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Let's go lesbian!!! ❤️🤍🧡💖
If I say the word, I get a craving
Description - Your arrangement with Nat was simple. Your arrangement with Himeko was simple. With Kafka...nothing was ever simple. The question was, how will it go with March?
Characters - Reader/Trailblazer, Natasha, Himeko, Kafka, March 7th
Tags - not beta read, lesbian sex, minors dni
"Nat…" you groaned as your hips snapped forward, burying the strap-on deep inside her. Your hands keeping her hips in place, roughly kneading the flesh. She was splayed on the stomach on the table in the middle of the clinic, her fingers digging into the wood as she held on. You pulled the toy almost all the way out before slamming into her again. Natasha gasped every single time you bottomed out, a string of drool falling down from her parted lips.
Usually when you visited Belobog, you would book an appointment at the clinic, only to make sure she would be free. She would bring you to her room and you wouldn't leave until she was feeling completely fucked. It was somewhat a simple arrangement. Leading the Wildfire and being in charge of the clinic caused her a huge amount of stress and you were always willing to help her relax. However, you have always avoided doing anything directly at the clinic. It was simply not convenient, since anyone could just interrupt at any time. But today, you arrived early in the morning, unannounced catching her by surprise as she was about to open the clinic. One look at you was enough for Natasha to decide that there was no need to waste time. After few minutes of sloppy make out and groping, she was practically begging you to fuck her right there. That was a couple of hours ago. You grabbed her shoulder and pulled her up, your breasts pressing into her back as she started to tremble in your arms.
"When do you open, Nat?"
"W-what?" She groaned as your hips stopped moving.
"The clinic…when do you open?"
"Uh…" the doctor looked you straight in the eyes, "it's always open…" her hips grinding into you, urging you to continue. Your hands roamed around her body, one settling between her legs, fingers immediately pinching her clit, the other grabbing one of Natasha's breasts, tweaking the nipple.
"Always open…huh?" You panted into her ear, teeth grazing the skin.
"People tend to get injured at the weirdest times," her voice was accompanied by small moans, as you again provided the friction she craved. The rubber sliding in and out with ease, her walls fluttering around it, juices dripping down her thighs. She desperately tried to match your rhythm, but it was getting progressively harder as she was reaching what was likely the last orgasm during your short visit. You let go of her nipple, pushing her down, flat against the table, picking up the pace. That's when you caught a glimpse of the wide eyes watching you with a mixture of shock and curiosity. The pink and blue sparkling behind one of the windows. You didn't really have much time to react as the doctor reached the edge. Natasha let out a little too loud moan, her hips bucking into you. When your eyes drifted back up to the window, there was no sign of anyone ever being there.
*****
That was the first time March caught you in quite an indecent situation. When you returned to the Astral Express, neither of you mentioned anything.
*****
You enjoyed your time with Nat. You always left Belobog relaxed and ready for another expedition and with no strings attached, there was nothing stopping you from doing what you were doing right now. Himeko was straddling your face, your tongue lapping through her folds, poking against her clit, sucking the bundle of nerves into your mouth, teeth softly biting into it before dipping your tongue as deep into her as you could. You kept repeating your ministrations, the navigator of the Express moaning above you with her fingers tangled in your hair, making sure you would not move an inch away. At least not until you satisfied the throbbing need that was distracting her from anything she needed done. As a seasoned adventurer, you were simply helping someone in need. The fact that this someone happened to be Himeko certainly played a factor in your agreement, but you would never admit that. Her grip on you tighten as you switched your routine and continued tongue fucking Himeko, greedily drinking up all the juices soaking out of her.
"Keep going," she encouraged you, shifting her weight back, hand reaching for something. Your eyes widen at the sight of her flat stomach, breasts spilling to the side. It made you moan, partially involuntary reaction to what you could see, partially you were voicing your burning desire to devour her. When your eyes locked, smug smirk decorating Himeko's face and you understood what she was trying to do. The feeling of her fingers excruciatingly slowly slipping into you filled your mind. You wriggled under her as she scissored her digits, stretching you, studying your expression. There was no doubt you looked absolutely wrecked and the navigator seemed amused. After all, that was why she invited you into her room. Himeko spent most of her life on the Express and it was understandable she would be in dire need of distraction or entertainment and in your case, both.
