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Can I request Larisa Weems x f!reader where reader lost a bet and have to do a dare where they have to do a sexy dance in front of Larissa and of course Larisa kinda enjoyed it yet pretends to be mad by it so having them to come to her office later on when in fact Larissa will 'punish' her!

Punishment

Pairing: Larissa Weems x Reader

Word Count: 2120

Warning: NSFW, 18+, fingering, nipple play, cunnilingus, overstimulation, edging, orgasm denial, mistress kink (?)

A/n: So I really hope you like it, I feel like I'm not that good at writing this kind of smut. I do really like the beginning though! <3

"Yeah, I know. I lost, how many times do you want to say that?" You playfully slapped Aden's arm.

Aden was your favourite colleague and probably a friend by now. The only problem was, that you knew he could be ruthless, and you'd lost a bet against him.

"Well, have you already thought about the dare you're gonna punish me with?" Aden's eyes lit up and a devilish smirk appeared. You knew this look, you were in deep shit.

"I've thought, it's time for you to act on that little crush of yours." He was talking about Larissa, your boss. Actually you had sworn yourself to specifically not act on that crush, because, well, she was your boss.

"You're going to visit the Principle and do a sexy dance in front of her, best on her lap." Your eyes widened before you hid your face in your hands. This was a disaster, you thought he wanted you to flirt a bit, ask her out. Anything, but not this.

"Aden, you are unbelievable. I'm gonna get myself fired."

"Oh, don't be so dramatic. She'll love it." He winked at you and gently pushed you toward the door. You turned around and looked at him, shocked.

"You want me to do it now? I'm not prepared, at all!" He huffed and just pushed you more.

"You don't need to prepare, just use your innate charm." He followed you and waited outside the office. Of course, he wanted to know how it went immediately. He didn't mind waiting.

With shaking hands, you knocked, and it felt like your heart beat out of your chest as Larissa called you in. With even shakier legs you entered. Your breath hitched as you saw Larissa. She looked as beautiful as ever and smiled kindly as she saw you enter.

"(Y/n), how can I help you?" You slowly approached, walking around the desk until you stood in front of her. Her eyes never leaving you.

"I'm really sorry, Principle. I've lost a bet against Aden." Larissa looked quite confused, as she didn't understand what you were apologising for. She didn't know, until you started dancing.

Slowly you moved your hips, eyes never leaving hers. Your hands roaming up and down your hips and waist, you tucked the emerald green blouse you were wearing out of your pants and started unbuttoning the blouse a little at the top. Just so much that you were still covered, but that Larissa could see enough.

Larissa's face had changed from utterly confused to a mix of anger and amusement in seconds. She couldn't deny that your actions did arouse her. She felt her fingers twitch, wanting to touch you and expose more flesh. But she kept her self-control and didn't move a bit.

While still swinging your hips you took a few steps forward to be closer to Larissa. She just couldn't keep her hands anymore, she put them on your waist and slowly guided your movements. As sexy as possible you crawled onto her lap a leg on each side of her. Your face incredibly close to hers. Larissa leaned forward a bit, her mouth right next to your ear. You had to support yourself somehow, or you would have caved in, your hand landing on her chest. She had wanted to say something, but your hand placement made the words get stuck in her throat. The self-controlled woman she is, in mere seconds she had found her voice again. It came out husky and deep, controlling and a little angry even.

"I think I need to punish you, for being such a bratty little girl, don't you think so?" You eagerly nodded, maybe a bit too eager.

"Come to my room this evening, and you'll get what you deserve. Now leave, before I'll lose it." She planted a gentle but hungry kiss on your exposed shoulder, a little foretaste of what would come later.

You stood up and left, feeling her eyes on you the whole time. Outside the office, Aden looked at you expectantly. Smirking as her saw your opened blouse.

"Not one word." You said, leaving for your room, knees still pudding. You couldn't believe what had just happened and the thought of this evening made you shiver with anticipation.

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Standing in front of Larissa's room you felt your knees nearly cave in. The day had been torture, concentrating on work, knowing what would happen in the evening. You hadn't finished half the work you wanted.

