Pls enjoy a smutty mess while I try and push through writers block while I'm drunk. Thank the rosé and pink Whitney.
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Misty and Cordelia had scheduled weekends at the shack, and this weekend was luckily one of those times. Misty had told her wife not to worry about packing their bags, that she would take care of it this time. At first, Cordelia didn't think much about it. At least not until she saw Misty sneaking into the greenhouse with one of their over night bags. She set down the cup she had been washing and walked outside to the greenhouse. "Baby?" She called as she stepped inside.
Misty quickly hid the bag behind her back. She gave her wife a shy smile. "Hey."
"What are you doing?" The Supreme asked.
"Well, I..." Misty pulled the bag from behind herself. She set it on the table and pulled out one of the old spell books—one Cordelia had forbid to ninety percent of the academy from ever reading. Her wife however, was one of that ten percent who were allowed access to all books in the academy. "I think I found somethin' that can help us, Dee."
Cordelia's eyes shifted from between blue hues and the book in the Cajun's hand. "No."
Misty sighed. "Ya didn't even hear me out, darlin'." She took the book over to her lover, opening up to a page she had dog-eared. "I found a spell that temporarily can change ya genitalia... I know it's a long shot, but babygirl, this might work!" She beamed.
Cordelia simply shook her head. "You know how I feel about sex magic, Misty. We're not risking it." Her eyes looked down at the page, and as she read over the Latin, she shook her head again.
"What are we riskin'? If it doesn't work, then we try somethin' else but at least we can say we tried this." Misty closed the book and set it on the workbench. Blue hues pleaded.
"I've already tried, M-Misty..." the Supreme's voice broke.
The taller woman walked closer to her wife, wrapping two gentle arms around her waist. "I didn't know, honey. Why didn't ya tell me this before?"
"Because it didn't work." Cordelia's head dropped to rest against Misty's chest as she sighed. "I tried sex magic with Hank... I still didn't get pregnant."
Misty was quiet for a moment. A hand gently lifted Cordelia's head back up. She frowned when she saw the tears in beloved brown eyes. Her hands came up to wipe them away before they could fall. "If it cured ya blindness what's to say it didn't cure whatever made ya not be able to conceive with him? Have ya tried since becomin' the supreme?"
"No," Cordelia sighed. "I suppose you may be right." She tried to smile but it was weak.
Misty shook her head. "Baby, this ain't about me bein' right. I just wanna make our dream come true without havin' to go through medical hell again."
Cordelia's smile finally grew. "Thank you for being so considerate, my love." She pecked Misty's lips.
"Of course... we don't have to do this if ya don't want to." Misty caressed her wife's cheeks.
Cordelia bit her lip for a moment. "Let me see the book."
Misty almost jumped with joy as she skipped back over to the table. She grabbed the old book and opened it to the right page before handing it off. She bit her lip as Cordelia started to read over the ancient words.
Brown hues flickered from the pages to Misty and back. "Are you sure about this, baby? This is... a powerful spell. I mean, we'd be changing your body."
"I've been researchin' this for six months. I know what I'm gettin' myself into, darlin'. I want to do this for us." Misty explained softly.
Cordelia flipped to the next page as she walked over to the table. She glanced inside the bag Misty had been putting her supplies in. She walked over to her workbench and started grabbing a few things Misty hadn't gotten yet.