Her hips were grinding into you, her fingers thrusting relentlessly, the pleasure spreading in your body was intruding on the last part of you that was still devoted to focus on her. Tongue sloppily sliding out of her, stretching to lick her clit, you extended your arms in a vain attempt to reach her nipples. She was too far away and you ended up dragging your nails down her stomach, leaving a red lines behind. Himeko's body tensed and you wrapped your arms around her thighs, pulling her down. Even if there would be a Stellaron in your way, it would not stop you from letting this woman cum over your face. Your wish came true few seconds later as the orgasm washed over her. Fingers inside you moving erratically, but it was enough to push you over the edge. Few minutes later, you opened the door almost walking directly into March. She was frozen in place, staring at you.
"You forgot your phone…" Himeko's voice came from the inside of her cabin, saving you from the awkward silence. You quickly slipped back inside closing the door. When you opened them again, March was gone.
*****
That was the second time. You still didn't talk about it, although ever since that moment, March seemed to be always a little clumsy around you. Sometimes you could swear she was blushing.
*****
"I see you managed to find me after all," the Stellaron Hunter grinned at you, "is it everything you imagined?" she leaned closer to your naked trembling body.
"Maybe…" you groaned as she smacked your ass, hard enough to leave a mark.
"Mhmm…" her hot breath against your skin sent goosebumps down your spine, "I hate to admit it but…I am not disappointed either."
Her hand landed on your ass again and the small sting following her touch made your legs shake. Your knees digging holes into the mattress, arms desperately trying to hold some of the weight of your bodies. Her hands resting on your shoulders, hips flush against yours. This was not like your arrangements with Natasha and Himeko. You barely had any time to think about consequences of letting a wanted criminal ravage you like that, but when you walked into your hotel room and saw Kafka smiling at you, something inside you snapped and you wanted to be utterly destroyed by this dangerous woman. Somehow it all felt very familiar, her lips crashing into yours, tongue forcing a way into your mouth. Somehow it felt like it wasn't the first time her hands quickly removed your clothes and pushed you down to your knees. Her hips moved back and the strap-on slipped out of you, she chuckled as you moaned in protest.
"Is it helping you remember?" Kafka's voice was melting your brain, "you used to enjoy this…" she shuffled a little behind you, grabbing your arms and pulling you back into her lap. The toy once again burried inside you, "every single time."
"F-fuck…" you whimpered as she grabbed your hips and guided you up and down. You followed her directions and when she let go, you continued to fuck yourself shamelessly. She clearly enjoyed the view, letting you continue for what seemed like an eternity.
"Just like that…" Kafka whispered into your ear, her arms locking around you, preventing you from moving. She leaned onto you, forcing you forward, your breasts crashing into the mattress, there was no escape as she practically laid on top of you. Not like you wanted to run anyway. The criminal didn't give you much time to rest as she started to pound into you, her hand resting between your shoulder blades, holding you down, the other reaching for your mouth. As soon as you felt her fingers against your lips, you opened wide, she chuckled, pressing against your tongue. When she pulled her hand away, the string of saliva followed. Kafka's eyes sparkled, thousands of ideas running through her mind. If only there would be more time for her to absolutely wreck you. Unfortunately, she only had few minutes to spare, spending any longer could eventually put you in danger and even though you didn't know that, she would never forgive herself for a mistake like that. Her fingers found your clit, running over it softly. The contrast of the gentle touch with the hard thrusts off her hips was unbearable. You started to beg before she could even ask you to do that. The whimpers and not exactly silent pleas were like a perfect symphony in her ears. Your eyes closed shut, clenching hard at the toy, thighs shaking as the continuous waves of please rocked through your body. Kafka watched in awe as you fell apart. In a matter of second, she pulled the toy out and based on the thud you heard she discarded it just as quickly. You blinked in confusion, trying to understand what was happening. Explanation came fairly quickly as the door swung open.
"Hey! Let's go! We fou-" March stopped in her tracks. Her eyes switching between the member of the Stellaron Hunters and your naked body. Her mouth hanging open as you were frantically trying to cover yourself.
