And you have no idea how much I love you, y/n”

You both inched closer, embracing one another, and sealed the night with one final kiss.

i love how she tries to convince herself that it's a completely innocent glimpse 🥺

Binoculars see all (smut)

Larissa weems x reader

Larissa accidentally spotting something with binoculars 👀

Warning smut ahead!!

Authors notes: had this idea in my head for ages and finally wrote it out! I am currently taking requests, and please leave comments they are so greatly appreciated ☺️

Larissa pov

Watching Wednesday shoot that perfect bullseye, Larissa couldn’t help but smirk. She had to admit it but the young lady was something else and if only she behaved could be Nevermores finest student yet.

Seeing a flash of movement out of the corner of her binoculars her curiosity peaked and moved her view to the tower on the other side of the school. She liked to keep an eye on all her students making sure they were not getting into trouble.

Scanning up and down the tower she finally spots what had caught her eye.

There you were strutting around your room naked at the day you were born with your wet hair clinging to your body. You had clearly just gotten out of the shower and were getting ready for teaching. Realising what she had just seen she gasped pulling the binoculars away a deep blush spreading across her face.

She moved back to her desk trying to shake the image of your body out of her head, looking at the binoculars sitting on her desk. She bit her lip, ‘just one look won’t hurt’.

‘no this is deeply inappropriate and quite frankly a huge invasion of privacy!’ she fought with her inner monologue telling her self.

‘well I could at least check that she’s ready and not going to run late for classes’

Gingerly lifting them and moving to the window she looks again. Scanning over your body, Larissa couldn’t help but lick her lips.

You bent over ass to the window fetching a box from under your bed and moving to door checking it was locked. Giving Larissa a full view of your beautiful legs and ass, she bit her lip to suppress a moan and her eyes grew darker.

Larissa pondered to herself why you were still naked but that was soon answered when you lifted a vibrator from the box.

Perching yourself up on our bed, you teased yourself. Running hands over your breasts and Larissa couldn’t help but mirror you, running her own hand over her covered body with her free hand.

She could see you moan and she could feel heat pooling down below, wishing she could hear your noises. Her hands twitched as your own moved down pinching your own nipples.

Groaning she saw your hands delve to your core, playing with your clit you circled your fingers legs clenching together. You moved fast then slow, drawing out moans and whimpers.

Reaching for the vibrator you slid it over your slick heat, back arching at the stimulation. You pinched at your nipples again and rubbed the vibrator down over your clit and then is disappeared into your folds.

Larissa couldn’t help but touch herself, her hand slipping down her skirt and finding her own clit and rubbing her clit feeling her slickness coating her fingers.

A moan escaped her lips as she was already soaking, the taboo actions of her hand as she watched you had her so close.

Watching you she could tell you were close , your breaths were laboured and movements were getting more frantic, faster and rougher.

She watched your lips wishing she could claim them, she was so close. Larissa hand sped up and gasped she watched as you came undone she could have sworn she saw you mouth her name but couldn’t be sure.

She was so close herself watching you come to your pleasure and ride it out. Rubbing faster she looked to your eyes and gasped dropping the binoculars and ripping her hand from her skirt.

She could have sworn you were looking directly at her. ‘there’s no way she could have seen me, she wouldn’t have been able too!’ Trying to reason with herself to get her heart rate back down.

She swiftly picked up the binoculars putting them on her desk. Larissa planted herself back in her seat and tried to look at the paperwork that was sitting in her desk to rid her mind of what she had seen, trying to convince herself she was not caught by you.

She was gaining success in the distraction only breaking focus when she shifted her legs and felt the pleasurable discomfort between her legs that she so desperately wanted to be resolved.

‘I’m sure it would only take a second to fix’ all her resolve and sense went out the window when she pressed her fingers against her clothed core. Moaning she spread her leg and moved her underwear to the side, her fingers applying pressure to her swollen clit .

Not wanting to waste time she started to move her hand in swift movement, it wasn’t long until she was at her breaking point. Biting her lip as her pleasure was on the edge, she moved faster image’s of you running through her mind, imaging your moans and whimpers. Imaging her fingers were your own.

Gripping the desk with her free hand knuckles turning white, her eyes widened and all movements grinded to a stop when she heard the door to her office knock.

i didn't know how much i needed this until now omg

Larissa x witch!reader idea where Larissa uses her strap on reader but reader uses her magic so Larissa can also gain pleasure from it

yes.....

Warning: smut 18+, biting, this is my first Larissa fic so sorry if I haven’t quite captured her correctly. Dom Larissa, Sub reader. Not edited so might be a lil rough around the edges 

cor meum - my heart 

You had planned the night perfectly, sneaking into Larrisa's personal quarters attached to her office that morning to enchant the strap you now knew sat in the second drawer on the right of her desk being able to sense the magical aura the item now gave off. Your smile held an innocence you didn’t possess as you sat patiently on a chair across from her desk in her office. Her assistant mentioned she only stepped away for a moment to deal with a trivial matter when you saw her on the way out the door so you saw no harm in waiting. Playing with the ends of your untethered hair you couldn’t help but feel the way excitement buzzed under your skin for the event yet to come with the only woman who made you feel alive causing your eyes to glow brightly with pent up energy. It had been nearly two weeks since Larissa had given you more than a soft goodnight kiss, the events since outreach day taking up the entirety of her time but you didn’t mind all good things come to those who wait and you had been waiting patiently. For a moment reality struck as you truly realize how codependent you’ve become.... how codependent she’s made you but the thoughts vanish the moment her office door opens and her smooth buttery voice fills your ears.

“I apologize for making you wait darling.”

The few clicks of her heels indicate her long strides toward you and by the end of her sentence you feel her soft lips on the top of your head.

“I don’t mind waiting for you cor meum.”

A small smile graces Larissa’s face as she moves to take her seat behind her desk sitting down with an audible sigh from weeks of exhaustion. A tsk leaves your lips as you stand and follow your lover lifting a soft hand to her cheek once you reach her side. 

“You have not taken a moments rest in at least a week.”

Your voice is soft as you run your fingers over her cheek enjoying the way she closes her eyes and nuzzles into your hand.

“Even the principal of Nevermore needs a break.”

A chuckle left the silver haired woman before she opened her eyes sitting up straight. 

“Not when we have a trouble magnet such as Ms. Addams running loose in these halls. She disobeyed my direct order about campus lockdown. I swear one more slip up and it will result in expulsion no more of her childish mind games.”

Humming in response with a smile, enjoying the animated way she talks before rubbing a feather light finger up her arm. 

“Yes well the sun has set, Wednesday is in her bed, and all the staff are retired for the night. I believe it is safe for you to do the same and let off some steam. Relax a little maybe even get some real sleep.”

