Red Rose | Lady Lesso Fanfiction

My Lady

For the first time in eternity; sparkly rays of sun, golden and warm, squeeze through secluded monotonous windows. Wherever an Ever goes, she'll radiate her aura, an Ever is more powerful than she may think. And that power could change everything... get her in trouble even.

Astrid, warm and heart fluttering, is sensitive to anything right now. Lesso is something she's never been since a teenager, she's happy. Something's changed in the atmosphere, it feels good for both of them but for nobody else, as they'll soon find out. Lesso forms one singular tear, waking Astrid with it's presence as it drops on her neck; it stings, and glows pink... Oh no... oh no... I, a Never cannot- what is going on? This better go unnoticed by the 'realm of magic'. Lesso shutters herself off of Astrid, arising, stunned as she sits up paranoid. "Are you ok?" Astrid's voice wakes up. "I'm fine, yes." Lesso frantically pushes herself up and rests her hand over her temples, staring outside at the sunshine she has not once seen in the school for evil. Astrid, notices a passionately vibrant, pink emitting tear absorbing into her skin. "Did you just cry the-" Lesso interrupts, "Yes, I did. I just cried the tear of love. Once it absorbs into your skin, you're mine, forever..." Astrid smiles contently. "So, why are you so high-strung?" Lesso's face tries to radiate content-ness as well, but instead beams with anxiety as she decides to educate Astrid on the real problem. "A Never cannot cry such tears... and if we do... our souls weaken, it takes a lot of energy to do so as a Never; everything I've been doing to you, how I've been using love and nurture spells on you, is alarming me and my body. I bet it won't be long until the headmaster finds out about it..." Astrid glances down toward her collarbone, noticing the pink stain, gone. Oh my god! It absorbed! Astrid's heart sparkles with joy, she feels so attached now. It absorbed... Lesso's heart stops, about to implode on itself out of fear. "Lesso, it'll be fine. We just have to be cautious, and stop using your little spells on me... I'm fine." Lesso sighs and stands above Astrid as Astrid still clenches herself on top of the bed. "Come on, dear, we have classes to teach." Their hands meet as Lesso gently pulls Astrid up, brushing the puffed sleeve of her dress, fixing it. "Oh, this dress is a mess." Referring to the tear at the back. "I don't know what I'm going to do, you obviously do not have any princess suitable dresses here... how am I going to make it across the two schools unnoticed?" Lesso looms up at the continuously ticking clock, making note of how fast the time is going. "We still have two hours before the students wake up, that is more than enough time. We'll just quickly go to your school and you pick another dress, simple... just don't even think about fussing over the dress you pick."

"Green... no." First layer forms on the floor, "Teal... no." Astrid sweats, "Yellow... no." Her hands scurry further into the forest of clothes. "Brown... absolutely not!" She scoffs in disapproval. "Pink..." Astrid pauses and puts a finger to her lip, contemplating the bubbly pink dress. "No!" All of a sudden, Lesso's voice scowls with impatience. "Why not?" Astrid looks at Lesso who is crossing her arms, seriously. "Because, it reminds me of that tear... it's foreshadowing..." Before something could be depicted in her face; "Now, hurry up! It's nearly seven." Lesso leaves the Ever changing room once more, allowing Astrid to continue her routine.

"Red... no."

"Orange... ew."

"Purple... yes."

Leaving behind seven layers of all sorts of fabric, sprawled on the floor; Astrid retreats back into the halls, glancing back at her environment: glossy, polished, marbled, pops of colour everywhere. "That took you nearly an hour! Get here, princess!" Lesso's frozen hand manipulates the warmth of Astrid's as she strangles her wrist, pulling her behind her. Now stopping at the end of the hall, right on top of the descent of the grand staircase - that Astrid is overly familiar with. "I swear on my life if I'm late because of you..." Her finger twitches, meeting her opposition, she's blinded by the evil and forgets that this is her lover, not her enemy. She herself has something on her mind; it feels wrong... no matter if Nevers and Evers are allowed to communicate now, this just seems too far... I'm risking so much, but I love her. I love her. Why am I being mean? "Typical Evers..." Slips out before her logic washes over her disrupted mind. Astrid, visibly upset, pulls out a handkerchief. "What?" Bubbling tears leak, breaking through the sleek fabric. "Oh, I'm such a typical Ever..." Handkerchief slipping out of her grasp, falling to the floor. "Do you mind picking that up sweetie pie?" Lesso's face showcases perplexment. She of course, picks up the tear soaked material, instead, feeling a more humane presence: Astrid's heel, pressing Lesso's hand away. "Oh my bad!" Her head swivels left, avoiding all eye contact. "Looks like I'm not just a typical Ever! Leave!" Sweetly, the voice of 'evil' Astrid preaches a fake essence of sarcasm. "Astrid, shut up. This is ridiculous, you are the epitome of an Ever." Astrid turns back, failing to act tough. "What Ever takes interest in a Never though, hm?'" Before Lesso leaves for her own school, she pauses. "You and your sister." Oh! How dare she! Astrid rolls her eyes and tries to neglect the idea - even though she knows well it's true. "What's with you? You're being so snappy... can I do anything?" Lesso sighs and wonders back up the singular step, heels dramatically producing a harsh clicking sound, piercing the floor. "It's just... it's what is bound to happen... I'll tell you more at lunch." Astrid's soon to be sentence melted into a slow, sensual kiss that came from a place of desperation. Delicate eyes shut, ridding of the stinging from the fake, nasty tears. Lesso's aggressive behaviour eased, being able to sift her hands through soft, tamed hair of a princess; grasping a soft natured Evers face in her own vicious touch-starved hands, made her forget the problems. Astrid, victim of an evil kiss, indulges in Lesso's soft but mallocing kiss. They pull together tighter, closer and with passion, the thorn lifting her petal, maybe potentially stabbing too. Before she knew it, she was sat on the stair rail, supported by the arms of Lesso and Lesso only, Lesso leaning further into Astrid, coddling her small frame and shoulders, holding her with ease as Astrid dangles off the stair rail. Astrid pulls herself right into Lesso, wrapping her thighs securely on Lesso's hip. "Oh, please, contain yourself my little feisty girl. You're an Ever... darling, act like it. Or there will be consequences." Now she genuinely seems stern. "What consequences?" Astrid tests her luck and softly caresses her mouth against Lesso's chest, her tailored trench coat drawing her waist and hips in all the right ways. "Oh Astrid, you little thing, you're getting too naughty! That's enough!" Lesso grabs Astrid's thighs and staples her body to herself, propping Astrid on her hip, staring down into her eyes, the most loving she ever had; embracing her close. "Gosh, if it wasn't for that stupid frilly dress..." Lesso pokes at it with her finger, annoyed. "You'd be in a much better position right now..." Disappointed, Lesso pecks Astrid's face one last time, poisoning her skin with a devilish red. "Now, if you'd excuse me, darling." Astrid steps back down to her original height, standing on the floor, watching as Lesso strides down the stairs with ease in 6-inch heels. "I have classes to teach!" Lesso yells, about to exit the Ever school, going back to the side of Nevers. Now it's half seven... thankfully I don't have any classes till later. "Thankfully, nobody else saw that!" An Ever student, voices in their immature voice to Astrid, sounding extremely manipulative. Astrid's heart drops. Fuck sake...