"Oh silly me," Kafka gave you an innocent smile, "did I not lock the door?" The room went silent as she proceeded to kiss your cheek, leaving without looking back.
*****
That was the third time. The rest of the expedition was a blur. March successfully avoided any conversation with you and after you reported the results to Himeko, she disappeared in her room.
*****
"We don't have to talk about it…" March started out as soon as the door closed behind you.
"I-uh…are you sure?" It was a week since she saw you with Kafka. Usually her attitude would brighten your whole day, but since then, March could barely look at you.
"Yes." She nodded, taking a deep breath as you sat down on the bed.
"It's just…I feel like you are avoiding me…" her eyes went wide, confirming your thoughts, "and…I…I kinda miss hanging out with you…"
"Oh…"
"So…if-if talking about it could make things somewhat normal…" your eyes found hers and the awkward silence enveloped you once again.
March paced from side to side and you watched. Clearly she did want to say something, however the words were not coming out. You stood up, arm reaching for her in an attempt to offer her support. She gasped as soon as you touched her, making you retreat.
"Look," she started, "it's really nothing…just…after seeing you like that…sometimes I-I wonder…"
"Yes?" You raised an eyebrow, somewhat afraid of what she was going to say.
"SometimesIwonderhowitwouldfeel," March blurted out, her nerves getting the best of her, "with…with you…"
"Huh…" that was not what you expected. It was only a few steps to the door, you could get out before she could say anything else.
Your body moved on its own, straight towards the door. Actually, straight towards March who was in the way. Glimpse of regret flashed across her face as she saw you heading for the exit. She took a few steps back, almost crashing into the door before she tried to move away as you reached for the handle. Instead of opening the door, the sound of the lock clicked through the room. March gulped and her eyes found yours. The air around you was heavy with tension, you waited, giving her a chance to escape, but she didn't. You cupped her cheek with your hand, gently pulling her into a kiss. Her lips trembled with anticipation. Few seconds later her arms wrapped around your neck and she relaxed her body against you. The familiar heat began to gather in your stomach, the realization of how much you wanted this moment to happen slowly sunk in. Ever since you saw her at the clinic, it was hard to not think about what noises you could make her let out, how would her body feel under yours. Usually you would banish these thoughts out of your head, not wanting to entertain this scenario. However they kept creeping back in, the more you fought them the more you found yourself getting carried away by your little fantasy. You licked her bottom lip and March opened without hesitation, welcoming your tongue with hers. Even if you would try, it would be impossible to stop the smile spreading across your face. March pulled away, her fingers stroking through your hair as you chased after her lips, earning some giggles. Slightly pink blush settled in her cheeks and you managed to capture her lips again, groaning softly at the feeling.
"Take your clothes off…" March whined, hands tugging at the black fabric. Seconds later, her fingers skated around your naked form. You forced her to turn, making her face the mirror in her room.
"I will take a wild guess…" you whispered into her ear, slowly undoing the buttons that were keeping her outfit together, "but I think…" March sucked in air as the fabric fell to her feet, "you would like to watch…" you unhooked her bra, letting it fall down too, "am I wrong?"
"N-no…" her eyes were glued to the reflection. To be fair, so were yours, hands resting under her breasts not moving further. She waited patiently, her thighs pressing together showing you exactly how often she dreamed about this.