A sculpted eyebrow lifted as she held your gaze easily seeing right through your innocent facade yet you held strong bright smile and adoring eyes never leaving hers. 

“Mmmhmm is my little enchantress eager for some play time?”

The blush that flooded your cheeks at the title did little to help with your innocent act and it was all Larissa needed. In a moment she was on her feet in your space breathing your air, her tall body trapped you between her and her desk a small gasp leaving your mouth at the sudden movement.

“I have neglected my pretty little toy for to long.”

The words left her mouth and sent waves through your body, eyes going from her eyes to her lips as she continued to speak.

“Time I rectify that.”

Her lips crashed against yours domineering in a way that made you tingle, a hand gripped your waist in a iron grip holding you firm against the wood as the other tangled its way into your loose hair tugging your head back to give her easier access to your mouth. She devoured you in a way only she knew how and in seconds whimpers started to leave your lips. Your arms wrapped around her body, fingers digging into her back pulling her impossibly closer in attempt to completely surround yourself with her presence. Breaking for air once it had become to much Larissa waste no time traveling her soft red lips down your neck leaving sweet kisses that turned into harsh bites and you loved every second of it. Whimpers turned to moans as Larissa dug her teeth into your flesh, warmth pooled in your belly your mind already starting to cloud over with a familiar fog. You needed Larissa, your body called for her, your mind begged for her, your heart ached for her and as the silver hair goddess rose back to her full height the smirk on her face showed that she knew it all. Your chest heaved up and down as Larissa ran a finger down the side of your face before gripping your throat.

“Always so desperate for me to use you aren’t you sweetheart?”

A wicked smile spread across the woman’s face causing your heart to thump loudly in your chest.

“Yes Mistress.”

And as if you had slid in a key something unlocked deep within Larissa causing her sickening grin to grow.

“So well behaved.”

You couldn’t hide the beam at her praise as you watched her slowly pull her gloves off.

“please.”

The word was soft from your lips but she heard it all the same. Strong hands grabbed your waist easily lifting you up onto her desk.

“Begging already darling?”

You bit your lip while your eyes locked with hers. Hands touched every part of your body as she began to strip you pulling your shirt over your head before locking your lips in another steamy kiss. Moans escaped your mouth repeatedly you were on fire and Larissa’s cool touch was the only thing that could put out the flame. Pulling back from the kiss as Larissa runs her hands up your legs before gripping your thighs.

“please.”

A pleased hum slips past the taller woman’s lips before red lips once again attach to the skin on your neck. She was gentle making sure nothing laid in her way before she gently laid you back on her desk while her teeth harshly bit an sucked every piece of skin she could reach. Your eyes never left hers as she made her way down your body watching as she made her way past your chest towards your breast, nipples standing for attention through the fabric. A loud moan left your lips as her teeth grazed your sensitive flesh before sucking it into her mouth through the fabric. Skilled fingers undressed your lower half easily removing your pants and underwear without breaking away from you. Your legs spread wide eager for the woman to touch you and she didn’t disappoint a light trail of fire left behind where ever her hands grazed before she finally reached your leaking center.

“All this for me?” 

You nodded eagerly pleading with your eyes for her to continue.

“Only you Larissa.”

A smirk took hold of the woman as she lowered herself into her office chair, arms wrapped around your thighs as she leaned towards your glistening folds. The sensation of teeth on the inside of your thigh made you moan loudly your head falling back on the table, volume only increasing as she made her way closer and closer to where you needed her most. 

“Look at me.”

Lifting your head you lock eyes with the intense blue ones before you while she lowers herself to you heat. Licking a long stripe up towards your clit before sucking it in her mouth you don’t miss the faint moan she releases. Eyes never leaving hers as she begins to destroy you with her mouth your body quakes, moans and pleas slipping from your mouth repeatedly while your fingers slip into silver locks gripping them tightly. It didn’t take long for the pressure in your lower stomach to build eyes unbeknownst to you beginning to glow with your oncoming euphoria.

“Please...... I-fuck I’m so close.”

A humm was the only response you got and it tingled up your body. Larissa removed her mouth from your core with aloud pop a whine leaving your lips as she stood quickly removing her own dress and undergarments from the day.

“Such a good little witch, always taking everything I give.”

Your eyes followed her as she bent opening the drawer you knew contained your surprise.

“Always letting me use your beautiful little body.”

Her words continued to serenade you as she worked to attach the appendage to her hips. The moment it was secure you felt the bond of the magic you had enchanted it with take place your eyes sparkled at your lover as she moved back between your legs. You spread them wider eager to have her closer, deeper a slap echoed in the room as Larissa’s hands made contact with your thighs before she dragged her nails down your sensitive skin. Gripping the base of the strap Larissa began running the tip through you soaked folds fighting back a shiver as she realized she clearly felt the sensation at the tip of the toy. Investigating further she bean to push the tip in slowly but surely molding the both of you as one and this time she couldn’t hold back her moan as she bent her body over yours. The tight wet sensation trying to milk her for all she’s worth. 

“Surprise.”

You whispered in her ear and for once it was you smirking dangerously at her. A flush ran up her pale skin grunting as she brought her body closer pressing up against you.

“You little minx.”

The words were spoken through clenched teeth as she laid her head in the crook of your neck. Her hands reach down holding your hips as your arms wrapped around the woman’s neck and for just a moment you enjoyed the intimacy of it all, laying a loving kiss on Larissa’s shoulder you hug her closer wishing you could stay like this forever.

“I love you so much.”

Your words warmed Larissa’s heart one she thought would never beat like this again.

“I love you too darling.”

Larissa lifted meeting your lips in a loving kiss as her hips began to rock against yours. Both of you letting go breathy moans into the kiss as the sensations of your interlocked sex ran through both your bodies. Larissa had never felt a sensation like this the strap you enchanted truly acting as if it was apart of her body and she knew she wouldn’t last like she usually did. Slamming her hips against you a bit rougher knowing how much you enjoyed it, she felt your walls flutter around her as your nails dug into her back and she knew she would get addicted to this. The true feeling of being inside you. Breaking the kiss while lifting off you she ignored your whimpers at the distance, running a hand up your body through the valley of your breast around your neck she applied pressure before slamming against you. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you empty arms chose to wrap around knees instead holding yourself wide open for her. The loud sloshing sound was evidence of your arousal as Larissa used you to get off. Larissa’s pace a brutal and you took it all.

“fuck.”

You croaked out voice raspy and barely audible with the hand around your neck and the word sent tingles straight through Larissa’s body. 

“Your squeezing me for all I’m worth.” 

You only whimpered in response. 

“God I’m going to cum.”

Larissa grip never loosened as she bent down towards your face hers close enough that you could feel her panting breath against your lips. You noises were endless the pleasure buzzing through your body getting to a point where it was almost overwhelming, once again your eyes began to glow as your euphoria from earlier returned. Letting go of your legs you allow them to wrap around her waist, hands once again finding her her back feeling her body close.