After a few second Larissa opened the door, she was still in her normal clothes. Even though she had taken the coat off, leaving her with a white silk blouse and her skirt. You didn't move, just staring at her. She was way too beautiful to be real.

"I'm flattered (Y/n), but that won't get you anywhere today." She took your wrist and pulled you in, you stood right in the middle Larissa's living room, but couldn't get a good look as she dragged you to her bedroom. She had a king-sized bed, with a big wooden headboard, graced with golden ornaments.

The sheets were cream, and you counted at least six pillows.

"Be a good girl and sit down on the bed." You obeyed, ready to do anything this woman asked of you. You saw her walking over to a drawer, getting some things. Though you couldn’t see them as she put them down on a chair out of your view.

Her voice was demanding and yet gentle. You knew you had the control, if you said stop, she would stop.

"Take of your clothes, not your underwear. That I'll do myself." She smirked at you while bluntly staring at you undress. Your blouse as well as the pants landed on the floor, and you kicked it out of the way. Larissa approached you, hands on your hips and pushed you down onto the bed. She hoovered above you and leaned down to whisper in your ear.

"You've been a very bad girl, haven't you? You need to be taught a lesson." You nodded into her shoulder, as you felt her hand slowly wander down your stomach into your panties. Your whole body twitched at the contact of her cold fingers between your folds. She ran through them a few times before taking her hand out and licking her fingers.

"Your so wet already, is that all for me?"

"Yes, mistress." She chuckled at that.

"I like that, keep being such a good girl, and maybe I'll reward you in the end." You felt your centre throb more with every word she said. The effect this woman had on you was crazy.

She lowered her face and liked your nipples a few times before taking them in her mouth. You moaned at her hungry sucking and licking. She used her other hand to caress your other breast. Right as you were about to moan again she bit down on your nipple, lightly but enough for you to scream out at the sudden pain.

"Remember, this is punishment. Don't enjoy yourself too much." She looked at you, stern look on her face. But you could see raw, unfiltered lust in her eyes.

With a swift motion she released you of your panties. She stood up and went to the chair coming back with handcuffs and silk rope in hand. You got exited just seeing this. The sweet angel that Larissa actually is, her face and voice became kind again.

"Are you okay with me tying you up, (Y/n)?" Her face showed you, that she'd never actually hurt you, so you nodded.

"Yes, do it." So she did, with gentle touches she cuffed your hands to the headboard and your feet to the footboard. Regularly checking in on you, asking if nothing was too tight and if you were still feeling alright. After she was finished and sure of your well-being, she turned dominant and commanding again.

She sat down between your spread out legs and lightly stroked over your clit a few times, already making you a moaning mess under her. To your disappointment she stopped before it got too good. But all was forgiven as you saw her lean down, ready to eat you out. The second her tongue touched your clit, you let out a groan. You had never felt anything comparable to this feeling. She liked up and down your folds, tasting you as good as she could.

"You taste divine, Darling." You nearly moaned again, just because of the let name. You knew your first orgasm would come fast, as you were already absolutely worked up for her. She teased your entrance a bit with her tongue and then rubbed your clot with the tip of her tongue. Always touching you in some way, but never giving you real release. This was punishment after all.

Still, just the teasing brought you near the edge, ready to come. She felt that, she heard your moans getting louder and your legs twitching. Your hip thrusting forward to get any sort of friction or release. So right before you could come, she stopped.

"Ah, Mistress, please... I need to come!"

"But you won't." With that she stood up and went to grab something. As she turned around, your eyes widened. She held a massive vibrator in her hand. She approached you and pushed the vibrator into you. Just that made you moan out in pure pleasure. She started the vibrator, on a low level, to torture you even further.

"You will not come. Hold it in until I tell you otherwise." You wanted to say something, but she shushed you with a hungry kiss. Placing kisses on your neck down to your shoulder and finally on your breasts, liking and sucking on them, she made it even harder to hold the orgasm back. You clenched your jaw but couldn't hold the screams in. Larissa stopped caressing you and stood up. Slowly, torturously slow, she started to undress. You just couldn't keep your eyes off her body. The vibrator inside of you working you up more and more, eliciting moan after moan. It got harder and harder to not come, her show in front of you not making it easier.

