Could You Do A Professor!Larissa Weems X Student!reader College Au Where The Reader Studies English Lit

Could you do a professor!Larissa weems x student!reader college au where the reader studies English lit at a top university and is a really good student but got disowned by their already not well off family for being queer so due to a lack of stable income and now housing the reader has turned to striping to try to make ends meet. Their teacher Larissa finds them stripping at a club she frequents and pays for a private dance. The reader doesn't realise Larissa is the one who the dance is for and gets really embarrassed and shy because they have feelings for her and they quickly find out the feelings are mutual as Larissa asks why they are stripping and tells them that if she quits strippings she'll take them to her house and fuck them senseless, while paying for their living/tuition essentially becoming her sugar mommy?

Professor Weems

Pairing: professor!Larissa Weems x student!Reader (over 18 ofc.!!)

Word Count: 1253

Warning: strip club, slight NSFW, mention of smut, sugar mommy

A/n: AU!, hope you like this!!! Coukd do a part 2, with smut if you want! <3 @a-random-dead-thing-in-a-grave

You could've described your life as perfect, you had everything you wanted and needed, you were happy and privileged. Until you weren't.

You studied English literature in Oxford, your parents, and you never had the best relationship, but they always supported you financially, and you still lived at home. Having set boundaries and a few rules, living together was actually not too bad.

You loved going to University, especially because you had this amazing Prof. Prof. Weems was her name, she was incredibly intelligent and really fun at the same time. On top of that, she was stunning, making you crush on her fast. You never thought, you'd have a chance with her and were happy admiring from a far. But with time you felt, that it would probably still be appropriate to tell your parents about your sexuality. Quite frankly, you were sick of them asking if you had found a boyfriend already.

After that, it all went downhill. You had never known your parents to be homophobic, but apparently they were. Kicking you out immediately and refusing to pay any further for University. Apart from the fact that you needed to pay a flat now, University of Oxford is damn expensive. So just like that, you weren't privileged at all anymore.

Desperate to make ends meet and pay for your living, you started stripping at this little club close to your flat. You always feared someone you knew would come in, as you couldn't afford to work outside of Oxford.

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It had been a busy evening, the club was packed, and you made quite a lot of money. You hated so many people at ones, but the money was the important thing.

Larissa had come in quite late, the club had ready emptied a little. Walking in and approaching the bar, first thing she saw was you. She immediately recognised you, being one of her best students.

She was surprised to see you here, never had she felt you were in need for this, or that you were up for something like this. Her interest was aroused, so she asked the girl at the bar, if she could book a private dance with you. She hummed as a response and told Larissa to go wait in a separate room after she had paid.

Larissa didn't even bother to take of any clothes, that's not what she wanted out of this. She sat down on a chair, waiting for you to come in.

You were used to doing private dances, just not so late in the evening. Usually no one booked you so close before closing time. But you didn't complain, money was money.

Checking if your outfit sat right, you opened the door. Looking down, you seductively entered. As you looked up, your cheeks immediately reddened, and you covered your face with your hands.

"Prof. Weems, I didn't expect you here." You felt her stand up and approach you. To your surprise she took off her jacket and placed it around you, guiding you over to the bed.

"I could say the same." You knew she sat down next to you, because you felt the mattress dip down. You still couldn't look at her, too embarrassed.

"(Y/n), please look at me." Hesitantly you looked up, seeing nothing but concern and care in her eyes. The judgement you had expected, nowhere to be seen.

"How come you do this?" She gently rubbed your back, making you feel absolutely safe and showing you that you could trust her. It was a pleasant feeling, thinking back at your life, you weren't sure you had felt like this before.

"I-, My parents kicked me out and stopped paying for University, so I need the money. University is fucking expensive." You chuckled through tears, attempting to lighten the mood. Larissa offered you a reassuring smile.

"Can I ask why they kicked you out?" You stiffened, did you really want to tell her? You had only ever told your parents, and that ended well. Afraid of another rejection, another heartbreak. But she seemed accepting, calming, even comforting.

"I'm gay." You whispered, nearly inaudible. Larissa's eyes widened, and at the sight of your tears she pulled you into a hug. Gently stroking over your hair, holding you close. Careful not to touch any bare skin, which you had a lot of at the moment.

