I Don't Know Why But I Smell That The Indescribable Attachment Of Stelle Toward Kafka Will Be One Of

I don't know why but I smell that the indescribable attachment of Stelle toward Kafka will be one of the main reasons of why the trio will be separate in the future.

How about.. a sub Kafka thirst? She's so pretty ugftegyhjdn I'm about to cave and get Honkai for her. Had me in a chokehold before the game was even released

oh man, i can’t even tell u how much i need this woman in my hands. excuse any mistakes, didn’t proofread as i was too excited lol.

✿ sub kafka + dom gender-neutral reader. (no pronouns) ✿ tw. nothing, reader’s just using a vibrator on kafka. calling kafka pretty alot. kafka has a praise kink (confirmed!)

kafka’s so fucking pretty and she knows it. she uses her beauty for everything, to snag her a new fancy coat that’s out of her price range or when she wants something and wants you to get it. she’ll just bat those thick eyelashes and purse her lips; almost like she’s twirling a wand.

can one get prettier than that? yes, yes one can. in kafka’s case, she looks prettier, the prettiest when she’s strung out on an orgasm and overstimulated.

kafka’s hair is free from its usual ponytail, fanned out around her head like some makeshift crown. her sunken cheeks now puffy and blotchy, stained with tear trails. and she’s a lip biter, trying to hold back her moans. you know you’re going to hear her complaints about it later.

kafka’s breath hitches, eyes rolling into the back of her head. she tries to hold back her moans when you press the vibrator inbetween her drenched pussylips. strings of her essence, so thick and white, stick to your fingers and the toy, making it easy to glide when it needs to.

“is so good! s’fucking g-good!”

“i know pretty. i know.”

feeling a little mischievous, you tease her a bit, taking the bullet vibrator away from the bits she needed it most, dragging it up her thighs and throught the hair on her pelvis. it satisfies you more than it does her as kafka whimpers out, and tried to follow the vibrator with her hips.

fire spreads all over her body, overwhelming all of her senses. kafka can’t focus on nothing but the thrumming on her puffy pussy. she’s not a runner, never has been, she takes what’s given to her with pride, almost grinding on the high-speed vibrations abusing her enlarged clit.

“pretty girl, so fucking pretty,” kafka all but whimpers at the praise.

kafka’s so out of her mind that she has yet to realize that she’s grinding against the vibrator like a greedy whore; pleading for more.

you grope her breasts on occasion, unsatisfied with just watching them jiggle with her trembling body. they were too mesmerizing, perfect and soft looking.

you slink in between her spreaded legs and keep the vibrator pressed up against her while you lick, bite, suck on every inch of her mounds until you’re satisfied with the hickeys left there.

“m-more… gimme- haah ah need more..”

you couldn’t help but grin. she’s too cute.

tears trail down her cheeks until they drop on the sheets under her.

oh. there’s that familiar coil. a bundle of heat festers in her abdomen, almost distracting. kafka eyes locks onto you as she starts to jump the vibrator uncontrollable.

“of fuck! h-haah! ahh!”

“need to cum?”

“pleasepleasepleaseplea-“ kafka nods feverishly, keeping her eyes locked on yours. she would do anything to cum, beg, cry- whatever you ask just don’t remove the toy.

she’s almost there.

“gonna cum for me?” you press the toy against her sensitive clit even harder.

she downright screams. “y-yes!”

“you can cum pretty girl.”

you didn’t have the chance to finish your sentence when kafka’s hips lifts off the bed as she proceeds to squirt on everything in the vicinity, including you. she spots the bedsheets, darkening the color. she came with a stretched moan, stuttered hips and only the whites of her eyes visible.

you clicked the vibrator off and tossed it aside in favor of peppering kisses all over her tear stained face and purring praises. “my good girl, you did so good kafka.

with the little energy she has, she wraps her hands around you shoulders and welcomed the affection.

“let me clean you up precious.” kafka tiredly hummed with a pout on her peachy lips.

of course, even worn out and panting kafka looked the prettiest.

Some HSR Thirsts

Because I've been fucking star-railed this last week and also I promised @dustofthedailylife that I would write a svarog thirst if she finally pulled welt. so since this exists, you can guess what happened!

Svarog/Yaoshi/Kafka x Reader

NSFW, nothing explicit perse but all very heavily implied, Robot/monsterfucking, does fucking a god cound as monsterfucking?, Svarog is a giant vibrator, Yaoshi and their many hands, also Yaoshi having an aphrodesiac venom in their scorpion tail, maybe a little implied dubcon in kafkas case? I dont...think it is but its there as a warning in case.

Ok but Svarog, who definitely knows what sex is, of course he does, he has an entire database to access, and lets face it, this man has probably already accessed it when looking up ‘how to parent’ information because at one point or another he’s going to have to give clara ‘the talk’

(no, we wont talk about how his version of the talk is going to be the most embarrassingly clinical talk ever to exist. rest in peace clara.)

But he does not, for the love of anything, understand why you want to have sex…with him.

Nonetheless, he does not stop your hands roaming his chest plates, he doesn’t really stop you from doing… anything really, because… whatever this is  makes you happy, and that’s all he wants. 

He’s confused when you ask him to touch you, but he does it anyway, all while sifting through his databanks to figure out both why and where. 