“Cum.”

Your body responds like it always does, eyes rolling back as your release takes over your body shaking with the effect. Larissa isn’t far behind pushing deeply one last time before her body tenses with her release your hold on her never loosens even after you come down even after she relaxes against you, her hand resting against your throat.

“Happy Anniversary cor meum.”

You whisper before placing a light kiss on her head.

“Happy Anniversary my love.”

my wife does not get tired easily, indeed

I'm so shy to ask but anyway, can i request a Jealous!Larissa x Innocent!Reader, where Principal Weems is just so tired of seeing men and women trying to hit on HER Y/n the whole day and Y/n js casually talk to those people without realising she's being hit on,then Principal shows her who she belongs,

(IDK HOW TO MAKE A REQUEST I'M VERRY SORRY, I REALLY LOVE YOUR FICS SOMUCHHHH!)

Hers.

summary: larissa doesn't like when people flirt with what isnt theirs.

pairings: larissa weems x reader

word count: 2k.

warnings: mistress kink, dom!larissa, jealousy and possessive!larissa, kind of angry sex, innocent!reader, younger/older relationship dynamic.

a/n: this was so hot to write omg. I love love writing jealous larissa. And thank u so much for sending this request in! I hope you like it! <3

All day Larissa has watched countless women and men just casually flirt with her person right in front of her. It’s astonishing none of them were reported missing (and it’s not like she can do much about it anyway being the principal of nevermore academy already has a reputation amongst the normies of society) but god it was just so frustrating to watch, them try to flatter you, complement you, place their hands on your shoulder and the entire time you were so oblivious to what they were doing and how they were talking to you that you didn't see the way Larissa’s face had flushed with anger and jealousy. 

And it wasn’t easy to break Larissa. She was just so overprotective of you that it was hard enough to deal with people eying you when she was right there next to you and they were looking at you like you were a meal they’d love to take a bite out of. 

She would never let that happen, ever, not in a heartbeat. 

She tried to keep her cool all day until the two of you got home, but then something inside her snapped. 

There was a new professor at the academy after last year's incident with Hyde that was involved with many deaths around town and the trauma that brought to everyone there. Immediately out of everyone that had caught her attention was you, her beloved. And she just couldn’t take it anymore. 

She walked up to the professor that was trying to chat you up, with their smiles and flirtatious remarks, her blood boiled, her hands were practically in a fist. Then once you had saw her, your eyes softened and your hand reached out for her to grab and her heart melted. 

“Hi honey” you smiled, “ready to go home?” 

She nods, pulling you in for a needy, passionate kiss. 

When she pulled away, you were all breathless and your face burned. 

“What was that for?” you asked. 

“Just reminding people that you’re mine” she grins, sending a warning glare to the other woman whose face turned pale. 

“Uh, I’ll see you both later. Goodbye.” and with that, she’s gone. 

Larissa smirks. She feels much relief when she walks off in such a hurry. But there’s still this horrid feeling of jealousy lingering inside her of how all day she’s had to keep her cool and not say anything until now. She wonders if you even noticed, but she knows better that you wouldn’t. Not when you’re so in love with her. 

Still just the way they kept staring at you like that… just doesn’t feel right. 

“Are you ready to go home my love?” you ask the silver blonde who nods.  

“Yes, let’s go home.” 

–

The ride back was rather awkward. She listened to your vents and talked about your day and then she’d talk about hers and dinner plans for tonight. There was tension in the car between you both that you didn’t even catch on. Though Larissa loves you dearly, she just wishes you weren’t so oblivious all the time. 

“Honey?” your voice snaps her out of her thoughts as she lets out a him. “Are you okay? You looked like you were spaced out there for a second.” 

Oh so now you notice her change of mood. 

Larissa wants to say she’s fine. But she knows that isn’t fair on you or her for this relationship to work. She has to tell you the truth, because she’d hate to lose you over something so stupid. 

“Can we uh talk about… what happened today?” Larissa asks, guestrig with her hand for you to sit on your shared bed with her. 

“Sure!” you beamed, “but we’ve already talked about today?” you said, tilting your head to the side, looking dumbfounded and she wants to laugh at how adorable that was. 

“Yes, but… There’s something you must know” she pauses, maybe she doesn’t have to bring this up, maybe she can just cook dinner with you and forget about it all and just go on the rest of the night pretending today was just fine. But she loves you so much that she just couldn’t. “All day, did you see the way men and women were looking at you like they wanted a bite out of you whenever they had the chance to talk to you?” she watches you blink, still confused and she continues. “I just couldn’t stand it my love! Their lingering touches, obvious flirtatious remarks of my lover, my person! I just… my temper got the better of me and all I wanted to do was scream at them all that you’re mine. Scream at the world, the universe, that you are my love. Not theirs.” 

She finally lets herself breathe after that confession. She closes her eyes and takes a breath in and out. Just like how her father taught her how to handle whenever her emotions got too overwhelming for her to the point where she feels like she’s going to break. 

You watch her intently. Trying to think back on all the nice conversations you’ve had with other people today and even the ones you’ve met for the first time. Now that you look back, there was something on in the way they’d touch your arm, place their hands on your shoulders or stand a little too close for your liking. You tried to think it was just friendliness, but if it was just that it wouldn't have bothered Larissa that much. And you care so much about her that you hate that she's feeling like this. 

“Oh honey I didn’t know… truly, if I did. I would have ended the conversation immediately if they were doing anything inappropriate.” 

The silver blonde stands up with a humourless chuckle as she rolls her eyes. “My love, that's the point! It was inappropriate! The touches! The stares! The way they talked to you! In public of all places it was just inappropriate and not at all professional!” she growls, throwing her hands up in the air as she’s now pacing around the bedroom. 

You tried reaching out to her, but you knew better than in moments like this she just needed her space. 

“My love I… what can I do to make you feel better again? to not let you worry ever again about anybody taking me away from you?” you asked with a soft smile, trying to keep your hands to yourself. 

Her lips curled into a grin and there was a glint in her eyes of all the things she wants to do to you right now that would definitely make her feel better. 

“Take your clothes off.” she demanded, with her hands on her hips. 

You do as you're told. Taking your time to get out of your work clothes and your heart was beating so fast against your chest you thought it would rip out of you from the way she was looking at you like that. 

When you’re standing bare in front of her, cheeks heating up and she practically coos at how cute you look, all shy and flustered. 

“God you drive me crazy” she growls, pressing her lips to yours as she pulls you in for a rough passionate kiss. 

Your mouth opens to a moan as your hands go to touch at her sides, but she slaps them away and you yelp, giving her puppy dog eyes and pouty lips. 

