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clarkiewrites · 25 days
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The Final Straw
Warnings: Smut, G!P, kitchen sex, rough sex, cute cuddles afterwards
Word count: 1163
Summary: After Outreach Day and Wednesday’s shenanigans, Larissa is feeling stressed and wound up. Her dear girlfriend wants to help in anyway possible
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The door slams behind me, furious footsteps following the abrupt sound. I turn around, dropping the tea towel behind me, the remaining washing up to be left for another day. Larissa enters the room, throwing down her handbag and removing her gloves, not caring where they land.
“Darling, what’s the matter, is everything okay?”
“NO! Everything is not okay, Wednesday Addams has gone and ruined everything. Again! Can I not have one day of peace!”
I lean on the kitchen counter, the blonde goddess still pacing about. Ever since this Addams girl has started at Nevermore, Larissa has become more and more stressed, which consequently leads to rougher sex. Not that I mind of course, but days like today only end up one of two ways.
“What can I do to help you Rissa?”
She stares at me before moving towards me, grabbing my neck with her right hand.
“You can strip yourself of all clothing and bend over this fucking counter. And do it quickly.”
Following her orders, I remove my dress in one quick motion before unclasping my bra and letting it fall to the floor. I shuffle over to the counter, placing my hand on it to stabilise myself against it before taking my heels off.
“Leave the heels on.”
I nod in response before reaching for my underwear, dragging them down my legs and letting them fall to the floor. Bending over the counter, I hear some shuffling behind me, but don’t dare to turn around. The anticipation of what might happen makes me wetter by the second as the shuffling stops and I feel her press her front into my back, her mouth right next to my ear.
“You are going to take everything like a good girl and be good for me, okay?”
Whimpering in response, I shuffle slightly, feeling something press into my lower back. Immediately, I know what is about to happen and can only pant, no words forming in my mouth.
Larissa moves her hand, slowly caressing me, her hand slowly inching forward before rubbing small circles on my clit. I moan out in pure pleasure, her delicate hand causing my stomach to flip on itself. I try to arch my back into her but she presses me back down, not letting me move from my position. 
“Riss, fuck…please…”
“What do you want baby, use your words. Tell me what you want from me?”
She pushes the tip of her finger into me, not moving it, just resting it in my entrance making my knees buckle slightly.
“I want you to fuck me so hard, with your mouth, fingers or cock. Please, take me however you want!”
“However I want? You may well regret that my love.”
She removes herself from me completely before I can complain. I hear her dress hit the floor but I know that if I turn around now, I will be severely punished. Silence echoes around the room, time seems to stretch forever but eventually I feel a gentle hand run up on the inside of my thigh, grazing close to my entrance.
“Deep breaths dear.”
Before I can question what she means, I feel her push into me, being met with no resistance due to how wet I am. I sinfully moan as she draws back and pushes deeper into me, her hips meeting my back. Larissa picks up her pace, rocking backwards and forwards into me, stretching me delightfully, only feeling her and nothing else. The front of my hips getting pressed into the counter, I feel enclosed, held captive by this goddess.
“Fuck Riss, you feel so good. Please, please don’t stop!”
I cry out as she continues to fuck me, her movements becoming somewhat aggressive. Her slight animalistic side starts to show but I couldn’t care less as she pushes me further and further to my peak. Our pants and moans echo throughout the kitchen, pure pleasure coursing through our bodies.
A coil starts to form in my abdomen as my walls tighten around her. I move back into her, matching her thrusts as she grabs my hair, wrapping my locks around her wrist, making sure that she is in control of me. 
“Are you going to cum baby girl? Are you going to make me proud?”
I moan in response as I continue to rock back on her, the peak reaching closer and closer.
“PLease let..god…let me cum, please…oh fuck…so good…PLEASE!”
Her movements get a little sloppier as she bends over me, her mouth once again next to my ear, hot breath brushing over the side of my face.
“Let go my dear, come for me”
She kisses my neck as I arch my back into her, releasing all over her. We cum at the same time, collapsing onto the countertop. I turn to face Larissa, stray hairs falling onto her face, a red flush adorning her face and neck. I push myself off the counter as Larissa pulls out of me. Attempting to move towards her, but instead crumble to the ground, my legs giving out beneath me.
“Oh my darling, are you okay?”
