Miss Pendragon {Lady Lesso / Reader} S.G.E

Desperate

The rest of the day goes smoothly. I don't see Lesso until dinner. We chat the whole time. The next morning, while I'm doing my hair, there is a knock on my bedroom door. I open it. "Professor Dovey, good morning." I say with a smile. "Good morning Princess. Lady Lesso asked to see you. She's hoping you could see her before third period, if that's okay with you." Dovey tells me. I nod. "Oh okay. I'm assuming she has no classes until then?" I ask. She shaked her head. "Nope. She's free until third period." Dovey answers. Just as Dovey goes to walk away, she stops herself. She turns back to face me. "She's also not going to be at breakfast. She has papers to finish grading." she adds before leaving.

I finish getting ready then head down to eat. As I'm about to leave the dining hall to go see Lesso, Tedros calls me over. He's seated with Beatrix, Kiko, Tristan, and to my surprise, Gregor. I approach them with a wide smile. "Good morning everyone." I greet. They all smile, a few of them saying it back. "Miss Pendragon?" Kiko starts. I look to her, raising my eyebrows. "When are we starting the first part of our 'colour co-ordinating' assignment?" she asks. "I'll assign everyone their partners on Friday so you all has the weekend to study and get comfortable with them. You'll also have all of next week, apart from Friday as that is when you'll present to the class." I explain. The two girls nod.

"What about our test for Archery?" Tristan asks. "That starts tomorrow. I'll grade each of you on your technique. Based off those results, you'll get assigned new groups with new things to practice." I tell the boys. They all nod. "Is that all?" I ask. Everyone nods. I stand. "Well, I better get going. I'll see you all later." I say, smiling.

I make my way through the now very familiar corridors of the School for Evil as I walk to Lesso's office. As I reach the door, it opens. I walk inside and it closes behind me. Lesso is sat in her chair, leaning back with her legs crossed. Her jacket is hanging up, meaning she's only got her vest over her blouse. The sleeves of her blouse are rolled up under her elbows.

Oh my fucking lord. I need her.

"Princess." she greets. A smirk is plastered on her lips. "D-Dovey said you wanted to see me." I manage. "Why am I so nervous all of a sudden?" I think to myself. "Yes. Please, sit." she says. I do as she tells me. She leans against her desk, looking at me directly. "So, Y/n. I seem to have a bit of a problem." she tells me. I swallow. "Oh?" I reply. "Mhm." she hums. "What is it?" I ask. "I can't seem to get you out of my head." she says, sugar-coating nothing. My breathing becomes shallow and quick. She rises from her seat and starts walking around the desk. "All I can think about is you. Your long, dirty blonde hair. Your gorgeous Sea Green eyes." she explains, walking behind me. She leans over my shoulder, running her hands down my chest, over my boobs, and stopping on my stomach.

She leans closer to my ear. "How I want to pull you in by the waist and shove you against a desk, kissing your lips, as well as your jawline, neck, and upper chest, leaving marks as I do so." I squeeze my eyes shut tightly. She gets even closer. "How I want to pull your dress off your body, revealing more areas for me to mark with kisses and hickeys." she adds. She makes her way in front of me. She grabs my chin. I open my eyes. She leans in to the point our noses graze past eachother. "How I crave the feeling of your bare skin against mine. I need you, Y/n. I hate to admit it, but I'm desperate." she says, finishing. "So am I." I groan. She raises her eyebrows. "Yeah?" "Yeah."

"Kiss me, Leonora." I whisper. She leans in closer, her top lip grazing mine. "What was that, darling?" she torments. "Kiss me, for fuck sakes." I say, essentially begging. She laughs. "Oh Y/n." she says. "Fuck you." I say. I grab her by the back of the neck, connecting our lips. She instantly kisses me back. I tilt my head to the right, giving her more space to get closer. My lips part and she licks my bottom one before sliding her tongue in. I moan as her tongue reaches mine. My tongue curls against hers, causing her to groan.