Foxxay prompt: Misty gets a boyfriend and Cordelia gets jealous and starts a fight andd in the end they tell each other how the feel towards each other (then smut pleasee)

Thank you so much for this prompt! It's been a while since I've written foxxay so I hope this isn't too bad. Please continue to send your prompts guys!

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Cordelia could smell the foreign scent before she saw the actual being.

A boy.

The headmistress walked cautiously into the kitchen, the faint smell of pine, Earth and a modern aftershave perpetrating against her nostrils. It was unwelcome- like a pesky insect in a beautiful, impeccable garden and naturally, Cordelia Goode immediately despised him. Perhaps she wouldn't have minded him, if his arm weren't draped around a shawl covered Cajun with his smile smug and eyes looking at Misty with admiration and a hint of lust. But they way Misty was looking back at him with a similar stare sent an icy shiver through Cordelia's spine and hatred burning through her core. She never thought she could've hated someone more than she loathed her mother; yet here she was- burning with jealousy and an unfair strong dislike towards the new boy.

"Hello," Cordelia said loudly, breaking the two away from their isolated world. "I don't believe we've met," she addressed the boy.

"Noah," the boy flashed a grin. Cordelia could instantly see the attraction Misty had. He was charming, alluring- even if he was somewhat stereotypical. His mop of blonde hair sat in a messy pile on top of his head, in an almost, but not quite, type of quiff. It resembled a bird's nest-just as Misty's did. His sea green eyes as deep as oceans and his smile was as white as Ivory. His fashion sense was decades off- Cordelia would've placed him in the 70's- with Misty. He suited Misty, they looked good together.

Cordelia's hatred grew.

"I'm Cordelia Goode. Headmistress here at the academy. Can I ask what you're doing here... Noah?" The blonde kept her tone calm but her chocolate brown eyes brewed storms, which Noah failed to see. Misty had noticed the dangerous clouds though- Cordelia noticed her frown and stiffen from the corner of her eye.

"Well I just came here to see Mist," the boy motioned his head towards the Cajun. "She invited me over,"

"Did she now?" Cordelia raised her eyebrow towards Misty who had found an interesting spot on the floor to stare at. "Well, Misty has obviously forgotten to tell you that no boys are allowed inside this academy. That it is an all girls school, notably for a reason. I'm sorry to push you out like this but you really ought to leave now," Cordelia finished, although her apology didn't mark her face. She was stone. Cold. Who did this boy think he was? Flouncing in here, arm around her swamp witch with a gleam in his eye- looking at the hippy like she was as mesmerising as the Galaxy.

She was, as beautiful as the stars, yet Cordelia wanted the lit night sky all to herself.

It was unreasonable, the headmistress knew, yet she couldn't bring herself to care.

Noah's grin dropped into an uncertain expression. "Oh, alright. I'm sorry, I didn't know... I'll catch you later Mist," Noah walked up to Misty, kissed her shortly but deeply, before swinging his jacket over his shoulder and leaving- his manly scent still as prominent on him as it was when Cordelia fist entered.

Pleased with her actions and smirking to herself slyly, Cordelia went to make herself a cup of tea- avoiding Misty as much as she possibly could. She hummed a soft melody, although unnerved by the feeling of the younger blonde's eyes on her. However, it was Misty who cracked first.

"So, Ya gonna explain to me what all that was about then?" The Cajun asked, her voice like venom.

"No boys are allowed Misty," the older blonde replied cooly.

"Oh yeah?! When was that rule introduced, Hmm? Let's think, was it- was it when Kyle first waked through the doors? Because the rule seemed pretty glossed over then!"

"I just introduced it. It was only a matter of time. Kyle can stay- but no more boys," Cordelia stirred her tea and added sugar slowly.

"That's not fair and ya know it! Why now? Is it because I'm with Noah, is that it?" Misty asked stepping closer to Cordelia quickly, as if increasing her pace would provide her with answers faster.

Cordelia sighed heavily, although her pulse would disagree with her calm demeanour.

"No Misty, it's not because you're with Noah. And anyway, when we're you planning on telling me you had a boyfriend?!" The headmistress couldn't help but shout the last part as she turned around- she was still in partial shock.

Misty backtracked slightly. The Cajun froze on the spot and twiddled her thumbs for a moment before fiddling with a loose thread on her cardigan. Anything to avoid Cordelia's eyes.

"Ah well, Ya see-"

"You weren't, were you?" Cordelia said in an emotionless tone. "What made you think you couldn't keep that a secret from me?!" Cordelia abandoned her tea and stepped closer towards Misty.

"I'm sorry miss Cordelia! I just... I don't know! I was scared you'd be mad- I really like ya, that's all," Misty said defeatedly.

Cordelia softened. Misty's eyes were wide and begging to be forgiven, but they were also clouded with another emotion noticed by Cordelia, however, the older blonde didn't allow herself to identify it as anything other than platonic.

"Oh Misty, I'm not mad-"

"Ya not?!" Misty grabbed Cordelia's hand and squeezed tightly, causing Cordelia to blush slightly. "I'm so sorry miss Cordelia! It won't happen again I swear!"

Cordelia smiled kindly at the Cajun, and placed a delicate hand against her cheek and stroked her comfortingly. "Misty it's okay I-"

"And I'm sorry for shouting at ya when ya told me no boys, I won't bring Noah back anymore I swear it! And-"

Misty was cut off abruptly by Cordelia's lips pressing softly against her own, before they were apart from each other again, just as quickly as they'd been together. Cordelia was shocked and almost appalled by her own actions. What had caused her to do that?

"I- I, Misty I'm-"

"Do it again," Misty whispered, they're faces still centimetres from each other.

Cordelia obliged, leaning her head in to meet Misty's lips once more. The Cajun deepened the kiss, earning a quiet moan from the headmistress which was quickly muffled by Misty making the kiss more passionate. Misty placed rough hands on Cordelia's hips and pushed her back into the kitchen counter.

"Jesus, Misty," Cordelia said between kisses.

"I'm eager," Misty smiled as she thumbed circles over Cordelia's hip bones. The younger blonde turned her attention to Cordelia's neck, pressing chaste, tender kisses to her pulse point and collarbone although nipped often enough to earn a moan from Cordelia. She made her way down Cordelia's chest, kissing and biting as she ventured down the valley of Cordelia's breasts, unbuttoning blouse clasps and popping each button without haste, The headmistress reciprocated by stripping off Misty's top, clawing in an attempt to get the top over Misty's chest and curls.

It wasn't until Cordelia saw Misty's lace bra in which the older woman was drawn back to earth.

"Mist-Misty. S-Stop. Stop please," Cordelia pushed Misty's head away from her chest tenderly.

"Don't you like it?" Misty asked with hurt in her eyes.

"Yes! Yes, Misty of course I like it- but not now. It's not the right time," Cordelia said, she was with Noah, is what she really meant. Cordelia had no hesitation in doing such activities with the Cajun if it weren't for her boyfriend.

Misty bit her lip in thought before she nodded.

"Will you wait for me?" Misty asked, her eyes meeting Cordelia's in a silent plea.

"Until we're old and grey," Cordelia relied with a smile.