"Oh love, I'm sorry that they weren't accepting." You looked up at her, the fear still in your eyes. Larissa immediately understood what you asked. Being reminded of having the same look in her eyes. She slightly laughed, a sound of the heavens escaping her lips.

"Oh no, don't be scared. I'm also gay." Your eyes widened, fast to hide your face in her shoulder. Not wanting her to see your reddened cheeks. Still Larissa knew, you were flustered, and it made her laugh. She thought you were incredibly cute.

Gently she pushed you away, forcing you to look at her. She brushed a strand of hair out of your face.

"Let me pay for you. I'll pay your tuition and rent. But, you have to stop stripping." Shock rushed over your face, why would she do that?

"No, I can't ask that of you. Absolutely not."

"You're not asking, I'm offering. Willingly." You shook your head at her.

"What do you get out of that?" Larissa smirked, thinking of all the things she could do with you. She leaned forward, mouth next to your ear. Voice deep, not more than a whispered, she answered.

"I'll take you to my house and fuck you senseless, how does that sound? Apart from that, you could keep me some company." You felt yourself shiver, goosebumps gracing your skin. Never would you have thought, she could like you in any way, whatsoever.

"Well," You pushed her back, looking in her eyes, "you don't have to pay me, for me to spend time with you. I'll gladly to that anyway." Larissa smirked knowingly.

"Why, even better. Still I'd like to pay for you. I don't like the idea of you in this establishment." You knew, arguing would get you nowhere. Would it be so bad to accept her offer?

Slowly you leaned forward, cupping her cheek. Looking into her eye for permission, you softly kiss her. "Everyone is going to say your my Sugar Mommy." Larissa smirked against your lips, leaning her forehead against yours.

"Would that be so bad?" You rolled your eyes at her, not able to hide the blush on your face. Slightly you shook your head.

"I suppose not." Her hand slipped to the back of your head, pushing you closer again, your lips meeting hers.

"Grab your things, I'll take you home." She waited for you, still sitting on the bed. You grabbed your bag, deciding not to put on your clothes. Instead, staying in the revealing outfit and her jacket. Entering the room again, you felt her eyes all over you. She smirked mischievously.

"What do you think you're doing?" You approached her. Standing between her legs, you let her wrap an arm around your waist. Her head rested on your chest and without warning you felt light kisses all over your chest, between your breast and on the fabric of your bra. You grabbed her hair, pushing her closer to you. A light whimper escaped you, as you tried to direct her to your nipple.

"I'll destroy you later." She said, smirking against your skin, earning a moan from you.

okay silly idea but Mom! Larissa teasing Daughter! Reader about her crush, and Reader doing the same to Larissa. It's up to you how it goes. Thank uuuu

Rusty

Pairing: Larissa Weems x daughter!reader; Larissa Weems x OC

Word Count: 566

Warning: none

A/n: I really liked this, I've written this as a kind of continuation of this fic. When I wrote it, I thought about making Larissa and Aviva an item, so now I had an excuse for it. Hope you like it <3

After the little incident in Jericho, wanting to literally paint the town red, you had written Aviva thanking her again for her help. As a thank you, you offered to take her to Nevermore and give her a little tour around. You and Aviva had become friends of a sort, she felt like a big sister or an aunt, that you never had.

To your delight, she came more often and spend a lot of time in the school. It was clear to you that your mum started to take a special liking for her. Never in your life had you seen Larissa Weems blush.

"You look very pretty in that dress, it suits you Mrs. Weems." Aviva had complimented your mum, while having dinner together. And she had blushed, to your surprise. Aviva had made your mum blush. Very unusual.

After Aviva had left you accompanied your mum in the kitchen, smirking knowingly.

"What's that look for, huh?" Larissa thought it was highly suspicious.

"You have a crush on Aviva." You winked at her and burst out laughing as her cheeks reddened again.

"I have not. She's at least fifteen years younger than me." You raised an eyebrow at her attempt to lie to you.