This is also the day you discover that Svarog has an… interesting vibration function in his hands that he claims was once for easing stiff muscles of his old human commanders before he was abandoned.

Yeah it’ll sure ease you alright.

Admittedly…he does like watching you squirm…it does… something to his servos.

Though, he thinks he may have created a monster, because now every day, without fail…you’re asking him for a hand. 

Perhaps one day, when he has done enough research…he might just reveal that one…extra modification that had been made to him before everything went to shit.

One day he will allow you to delve below his trousers and maybe one day he will use that…modification, to finally give you what you want, since it seems you’re unwilling to find another mortal to fornicate with.

Besides

perhaps …clara could do with a mother figure around.

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Some say the Aeon Yaoshi, of the Abundance, is a cruel and evil creature.

This does not stop you from seeking Their favour.

However when they finally do appear before you, you get so much more.

Six hands, long and delicate, trailing your skin as they pull you close, unearthly voice whispering in your ear, telling you they’ve heard every prayer, every plead and call for them; how they’ve been watching you all this time, and now they have come to bestow the blessing you’ve been seeking.

But only if you can endure one last trial.

In some depictions you had found, Yaoshi is endowed with a scorpion's tail, so it isn’t a shock when the appendage curls around your body, the tip pricking into your thigh. You feel the warmth of the poison spread through your body and you moan for it. Yaoshi only hums their praise 

Their venom makes you feel warm and fuzzy, it makes their touch intense and vivid, most of all…

it makes you want to give yourself over entirely

You feel hands touch places that have never been touched by another, you feel their teeth and their tongue. You hear their praises.

And then you wake, in your bed. 

At first, you think it was a dream, but then you sit up.

You were naked, your muscles ached, but it was a sweet ache, soft around the edges, and there on your thigh, where they had stung you with their venom…

the symbol of abundance

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Soft hands, and an even softer voice, leave you weak in the knees.

“Ready to talk yet?” Kafka muses quietly as she presses a single finger to your collarbone, and you immediately fall back against the table, your arms still bound behind your back. 

You should be struggling. You should be fighting back.

But you’d be lying if you said you weren’t incredibly turned on by the stellaron hunter who had kidnapped you, and was now apparently intent on interrogating you.

“You’ll….have to try harder than that.” you rasp, trying to sound intimidating. 

By the way Kafka’s smile widens ever so slightly, it’s failed completely, and you’re once again left reeling as she approaches, leaning over you like a cat who’s just caught their mouse.

“Will I?” her voice is so soft, and yet so very dangerous as her ruby eyes narrow in on your face “My…are we a little smitten? Your face is all red.” 

Goddamn it.

“I’d never-”

“Oh don’t be so dramatic.” She interjects as she perches on the edge of the table beside where you lay, she shoots you a look…an expression you can’t quite discern for a moment, until you realise her own eyes are raking down your body.

hungrily.

You watch her bring her hand to her mouth, teeth closing around the finger of her glove before pulling the offending article off; your heart is jackrabbiting in your chest.

“I think…” she hums as she leans back over you, magenta hair falling between you both like a waterfall. This was dangerous, so very dangerous.

But the moment her hand presses against your belly, and slowly begins its slow gaze downward, pressing shamelessly beneath the waistband of your bottoms? You’re a goner.

“I think I have other ways to make you sing that we’ll both enjoy…don't you think?”

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━━ “FOREVER HER'S”

notes: + kafka |wc: 344 | gn! reader (but reader wears a dress and light make up) , NOT AT ALL proof read, i made dis fo my kafka girles (cough cough ME) please i hope you guys like it!! FLUFF!! :))) im so sick of going to her tag and barley seeing any fics for her. (jk theres alot now idk) oh im pretty sure for i love you, forever fic it only got as many likes as it did bcs of kafka?!?! cant blame yall.

in which: kafka's sick and tired of all the guys that keep staring and flirting. your her's so its time she show's everyone you are.

she trusted you, with everything she had. but she was sick of these stupid guys that try to take you away from her. and it always made her reach her limits. but she had to stay calm, for you.

but today a guy crossed a fucking line.

you guys were invited to a party by you're friends. but, there were alot of people you were not familiar with. and one of them was that stupid fucking boy.

he was flirting with you and overly confident. even though you weren't showing him any interest. she tried to breathe in and out, fighting the anger that rushed through her blood. she knew you wouldn't do anything or flirt back, as you loved her just as much as she did. but, she really couldn't blame the guys you were so beautiful. with your gold colored strapless dress. (idk how to describe it i have the image but idk how please help)

her breathing in and out exercise worked well enough, until he snaked his arms around your waist to stop you from stepping back as he leaned in for a kiss.

that was when she immediately placed her wine on a random table to get you away from that fucking boy. "get away from her." she demanded her hand on the man's wrist as she tried so fucking hard not to beat the shit out of him in front of everyone.

"who're you?" he asked a smirk hanging on his face as he raised a brow. she sighed before taking you away from his grip. "she mine, ok idiot?" she spat at him. her chest pressed against your back, blush spreading across your cheeks.

huis smirk only widened "who are you to tell me what to do?" he laughed.

"her girlfriend now fuck off" she said before turning you around for a kiss. smashing her lips against yours, as you instinctively kissed her back. wrapping your arms around her neck as almost everyone stared.

she pulled away for a second panting before she began speaking. "mine, forever."

SOOKS ASSS

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