“Mistress… please, let me touch you” you mewl. 

Oh how badly she’d love for you to touch her, fuck her, but no. this was a much needed reminder of who you belong to. It’s been a bit where she’s put her marks on your skin. 

And this time she will make it visible. 

“No,” she said sternly, shaking her head. “I’m going to fuck you until you’re screaming my name out, begging for me to let you come. Making sure even the neighbors hear how good I fuck your tight cunt with my cock.” 

You whine at her words, your thighs clenching together at the arousal pulsing through you. 

“Please…” you whimper as she grabs you and flips you on your stomach with your ass in the air and gives it a slap, earning another whimper from you, “please…” 

“Please what? Mhm?” she teases her fingers into your dripping cunt, pumping them in and out of you slowly at a tormenting slow pace. 

“Please fuck me mistress,” you whined. 

“Now how can I deny that?” she chuckles, withdrawing her digits out of you as she gets off the bed, making you wait there for her. 

You only heard the sounds of her shuffling around the room, curiosity spikes in you like a flame that she ignited. Your pussy throbbing with want and need and your legs already ached, but it wasn’t enough. You wanted to be filled, no, you needed to be filled by her. You wanted her to stuff you, fuck you rough, get the sounds out of you, make you scream her name out. 

She climbs back onto the bed, placing her hands on your hips as she pulls you against her front and you gasp as you feel the tip of the dildo at your entrance, she’s teasing you, of course she is. But fuck do you love it so much when she does. 

Larissa eyes you. Taking in your gorgeous form in front of her like you were a fallen angel and she was the demon claiming you. Larissa couldn’t wait any longer than you did as she’s slipping in her fake silicone cock inside your tight hole after she coats it with your wetness and lube so it wouldn’t hurt too much for you, but she knows you can handle anything she gives you. you whined happily, finally having something inside you, stretching you out wonderfully. 

“Fuck, oh god–” you gasped. She pulls out of you again before slapping her hips with yours at a brutal pace that just feels so good you already feel your eyes welling up. “Larissa!” you moaned as she thrust the strap in and out of you. 

“Yes, my love?” she chuckles. “Aw, is somebody ready to come?” 

You whined loudly, feeling your tears already streaming down your cheeks as you choked out a sob, “please let me come… oh please.” you begged. 

“Mhm I don’t think I should let you come, baby, since it seemed you were enjoying the attention you got today from all those people flirting with what isn’t theirs, touching what doesn’t belong to them, if only they know who you makes you scream the loudest when you get fucked like the filthy girl you are.” she gowls, fucking into you harder. 

“I’m yours, please, I’m only yours, I only belong to you, my love. Nobody else loves me good like you to, nobody can fuck me the way you do, only you can make me feel this good, please, let me come.” you whined. 

She smiles softly, pressing a kiss to your back before whispering into your ears. “Come for me, my love. You deserve it.” 

You come loudly with a cry of her name spilling from your lips like dripping honey. The sound is so sweet to her ears she never gets bored of that sound. It’s better than any song she’s ever heard. She doesn’t need music when you sing for her so beautifully. 

“Good girl, that’s it, I’ve got you” she coos, helping you ride out your high until you’ve had enough. Your body goes limp and even though she can very much go all night long without getting tired, you have needs that she can happily tend to before going for more rounds. 

Larissa kisses up your body, leaving marks anywhere she can as you sigh dreamily at the touch of her lips on your skin. Fuck does she love you so good you could cry again. 

“You know I love you right? Only I belong to you” you say, looking at her like she was your entire world, no, she was your universe, your tears, your anger, your everything in between. 

She smiles, nodding as she cups your face in her hands. “I do, and I love you too, my beloved.” 

And with that she presses her lips to yours, like she was sealing that very promise of her love to you.

the gif is sending me. this is pure magic

my first request is larissa x teacher!reader. larissa has had a stressful day, r asks what she can do to help, larissa sits down in front of the fireplace and asks r to strip for her/give her a lap dance, idk i saw a tiktok about this and now i can’t stop thinking about it

Larissa Weems x reader (nsfw) -

Dance For Me

Authors Note: This was a subject that was new to me. Hopefully I did it okay.

You gently knocked on Larissa's office door before pushing it open, not waiting for a reply. Your girlfriend was seated in front of the fire, her hand dangling off the side of the chair, her fingers playing with the rim of an empty wine glass.

"Hi, hon." You could already sense that Larissa may have had a rough day. Not only was she drinking, but she hadn't even turned to look at you when you came in.

You rounded her chair, coming to stand next to her. Larissa reaches an arm around your waist and pulls you into her lap. She lets out a long sigh, her head resting against your back.

"I'm exhausted..." Larissa finally spoke, her hands wandering to gently rub your thighs and then back up to your stomach again.

"Should we head home?" You suggest, leaning back into her touch.

"You know... I think you can help me feel better." Larissa then pressed a kiss to the back of your neck, sending a chill down your spine.

"Anything..." You say. You hold your breath until Larissa responds.

"You could dance for me, baby... Maybe strip a little bit..." You were a little shocked at Larissa's request. She had never asked you for something like this before, but you certainly weren't opposed to the idea.

Her hands traced your inner thigh. Much to your disappointment, she retracted her hand and gently pushed you from her lap.

You were a little nervous. You had never done anything like this before. You stood in front of Larissa, hand on your arm, looking at her sheepishly.

"It's okay, baby... You are so beautiful. Start with unbuttoning your shirt baby... Move your hips for me, honey. I know you are a good dancer." Larissa tries to reassure you. Then she begins to play music to give you something to dance to.

You were still feeling a little self-conscious but her direction was definitely helping. You look down at the floor as you begin unbuttoning your shirt slowly, beginning to gyrate your hips to the slowed beat.

"Look at me, baby." Larissa spoke up, her tone husky. When you glanced up at her, she was taking a sip of her wine, her eyes raking up and down your body. She looked like she could eat you alive. You felt your confidence surging.

About halfway down your buttons you stop. You then turn around and slowly bend over, giving Larissa a view of your ass. Standing back up, you peer over your shoulder, Larissa's hungry eyes not leaving you.

You finish unbuttoning your buttons, ass swaying back and forth. Gently you push it off one shoulder, then the other, finally dropping it to the floor. Next you begin undoing the button on your pants, gently pushing them down past your hips, bending over as you guide them down your legs. Now you are left almost completely bare to Larissa's view.

You turn around to face Larissa, approaching her slowly. Anticipating you ending up in her arms, she sets her glass of wine back on the floor next to her chair. You stop within her reach, but Larissa doesn't reach out to touch you, still enjoying the show. You body is gyrating for her, hands above your head.

You sink to your knees, crawling up to her chair and up into her lap. You are straddling her as you grind against her body, hands resting on the top of the arm chair. Larissa placed her hands on your hips, enjoying the feeling of you against her.