She kneels down beside me but I laugh in response.
“I feel thoroughly fucked, so yes okay. You work wonders darling”
She removes her own heels before scooping me up, her arms wrapping around my legs and arms before carrying me to our bedroom. She places me on our bed before removing my heels and running to the bathroom to start a bath.
I try to move off the bed to help her but she comes back, tutting at me.
“You are not going anywhere missy, you lay down here until the bath if run, okay?”
I nod before falling back onto the bed in exhaustion. A dull ache thrums in me as I can only stare at the ceiling, reliving the past few moments. 
“Larissa, come lie with me for a moment. I want to hold you.”
I close my eyes and hear shuffling next to me, then feeling the bed dip beside me as arms envelope me. Soft hair brushes against my face as I turn to face her. A slight layer of sweat adorns her forehead, her bright blue eyes staring at me.
“I’m sorry if I went too hard on you, my love. Ever since-”
“You don’t need to explain yourself. I understand you are under a lot of pressure and stress, and I want to help you in any way possible. Even if it does mean getting fucked into oblivion.”
I cut off her apology, caressing the side of her face.
“No need to be so crude about it! Besides, you sounded like you enjoyed yourself.”
“Oh, I did.”
We cuddle for a few more minutes before Larissa goes to turn off the taps, the bath finally ready. I know I shouldn’t ask her about the Wednesday girl, but I want to make sure everything is okay. A discussion for another time maybe
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Tawny Kitaen and Zabou Breitman in Gwendoline (1984)
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STUNNING sketch by @/ Vera.adigamova on Instagram
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ladydimitrescu016 · 6 months
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😍👅mommy Larissa Weems 😍👅
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HOLY- I don't know what to sayyy. Just- 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️
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cakexblankett · 3 months
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Character
Larissa Weems
Rating
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I was in trouble. In a lot of trouble.
Every month, the teachers of Nevermore were reunited by the principal to discuss how the lectures were going, if there were students who needed more help, if there were problems with a certain class, things like that. I had my material spread in front of me, trying to see if I needed help with something. I didn't, really, because the class was always active during my lecture, they listened when they had to, they talked when it was their turn to do so.
That day, before the reunion, my class took an exam on the topic tackled in the previous lectures. I had time to do whatever, so I started writing on a piece of paper a poem, the words kept coming and coming on their own accord, and my hand started moving on its own. My eyes shined, and a smile spread across my face. Nobody has to read this, I thought.
That's why, when the reunion finished and I was already in my room, I panicked not finding that piece of paper in the midst of my materials.
I was in trouble.
I was searching for it when I heard the ping! of my smartphone. Anxiously, still trying to remember where the Hell I had put that damned poem, I read the message.
Larissa:
Come to my office, we have a matter to discuss.
09:30 PM
I started sweating, what could possibly want the principal to talk about with me? Unless...
I shook my head, hoping it wasn't as I feared it was.
I closed my room door, and sighed. It was probably something to do with the reunion that we had before, nothing more.
All the way to her office, I fidgeted with my fingers, nervously. Once arrived, I knocked two times.
"Come in."
I gulped, opening the immense door before me.
"Please, do take a seat."
I closed the door and went to take a seat. She was seated on her chair, her hands playing with a piece of paper. Wait, a piece of paper!?
"I think you know why I called you here, don't you?"
My eyes went wide. I started moving my hands in the air, trying to come up with an excuse good enough for that poem.
"I-I... you see, it's not as it may appear to be, just-"
She raised a finger, shushing me.
"I think it's exactly as it appears to be. I mean, you made it very explicit."
I blushed.
The poem was, in fact, a collection of my wet dreams I had of the woman seated in front of me. And of course she had to read it.
"Do you have this... dreams, often?"
"No! Well, I mean... yes, but-"
She smiled, her lips stretching. I was mesmerised. I wanted to see her smile every day.
"You don't have to be all shy, now."
She got up, towering over me. Our height difference made everything she did more exciting. She could just stay still for an hour, it only took for me to look up at her and something would start moving in my chest.
She kneeled in front of me.
"What...?"
Her hands were on my thighs, I felt like they were on fire.
"Why don't you tell me what else you dream about? What do you want me to do to your pretty body?"
I felt a hot feeling in my lower abdomen, and wet in a place I wish she would just touch already. The mix of her low voice and her british accent made her so sensual.