"You are a shit liar, you know that. Also, what does that matter? All that matters is that you are happy." Deep down, you knew she was scared. Scared of reliving what had happened eight years ago with your mother. But Aviva was just too sweet for that. You knew it.

"Come on, mum. Go for it." You gently nudged your elbow into her side. She pulled you into a hug, pretending to be nice, but in the last second she rubbed your hair into a total mess.

"Aha, and your little crush on Liam?" Your eyes widened, how did she know about that. You opened your mouth, and closed it again, not knowing what to say. Embarrassed you hid your face in her chest.

"Don't be embarrassed, you also teased me, honey. Did you expect me to not find out? I'm the Principle, I have eyes and ears everywhere." You laughed into your mum, she was unbelievable. Making up some courage, you looked at her.

"I'll talk to Liam, if you talk to Aviva." Larissa thought about that for a second, before reaching out to shake your hand, pretending to be very serious. You shook hands, immediately bursting out laughing as you looked at each other. She really was your best friend.

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A few days later, you entered your living room seeing your mum pacing through the room, like a maniac.

"God, what's wrong with you?" Larissa's head shot around, she looked ... nervous?

"I need your help, I'm practising. I want to ask Aviva out. I haven't done something like this in," She counted real fast, "nearly twenty years." Your eyes widened.

"A little rusty, are you?" You couldn't hide your grin. Sometimes you forgot, that after your mother Larissa had been alone all the time.

"Relax, she'll say yes. She won't be able to resist your charm." You laughed at her, poking her lightly. Even though you teased her about it, you knew it was true. She was an attractive woman, and you were sure Aviva wouldn't be able to resist that.

"I hate you." Larissa laughed, pulling you into a tight hug.

"No, you don't.

I would die if u wrote a bed sharing fic of Larissa x reader with smut

One Bed

Pairing: Larissa Weems x Reader

Word Count: 1010

Warning: NSFW, 18+, Mommy kink, eating out, kind of praise kink

A/n: hope you like!!<3

You stepped into the room and immediately knew you were doomed. Doomed to make an absolute fool out of yourself.

"I'm really sorry, (Y/n). I'll sleep on the floor." You turned around to look at Larissa, shaking your head.

"No, don't be ridiculous." You knew this would be your demise, but you would most definitely not let her sleep on the wooden floor.

The two of you had gone to a conference and needed a place to sleep. Unfortunately there was only one room left, and there was just one bed in it. Additional problem: You had the biggest crush imaginable on Larissa.

"(Y/n), come on. I'm your boss, I appreciate your offer, but it's really not necessary." You shushed her and left for the bathroom taking a quick shower and getting ready for bed. As you stepped out again, you sighed.

Larissa had put her pillow and blanket onto the floor. With a swift motion you took it both and placed it on the bed again.

"Larissa, I will have none of that. Stop this childish behaviour and come to bed." You stared at her while crawling under your own blanket. Defeated she joined you.

It was hard to concentrate on the book you were reading. The bed wasn't big and the space between you was nearly non-existent. You felt the warmth of her body radiate towards you at all times.

As you stretched your leg it touched Larissa's. Startled you pulled it away, using the book to cover your face. Larissa sighed next to you.

"I make you nervous. I understand it, I'm still your boss. I'll leave." Hastily you threw the book to the side and grabbed her wrist, right before she got out of bed. Surprised by your action she stumbled back, falling onto the bed right next to you. Sudden confidence shot through you, causing you to climb on top of her. Sitting on her waist, you looked down at her confused face.

"Yes, you make me nervous. But a very different kind of nervous, then you think." Your hand slowly stroked over her collarbone, and you leaned down, placing a light kiss on her lips. Larissa didn't respond, absolutely stunned by what was happening. Panic rose in you, why didn't she kiss back?

You stopped the kiss, fast to climb off of her. At a loss for words, you just stared at her for a moment.

"Fuck, I'm sorry. You didn't want that." With that you crawled under your blanket, as far away from Larissa as possible and turned off the light. Back facing towards her.

Larissa needed a moment to understand what had just happened, and as she realised that she probably hurt you, she pulled herself together and slid over to you. Gently she laid her arm around your waist and pulled you closer.

