You Wouldnt Believe What I Started Playing

You Wouldn’t Believe What I Started Playing

Hello...thank god honkai star rail getting a crumb of writers. Can you please write a kafka x reader (wlw), it can be either smut or sfw i dont mind 😭 just something to feed us.

a/n: i dont know nonnie were very lucky there are a few right now! maybe because we are the og players or were just thirsty for characters like kafka 😍 (her ult and her voice is pretty though i cant with her)

note: listen to FU in my head by Cloudy Jane & Dont Blame Me by Taylor Swift for the best experience wink wink

— My Baby ♡

‧₊˚✧ ༄ cw. smut (DNI if uncomfortable!), dom! kafka x bratty sub! fem! reader, afab, usage of she/her pronouns, punishment kink, spanking, edging kink, oral (i would say fem receiving but they're both fem so lets say kafka receiving haha) usage of strap-on ‧₊˚✧ ༄

how did you end up like this...?

Bent over kafka's lap her still in her expensive work attire. I mean, its your fault really. You wouldn't listen to her requests now here you are. "Such a little brat," she spoke softly it was almost condescending. smack. "Why" smack. "Do" smack. "You." smack. "Never" smack. "Listen." smack, smack, smack! she laughed. "Oh my sweet precious brat." she rubs the red hand print on your ass. oh that sweet sadistic laugh. "'m sorry, mommy.." you begged for the pain to stop but, you didn't want it to. you liked all the attention being on you. "Oh, but baby... you wouldn't let me work in peace. I promised that after id be done we could play around together but you were being impatient. Now here we are." baby. such a sweet name with a bitter after taste. sweet, sweet, sweet, but every time she said it she left another red bruise of your ass. you can feel and somewhat see the damp spot on your pretty pink panties from kafka's constant teasing. "Up. On your knees now." She spoke and soon you were on the ground kneeling in front of her. She left which made you wonder what she was doing. She pulled out the prettiest pink strap on you'd ever seen. she laughed seeing you stare. "Pretty right?" she asked you teasingly, she hit it against your pretty cheek. "Now, suck." You wrapped your lips around the tip and she smirked sweetly and laughed. "Yes.. baby suck that cock. Suck mommy's dick for me, yeah?" she teased. It was always endless teasing with her. The whole relationship grew around her teasing except for your first time. She was the sweetest now, shes a tease but, god you love it when she puts you in your place. you can't help but drool as your bob you head up and down on her cock. "Yes, suck it. Just like that baby." her praise was so good and you craved it. you held yourself from gagging on her strap and it was so big. she pulled your head back suddenly. "Thats enough now, princess." she helped you up off the floor then.

smack.

"Bend over that desk for me okay, princess?"

a/n: omg i actually really loved how this one turned out! what do you guys think??

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based off a tweet i saw about fem mc's little back accessories that could be used as a leash to lead her away from trash ... march and danheng goin thru it

*:･ﾟin a trance

characters; kujou sara, kamisato ayato, yelan, rosaria, kaedehara kazuha.

warning(s); NS.FW. minors do not interact. AFAB reader. biting, mentions of b.lood (rosaria)

summary; how they treat their favorite parts of your body.

repost! fingers crossed it shows up in tags this time orz

Kujou Sara | Thighs

Sara would never, ever admit it but your thighs are one of her favorite things about you. It's rare for her to lose her famous composure, but she gets damn close whenever she catches sight of your legs in your favorite pair of shorts.

She loves the feel of your thighs in her hands, the way her fingertips press hard enough to indent them when she gets too excited. It's rare you can wear clothes that expose your legs nowadays, considering how generously she marks them. If you were to ever bring it up, her ears get redder than the most vibrant of dendrobiums, and her lips morph into a wobbly line.

Kamisato Ayato | Eyes

Kamisato Ayato thinks himself a simple man in terms of his desires. Is it really so abnormal for him to fixate on the way your eyes crinkle when you smile, or the way your pupils dilate when they meet his own?

Surely, it would be nothing but innocent if he didn't pay such close attention to them when you were fucking. He loves how they widen in surprise when he pushes inside you, how they narrow slightly when you're overcome with sensation—how they close in ecstasy when you come. To him, it's absolutely breathtaking.

Yelan | Mouth

Your smile is so beautiful to Yelan. Before you had called each other lovers, she would simply crave the feeling of your smile against her skin. Your lips, whether chapped from the cold or smooth with liquid, were never safe from her whims.

She loves how your mouth feels when it swallows down her fingers. She adores how you're so caught up in the act of it you can't stop the drool from escaping the corners of your lips. She doesn't care how red your face gets, or how sweetly you beg for her to slow down, Yelan, please—she only cares to see that cute mouth of yours stuffed full. Everything else is secondary, especially considering she knows how much you love it too.

Rosaria | Wrists

Rosaria's teeth are sharp, and her favorite person to terrorize with them was you. Not that you didn't love it, but her strange fascination with the smooth line of your wrist left a lot to be questioned.

She will spend ages grabbing and teething over the skin, her tongue tracing over the beating pulse of your radial artery. She can't help but wonder, as she marks the skin of your wrists with bruises; how easy would it be to ruin you beyond repair? To bite into your skin and leave your body a crumbled heap? It would be much too easy—and that trust, that unwavering dedication, has her riled up beyond words.

Kaedehara Kazuha | Neck

He's a cuddler for sure. Whenever he gets a chance he'll curl up beside you and wrap his arms around you, pressing his face into your neck. He could sit there for hours kissing your flushed skin, his pace never differing from his usually intoxicating slowness.

He's not one to rush things. It takes a lot of teasing and denial on his part until he feels fit to have you. Where's the fun in it if its over in only a few short minutes, or even hours? If he could have it how he wants it, he would keep you there forever, bruising and marking your neck until you forget what it looked like unblemished.

wet raccoon 

bisexual and brainless