As she was fully undressed, she crawled onto the bed and carefully climbed on top your face, a leg on each side of your face. She lowered herself until your mouth touched her nearly dripping centre. As you started licking her pussy she leaned forward and pulled the vibrator out of you, eliciting yet another moan from you. Carefully she touched your clit with the tip of the vibrator, your hips buckled underneath the touch, your tongue never stopping to pleasure her. She turned up the level of the vibrator.

"Oh god, (Y/n). Just like that, and don't you dare come." She was a moaning mess above you and quite honestly you had never seen anything hotter in your life. All while being eaten out, Larissa took the vibrator away from your throbbing clit and placed it on it again. Repeating this again and again, denying you the much-needed release through an orgasm.

"Ah, more, I'm close." She groaned your name and held the vibrator down onto your clit again, with more pressure this time. It was nearly unbearable.

"(Y/n) I'm coming, I want you to come at the same time as me." Larissa's moans grew loader and deeper, and you felt her thighs clench together around your face. She came and finally you got release too. With a scream you came, never had you felt an orgasm so intense. But Larissa didn't take the vibrator away. She climbed off of you and placed herself between your thighs again.

"Mistress, please. I'm too sensitive." Inserting a finger into you and pumping it in and out slowly, she looked at you.

"You can do it, come on. Just one more orgasm for your Mistress. Scream for me." And you did, at first it felt sore and uneasy but after just a few seconds the pleasure took over.

She applied even more pressure with the vibrator and thrust her fingers in and out of you faster. You moaned and screamed her name in pure ecstasy.

"Oh, Larissa. Mistress I'm coming."

"Yes, come on my fingers." With a last scream of her name you came. Completely exhausted you smiled at Larissa. She immediately turned into an angel again. Uncuffing you and cleaning you up. She neatly tucked you into bed and lay down beside you.

"I hope, I wasn't too harsh, love." She looked at you, concern in her eyes.

"No, it's fine. I promise." With that you fell asleep in her arms.

I love how you write😩

Thank you so much, all of the praise I've been getting means the world and more to me! It's so surreal that people actually like what my brain produces. <3

Brienne of Tarth x Milf!Fem Reader

Lactation kink, like Brienne just… she’s our baby

Maybe some rough smut and then boobies to calm our giant goddess down?

I'm really sorry, bunt I don't no anything about this matter and therefore wouldn't feel comfortable writing it. I'm sure you'll find someone who's open to it! <3

the feminine urge to get railed by gwendoline christie

The hands-

She is beauty, she is grace, she can step* on my fucking face.

*sit

Hey!! How are you doing? Okay, so since you're an educator, could you write a college!Larissa x fem!reader friends to lovers?

Reader is a politics major and they become friends over their shared interest in education. They get really close and something small (maybe Reader helping Larissa do her makeup in the classic wlw picture) makes her realize she's not so straight. Since we're thinking 1990s, being a sapphic politician wouldnt be so acceptable so Reader decides to change her college so she doesn't need to ruin their friendship but also keeps herself away from the "temptation". They eventually lose touch, but years later they meet in a Education Leadership Conference (or something like that) and Reader invites Larissa to work on some new law or campaign fully believing she's over her crush.

Except she's not. And adult!Larissa is slowly falling for Reader and her dedication to the education of outcasts and... idk, rights on children halthcare.

College Sweetheart

Pairing: Larissa Weems x Reader

Word Count: 2049

Warning: none (?)

A/n: I really like this actually, I hope you do too!! I'm sorry that I've been rather quiet today, I've spend the day with my best friend and didn't have so much time to write due to that. <3

You were straight. That was something you had been sure of your whole life. But right now, sitting in front of Larissa, you weren't so sure anymore.

The two of you had met in college and immediately hit it off. She was kind of your best friend by now. Your major was politics with a focus on educational law and Larissa's major was education. So your shared interest of the matter had brought you closer together. You had spent most of your free time together, even if it was just quietly learning together.

