Cordeila was walking through the academy when she heard giggling coming from one of the bedrooms as she came across a door that was barely cracked. " Oh, my goodness that dress looks amazing on you, you should wear it tonight for dinner." She heard Madison's voice. Cordeila wondered who Madison was talking to, when she heard Misty's voice say "Thank you, Darlin." Cordeila really was curious about what was going on but decided to let it go and go back to her office to fill out more paperwork.
Later that night, everyone gathered around for dinner but Misty was no where to be found. Cordeila was about to asked the girl's if they had seen Misty but before the words escaped her lips; Misty entered the room in a form fitting dress that made Cordelia's mouth go dry. The dress was black, it went down to hug Misty's knees but their was a split that went up to the swamp witches thigh. The dress had tiny lace straps that held up the dress. Cordeila looked up the swamp witches body, when she realized that her hair was straight and her make-up looked like she had stepped out of a movie screen. Obviously, Cordeila knew who was responsible for this "Damn it, Madison." Cordeila whispered. MIsty sat next to Cordeila as Cordeila tried to play it off as she hadn't been eye fucking the younger witch, just minutes before.
After dinner, Cordeila started to clean up to get away from Misty and try to regain some control. Cordeila noticed that she was soaking wet from Misty's appearance and tried to hide the desperate need to rip that damn dress off of that sexy witch by keeping her eyes down. Misty noticed the way Cordeila had been acting all night but walked out of the room. When Cordeila was done with the dishes, she sighed and headed to bed. When Cordeila entered her room, she shut it gently and sat there for a moment to regain her thoughts. "I'm going to kill, Madison. Did she really have to make Misty look so irresitable?" Cordeila murmered to herself before letting go of the door and turning to find a night gown. "You think I look, Irrisitable?" The cajun witch had asked, making the older witch jump. "Why are you in my room, Misty?" Cordeila said trying to catch her breathe. "You aren't answering my question." Misty pushed forward and when Cordeila hesitated, Misty pushed her against the door.
Before Cordeila could form a sentence, Misty kissed her hard and held the older witches hands above her head. Kisses went from passionate to desperate. Cordeila tried to get out of Misty's grasp to touch the cajun witch but Misty pushed her against the door harder. Air became a need and they broke apart to catch their breathes, when Misty looked at Cordeila again. "This wasn't Madison's idea, it was mine. I see ya a walkin' around here looking hotter then a lousiana day, everyday. You make me ache, just a lookin' at ya." Misty informed Cordeila. "Misty, I have the same problem." the words escaped the older witches mouth. Cordeila grabbed Misty and pulled her on top and plopped on the bed.
Cordeila started kissing the tops of Misty's breasts, trailing kisses down her neck, and pulling her dress high enough to touch the soft skin underneath.