Much to her disappointment, you move from her lap, turning around, but you return to her lap as quickly as you left it. Using the arms of the chair to your advantage, you grind your ass against Larissa's lap, matching the energy of the song.

Larissa found it hard to resist you any longer, one arm looped around your torso, the other came to your cheek, turning your face so she could press her lips against yours.

"Let's get you home. I need to reward you for your performance."

the back up story is so sweet and tragic at the same time, i was literally this reading it

Larissa getting mad/jealous of you and Morticia's relationship (friendship) even tho she was the one that friendzoned you when you had asked her out. Cue to Larissa coming up to you angrily and then boom smut 🤷🏻‍♀️

Sorry if this is hard to understand 😅. I really enjoy your writings 🫶🏼

A love like yours.

summary: larissa found love when she met you and she will be dammed if anybody would take you away from her.

pairings: larissa weems x reader

word count: 1.9k

warnings: smut, fluff & angst. Semi public sex, jealousy & possessiveness, some background on reader and larissa relationship.

Morticia laughs, throwing her head back at a joke you had just told her as the two of you walk the halls of nevermore academy together. Larissa fummed, cheeks red with anger and hands clenched into a fist at the sight of you two getting along so well together. She hated this. She hated everything and most importantly she hated the way she could have chosen you, she could have had what Morticia has with you right now if she wasn’t such a coward when you had come to confess your feelings for her a few nights ago alone in her dorm. 

She was stupid to reject you of course. 

Now here she was, looking like a complete idiot watching as you make jokes with her imbecil of a roommate and making her smile like that. She knows how head over heels she is for Gomez, but this just felt like some kind of tortue the universe is putting her up to. All her life she has been rejected by all the boys she’s had crushes on. Larissa got used to the idea that she will forever be alone and that she will never fall in love ever.

Until she met you. 

You were like the sunshine that she didn’t know she needed in her life. You were practically a golden retriever if that was the best way to describe you. She found you more bearable and tolerable than her roommate at least. You didn’t get in her way, you weren’t some obstacle in her life nor a competition of sorts. Everyday you were just there, trying to make her laugh, smile, and instead of letting her heart open out to you, she shut you out, just like she has done with everybody else in her life that’s ever tried getting close to her. 

And now she’s going to lose you to the last person on earth she’d rather have you with. 

Her god forsaken roommate Morticia frump. 

She’s not going to let that happen, not by a longshot. 

–

The next time she sees you is the night before the rave’n. Her blood still boils at the sight of how close the two of you were getting. She didn’t understand. She knows this must be some sick plan used against her to make her life more miserable. 

Or maybe she was just feeling all these pent up emotions that she’s shut off because she secretly wants you too. 

But she was just a coward. 

After debating on how she was going to speak to you again and talk to you through about the rejection, feelings and her being a repressed lesbian and all, she finally decides to put her big girl pants on and get off her bed, out of her dorm, togo find wherever you may be. 

And she has a few places in mind of where she would find you. 

–

On the first day of your arrival at nevermore academy, Larissa had met you in the library after her demonology studies. Larissa needed to find more books for her next exams that were coming up faster than she liked. 

There she meets you, quiet, shy, reading a book on vampires and their history (must have been for vampire studies and outcast History class she thought) most people didn’t really ackloege or speak to the silver blonde, unless it was for more help on their studies or whatever else they used her for with her unique shapeshifting abilities that she hid from everybody. 

You had caught her attention immediately, there weren’t many students who were often seen in the academy’s library despite its many sections of different books of many famous authors (some who even went to this very school as well) as it seemed too “nerdy” or you’d known to be even more of an outcast than you already were. It was stupid, really. She always hated sterotypes of students depending on their background and where they came from and what type of outcast they were. It shouldn’t matter where you come from or who you are, it should matter that everybody should accept you no matter what you are. She should know, as she’s always felt like the black sheep her whole life. 

Especially since Shapeshifters don’t usually live the best life. 

She found you interesting. Like something she can put under a microscope and study you. Every inch of you. Her heart would always beat a little faster every time you were close to her, more than it did when Gomez was around her. She thought she liked boys, she truly made herself believe that, even going out of the way of forcing herself to crush on Gomez who she knew wasn’t even her type. It was that year you came to nevermore that she figured out she was gay. 

And that terrified her. 

–

Soon the two of you became fast friends. Faster than she had expected in the first few months. And her feelings for you became overwhelming, like it was hard to breathe and she was stuck in a crowded room and there was no escape. But then her eyes would meet yours and her mind, body and soul would relax a little again. She would believe that everything would be okay all because you were there, supporting her every step of the way. 

It wasn’t just platonic love she felt, she felt romantic love too. Larissa started picturing her life with you. Getting married, having kids even, buying a big house and the two of you would share a bed together and sleep in bliss. Her imagination has always been a bit wild, her mother would always warn her about that, to not let it get out of control, she was always supposed to control herself, no matter what. But when she met you, she said “fuck it” and started ignoring her mothers voice and started listening to her own, all thanks to you. 

–

It was the summer of the second year the two of you had met and become the best of friends now. Larissa has never had a friend like you before. For that, she was grateful. To have met you, even if she never gets her dream wish of marrying you, she will always love you as a friend still. She was never fond of the holidays, as her parents always had some silly excuse of departing on another business trip that will last for a month or two long. She knew they just didn’t want to see their own daughter and honestly Larissa was glad she was left alone, but after meeting you, she didn’t want to spend her days and nights alone anymore. 

She felt the loneliness kick in. the longing to reach out to you, have you hold her in the night under the blankets, by the fireplace. Kiss her when she cries, kiss her when she’s happy, it doesn’t matter what mood she’s in, she will always crave you. 

Even more like now, as she’s rushing through the halls of nevermore academy to find you, ignoring all the looks the other students are giving you and she hopes you aren’t with morticia or she will scream. 

She pushes through the doors of the academy’s library and her heart swells at the sight of you, sitting in the exact same spot she first saw you in on your first year she had met you. Hesitantly, she walked towards you, her heart hammering against her chest as if it’s going to rip out any second. 

“Larissa, I know you’re there” you said, your voice startling her. You look up, she almost cries when you smile at her. “I wondered when you were going to talk to me again. I hoped that wasn’t going to be our last conversation.” 

“I’m so sorry” she whimpered, feeling her eyes well up with tears threatening to spill. But she’s known for years how to control herself well to not let her cry out like a baby. “I’m sorry for being such a coward, I’m sorry for rejecting you, I’m sorry for everything horrible I’ve ever done to you, just please, don’t leave me.” she practically begs. 