"I did want it, love. I was just a little overwhelmed, sorry." She nuzzled her face into the crook of your neck, talking right into your ear. Her hand carefully stroked over your stomach. You turned your head a little, face close to hers, lips almost touching. Your eyes flickered down to her lips, and that was all she needed to see. Hungrily she crashed her lips onto yours. You had turned around completely now, laying on your back, and Larissa leaned over you.

"How would you like me fucking you? Right now, right here." You whined as you felt her squeezing one of your breasts. Eagerly you nodded, not able to get any words out, due to the wandering hand on your lower stomach. Larissa chuckled, she loved the way you were so desperate for her touch.

Her hand lifted the hem of your shirt and touched your bare skin. In a swift motion she got rid of the shirt. Gently she stroked over your breast, before replacing her hand with her mouth. She licked over your hardened nipple, eliciting a moan from you. It didn't take long, until you were freed from all your clothes. Larissa made sure to stop once in a while and worship every little part of your body through kisses.

Spreading your legs, she grinned as she saw how wet you already were. The juice was practically dripping, and running down your thighs.

"Oh honey, this all for me?" You nodded, way too fast, earning a chuckle from her.

"Yes, all for you. Please, Mommy, touch me-" You stopped, looking at Larissa as to see her reaction to the new name. Without a warning she pushed two fingers inside of you, while looking you straight in the eyes. Causing you to scream out.

"Say that again." She had a stern look on her face, but you could see the arousal in her eyes.

"Mommy, fuck me." And she did, thrusting her fingers into you, increasing in speed. She placed kisses all over your thigh, before working on your clit. Her tongue ran through the wet folds, tasting your sweet juice. A deep moan escaped Larissa at the sensation. Eager to eat you out herself, she started licking over you sensitive bud.

"Oh, please. That feels- amazing." You praised Larissa's work, trying to mumble words through your moans. You could see she liked it, her cheeks reddening.

When she could feel that your orgasm was approaching, she sucked on your bundle of nerves, making you practically scream out.

"Mommy, please. Let me cum, oh god." Your walls clenched around her fingers and with one last thrust you came all over her finger. She gently pulled them out and licked them dry, the view making you nearly moan again.

Larissa came back up, laying down next to you. Passionately she kissed you, you could taste yourself on her tongue. She put a hand on top one of your breasts, gently cupping it.

"You were such a good girl for Mommy, weren't you?" She winked at you, laughing at your blushing, stuttering mess. She pulled you closer to her and with her hand still on top of your breast, stroking your nipple, you fell asleep.

I just wanted to say, as I've come to see a few request like that in my box, I will happily write Larissax student!reader if it's platonic, but I'd be uncomfortable to write anything sexual between them. The Professor Weems Story, is different for me as it's not a teacher/student relationship, University just feel different to me! Thanks for respecting that, ly<3

Heyyyy, you said you're a sucker for Larissa as a mother so I thought of another one.

Again Larissa Weems x Daugter! Reader

There's a competition in Nevermore and Reader is one of the participants. While Reader's competing Larissa tries her best to stay professional and not cheer much 'cause she's afraid that people will call her biased or blame her of having favorites. But well, you can't really stop a mom right? so when Reader finally won she screamed and showered her with love.

Poe Cup

Pairing: Larissa Weems x daughter!reader

Word Count: 295

Warning: none

A/n: short but filled with fluff and love! Hope you like it!!<3

You loved the Poe Cup, it was so fun. And now, having Wednesday on the team, Ophelia Hall finally had a chance to win.

Everything had gone quiet good so far, you just had to pass one more team, and then you had won. From afar, you could see your mother's excited face, she was trying really hard not to cheer and scream for you.

She was still the Principle and couldn't favour one child over the others, even if it was her own child. She wanted to stay fair. But as your team approached, and it was clear that you had won, she couldn't contain a slight cheer.

Out of the boat, you practically ran to your mother, hugging her. Enid followed and shared the hug, to your mother's surprise. Wednesday, maintained an arm length distance, of course.

Your mother would have loved to pick you up and swing you around, put you weren't five anymore. So she settled on a tight hug.