It took you some time before you slid your right hand down, stopped at the hem of her underwear, the other going up, fingers grazing the nipple. March squirmed under your touch, her back pressing further into you. As you continue to play with the perky bud, your other hand crawled under the fabric inching lower with each passing moment. Small moans escaping from her lips started to fill the room. When you finally reached her clit, her eyes closed shut and you chuckled, pressing kisses to her shoulder. She absentmindedly uttered your name and some other incoherent words while you dipped your fingers even lower, swiping through her soaked folds, gathering the wetness and dragging it back to her clit and circling over it. Your slow pace seemed to work wonders, but you struggled to contain yourself. March tried really hard to keep her eyes open, you watched her reflection bewildered, your ministrations bit by bit pushing her into the spiral of desire. What you tried to avoid became inevitable and your hips involuntarily bucked into her, disrupting your actions. Her eyes found yours and you noticed the fire burning in her gaze. It made you gulp several times. You moved her a little forward, closer to the mirror, your hand tapping on the inside of her thighs. March quickly complied and spread her legs further apart. Her walls closed around your fingers, somewhat clenching on you as you pushed deeper and deeper inside her before pulling all the way out. She cried out at the loss of your fingers deliciously filling her. You sent her an apologetic glance and slipped them right back in. Only to do it again. March was obviously enjoying your teasing, but at the same time she wanted much more. She was leaning into your touch, grinding down every time your fingers stretched her before disappearing, leaving her empty. Although she allowed you to do whatever you wanted right now, it was clear that soon she would get impatient. You couldn't blame her, it was not enough for you either, but you cherished the time exploring her body. Your other hand focused on reaching every inch of her skin, on copying every curve of her body. Goosebumps followed your touch everywhere and desire to drop down to your knees and have her cum all over your face was building inside you. Your fingers pumping in and out as you surrendered into your lust and your knees hit the ground, spinning March around, lips immediately attaching to her clit, sucking it into your mouth and running your tongue around it. She let out an especially loud moan, her hands clasping over her mouth, eyes darting to the door, only for a split second, only until you pulled out your fingers and replaced them with your tongue. The amount of sounds coming from her was certainly not muffled enough by her trembling hands. You watched, dragging the wet muscle alongside her walls until you found the spot that was making her brain short circuit almost instantly. March desperately tried to hold her body up, but the pleasure you kept sending through her body was a worthy enemy. Her knees buckled and she crashed into your waiting arms. You held her up with ease, her somewhat crumbled position giving you more access. Still there was no reason to not make this more comfortable for both of you.
"Hold on…" you panted, backing her up against the wall, practically crawling after her, giving her an image she would certainly not forget. Her thighs were resting on your shoulders and you were back to lapping through her folds in a heartbeat. When your tongue pushed back inside her, March almost howled and you felt her clenching as you pressed your muscle against the delicate spot. Her legs locked around your head as she fell apart. You didn't stop, eating her out through the orgasm, making sure to give her everything you had. It took a while before her body slumped down, you gently removed her legs from your shoulders and let her back slide down the wall until her face appeared in front of your eyes. You smirked, hand stroking her cheek gently, wondering if you satisfied her craving. Based on her actions it was safe to assume that you were not leaving her room anytime soon. March leaned forward, her tongue flat against your chin quickly cleaning the mess she left behind. Obscene moan escaped past your lips as she slipped her tongue into your mouth. Before you could react to what was happening, March stood up and walked to the bed, searching for something in her night table. You didn't move, except when she turned back with a beaming grin, showing you quite a large pink strap-on and your jaw hit the floor. Clearly March was full of surprises. Your throat was completely dry and it was difficult to swallow, you climbed to your feet, walking after her, the harness landed on the mattress in front of you. If someone would later ask, you didn't remember putting it on, however, what you remembered was March crawling on all four over the bed, her fingers attaching the toy to the leather around your waist. When she was happy with the position, she smiled at you, giving you a quick peck on the lips before turning around. The curve of her back was extremely alluring to your eyes. The mattress dipped under your weight as you settled behind her, dragging the toy against her clit as your hands roamed around her back.
"Are you good?" Your voice was hoarse.
"Uh-huh…always rea-" March tried to reply, but as soon as you heard her confirm, you pushed the toy inside her. Almost hypnotized by the sight of the pink color disappearing, you bottomed out with no trouble and it only turned you on more. She pressed her hips back, making sure the entire length of the strap was completely in. You groaned as the base of the toy pressed against your clit, sending a wave of pleasure through your body. So far you were treating March as a delicate frozen flower, afraid that she would break. It became obvious that was not the case, your fingers tangled in her hair, tugging her head up. Your hips moving back and forth, March immediately picking up the rhythm. Every time you slammed into her, her elbows spread a little further and soon her chest was pressed into the mattress as you picked up the pace. The base of the toy was continuously crashing into your clit. March stretched her arms, fingers gripping the bed sheets, her knees giving up once again. You moved back a little and grabbed her hips, pulling her into your lap. She moaned at the new angle, reaching for one of your hands and wrapping it around her. Your mouth pressing sloppy kisses and bites around March's back as her nails dug into your arm, her hips bouncing on top of yours. She pressed down, the toy buried deep inside her as a scream of your name echoed between the walls. You watched her body trash in front of you, arms securing her from falling to the side. It didn't take long and she leaned forward, sliding off your lap, content visible on her face. You got rid of the harness, throwing it to the ground as you swiftly cuddled into her. Throbbing between your thighs slowing down as you held March in your arms. She turned around, her eyes closing involuntarily. You chuckled as her hand sneaked down your stomach, gently stopping her movements.