You softened your gaze upon her, now standing up and walking towards her as you use your thumb to wipe a tear away. “What ever made you think that, Mhm?. There is nothing on this earth that will make me leave your side. We will be together, forever, even if you don’t feel the same…” she noticed the way your voice quited at that, the way your eyes avoided hers, Larissa chuckles, cupping your face in her hands as she pulls you in closer, pressing her lips against yours. 

You gasped into her mouth as if you were taking a breath of fresh air. She held you closer and closer, wrapping her arms around yours as you wrapped yours around her neck. You stood on your tippy toes, wanting to meet her height and she smiled into the kiss, her heart thumping loudly in her ears as so did yours. 

When she pulls away so the two of you can breathe, you look up at her like she was your universe and that makes her want to cry again. 

“Does that mean you feel the same way?” you asked, biting down on your bottom lip. 

“Yes. It’s always been you,” she said, breathlessly. 

“Then show me” you whispered against her lips. 

“Show you what?” she asks. 

“Show me how much you want me” you grinned and she raised an eyebrow at you.

“Are you… sure?” 

You nod. 

“I’ve never been more sure about anything in my entire life.” 

With your permission, Larissa lifted you up as you wrapped your legs around her hips and she pushed you up against the table, pushing all of the books away as you sighed into her mouth. 

She wanted to take her time with you. But then again, the two of you were about to hook up in the library where anyone could walk in at any moment. 

For some reason she wouldn’t mind if that happened. 

Her thighs clenched together in thought of being caught in this position with you. 

She dipped her fingers into your pants and through your panties that were already soaked through. She chuckled as you whined, bucking your hips into her. She easily slipped in a finger inside your cunt, moaning at the way your walls tighten around her digit. 

“So wet” she groans into your ear, “don’t be so loud, okay baby? We don’t want anyone to catch us now don’t we?” she said, biting at your ear lobe. 

She wraps a hand over your mouth, hushing you while she slips in two more fingers that had you crying out. She thrusted her fingers in and out of you at a rough, fast pace that she knows you’ll love and you do. Your body burns with pleasure from her touch. Larissa coos as you come with a loud, muffled out moan that she swore was of her name that she wished she heard more clearly. Pulling her digits out that were soaked with your wetness, you watched in a dazed euphoric state, she placed them into her mouth, moaning at the taste. 

“You taste devine, darling” she whispers into your ear, causing a shiver to go down your spine as your cheeks heated up at her words. 

After you both cleaned yourself up, so you wouldn’t look suspicious to others of what you were up to. She kissed you, again and again. And she couldn’t believe that she’s gotten the chance to be able to kiss you every day and night for the rest of her days spent with you.

this was me while reading, i'm HYPERVENTILATING

Binoculars see all chapter 2! (SMUT)

Literally so much smut, but it still kinda has a plot! This is the last chapter unless I can think of some way to continue it! If anyone has suggestions they are so welcome!

Larissa weems x reader

⚠️ warnings: pure raw sexual energy boiiiiiii

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Larissa barely had time to remove her hand before her assistant came in “Principle Weems, Professor y/n just called by and wanted to talk to you about something”

Her heart was beating a million miles an hour, nervous sweat starting to build “I’m rather busy right now, I have that meeting remember?”

“Oh they called to say they would be late so you have time!” God she was ready to kill her receptionist, ‘there’s no way she’s coming about spotting you’ she thought taking a deep breath.

“Show them in then” taking a gulp as you entered the room, visions of you moments ago invading her mind and a deep blush spreading across her face and a heat in her core.

“What can I do for you, Professor y/n” trying to be professional as possible after just spying on one of your intimate moments. Your back was to her and she heard a click of the lock of her door.

“did you like the show?” Turning around to finally face her, you had a glint in your eyes that she couldn’t place, she had never seen you like this before.

Slowly approaching her, she quipped “I don’t know what your talking about!” if the blush wasn’t noticeable it certainly was now. You stopped at the front of the desk and placed your hands on them leading forward that a peak of breast could be seen.

Larissa licked her lip as she peeked a look, raising her eyes to see your knowing face. “You forget Larissa, You hired a seer”

Leaning so you could whisper in her ear “I don’t need binoculars to spy on people” Larissa gasped and a hand came to cover her mouth. You had seen her and there was no mistaking what you had said with anything else.

How could she have forgotten. You were a seer, not only would you have visions but also seers can see anywhere within a certain radius and can also sense when being observed.

Most of your kind go into assassin work with having this ability but murder was never quite your thing, being a seer and a teacher had its perks too. Students could never get away with anything with you hence why all your classes were so well behaved.

You yourself had done a little spying recently, in the mornings you would pleasure yourself while seeing over into the silver haired beauty’s office watching her lips and movement imagining her quick hands on the keyboard of her laptop were doing something else. But this morning you had seen something else.

Someone was spying on the spy, you felt the shiver first and used your ability to locate them only to be surprised and pleasantly so.

“I’m so sorry y/n it was very unprofessional, I understand your upset! I... I..” rambling on excuses you cut through them.

“Did you finish?” you purred with a quirk of your brow and Larissa’s mouth dropped.

All she could do was shake her head no, you swayed your hips as you rounded the desk to the woman. Placing hands on the arm rests trapping the woman in place.

Larissa’s heart felt like it was going to explode, biting her lip when your lips were just an inch from her neck. What were you doing, was this really happening.

“I must confess, I’ve been watching you too.” You lay a kiss to her neck leaving a mark of your lipstick.

“you are an extraordinary woman Principle Weems, one that seems to need a bit of a helping hand”

Your hand at that moment snuck up her skirt and fingers met soaked underwear. “you really were so close weren’t you” you grinned against her neck and could feel her moan traveling up to her mouth against your lips.

Larissa’s head was a mess, your hands delving right where she wanted no needed them. Her moan slipped out and you shivered at the sound. It was better than you had imagined, you began teasing her running a finger behind her underwear and over her core, resting a finger to stop at her entrance.

Your fingers were already soaked, “I watch you every morning as I pleasure myself” Larissa gasped and your fingers entered her dripping core, her gasp turning into a loud moan.

“I imagine my hands are yours as I moan and cry out your name”

Her hands reached for you, pulling you closer, not stopping your slow rhythm “I think about what gets you excited as well, what sounds you make and what I want to know most of all is what you taste like”

You slip your fingers out and suck on them, moaning at the taste. She was divine, you had never tasted something so amazing in your life. Watching you Larissa couldn’t take it anymore and pulled you into her lap, crashing her lips to yours.

She could taste herself off your tongue and whimpered against your lips. Her hands were greedy as she pulled you as close as possible , exploring your body only to rest on your ass, gripping so tight that you thought she may rip the fabric.

You lay a hand on her chest pushing her back, slipping your hand down below again, pushing her skirt up so you had better access.