"I-I don't understand..."
"Hm I'm sure you do, little pet."
Pet. I loved when she called me pet names.
"Now, why don't we start by undressing you, hm?"
She slowly started unbuttoning my blouse, biting her lip. I bit my lip to prevent a moan escaping. Just the sight of her kneeled like that, in between my legs, could have made me climax.
My blouse soon found its place on the floor. She licked her lips and looked at me.
"Would you like to be kissed?"
"Why are you asking?"
She shrugged, keeping her eyes on me.
"You didn't write it on your poem. Not once, there was not a single kiss."
She was so cute, asking for my permission. I smiled, getting closer to her.
"I would love for you to kiss me."
She smirked and kissed me. Her lips were soft, and she tasted like wine. She was probably drinking before I came in. Her tongue met mine in a passionate dance. I moaned when I felt her hand cupping my breast. She moved away, interrupting the kiss. She started trailing kisses on my neck, moving lower and lower. I closed my eyes, feeling the softness of her skin on mine.
"Let's get rid of this, shall we?"
She smirked, unclasping my bra. She stared at my chest for some seconds, and I blushed. Being so naked in front of the woman I litteraly loved was embarassing, to say the least.
"You are beautiful, Y/N."
I opened my mouth but she didn't give me time to day anything because she kissed me right away. Her fingers pinched my nipple, playing with it. She licked from my neck to my breast, taking in her mouth my other nipple, sucking it and swirling it with her tongue.
I moaned. She was so good at this, I wondered how many times she did it.
"Get up."
I immediately obeyed. She remained in her kneeling position. Even so, she was tall enough to unzip my jeans. She threw them away with my panties, which were soaked. She made me sit again, making sure I was comfortable.
She licked my vagina, moaning at the taste. I gasped at the sensation of her tongue on my most sensitive part.
"Hm so wet, all for me. Good girl."
I let out a moan at the name. She smirked, looking at me.
"Tell me what you want."
She was enjoying this as much as I was enjoying it, which was a lot.
"Please, I need you to keep doing it."
"Keep doing what, my love?"
Her hands were on my thighs again, spreading them apart.
"Lick me, please."
I pleaded. She hummed in approval, and she immediately started licking and sucking my bundle of nerves. Her grip on my thighs was strong.
"Ah just like that..."
Her eyes were fixed on mine, and at that sight, her face buried in between my legs, with her watching my expressions, I felt a jolt of electricity run in my veins. It didn't take long for me to arrive at my limit.
"Oh I'm so close..."
And then she stopped. I let out a whimper at the loss of contact.
"Wha- why?"
I asked. She giggled, getting up.
"Hush, my love. I want you to make mommy feel good too, don't you want that?"
I nodded.
"Yes, yes! I want mommy to feel good too!"
She smirked, lifting up her dress. She got rid of her panties and came closer.
"Is it ok if I shapeshift?"
I looked at her. Why would she do that?
"But I want to see you as you."
She giggled, cupping my cheek.
"I don't want to change my appearence, just... a certain part of my body."
I looked her inquiringly. She looked down and I followed her gaze. Then it hit me.
"Only if you feel comfortable."
She added. I nodded, eagerly. I was a lesbian, but strangely, the thought of getting penetrated by Larissa didn't disgust me.
"Good little girl."
Soon, she spread my legs and put the tip in. I looked at it, and couldn't fathom how it would ever enter all in me.
"I fear it's too big..."
"Don't worry, I will make sure to make you and I both feel good."
I gulped, feeling it enter me bit by bit. I stang, but Larissa's hand soon found her place on my clitoris, doing circular motions to tone down the pain.
"Hm you feel so good."
She moaned once it was all in. She started moving inside of me slowly, in and out, in and out. Her hand playing with my clitoris.
"You're so tight and warm, you're making mommy feel so good."
Our moans resonated in unison in the office, her movements getting faster and faster.
"Hm you're making me come."
"Please, I'm so close too..."
Her hands were on my sides, slamming into me with loud and lewd noises. Her moans were low and hearing them made me feel stars.
"Come, come with me, love."
It was enough for me to climax. Her legs shook, just like mine did. It washed over me like a riptide, and I could tell Larissa enjoyed it too from the look of pure bliss she had.
She got it out and it inmediately disappeared. She kissed me, with love and passion.
