As Dahlia gave her command, she couldn't help but feel something within her click into place. Early on in their relationship, she had discovered just how much of a submissive mess she could be for the Archduchess. The way Valentina held herself, the way she moved and acted, the way she touched and held her, and even just the smouldering and hungry look in her eyes: Dahlia loved it all and wanted to give herself to the vampiress on a platter. Sometimes she might tease, taunt, or pretend to be in charge, but that was it; even if they considered each other equals in their day to day life, Dahlia had always been submissive and had never wished for that to change.
But now? The girl wasn't quite so sure anymore.
Helloooo, here's a bit of a long chapter (was originally about 7000 words so it got split up during editing). I hope you enjoyed it though! I kinda struggled with this fight because I really wanted to go in and emphasize the sensation of Dahlia and Valentina perfectly playing off of eachother and practically being in a flowstate entirely seperate from their usual rational methods. I don't know how well I did in the end anyways, but that was the goal and that's the main reason this chapter took a while to release; getting into the mindset was really hard for me.
Anyways, that's it for now and it's very very cold here so I'm gonna go wrap myself in a blanket. I hope all of you are staying warm this winter and, as always, I hope you're having a wonderful day!