“watching you pleasure yourself as you watched me, it was the last straw for me darling. I needed to have you and look at us now, I have you a mess by my hand”

Larissa whimpered as you left her lap missing the contact but was not complaining anymore as you knelt between her legs. She struggled to make a intelligible word and every word came out a moaning and whimpering mess.

Spreading her legs you pulled her panties down her legs and stuffed it into your pocket, kissing your was back up, looking into your eyes she watched as you reached her core and with a single swipe of your tongue made her hips buck and back arch.

You wasted no time and delved in licking the length of her core, swirling around her clit and giving it a hard suck. You felt her hand comb into your hair pulling your head closer. Her grip was rough but you liked it rough and continued your worship on her.

“Yes more, please more” she begged, it was the first thing she was able to string together and who were you to deny her. Your fingers found there way back to her core and unlike last time this pace was faster. You couldn’t wait any longer you wanted to see her cum for you.

The room was filled with the sounds of moans and begging along with the sound of your fingers fucking her deliciously. Her walls began to flutter around your fingers and you knew this was it she was so close.

“I’m so close, please please make me cum” you moved faster, your arms began to burn but still you added another finger.

Filling her more broke her, she started to cry out and your free hand covered her mouth. As much as you wanted to hear her, you knew she would not like to be caught having the whole school hear her.

Her back arched more and you continued to fuck her but slowed down so you could drag out the ripples of pleasure. She was left a gasping mess, looking up at her she looked at you her essence dripping down your face and with the grip in your hair crashed your lips to her again.

When air became necessary, breaking the kiss you cleaned your face. Both catching your breaths a knock was at the door, her eyes widened again, you thanked the gods you locked the door when coming in.

You rose from the floor and whispered into her ear once more “I shall see you later” a quick peck to her lips and you sauntered to the door giving yourself a once over that everything was back in place. “oh and you won’t be getting these back” you tucked the panties securely into your pocket with a smirk.

Larissa was left there still a mess, she had came but wanted more she needed more. She quickly tidied herself up and called her receptionist in after she knocked the door again.

“Your late meeting has arrived Principle Weems” a deep blush was on her face as she lay some papers on the desk in front of her.

“Mam, you have uhh.. you have something on your neck” grabbing her pocket mirror from her handbag Larissa gasped at the lipstick mark you had left behind and quickly tried to remove it as her assistant scuttled out of the room.

A text came through and she looked at her phone before starting her meeting, it was from you.

Dinner tonight, I’ll swing by to pick you up ;)

-y/n

I don't normally post fics on Tumblr but I did a thing.

This started based on a post by: @neveryxumind

I didn't want to reblog this from their original post to not clog up their timeline.

Please enjoy this suggestive one shot and I will fix any spelling and grammar errors as I find them. I wrote this on my lunch break ☠

Maybe there will be a part 2?

Warnings: NSFW, Cursing and Mildly Sexually Suggestive.

Prompt: You sent Larissa a nude photo by mistake.

"Oh, no." You stare down at your phone within your trembling hands. "Oh, no, no, no."

Staring back at you was a photo of yourself leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination. Sat atop a chair topless, with your legs spread and a hand covering your most intimate of places. It was tasteful, it was beautiful, it was now in your boss's inbox. Frantically, you tapped at the screen flipping your phone to airplane mode in an attempt to delete the message in time. Much to your dismay, the blue icon popped up beside the message the moment you'd tapped the airplane icon.

You slumped to the ground in defeat, knowing today would be your last day as a Nevermore teaching assistant. Not only would you have to change jobs but possibly your name, maybe even flee the country from pure embarrassment. It was bad enough that you'd sent the message to your boss but even worse that you had a huge crush on Principal Weems. Since the moment you'd seen the statuesque beauty that was Larissa Weems, you'd become nothing more than a simpering mess. 

But who wouldn't if their boss was a 6'4", blonde hair, blue eyed goddess?

Meetings with her were torturous as you trained your eyes on anything but her alluring red lips or well defined backside. It was brutish of you to objectify her, but Larissa's mind was as beautiful as her body. She was quick witted, playful and passionate about the Academy and its students, which made you fall quickly for her. Though, you'd never found the courage to tell her and now, you never could.

After minutes or possibly hours of silking, you pulled yourself off the floor, disabling airplane mode. A moment later the inevitable happened and your heart sank to the Earth's core.

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Principal Weems

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Please, see me in my office, immediately.

Cursing under your breath, you slipped on your shoes and began the agonizing walk to the Principal's office. The moonlight glittered through the large stained glass windows as you trudged through the halls of the staffing building. The large staircase leads you out the door, across the quad and into the main building only to take one final staircase to the looming double doors. Had they always been this, grand? Taking a moment, you studied the intricate designs one last time before knocking against it. A moment later a smooth voice carried through the door.

"Enter."

On unstable legs, you pushed open the double doors, swallowing the lump in your throat. You hadn't heard the doors click shut for the only sound that permeated through your ear drums was a thundering heart. Before you stood the very vixen herself in not her signature long coat and skirt but a red bodycon dress. The shade matched her lipstick perfectly, nearly melting you in place. 

Your eyes wandered the peaks and valleys of her figure mapping each with a practiced elegance. If this was the last time you'd be seeing her, you might as well paint a full mental image.

"Please have a seat." She gestured to the chair across from her desk. 

It wasn't until she had spoken that you realized you had yet to step forward. Hesitantly, you took your place, hands folded nervously into your lap. She hadn't met your gaze, only plucked a bottle of wine from a hidden cabinet and popped the cork.

"Do you know why I called you in here?" She asked, placing two empty wine glasses onto the silver platter.

"Because I accidentally sent you a nude photograph." You manage to sputter out, causing her to stop mid-pour.

"Accidentally?" She questioned in an oddly soft tone.

"I shouldn't have sent you that photo, let alone taken it on school grounds." You begin, holding back the shake in your voice.

"I wasn't the intended recipient of said photo?" She asked, placing the chilled bottle onto the platter.

"I-I like to take them to feel better about myself. I don't take them for any other reason and I always lock my door when doing so."

"I see." She said coldly, stepping around her desk to take a seat in her chair. "Accidents do happen and please be sure it does not happen again."

"T-that's it?" You ask with a dejected laugh, forcing yourself to finally look at her. "I'm not fired or being punished?"

"Do you wish to be?" She asked, her eyes growing dark as you shift in your chair.

You can't help but yelp at the double entendre, cursing yourself for doing so. Clearly, she hadn't meant it in that way, merely giving you the option to be spared the embarrassment from your fellow staff members. But the longer she watched you the further the tendrils of desire twisted within you.

"I will ask you once more and then we can never speak of this again." She stood, using her hands to nearly crawl over the desk, lowering herself to your eyeliner. "Do you wish to be punished?"