"We could have had this much fun sooner if you would have let me know your feelings."
"Well, now you know."
She hummed, while helping me on my feet.
"Maybe we could see eachother more often."
I smiled, hugging her.
"I would love that."
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carolsantosart · 8 months
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Gwendoline Christie at the ELLE Styles Awards
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Gwen be slaying her bad-mouthing.
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~So desperately blind~
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Pairing : Larissa Weems x reader
Its pure angst / with happy ending really buys it's cute!
Warning : None really reader is just stewpid~
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It all started when you met your new botanical and science teacher, Marilyn Tornhill. She was passionate and enthusiastic about plants, she loved teaching and had so much care for her students. Really the woman was a real angel and you immediately felt a bond when the both of you first chatted.
What surprised you the most though, was the fact that this bond you felt seemed to be quite reciprocated. It didn't take long before the both of you started seeing each other outside class to read about plants or eat together. It was really amazing how you were getting along and apparently, this fact attracted the attention of a certain principale.
She had summoned you to her office later that day, claiming she had seen the both of you and that's when she told you about her fears toward Marilyn's. You were stunned at first then totally pissed and it ended up in a heated fight.
~Flashback to the argument~
Y/n Love, Can't you see she's in love with you, it's such an evidence!
I mean she's looking at you the exact same way that I do!
You rolled your eyes and groan before talking with an annoyed like tone.
And how exactly are you looking at me Larissa?!
Your tone seemed to take aback the women because her voice froze for a second, her lips agape and a hurt like expression on. Then she just murmured something delicately.
I...I look at you like you are my whole life Y/n...because that's what you are for me.
You looked at her with surprised after that, you definitely didn't expect that when you asked. Your traits soften and you felt your heart melt at her words for an instant. It almost made you forget the topic for an instant and your anger desapeared in a cloud of smoke. Until...
I know what being in love with someone look like darling and I can't loose you to someone else y/n. I don't share and I don't like to see you with her, it makes me anxious and I don't trust her.
There. Your anger suddenly was back in full force and you felt like hitting the wall aside of you for a second.
Larissa for fuck sake! Marilyn is not in love with me and I'm done with that conversation. I can't deal with your moody jealous fit that are unjustified by the way. I'll see you around!
You left without saying anything else, just exiting the blondes office totally undignified and pissed about her accusations toward your friend. You just knew Marilyn wasn't enamoured with you and you couldn't believe Larissa's was that toxic. I mean, trying to keep you from having a friend really!?
~End of flashback~
Since that argument, your relationship had degraded quite fast. Larissa had taken her distances with you, hurt by your words and offended that you chooses to believe Marilyn instead of her without a second thought. Larissa wasn't sleeping in your common bedroom with you anymore, you weren't eating together at lunchtime and she barely talked to you during the days. Your life was an empty space now without her. You felt incomplete and it was hurting you more and more every day. You started to regret what had happen and feel quite guilty about it all. To be honest, it was eating you alive every day that was passing without her. Yet you didn't do anything about it, even if you craved to see her again and wanted your relationship to get back the way it was, you couldn't let her win. It would just send the message that you thought her fears about Marilyn were true. It couldn't happen, because it wasn't true. Marilyn Thornhill wasn't in love with you.
That's why you didn't stop spending time with her. Actually, you started seeing her even more after the incident. Of course you didn't informed her about what happen between you and Larissa, in fear of making yourself look like a fool but yes you got even closer with you dear friend. That fact made your inner lost and heartbreak bearable at least while you figured what to do to make things right again.
But then, it happened. What you have denied for the past week and lost the love of your life for.
Marilyn one night came to your office, all pretty and smiling innocently at you, then she had walked in and circled your desk to come and stand just in front of you. Still sat on your chair you looked at her in pure interrogation, wondering what she wanted from you at this hour. Then, out of nowhere the ginger women had took your face between her finger and placed her lips on yours surprising the shit out of you.
Panic took over you the second you realised what was happening and you pushed her off you quite hastily. Your face was frozen in place and you had a pure expression of incredulity on. It couldn't be real right. She didn't just kissed you...that was just a dream. Yet, it wasn't and your botanical science teacher had in fact really just kissed you.
Larissa was right...all along and you didn't believed her. You betrayed the only person you loved more than life for...for Marilyn.