"Love, I'm so proud of you! That was amazing." She showered you with kisses all over your hair and face, and thanked the gods for not having a daughter that's embarrassed of her mother. Because quite frankly, what she did right now was a little embarrassing. Even she felt that, but she couldn't help herself.

As she gave you and Enid the trophy, she grabbed your face and kissed you ob the cheek, right in front of all the students. And to her surprise they all cheered, she didn't know how much they loved your relationship. She meant the world to most students, and they were just happy to have their Principle happy.

You pulled her into a hug, throwing your arms around her. "I love you, mum." Her heart melted, thankful to have you in her life.

love ur writing! was wondering if you could do one where brienne gets jealous? idk feel free to do whatever you want with it !

Mine

Pairing: Brienne of Tarth x Reader

Word Count: 702

Warning: NSFW, 18+, jealousy, eating out, overstimulation

A/n: I made Brienne a little more dominant here, a little different from my usual stories of her. Hope you like it!<3

The evening had been wonderful, you had fun and loved spending time with Brienne. It was hard getting her to open up, but it felt like you were making progress.

It had been warm inside the tavern, so you were desperate for some fresh air and Brienne accompanied you. Together you walked along the river, where it was quiet and no one would interrupt you.

You had your arms intertwined with one another, and you side was pressed to hers. She was unusually quiet, but you ignored that.

"I had such a fun evening!" You beamed at Brienne, but she looked straight ahead.

"I could see that." Her voice was colder, more distant.

"I would have really loved to dance with you, but I respect your wish not to." Brienne shook you off her arm, physically distancing herself from you.

"Well, it seemed the young man you danced with was a perfect fit." Her voice sounded hurt, was she jealous? You stopped walking and looked at her, surprised of her behaviour.

"Brienne, are you jealous?" She stopped and slowly turned to look at you. She opened her mouth, just to close it again.

"It's alright, love. It's cute. But I want you to know that there is no reason to be jealous. The man I danced with was funny, but that's all. It was one dance, I'll probably never think about him again. I don't even know his name. I just have eyes for you." She slightly smiled at that.

"I know, still I don't like people touching what's mine." She got bolder and bolder with every day the two of you were together. At the beginning she was so very shy, always blushing at anything you did or said. With time, she learned to be a little more open, more dominant and sometimes even take the lead. You felt it came with trust, the more she trusted you, the more she opened up.

Playfully anger and lust flickered through her eyes. Roughly she picked you up and carried you back home. Her eyes never leaving your body, wandering over it, to your lips your eyes and back to your breasts. The moment the door of your room closed behind her, she hungrily kissed you dropping you onto the bed.

Her hands, undressed you with ease. She licked her lips, ready to make you moan out her name. Slowly she started kissing down your chest.

"This," she stopped to kiss you left nipple, "and this," she kissed your right nipple, "is all mine. You understand that?" She looked up at you, waiting for an answer.

"Yes, Brienne. I'm yours." She grinned at that, moving down to your stomach and then even further down. Spreading your lips a bit she placed herself between them. With her fingers she ran through your folds, collecting all of your juices. Gently she started rubbing your clit making you moan out at first contact. She placed her other hand on top your lower stomach, as to hold you in place. Desperate for release, which you knew would come fast, you started moving your hips against her fingers.

"Brienne, my love. Please, I need more." You panted between strangled breaths. Her fingers started to move faster, circling your throbbing centre, eager to make you scream. You were close, very close. Brienne knew that, she heard it in your moans.

"Please, I'm coming-" screaming her name and holding onto her hand, you stumbled over the edge. Gasping for air, you tried to come down from your high, as you felt Brienne's soft lips touch your clit.

"Brienne, oh- I can't..." she didn't stop, licking over your bundle of nerves.

"Yes, you can." She squeezed your hand, and moved her tongue faster, starting to suck as well. It was getting too much, you felt the next orgasm roll over you. Your legs started to tremble, and your moans came out strangled.

"Ah, Bri- please- ohh." Gently she licked you clean and crawled up to you. Giving you a light kiss on the forehead, she smirked at you.

"Learned your lesson?" You couldn't say anything, so you just nodded at her. Pulling her closer, you nuzzled into her side, calming down.