Sarah Paulson - Stories & One Shots❤️‍🔥

Cordelia Goode x Reader

~ A/N ~ This is my first time writing fiction (although we all wish it wasn't fiction lol), and my first time writing smut. Eek. Please don't be harsh!

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Cordelia Goode is the Headmistress of Robichaux's Academy, my new school - she also happens to be our Supreme, bringing light to the coven, sending happiness and warmth through the walls of the academy with her beaming smile and motherly nature. Not to mention, she is also the woman of my dreams.

So what brings me to this school full of promising and talented witches? Recently I discovered my powers of telepathy, I can read minds. It began with a voice in the back of my head, I seemed to be able to predict what people were going to say before they uttered their first word. Eventually, after months of being prodded by therapists trying to psychoanalyse my every move, I did a little research of my own and wound up here at the academy where I was welcomed with open arms by Miss Cordelia and her girls.

When I first laid eyes on Cordelia I felt a sense of security, I felt safe. She cared for me as if she herself had brought me into this world, a quality I had not experienced with many. I longed for the past 19 years of my life to be loved, looked after, and she instilled me with this from the moment we locked eyes.

"Y/n!" I heard Delia call as she snapped me back to reality. "This potion is highly important, you must focus. Granted, a potion designed to allow one to read one's mind might not be neccessary for a witch such as yourself, but please pay attention nonetheless".

"Sorry Miss Cordelia", I responded. "Now, which of you will help Madison with her potion? One of you needs to drink it so we know if it's effective", Cordelia pleaded. Everyone stayed silent. Knowing Madison the potion would send us flying across the room onto our asses, to her absolute delight.

"No one?" Cordelia pursued her plea, to no avail. "Fine", she continued, "I suppose I'll take it, my telepathy is a little rusty anyway. Madison, I'm going to read your mind". Phew. I breathed a sigh of relief, I couldn't have Delia rummaging through the darkest corners of my mind, filled with fantasies of her naked body. I watched as she drank the potion, allowing myself to relish in my deep thoughts once more.

I feel Cordelia's booted foot touch mine under the table. This was no accident. She looks into my eyes, hers sparkling with passion. Her soft hand makes its way to my thigh, tracing lightly upwards, sending heat through my body and a tightness in my core. With a ring of the bell, her hand darts off my thigh up to the table. "Class dismissed", she smiles lightly at each of us. "Y/n, I'd like you to stay behind" she says.

As the last of the girls flea the classroom giggling in my direction with whisperings of "y/n's in trouble", I approach Cordelia. "I'm sorry Miss Goode, have I done something wrong?"

"You've been a very bad girl, y/n, and you need punishing", she walks towards me slowly, backing me into the door, which she rests her arm on above my head, turning the lock. She leans in, whispering in my ear "are you ready to be punished?" I nod profusely as her hands wander under my shirt, cupping my breasts.

As I feel the wetness between my thighs, I'm grabbed harshly back into reality once more. "Madison, the potion doesn't work. I couldn't read your mind any further than your clear desperation to be done with this class. We'll try again next week. Class dismissed", she chuckles as the rest of the class let out a groan. "Y/n, could you stay behind? I'd like to talk about your progress here so far". I gulped. Alone in a room with Cordelia after those thoughts I had moments ago? I'll just have to control myself.

~ A/N ~ HEY I'm sorry there's not really any smut in here I'm just setting the scene for what's to come. Promise it'll be worth it hehe.