My dove

Little dove| fluffy

*Authors note~ I feel like a motherly lesso is just top tier and I absolutely adore the prompt. Your kind words are fuelling my mind to write I don't know how I feel about this one :(*

Trigger warnings~ regression little r cg lesso

Prompt~ tumblr anon~ Hi there!! I would absolutely LOVE a super duper fluffy age regression fic with lady lesso if it isnt too much trouble!! Your fanfictions are simply lovely, they make a lot of people happy, i myself included.
Keep up the AMAZING work, you're doing such a good job!! :)))
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You had been regressing for years, most of that time you spent alone. In your little state all you could desire was someone to hold you, comfort you, and play with you. Yet you couldn't have that. You had to keep your regression to yourself. It wasn't safe for you to be open, you knew what would happen and what would be said if this got out. That's why you did your very best to hide.

You joined the staff at the newly joint school for good and evil, you thought it would be easy to hide. After al being around adults and teens would force you to stay in your "big" state. Knowing you had responsibilities for these students just kept you on track. Little did you know you would meet the love of your life here. And that women, was the one and only Dean of Evil, Lady Leonora Lesso. Suddenly hiding your regression had never been harder.

Spending time with Lesso, caused you to feel safe and content, which meant you felt yourself slipping a lot more often than usual. And that was okay. When you had been caught in your little state by your girlfriend, she handled it impeccably well, immediately amplifying her motherly instincts and coming to hold you. That was truly the first time you had ever felt so safe and content in this mindset. That fact caused you to slip even further than you had before, knowing that your Nora had you. You were safe in her arms.

The next day, you and your girlfriend had a long chat about your need to regress, what if anything you required from her and any words that would upset or trigger you in that mind set. You instantly told her about your special box, that contained your little items. From that day forward you were to find your lover if you felt the urge to slip, she would call you her little princess or her little Angel. You called her momma. Finally for the first time in your life you felt loved, safe and cared for.

Unfortunately not everyone was understanding as you knew. Your classes had been particularly difficult today and you constantly felt the urge to slip, you were showing subtle signs that you knew your girlfriend would pick up on but others would ignore. On your way to the staff meeting you couldn't help but notice just how much the slip would be needed. Your desire to hold it off till after the meeting was strong, you couldn't let anyone know.

Your control dwindled quickly and you couldn't stop the slip. Others instantly picking up on the change, your thumb found it's way to your lips and you were slightly sucking on it. It was a self soothing manner you had developed in the little land. You began to blink incredibly slowly and fiddling with your sleeves, until a comment was made. That one comment filled you with panic, you immediately let your eyes dart around the room in search of your momma. Unable to find her you did the only thing your little brain could think of. You cried and fled the room. Your legs carrying you to your safe place, your home, your momma.

You didn't knock when you reached her room, you just tore through the room in an panic, searching or your special box. Lesso was immediately on edge when you entered without your teasing comments or that beautiful smile that met your eyes. She was up and on her feet following you having a small guess on what state you where in. When she found you, your contents of the box were thrown all over the floor as you clutched a bear to your chest, playing the the hair of the bear. Tears streaming down your cheeks as you began to rock yourself slowly.

Lesso came to kneel in front of you, carful not to touch you until you initiated it, and whispered "why's my little angel crying?" Alerting you her presence, you threw yourself into her safe embrace while stuttering and mumbling a babbled explanation of what had happened. Clearly, you weren't able to communicate what had happened so she settled on comforting her princess. She showered you with love, reassurance and praise. You were her baby and she adored you. Calming you down is her priority, she would find the cause later and punish them accordingly.

It took some time for you to calm your little mind enough to explain to her what was said. Really and truly it wasn't that bad and you knew that, but I'm that mindset it was the worst thing that could've been said. Being told to grow up when you mentally can't is hard to hear. Lady lesso knew just how that would've affected you, so she focused her attention and energy on you. You were her baby, and she didn't want you to be hurting. Showering you with affection before she helped you stand so she could carry you to her chambers. Your thumb finding its way to your mouth again, your body becoming sleepy as you felt her heart beating bellow your hand.

"Pretty princess are you tired baby?" She murmured bringing a hand to rub your back. "Yes momma" you whimpered before yawning into her neck. That's how you found yourself snuggled up to the older women on her bed, with your bear and lesso you felt like nothing in the world could never hurt you.

Word count~ 1008