pls do not think about fooling around with Valkyrie, her face all smiles when she looks at you, a big grin on her face when you knock on her door and you show up in that outfit that you know she loves.
do not think about how beautiful she’d be, laid amongst elaborate silk and furs, her hair messy from your hands pulling them as she eats you out.
do not think about her melodic voice praising you, calling you her “good girl, taking [her] so well”.
Valkyrie would be such a soft dom most of the times...most ppl don’t get her soft side. she’s had to be hard and tough for so long, but she gets to relax with you. her little “princess”, her “consort”, her “concubine”. you’re “lucky” to get to lap at the godly nectar that flows from betwixt her perfect legs.
her hair framing your face as she sinks into you, this new toy filling and opening you up, hitting new depths and she’s got the most saccharine expression watching you come apart underneath her. all for her, her little plaything.
delightfully sore the next day when you wake up. her head resting on your chest, clutching you close to her, still afraid of you leaving her even after all this time…..
ANYWAY I GOTTA GO I CANT CONTINUE
