Larissa x reader

Memories of us|fluff?

*Authors note~ This prompt is just so adorable I couldn't help but run to write this it's so cute and I love the idea of it being flashback's maybe that's just me?*

Trigger warnings~ none ?

Prompt~ tumblr anon~ heya, i have a lil requesting regarding larissa weems × reader BUT before i say, i wanted to tell u i LOVE your work SO friggin much!! <3
anyway, i was wondering if maybe you could write about larissa and the reader just having cute lil moments throughout the day for example:
- holding hands through the halls/ corridors
- larissa admiring the reader in general settings eg: whilst at the poe cup, when she's giving her speech in jericho
-i think it would be really cute if there was a moment where they are just hugging and their foreheads meet?
- and maybe just a super passionate and intense smut scene followed by fluff??
i know this is all like super specific, sorry
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Larissa had to go out of town for a conference, and you couldn't help but miss her terribly. You knew it was only a few days, yet you immediately noticed her absence in your daily routines. It's funny how she had quite literally invaded every corner of your brain. There was always something reminding you of the women. You noticed how not seeing her was impacting your mood. The first day you tried to busy yourself in work. Which worked until there was no more work to do. Which is how you ended up on the second night, in her office with a glass of her wine and her blanket draped over your shoulders as you watched the flames complete their game of chase. The flames twisting and flickering away from the other seemed to put you in a trance, you allowed your mind to take you to your happy place. Her.

The first thought was purely a need. You missed how whenever you and Larissa were walking around the school she would tightly intwine her long slender fingers with yours. You would walk the halls hand in hand, the pad of her thumb stroking over the top of your hands to provide comfort that would ease your anxiety. The halls could be crowded and overwhelmingly noisy, all things she knew made you incredibly anxious. Seeing as your main love language was physical touch, yet it wasn't quite appropriate for the headmistress to be all over another teacher, she always found the most intimate yet discreet ways to comfort you. When you would reach your destination she would bring your hand to her lips and kiss it gently before whispering an I love you. It was routine. A daily occurrence. And one you missed dearly, walking the halls the past two days had been overwhelming and you longed to have your protective love back, guiding you through the crowds.

You then thought of how she handled her job so impressively well, anytime you got the chance you would admire her in action. Your favourites were events in the public eye, the Poe cup and even Outreach day, all presented opportunities for you to admire the women from the crowd. You loved how she would clasp her hands together in front of her body as she patiently waited for her turn to talk. And when she spoke you loved how her eyes would sparkle with pure emotions. She truly loved her job and the children at Nevermore, in fact she showed that love and care on a daily basis but there was just something about how she adored showing just how proud she was of each and everyone of them to anyone who will listen. Such a kind heart.

On days like today, where everything was just too much, you adored the quite time you got with her after the school day had ended. The times where you would either find purchase on the sofa and read as she worked on sending important emails before joining you, or the days you'd retire to be earlier just to cuddle. Either scenario would involve a glass of red wine and each others company. The very thing you both craved all the time. If you could you'd allow her to wrap you in her arms and never let go. In these moments one of you would move to kiss the other, desperate to show your love and feel their lips on yours once more. It was frustrating during school hours, she would look utterly kissable and you couldn't do anything about it. The pair of you would only pull back when breathing became necessary. Not wanting to leave the blissful bubble you had created you kept your eyes closed, foreheads resting on each others as your lips turned up into a smile and your hands desperately clawing at each other to keep the other as close as humanly possible.

And those nights where you both would engage in the most delicious form of distressing yourself from the hard day or simply spending hours worshiping each other's beautiful bodies. Your normal role of the submissive and hers of the donme were forgotten on these nights. Nights where you would bring each other to pleasure  as you continued to worship them. And at the end of the night you'd be begging for a break, content to snuggle into her arms and sleep the night away. But not before a bath was drawn for the pair of you, Larissa slipping in first and guiding you to lay your exhausted body back on hers. Here she would lovingly wash your body in your favourite bath soap before helping you out of the bath and dressing into comfy sleep wear. Only then would she quickly rush through her nightly routines, eager to have you back in her arms. Once you were both settled her hand would find its way to your back to rub slow soothing circles on, whispering words of praise and love to you, watching as you drifted off to a peaceful slumber knowing you were safe in her arms.

Yeah it was safe to say you missed everything about the women. No one could ever compare to her grace and beauty, but also you could never move from one and another as fiercely as much as you loved Larissa Weems. But it was just two more days before she was home with you. You could do that. Worth every second when you get to see,touch,hear and feel her presence. Just two more days.

Word count~ 1090