Oh god.
You stood up instantly at the sudden realisation of your mistake, hoping it wasn't to late. You didn't even cared for the women that was still on the ground just in front of your office chair and shooting excuses asking for forgiveness. She didn't mattered anymore. Larissa was the only thing that you had in mind anymore and you needed to fix the mess you made.
You rushed out of your office faster that you had tough yourself capable of, then you literally ran to you girlfriend office, eyes full of tears and feeling worse that you ever had.
What if she didn't loved you anymore. What if she wouldn't forgive you after what you did and just push you away.
The only thought of it made your body want to crumble on the ground and increased your pain at the point you had to keep yourself from stopping in your track.
At some point you arrived in front of Larissa's office door and you nothing but literally hit on it has many time you could muster before she opened to you.
Her expression was cold and hard at first when she stood in front of you at the door. Yet, rapidly when she saw your state, her walls crumble right down and she let you in.
At this point you were a pathetic sobbing and whimpering mess and you could barely muster any words.
The blonde took you in her arms no matter how much the situation between the both of you was complicated at the moment and started shushing you to calm down. Her delicates voice making your body shudder and tremble because of how much you missed hearing it. Instinctively you cling yourself to her body has much you could and tried to sozzled your sense with her sent to calm down.
Shhh, It's ok my love you are fine don't worry I got you now.
She said with her honeyed voice while tangling her hands in your hair to shoot your nerve down.
She was everything. The only thing you needed more than breathing and you couldn't even manage to find a reason why you had acted like this with her. You didn't deserved her.
After a while of whispering reassuring words to you and leaving soft caress to your skin, you finally manage to get a hang of yourself.
Then, with a shaking voice you started talking and explaining everything that happened to her hoping that she would still love you after all this. It was your only hope...
I..I'm so sorry Riss I should have listened to you and stop seeing her the second you told me! I'm so stupid, I love you sooooo much I don't want to lose you I can't loose you I love you to much for that and I won't survive it if I can't be with you again.
These past days have been a nightmare and I felt so guilty but I was to blind to see that Marilyn really loved me! I can't believe how fucking stupid I was! please please forgive me I...I don't deserve you I know that. And you definitely shouldn't be with me because you deserve better that someone that isn't listening to what you say and treat you like I did. But...I love you so much I won't survive to see you with someone else and I can't live without you.
God I'm so sorry Larissa.
There, you were sobbing again and this time it was even worse that before. It sounded like you were dying inside and you had difficulty to breath.
Larissa that had listened to everything you said and that was still holding you against her, looked at you with a pity that you didn't deserve at all. She loved you and seeing how bad you felt for everything made her anger disappear. She just wanted to hug you to her to feel you close because god knows how much she missed you since you two argued. Yes she still felt hurt by your betrayal and of course she would need time to trust you again after that. Yet, she never stopped loving you more that anything and she still wanted to be with you. So she took your wet face between her hand and raised your head up to look at her. When it was done and your irises met, the tall blonde you love just kissed the tip of your nose.
I forgive you my dumb little love. But, please promesse me it's the last time you do that to me...it really hurt to feel betrayed by the one you love.
You let a little smile appear on your lips at her words feeling all hope back up and your love for the women exploding.
I promesse Rissa I'll never do this again I just want you and that's all I will ever need.
Your girlfriend at this smiled at your and leaned back into your space, laying a kiss to your lips this time. You whimper in pure bliss at the contact and at her taste, before kissing her back with enthusiasm forgetting about everything else.
After all, she was by now the only thing you wanted and you felt like the making up night following this kiss was going to be quite long...
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imean-its-just-me · 1 year
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Taking her hand and ascending to heaven (or hell. 😏)
Goodbye to you all 😇
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weirdlookindog · 5 months
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Tawny Kitaen in Gwendoline (1984).
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milfzatannaz · 3 months
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wake up gays new photo of gwendoline serving on the runway just dropped……..
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ladydimitrescu016 · 4 months
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😏😏😏😏Oh my God 😏😏😏
!!!WHAT IS THIS WOMAN DOING TO ME!!!
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official-cvntified-gay · 10 months
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Crying, sobbing, throwing up because of how cute she issssssss (video's not mine)
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cakexblankett · 2 months
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Older
Character
Larissa Weems
Rating
Red
Words
1.870
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I trembled nervously, fidgeting with my hands and picking at the skin of my fingers.