Of course, you had noticed that you felt happier anytime you were near her. Your heart seemed to explode, and you did get a little nervous. But that was normal, wasn't it? At least that were things you could ignore. But the latest incident couldn't be ignored. It was clear that you felt something for her, even though it was a little hard to grasp as you had been sure that you were straight. Apparently you weren't.

Larissa and you had decided to do a sleepover. A typical "girls night", watching movies, cooking together, laughing a lot and doing each others make up. The latter was the problem. While doing someone's makeup you get very, very close to them. And suddenly you got the undeniable urge to kiss her. Not in a funny way, like friends sometimes do. In a real, romantic way. The urge was so overwhelming that you had to stop applying her mascara for a second and pull yourself together. Thankfully, Larissa didn't seem to notice.

After this evening it got harder and harder to ignore what you felt for her. Suddenly you were much more aware of all the things you had already felt before. She was on your mind constantly and besides having a hard time concentrating most if the time, you were really scared. Scared of what she'd think and also scared, that if you'd ever act on the matter and somehow people would find out that you weren't actually straight, your career in politics would find an end before it had even started.

It took you a while to make the decision, it certainly wasn't an easy one. But it was the right one. And sometimes, making the right decision hurts.

You choose to change college. You needed to get away from Larissa, you wanted to be friends with her. Your friendship was very dear to you, she was after all your best friend. Larissa was devastated when you told her, you had made up some stupid lie. The focus on education was better there. It would be helpful and important for your career, you would be an expert in the matter. She believed it, of course she did. You were a good liar, you had always been. The farewell was horror, you cried. Both. But as you got in the car and Larissa was out of sight, you started to sob. A gut-wrenching, ugly sobbing. The tears blocking your vision so much you had to drive to the side of the road.

You tried to hold contact in the following weeks, calling and writing whenever there was time. The problem was, there was hardly any time. Your schedules couldn't have been any more different. And so, with time, you lost each other more and more. Until your friendship was merely a memory, coming to mind at times.

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"Shit!" You exclaimed as you tripped on the stairs. It had been a horrible day, everything seemed to go sideways. You had overslept, leaving you with six incredibly short minutes to get ready. But you had taken immoderate thirteen minutes, which is why your colleague had decided to just drive without you. That had led to you having to take the bus. Which was a horrible experience, as always. It was rush hour, you can imagine the situation inside of the bus. And now you tripped on the last stair on your way to the conference room.

Today was the Education Leadership Conference and you had a whole speech prepared on why schools for outcasts should be supported more. But it would be hard presenting that speech with some broken bones.

Thankfully, you didn't fall down. You felt arms around you, right before you would have hit the ground. The arms held you and lifted you back to your feet.

"Thank you very much, I real-" you didn't go on, because at that moment you realised who stood in front of you.

"Larissa?" You looked up to her, she looked exactly the same. Her signature red lipstick, the silver hair up in a beautiful hairdo and eyes blue like the ocean.

"(Y/n), what are you doing here?"

"Well I could ask you the same thing, I'm a politician. Focus on educational matters. Just how I always wanted it to be." You smirked, proud of what you had achieved.

"Well I'm the Principle of Nevermore Academy. The school for outcasts that I went to. And I am here to represent us in the educational system." You just wanted to tell her that you had a speech for that matter exactly, but you were interrupted by someone telling you two to please get in as the conference was about to start. So you went in and sat down together.

After a few hours the topic came to outcasts and the man leading the conference, bid you to the front. Larissa's eyes widened as she realised what your speech would be about.

Dear Ladies and Gentlemen,

First of all, I want to start by saying: thank you. Thank you for giving me the honour of talking in front of you today. Education is a matter that has always been important to me, but the education of outcasts is particularly close to my heart. And before you wonder, No, I'm not an outcast. But that doesn't mean, that I can't support them and their rights.

I believe that the way Outcasts are treated is outrageous. Just the name Outcasts is a scandal as itself. It tempts us to believe that a life together, all as one, isn't possible. That, under all circumstances, we should live like two different species. Romantic connections between them and "Normies", as we are being called, are frowned-upon. And I can't help myself, thinking back to the LGBTQ+ rights movement. Haven't we learned anything from that?