Maybe it was foolish. Brash even. But in this moment two singular words escaped you.

"Yes, mistress."

"Do I have your consent to touch you?"

BABY YOU HAVE MY CONSENT TO DO THAT AND EVERYTHING YOU WANT WITH/TO ME

I shall grant thee a part 2 of Pride and Punishment.

Click here for Chapter 1.

Oh, there will be a part 3. Just not tonight.

Content Warning: Adult sexual themes 18+

Chapter 2

With a chuckle deep within her chest Larissa stood to her full height. Fire rep lips pulled into that alluring smile as you began to tremble. Was it fear or something far more sinister brewing within you? Without a word, she rounded the desk, her round hips swaying deliciously within her skin tight dress. Suddenly, you'd forgotten how to breathe. The very air within your chest ripped away the moment she stood mere inches from you.

"My eyes are up here, darling." She cooed, hooking a finger under your jaw to redirect your gaze. "If I may be rather forthright with you, I am attracted to you. This punishment will be of carnal nature and if you wish it not be so, please speak now."

"I-I." You stumble over your words, only to shake your head in agreement.

"Oh, no, a verbal response is warranted." She leaned down, ghosting her lips over your own. "Do you desire me as much as I desire you?"

"Y-yes."

"Do I have your consent to touch you?"

"Yes." You choke out as she presses the faintest kiss to your lips, only to rip them apart.

"Splendid." She said, striding to the silver platter to continue pouring the wine.

Wordlessly you watch as she moves the wine glasses to her desk, taking a seat on the chair to your left. Her long muscular legs cross one of the other, as she lands forward, offering you a glass. This was all part of the punishment, it had to be. Who knew someone as sweet and kind as Larissa could be so cruel and tempting. 

With a light tap she clinked her glass to your own, leaning back into the chair. As the wine passed her lips she moaned sinfully, head lulling back to reveal her elegant neck. Warmth pooled between your legs as you squeezed them together, fighting the moan that bubbled with you. Blue eyes locked onto you, flitting to your untouched wine.

"I have to say I'm rather flabbergasted that our attraction is mutual."

"I'm sorry but why?" You asked, astonished that anyone wouldn't find her attractive.

"Well, not only am I your superior but you've been short with me and avoidant as of late." She stated, taking another long sip of her wine. "I'm elated that our attraction is mutual. I've spent many sleepless nights moaning your name into the darkness."

"Fucking, hell." You say, taking a very long drink of liquid courage.

"Have you thought of me, love?" She asked, placing the glass onto the side table as she stood. "Have you touched yourself with my name tumbling from lustful bated breaths?"

"Yes, ever since our first meeting months ago."

"Oh, we are going to have a pleasurable evening together." She smirked, turning away from you. "Can you assist with removing this? I've grown rather feverish."

You stand, trembling hands following the curves of her hips to the top of the dress. Gliding the zipper along her spine, Larissa arched beneath your touch causing you to shutter. As the fabric pooled at her hips, her gripped your hands gliding them along her exposed lower stomach. Your fingers dip below her black lace panties but she pulled away, turning to face you. Eyes blown wide, plush bottom lip pulled between her teeth she shoves you back into the seat.

"You've yet to earn that, my dear." She said, pressing the dress from her hips and slipping from her heels.

Stunning. Absolutely, stunning. You could barely link together coherent thoughts let alone sentences as your eyes trailed her body. Endless, muscular legs led to divine round hips and perfect breasts comparable to the Greek Goddess Aphrodite herself. No surpassing her with an elegance that left you thanking whomever blessed this Earth with her presence.

"You may look but you may not touch until I implicitly advise." She said, bracketing your thighs with her own, moving your hands to the arms of the chair. "Am I understood?"

"Yes, mistress."

"Oh, how I love when you've called me that." She said as long lithe fingers trailed along her hip bones. "Tell me, how have you dreamt of me?"

"You were at your desk."

"Mhmm?" She hummed, dipping her hands below her panties. "And where were you?"

"Under it." You sputtered, eyes locking onto her fingers as they stoked over her wet center. "You were in a meeting and I was buried between your legs."

"Naughty little vixen." She moaned as her other hand teased over her lace covered nipples.

"You spread yourself for me as I guided your panties down your long legs."

"More, faster." She gasped your name, building the courage for you to expel every naughty detail of the fantasy.

"I sucked your clit between my lips as I slid a finger inside you."

"Yes, please don't stop." She begged, hips rolling to meet her diligent fingers.

"A-and you pulled my hair, pressing yourself against my mouth as I fucked you."

"Such a filthy little mouth." She smirked, unsnapping the clasp between her breasts, fingers finding her erect nipples.

"I teased you for half an hour, teetering you on the edge as your nails pressed into my scalp."

"More. I'm so close." She gasped, head thrown back chanting your name like a prayer.

"I pressed another finger into you, hooking them as you ended the meeting, thighs trembling around my face."

"Did you have me?" She asked, pressing a finger inside and slumping forward.

"I took you on the desk before you flipped me onto my stomach, fucking me until I couldn't speak."

"I shall do far more." She huffed, adding another finger and gripping your hair. "I will pull every sigh, every gasp, every moan from you."

"Please, Larissa. Please let me touch you." You beg, hands lifting from the chair.

"Oh, you shall have me. But not before I finish." She moaned, riding her fingers until she arched against them.

Your name had never sounded so angelic yet laced with sin as it fell from her lips. Her voice cracked as she shuttered against you, riding the waves of pure ecstasy. Fighting every flaming fiber, your hands remained on the chair, nails nearly ripping the ornate fabric. Larissa rested her forehead against your own, breasts just teasingly out of your lips reach. After a long, lustful moment she removed her fingers from within, skimming them along hour parted lips.

"You've done so well for me, darling. Do you believe you've earned a taste?" She teased, pressing her thumb into your mouth as a test.

"Yes, ma'am." You said, resisting the urge to close your mouth around her.

"And why haven't you done so?"

"May I?" You ask as she a devilish smirk spreads across her lips.

"No, I don't think you may." She said, plucking the digit from your mouth, choosing to run it along your sternum. "I do believe you're quite overdressed for this occasion."

"I'd be happy to remedy that, however, I'm a bit restrained." You nod to her trembling thighs, smirking at the blush now dusting her cheeks.

"Shall we do so together?" She asked, teasing the top button of your shirt. "Shall I destroy you?"

"Please."

these are my good night stories

Larissa Weems Smut Oneshots

Larissa Weems f!reader

in a meeting

in a meeting pt 2

glutton for punishment pt 2

take a seat

good girl (roommate!reader)

do what you’re told

strangers in a bar

Larissa Weems x gn!reader

just relax

done equivocating

tucked away

dance for me

i’ve missed you

glutton for punishment

literally me at christmas dinner

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