It was the talent show day, in which every class would choose a person to represent said class. Every student would put to some good use their talents, and, at the end, they would decide the winner of the contest.
My class chose me. Why? Because one time, during class, I was bored and I started humming a song. Unfortunately, I was humming it a little too loud. The teacher shot me a glance, one that said: "Shut up or you will be sent to the principal", which I didn't mind but I stopped immediately.
I loved the principal, and I mean it in every possible way. She was kind, beautiful, intelligent, smart, beautiful, tall, beautiful. Did I mention she's beautiful? Unfortunately, I didn't see her very much, since she spent her days in her office. And I didn't have anything important to say to her, not as important as to interrupt her work.
"Y/N, it's your turn."
I gulped. I never sang in front of a crowd as big as the one that was in front of me. I took my guitar, sat down on the chair that they kindly placed in the middle of the stage, and looked at the crowd. There were thousands of students, waiting for me to start. The teachers looked at me, smiling. After the rows of students and teachers, principal Weems stood in all her glory, her face serious.
I looked down at my guitar. I started strumming the first chord, F, then the second, Dm, and then the third, Am. I opened my mouth and began singing.
Think I need someone older
Just a little bit colder
Take the weight off her shoulders
Think I need someone older
I closed my eyes, trying not to let the emotions of singing in front of her distract me from my chore. But all I could see was her, and my heart began beating fast and loud. Would she understand that I was thinking of her while singing it?
I took the liberty of changing the pronouns of the song, to make it more relatable to my preferences. It was almost me coming out in front of the all school, but I didn't mind. I didn't mind them knowing, I didn't mind her knowing.
Darling, am I your little secret?
Eighteen, I'm old enough to keep it.
Yeah, girls my age just aren't the same
I'm young and that's ok
I opened my eyes and glanced straight ahead of me. Larissa had her arms crossed, her brows furrowed. I blushed. I loved the little line that formed in between her brows.
Think I need someone older
Just a little bit colder
Tale the weight off her shoulders
Think I need someone older
I saw her looking away. She went up to a professor, whispered something in her ear, then walked away. My heart sank in my chest. I continued singing, trying not to think of her.
When I finished, I smiled at the crowd, seeing people getting up and clapping, some whistling in approval. I went behind the stage, where a teacher was waiting for me.
"You did exceptionally well, Y/N!"
I smiled, full of gratitude.
"Thank you."
I put my guitar in its cover, gently. My heart was still going crazy, my face flushed from the emotions of singing on stage.
"You should go now, principal Weems wants to see you in her office."
I looked at her quizzicaly. She shook her shoulders.
"Nothing bad, I'm sure."
I nodded, thanking her again.
I started walking towards the principal's office. A hundred thoughts swirling in my head. Was it because of the song I chose? Was I that bad at singing? Was it because I just came out of the closet?
I walked so fast that I arrived at my destination in a jiffy. I gazed at the massive doors in front of me.
"Calm down, Y/N, calm down."
I knocked twice. A sweet and low voice came from inside.
"Come in!"
I rapidly opened one door. I entered her office, which was huge. I had never been in there, so the grandour of it all caught me by surprise. There was a fireplace, the fire in it the only light source of the room.
"Come, take a seat."
I closed the door behind me and went to sit down on one of the armchairs in front of her desk. They were soft and comfortable.
"I hope you don't think you're here because you're in trouble."
I shook my head. She smirked.
"Good girl."
I blushed. The way she said it, with her english accent, her low and seductive voice, made me feel something I shouldn't have felt. Or maybe I should have, since that was her intention.
"Can I ask you why you called me?"
She hummed, a low vibration going straight to my core.
"You sang beautifully. You have a very nice voice."
I smiled from ear to ear. Hearing her compliment me made me confident and proud of myself.
"Thank you! You don't know what that means to me, I-"
"I can't wait to hear your voice scream my name."
I stopped talking. I looked at her with my jaw dropped. She giggled, getting up from her chair and coming towards me. She was tall, and she towered over me. She emanated power and lust, which made me grow needy and impatient. I needed her, I needed her touch, I needed her to take me and make me hers.
"You really didn't think I would notice?"