These people are born like this, it's what they are. And they need to receive proper education. It is unbelievable that the politics like to completely overlook this. And in addition to that I believe, that everyone should be educated on this matter. Because, you won't believe me Ladies and Gentlemen, but Outcasts aren't as rare as you might think. And to ensure a safe, and tolerant life together, education is essential.

Your speech went on for a little longer and as you sat down next to Larissa again you saw that she couldn't stop smiling for the rest of the conference.

"Would you like to grab a drink afterwards?" Larissa slid a piece of paper over to you. In neat handwriting you wrote: "I'd like that, very much."

So after the conference, Larissa and you left together. You showed her a little, quiet bar just around the corner.

"I- What you said in there, your speech. It really moved me." Larissa looked at you, close to tears.

"The kids, my students, they mean everything to me. And it makes me so incredibly angry that we are so overlooked by the politics. It's nice to see a Normie care so much." You put your hand on hers and smiled lovingly at her.

The evening felt like a haze, you talked for hours. Catching up on everything that happened, but with every second that you looked at Larissa, with every word she said, you came to realise that you were in love with this woman. And in fact you had been for nearly twenty years. This wasn't the slight crush you remembered, you loved her. There was no denying it. And suddenly your whole life made sense. You understood why you had never been able to really settle down with someone, to really feel pure and deep love for anyone.

This time though, you didn't cut contact with Larissa. After the conference she went back to Vermont and you kept in touch. Regularly you chatted and Larissa invited you to come visit Nevermore for Spring Break. You could have also come in-between holidays, but Larissa told you she wanted to have time for you. If the students were there that wouldn't be the case. Still you decided to stay longer than spring break, you were eager to meet some students and maybe even talk to them.

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You arrived at the train station in Jericho as it was already dark. The station was rather empty except for a few people who left the train together with you. It was easy to find Larissa. She was tall and there weren't a lot of people to block your vision.

Your heart skipped a beat as you saw her. You wanted to run to her, embrace and kiss her. You had missed her so much. But you knew how inappropriate that was, so you settled for a slight welcome hug. She guided you to her car, and you drove to the Academy.

It had something peaceful and calming to it, sitting in the car embraced by darkness. Looking at Larissa, face nearly unrecognisable but beautiful in the mild light of the street lamps. You could have kept driving on and on for hours. Just the two of you.

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The first few days, Larissa showed you around the school and Jericho. It was a flight spending so much time with her, but you weren't just her for fun.

You had brought some files and documents on the campaign about additional support for outcasts and their education. You really wanted Larissa's opinion and help on them.

So for the next week, the two of you spend a lot of time in the library and in Larissa's office. Hoovering over tons of books and files, researching the history and evolution of outcasts and how they were perceived in society. You definitely bonded even more over the work and Larissa found herself enchanted by you. Your dedication to the matter made her heart swell and moved her immensely. She fell for you, deeply. And even though she hadn't planed on sharing that with you, life sometimes makes different decisions.

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It was late already but the two of you were still in the library, quietly sitting next to each other reading through some books. Larissa turned around in her chair a little, bumping her long leg against yours. Fast she put a hand onto your thigh, right where her knee had hit you.

"I'm sorry, love." The pet names were as normal for her as breathing and still the made your heart stop every time. You grabbed her hand, looking up at her.

"No worries!" You wanted to go back to your book, but she didn't let go of your hand and as you looked up you realised she was staring at you.

"What's wrong?" And before she could think about it, it had slipped out.

"I think I love you." She threw her hand onto her mouth, as if that would get the words back inside. Her eyes widened in regret. Slowly you put the book from your lap onto the table and got closer to her.

"I'm so sorry, (Y/n). I shouldn't have said that." You gently took her hand in yours, trying to calm her.

"Why, I think it's wonderful." She looked confused, rejection was what she had expected. Not acceptance, and most of all she didn't expect you to return the feelings.

"Well, I've had a crush on you since college. Even though I've realised as I met you again, it was so much more than a crush. I love you, Larissa." Larissa looked extremely cute when speechless, her cheeks were burning red, and you felt goosebumps on her skin as you leant in for a kiss.

Maybe leaving hadn't been easy twenty years ago. But if it leads to this, you would always do it again.