"B-but…I am n-" she yawned, shaking her head, "not tired…"
"Really?" You raised an eyebrow, pressing a kiss to her forehead, "just get some rest…I am not going anywhere…"
March probably didn't hear it anyway since she began to doze off curled into your side.
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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hsr + genshin characters being your tattoo artist <3
idk! just an idea while i was driving:)! but i thought it would be hot to think abt kafka telling you its okay or seeing alhaitham having a tattoo sleeve bc of his arms ^_^
cw tattooing so mentions of pain ! maybe slightly suggestive.
alhaitham
very punctual and ready when the job needs to be done, so if your late, he would be irritated and would charge you a bit more. luckily you arrive in time but he couldnt help but observe you. he wont deny that he finds you cute.
doesn’t like to do small talk, just quietly sits there and he works on your tattoo. though he does listen to you talk if you talk. he would simply nod to most of his customers but for some reason he found himself talking to you and enjoying a conversation. cyno and dehya noticed this and quickly eyed on each other.
you couldnt help but stare at him and the way he is working. he is doing an incredible job while being so hot with it. seeing his amazing tattoo sleeve, you decided to ask him about it.
“did you do that yourself?” you pointed curiously.
“yes i did with the help of cyno. it was challenging but overall i think it came out amazing.”
queue dehya nudging cyno and snickering at the back. alhaitham looks at them and glares.
when he is finished with his work, he musters up the courage to ask you out. feeling a bit of pride since you complimented him and gave him a huge tip.
“i think you are lovely. would you want to go out sometime? its okay if not.” he bluntly asked, not caring about the looks he was getting in the tattoo shop.
“oh! yes of course i would love to. here’s my number!” you smiled.
when you went home, you received a text from alhaitham, asking if you want to go to the movies or eat somewhere to get to know you more. you cant help but be flustered and be excited to get to know him more. on the other hand, alhaitham could not stop grinning at his phone that dehya had grab his phone so that he could clean up his work station.
yae miko
her tattoo work station is so pretty!! it is filled with pink and purple colors. she makes sure her customer feels welcomed and comfortable.
as soon as you walk in, she would compliment you already. “ah you’re my adorable guest today, take a seat if you may please.~”
she smells so good. she smells so expensive with a hint of sakura and vanilla. she is literally enchanting you with her scent. of course you compliment her and she flirtatiously says thank you!
probably has a really chill, lazy cat that lays beside the guest whether by your arm or leg or tummy, he is just there and loafing.
wouldnt do this for most of her customers except maybe her friends but she asks if youre hungry and would order food for you. you insisted at first but you gladly accepted the offer.
“arent you hungry dear?” she asked as she grabbed her phone to order.
“ah no its okay!” you said but suddenly youre stomach decides to grumble so loudly.
“well, you’re stummy says otherwise babe. let me order you some food? and no need to pay me back. i know how tattoos can be expensive already. take it as a treat since im very interested in you. ~” she flirted, leaving you blushing and flustered.
blade
he does piercings and tattoos. very skilled and professional at it too. has taught a lot of people and is known for original designs to go viral.
i think he can be a clean freak. everything has to be organized and his equipment has to be clean or else he cant work at all and he will have a bad day.
when you walked in for your session, blade had to fill in since the person who was supposed to tattoo you became sick.
he deeply sighed and fixed his equipment, getting ready. he was mentally preparing himself too because he has to tattoo someone who he thinks is attractive. he has to make his work perfect so that maybe you’d come back to him if you wanted more tattoos. maintaining his composure properly until you compliment him.
you were searching for ideas and he showed you his original designs. looking with awe, you didnt realize what you said.
“these designs are so pretty and unique just like the creator himself. though i think i’ll pick this spider lily flower.” you decided.