I gulped as she put her hands on each side of the chair, trapping me under her body. She was hot, her face so close to mine. I wanted to erase the smirk on her face by kissing her, but I couldn't dare.
She got even closer, her hot breath on my right ear. She sent a shiver down my spine.
"Be a good girl and show how much you need mommy to take you."
I moaned, closing my eyes. I pictured her naked, on top of me, her fingers inside me. I opened my eyes to see her lust filled eyes. In a moment of courage, I kissed her. She hummed, quickly giving in the kiss. Her tongue asked for entrance and I obliged.
We kissed until we couldn't breath anymore. When we parted, a trail of saliva united our lips. She gave me a quick peck, laughing.
"Come with me."
She offered me her hand, which I took without even thinking. She gave me a reassuring smile, and helped me get up. I blushed, she was such a gentle woman, full of love and delicacy.
She took me to her private chamber, closing the door behind us. I took in my surroundings. In the middle of the room was a king sized bed, almost waiting for us to jump on it and make love untill we died.
"Now, I don't want you to feel like I'm forcing you to do this. If you're not comfortable, say so, I will stop immediately."
I shook my head vigorously.
"Absolutely not! I want this, I want you."
She gave me a devious smile, making me blush even harder.
She started undressing me, slowly, with a delicate touch, almost like she feared she would hurt me or break me. I stared at her, at her face, trying to take a picture of her in my mind. Her wrinkles made her look perfect. They were a sign she lived her life fully, laughing, crying, smiling, getting angry. I loved it.
When I was fully undressed, she took a few steps away from me to glance at me fully. She hummed again, licking her lips.
"You're beautiful, Y/N."
I looked away. I was so flustered, so... wet. I hoped she wouldn't notice but of course she did.
"Oh does my pet like when I compliment her?"
I nodded, shyly.
"Good girl. Now, get on the bed."
I did as she told me. She started undressing, painfully slowly. When she was fully naked, I could admire her completely. She was divine. She wasn't skinny, but she wasn't fat either. She was just right. And her pale complexion made her look like she was made of porcelain.
She giggled, getting on the bed.
"You like what you see, hm?"
"I surely do."
She smirked. She made me lay down, kissing my neck, going lower and lower. I closed my eyes. She barely touched me and yet I was already a mess.
Her hand started playing with my right breast, while her mouth took in the other nipple. I moaned. Her tongue was doing wonders, her mouth was hot and wet.
After she was satisfied with her ministrations, she kissed me on the mouth.
"I want you to roll over, darling."
I furrowed my brows, not understanding. She smiled, quirking an eyebrow. Then I comprehended, and I immediately complied. She hummed in response, massaging my butt. Then she hit me on one butt cheek. I gasped, the sting on my skin giving me pleasurable pain.
"You are such a good pet, Y/N. Mommy wants to make you feel good."
I repressed a moan, trying to look at her. She put two fingers in her mouth, licking them thoroughly. The view of her doing that could have been enough for me to come undone. Then she spit on my hole.
"Be a good girl and make me hear your voice."
She entered me from behind with two fingers, stretching my butthole. She felt so good, her fingers moving inside me. I moaned, my hands grasping the sheet under me.
She started slowly, making me accostumed to her fingers, then she fastened the pace. I was a moaning mess, feeling her inside me was heavenly.
"Ah... Larissa, I'm..."
She shifted inside me, curling her fingers.
"Come, darling. Make mommy hear you calling her name."
"Larissa... mh... Larissa!"
My body shook uncontrollably, the high of the orgasm washing over me like a tide on the seashore. She helped me ride the orgasm, showering me with compliments and pet names.
"You did so well, little one."
She took her fingers out and made me roll on my back.
"Open your mouth."
I did as she said, and she put her digits in my mouth. I moaned at the gesture, sucking them clean.
"Hm such a good little pet."
She layed next to me, hugging me. Her skin was soft and warm, I wanted to touch her, to make her feel good like she did with me. But my eyelids grew heavy, and her caressing my face made me feel so calm and at peace that soon enough I yawned.
She laughed.
"Are you tired?"
I slowly nodded, trying to keep my eyes open.
"Hush now, go to sleep, you deserve it."
"Will you still be with me when I'll wake up?"
I said, almost in a whisper. She smiled, and kissed my forehead.
"I will."
I closed my eyes, snuggled a little closer to her and drifted off to sleep.
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