Larissa x reader

Im sorry darling | NSFW

*A/n~ couldn't decide if I wanted a nsfw or non for this prompt so I wrote both. I hope you all enjoy. Feel free to request more prompts. I'm absolutely exhausted falling asleep editing another request so it's only one post tonight. However lots of thought and planning has gone into this next one :( Read on my doves*

Warnings~

Prompt 57 (you're not fine!) requested by idkaname666666

Working at Nevermore as a music teacher was what brought you to your love of your life. You met through the school, so it was only natural that the school would hold a special place in both your hearts. You couldn't help but wonder how on earth you got so lucky to marry the principle. Leaving together at Nevermore and living your dream of teaching music couldn't get any better. Your ability being able to bring music to life. You could quite literally create a visual for any musical instrument and even vocal. This made you quite popular with your students, most being audio and visual learners meaning you could always find a way to help them thrive.

In your spare time you loved to create pieces for your wife based on the strong emotions you felt. You'd leave them around whenever she was having a bad day, just so she can be reminded of your love for her. A true goddess. This one particular day your wife had woken up late, unlike her and seemed to be having a rough day. So on your lunch break you, you snuck into your shared quarters and left the song on her pillow. You knew your wife would come into your room in an attempt to gain some peace. You quickly left and returned to your classroom in time for your next class.

It was just as you were finishing up your last class of the day that Larissa made her appearance. She missed you terribly today, a challenging day and all she wanted was you. Seeing you in your element, pure joy radiating from you as you imparted knowledge on the students brought her joy. It was only when your students faltered in their playing that you realised you had company.

"Ah! Principle Weems! How lovely to see you, we were just finishing up on our Beethoven piece." You exclaimed happily. So proud of the hard work your students were putting in. "How lovely Mrs Weems, I must confess your lesson time is over now tho dear..." she trailed off gently reminding you. "Oh my gosh! Guys I'm sorry you should've told me you know how immersed in the music I can get." You half scolded them. Honestly you loved that they enjoyed your lessons so much but it could be tiring with your tendencies to overwork yourself.

You watched as the students filed out leaving you and your wife in an empty music room. Only then did she come over to you and wrap her arms around your waist, pulling your back to her front and dropping her head to rest in the crook of you shoulder. "Hi darling" she husked tiredly in your ear causing you to shiver. "Hi" you whispered back just enjoying being in her arms. "Has today been dreadful my love?"

"Wednesday Addams just loves to cause mischief" she sighed. "Oh my poor love, what do you need honey" you readily offered prepared to do whatever could make your wife feel any better. It was the squeeze to your waist that indicated to you where the night would be going. Your code. "Oh my darling of course, whatever you need" you reassured her as you felt her release the breath she was unknowingly holding. You'd never turn her down. You knew when your wife became stressed taking control was the only way to soothe her. And you'd willingly give that to her.

And that is how you ended up being led to your shared quarters by your wife. You followed closely behind anticipating what was to come. As soon as the door locked to your room the switch in your wife was instant. You were immediately pushed back flush against the door, her lips attacking yours in a bruising kiss. Hands clawing at your hips to prevent you from moving. All you could do is submit to her assault on your lips, moans being swallowed by her greedy forceful kisses. It didn't take long before her lips found your pulse point sucking the sensitive skin between her ruby lips, intent on marking what is hers. Your moans tumbling from your own lips as your head lulled back exposing more of your neck.

With a growl of frustration, larissa kept tugging at the clothing covering your skin. They were simply in the way. Her assault on your neck never ended as she tore the clothes from your body leaving you in a skimpy lace emerald underwear set. Your neck now sporting multiple purple blueish bruises she had caused. Her hungry gaze roaming over your semi exposed body, a groan of anticipation leaving her lips. Rather harshly your wife grasped a hold of you and moved you to the bed in a hurry. This behaviour not uncommon but indicating how stressed she truly was. Normally there would normally still be a hint of gentle in her actions. But not tonight.

As normal larissa reminded you of your safe words, raven meaning stop and dove meaning you need to check in. You knew this well enough yet she still checked every time just a comfort thing. Although you rarely had to use the safe words as you and your wife were incredible at knowing each others bodies and cues. That is how you were now tied to the bed unable to move, completely at her disposal. Lips finding each area of exposed skin. Moans tumbling from your lips. Only then did you finally feel her attention where you needed her most. Your centre slick with arousal. All you could do is lay there and allow her tongue to work tirelessly between your thighs.

Her kitten licks were driving you wild. She always knew how to bring you to the edge marvellously quick. You couldn't deny your wife is very talented in this department. So it was no surprise that she sucked at your aching bundle of nerves you were thrown over the edge of your own climax. Larissa moaning happily between your thighs lapping up her reward, showing no signs of stopping anytime soon.

White hot pleasure coursing through your veins was the only sensation you could focus on. You'd lost count of how many times you'd been brutally thrown over the edge into a pool of pleasure. Larissa greedily taking her rewards before building you back up once again. Your cum was dripping off her chin as your hips bucked uncontrollably against her mouth and fingers. Everything was sensitive and you weren't sure how much more you could handle. But all you could do is give in to the sensations. Tears had began falling 3 orgasms ago. Not even enlisting a reaction from your wife at all. Your wrists red raw from tugging at the restraints in an attempt to wiggle away from the pleasurable sensations. Your moans and dripping core making Larissa moan around you moan uncontrollably.

"Fuck, rissy I can't I " you whined uncontrollably it suddenly all becoming too much. "Pretty slut I want more you'll give me more" she husked the word's causing vibrations that hit your sensitive bundle of nerves. "Fuck! Raven! Stop stop please stop" you whimpered out. The tears soaking your voice as you cried out. Immediately as if a switch was clicked, Larissa switched back to her doting wife caring self. Her reassurance kicking in as well as guilt. She'd hurt you. Unintentionally of course, she'd lost control.

"Oh darling! What do you need? I'm sorry I'm so sorry my love. I'd never mean to hurt you." Her apologies spewing from her lips as she worked to untie your limbs quickly. Little gasps of shock leaving her as she realised the marking on your wrists. "Oh my darling girl what have I done to you..." she trailed off the emotion heavy in her voice as she pulled you into her arms. A gentle comforting embrace as your body shook with the force of your sobs. You also felt guilt. Guilt of not being enough, not giving your wife the release she needed hell you believed you were a bad submissive now. Anxiety ridden and sore was not the mix you wished to be. "I'm fine" You stuttered out. You sounded absolutely broken, anything but fine.

"You're not fine!, darling I'm so sorry I'm sorry my love what do you need? I'm not disappointed. I'm not mad. You did so good baby. So so good. My good girl hmm?" Her words wrapping around you like a blanket. You were good. Still hers. "I-I good?" You whimpered out. The confusion laced your words, shattering the taller women's heart. Her own carnal need had caused you this much pain. Her own self loathing rising within her. She pushed it down to deal with later. You needed her.

"Oh y/n , my darling girl. You're did good. You are so so good for me my darling. I'm so sorry I hurt you I didn't mean to. Such a good girl for using your words. I'm so proud of you. I love you my angel" she whispered into your hair feeling your tension leaving your body. Exhaustion quickly covering your whole body, making your mind foggy and unclear. All you could do is allow it to take you. Larissa would care for you. You knew that. The last thing you did before sleep claimed a hold on you is sleepily mumble "not you fault I woves Rissa"

Word count~ 1641

*A/n~ idk how I feel about the smut in this one it was written in a stressful period of my life so I may go back and edit it*

Because playing when Larissa goes too far causing reader to safe word and pretending she's fine etc when deep down she's not comforting end