My vampire queen.

"Oh my god!" Her throat vibrated as the prolonged moan shook her frail body, her back arching off the silky sheets. Those long fingers curled aggressively inside of her, the tips brushing against her pulse point, quaking everything in her.

Her small palms clenched against the queen's muscular shoulders, her short nails digging inside her shirt, wrinkling it up delicately. She bit down on her bottom lip, muffling her pleased screams as best as she could, gazing utterly blissfully inside the amber iris.

A cunning smirk crawled on the woman's dark lips, flashing her pearly teeth at the girl. "You're unusually loud." She whistled and leaned down, her eyes peering softly at the beautiful face underneath. "I like it." That mere whisper was enough to make Cosima's core clench, wetness leaking out her thighs, coating the woman's forearm.

Vanya's eyelashes fluttered against her cheeks as she watched the moist liquid shine between her legs, satisfaction resting in them. She raised her other arm and placed her thumb on her clit, pressing on it, laying the rest of her palm on her stomach, pushing on it.

"But you know what, my darling?" She asked bashfully, crawling in between the girl's knees, arching her tall body down, and hovering above her small, crumbling frame. She pressed her lips against her ear, dragging the pearly skin underneath her teeth agonizingly slowly. "I like it even more when you scream my name."

Cosima's eyes narrowed softly, her angelic face struggling to hide the pleasure she was feeling, covering it with a graceful beauty. Vanya tucked her bottom lip between her teeth and kept her gaze on the girl, her eyes refusing to leave such an ethereal being.

But this ignited some vivacious jealousy inside of her; it wasn't fair for her to gaze so prettily up at her when she was supposed to be a dirty mess. Vanya growled, baring her fangs as she grabbed the girl's arms, pinning them above her head.

"I'll ruin you."