The Dark Supreme

“I don’t care that I don’t know, it’s that fact that you’re treating someone like that and then criticising someone else for treating you badly. You’re a hypocrite.” The blonde was finding it increasingly harder to stay at a calm level. “So you can say what you want but others can’t? Looks like someone has some growing up to do.” She huffed our an angry breathe, fingers curling at her sides. “You’re wrong, and anyways, that is none of your business. And are you serious? You say we need to band together and then you say that. You flip flop more than the shoe of the same name. You don’t care about all of your sisters, you only care about a few of them.”

“I didn’t say you wouldn’t mourn the loss of your coven, you’d have to be a monster not to. But stating that you’d never treat a sister witch like this, isn’t that exactly how you treat Serafina.” Her own eyes blazed at the other’s words. “She is nothing of the sort. She’s incredibly smart, do not talk down about her.” Her face flushed at the woman’s words, anger burning bright in her eyes. “I…I would never wear a collar for anyone! I’m not a pet.” Dahlia sighed, fingers rubbing at the bridge of her nose. “What are we going to do…”

“You don’t know our history, you don’t know what happened in Germany to us as teenagers, what happens to all young supremes who are sent out there!” she spat, giving into some of her trauma. The school that all young Supremes ended up at to break their spirits, a school that stopped them from loving, turned them on each other to survive. It didn’t help that Arianna was grieving the fact her child had been given away because her coven had wanted her to focus on being that supreme. “I can say what I want to, we share the crown” she snapped. “Oh please, I’m sure she doesn’t even need to ask you to get on your knees.” she mused. “Well, I know what I’m going to do with MY coven, why don’t you ask your precious mistress about yours?”

“You act like it wouldn’t be the same if the roles were reversed. Don’t act all high and mighty, like you’re above shitting all over your own kind.” Dahlia shook her head, icy eyes watching the other. “Damage control is what she’s doing. Keep a level head and figuring out how to build up our sisterhood again. That’s what she’s doing. She’s being smart.” Dahlia knew she has a tendency to be defensive about things said about Serafina, but it was something she couldn’t help. “For fuck sake. Well I guess now is a better time than ever to band together. There’s no other option really.”

A flush blazed in her face at the woman’s words. “That…is a completely different situation.” She spluttered, her eyes narrowing. “I don’t care if you can see into my mind, that means nothing to me. My leader has skills in other areas, but she measures up to you just fine.” She folded her arms over her chest with a huff. “Now that’s something…how are they doing that.”

“Is it, is it really? We’re meant to be on the same side and look at you, turning to bite at me like a kicked dog” she then sighed, sure Arianna was disappointed in herself and knew she’d lost a part of herself that she’d loved as a supreme. She’d gotten too soft. “And what exactly has she done lately, I have at least started to build a coven here in New York.” she then took a breath “Brainwashing, people on the inside....They have another supreme working for them, an enemy of ALL of us.”

“Oh I know what you can do, I’m just not afraid of you. I don’t follow her around for glory, how shallow that would be. I admire her hard personality, leadership and strength, I don’t need glory. I’m following after my supreme, isn’t that what I’m meant to do? Say what you want, but you know nothing about me.” The blonde sneered. “You should always be prepared. It just proves that you aren’t ready to handle such situations.”

“Your opinion of me means very little to me. I’m confident enough in my powers to not doubt them. I am not some little lap dog.” She hissed back, her eyes narrowing at the other. “You have done nothing to prevent the deaths, your lack of control is putting people in danger.”

“Don’t forget just what I can do to you...” she scoffed “You are, you’re a little pet sniffing at scraps of glory by following around a Supreme” she said simply “Every coven had one...” she then scoffed “And you know nothing of what happened back in Russia, we were all ambushed....” she snarled, trying her best not to become undone by the PTSD that had her screaming at night.

The blonde cast a disinterested look in the other’s direction before turning her nose up slightly. “The lack of control and order is what has brought me here. Death hangs all around you, and it’s not a pleasant aroma.”

Emily stroked her free hand up and down Arianna’s waist. “As would I..” She said quietly. “We’ve been through a lot..” she said with a small smile before grabbing Arianna swiftly and dipped her low to the ground. “And dare I say…a lot..”

“I crave nothing but that.” Emily said clicking out her fangs in lust watching Arianna with piercing eyes, her body nearly melting at the sight.

“You know how hard it is to stay away from you darling.” Emily smirked and watched the witch’s hands carefully.

Originally posted by but-the-truth-lies

“Maybe…”

Originally posted by gatarojastuff

“There’s no shame in that, darling” Arianna mused, coming closer and smoothing her hand up the vampires sternum. 

Emily growled against Arianna’s lips and hiked her dress up around her hips. Moving one of her hands in between Arianna’s legs and roughly rubbing her center. “It’s been too long.” Emily said in a husky tone, wasting no time and pushed the witch’s panties to the side and slipped two fingers deep inside Arianna, immediately curling them up inside her.

Emily looked around making sure no one was around and grabbed Arianna’s hand and guided her to the closest room and locked the doors. Emily’s old office. Emily pushed Arianna against the desk, and cupped her cheeks in her hand and pulled her into a heated kiss.