Larissa x reader

Be my good girl|NSFW

*A/n~ long note :( two chapters in one night. Writing is my escape and I'm hoping the challenge of a NSFW chapter will help distract me. Teacher/principal relationship.

I hope I can do this prompt some good bc I came up with like 4 different ideas in my brainstorming process. Another late night writing of course I have my cookies and water. So here's your reminder to take care of yourself and go drink some water :)*

Prompt~ Reader is paying a visit to her wife and one thing leads to another. Larissa tells reader to be her good girl somehow. Smut pleaseeee ;)

Tw~ eating out finger!ng strap ! On mommy k!nk smutty smut

Your relationship with Larissa Weems was one that you were quite proud of. I mean have you seen her? Gorgeous, stunningly tall, kind hearted, those sapphire blue eyes. Yes everything from head to toe was absolutely perfect. And even better? You got to call her your wife. Everyday you caught a glimpse of your stunning gold wedding band you were reminded that you were the luckiest girl in the world. Now you may be wondering what Larissa saw in the shy nerdy history teacher of Nevermore Academy. And truthfully you yourself had absolutely no clue. Your appearance wasn't much to be admired in your own opinion, yet Larissa still looked at you like there was nothing more beautiful than you left in the world.

Your hair was pulled into the chocolate curls were perfectly messy bun, thick black glasses perched on your nose, revealing but not too revealing outfit sat perfectly on all your curves. Maroon was definitely your colour and you knew that it would drive your wife wild. The heels you selected, simple black shoe with a slight heel just enough to add a bit of height to your already short frame. Even with the heels you just about came level to your wife's collarbones. This was all a part of your carefully thought out plan to test your wife's control over her own desires. And by the time you'd finished teaching your 5th years about the ancient Greeks it became clear your plan was working. You taught the lesson specifically on the myth of Medusa. One of your favourites if you were honest. History is something you are extremely passionate about and being able to share the extensive knowledge you had filled you with an immense happiness.

As your students were filling out of your classroom immersed in their own conversations while you bid them goodbye. Even receiving a few "Goodbye mrs Weems" back. You watched as the groups of students as they scattered off in different directions. Rather interestingly for you, you noted that the two students you were secretly hoping would get together seemed to getting closer recently. Ah young love. You couldn't help but be excited about the fact. After all you were most definitely a hopeless romantic. The next period was your planning period so you had time to just observe the scenes in front of you. As the halls became quieter you could hear the familiar click of heels against the floor. A smiled graced your lips at the thought of your wife. It had only been 3 hours yet you missed her terribly.
"Hello darling" she whispered into your ear as she was coming behind you and gently placing her hands on your hips.
"Hi" you chuckled leaning back into your wife's arms still just looking at your surroundings. It was peaceful and quite now the students had all found their way to their fourth periods. The tranquil moment soon ended as you felt the slight pressure of your taller companions lips ghosting up and down your neck before suggesting you come to her office with her. I mean after all she knew your schedule so she knew their was no class for you until after the lunch break. With a quick nod you slipped your smaller hand into hers and allowed her to lead the way.

It wasn't long before you had reached the privacy of her office. Her eyes raking over your appearance with a subtle hint of lust lurking in those sapphire eyes you loved so much. Her lips collided with yours in a needy yet passionate kiss, backing you into the wall effectively pinning you there with a hand on the wall and the other gripping at your hips. You couldn't help the smile the crept into the kiss as your back hit the wall. After all that very action had caused even more arousal to pool between your thighs. The pair of you only pulling away when oxygen became a necessity.  Foreheads resting against each other, eyes closed and trying to steady your breathing once more.
"Rissa what was that for? I mean I'm not complaining at all but just uh..." you trailed off losing your train of thought at the smirk that graced her lips. You knew what that meant. Your plan had succeeded much to your delight.