“o-oh thank you. and this spider lily it is.” he mentally facepalmed. why did he stutter.
this made kafka turn her head because of what she overheard. she smirked and of course silverwolf was curious so she turned to witness what was happening.
“wooo! thats our bladie. he’s a little bit awkward sorry!” she teased.
when it was done, you paid your bill up front and tipped him a great amount. stealing shy glances and light touches whenever you were paying him your tip. before you went out, kafka pushed blade to give you his business card filled with his phone number.
“xxx-xxxx-xxxx text me i think you’re cute.”
kafka
she loves to play music in the background and loves to talk to you while tattooing you. gives her customers free drinks of your choice except yours has a little note with a smiley face in it.
she is definitely not shy and up front when she says she is interested in you but she certainly knows her boundaries. you can spill her some gossip or any random topic and she will talk to you.
when she notices you stare at her a lot, she would give you a wink and smirk. she just laughs when you get flustered for being caught.
she smiles to you a lot and likes to gaze on you. she makes sure she is extra gentle with you and tells you to take deep breaths if it hurts.
“take a deep breath in 3… 2… 1…”
“ good job baby your doing so well.”
“im sorry this might hurt a bit…. there you go i knew you could do it. mmmm good girl/boy. take it like a champ.”
she smirks when she sees you flustered. she knows it makes you blush and she loves to see it. at the end of the session, she makes it known that she wants to take you out and shop.
did i mention she flirts with you a lot? winks at you whenever your gazes meet.
“if you clearly cant tell, i want to know you more. i would like to take you out. just you and me how does that sound?”
kafka who has an gn! s/o who is into fashion!
she lovesssss how you dress up and accessorize. would shamelessly stare at you while u guys get ready in the morning.
if you make clothes, would gladly want to model it for you<3 or both of you do it together.
loves all your outfits and if you ask, will suggest what will make it better!! but she would be playful and say something like “it would be better if i was the clothing pretty/handsome~”
if you do makeup, she would happily let you do her makeup. if not she would teach you and put makeup on you for fun!!! she would wear deep red lipstick and kiss you all over your face just for fun except sometimes she’d be stingy and ask you to do stuff for her to earn a kiss LOL.
would want to match with you in accessories or clothes and makes sure to show you off most importantly.
shopping trips are so fun with her!!!! she would pick clothes for you and lowkey match it with her eyes most of the time.
I think your requests are open ? I rarely ever ask anything so I have no idea on how it works. My request though is about an s/o with an above average body heat, a literal heater with Tingyun Kafka and if possible Serval. Have a nice day pal.
Ahhhh that would be soo cute!! But here you go, I hope you like it!
Your warmth.
Kafka x reader
Tingyun x reader
Serval x reader
Stelle x reader
Added Stelle cuz she my skrunkly- wunkly-dumpster diving, trash eating, little gremlin racoon♡
✨ fluff, slightly suggestive, established relationships, kisses mwah mwah
Requests are open
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Kafka
Kafka is in LOVE. Why wouldn't she be? You're basically her very own little personal heater❤️.
After a mission or a rough day she'd be right by your side, hugging you like her life depends on it. And who are you to refuse?(you better not.)
Kafka is definitely a clingy women. So every chance she gets she's either holding your hands or clinging on to you. She lets herself relax as she basks in your warmth. A light and happy feeling coursing through her as she does so.
And this women is SHAMELESS. She'll be touching you all the time. Be it your hands or your thighs or anywhere in that matter. She just needs to have her hands on you. Your so warm and nice and warm and fuzzy and warm. She just loves you too much😔
So much for a so called criminal huh🙁
Tingyun
The weather on the Xianzhou was always perfect. But that didn't stop her. Oh not at all.
She'd probably like lying her head on your tummy or your chest as she goes on spilling all the tea about her colleagues or her friends.(I'm in delulu era)
She usually loves sleeping on your chest cus she can hear your heartbeat and that's so sweet.
Tingyun too, is a clingy women me thinks. She hugs you whenever she wants, wherever she wants. (You better hug her back)She doesn't care about the looks the people give you both. You just feel so warm that she can't resist.
Oh and how she'd miss your warmth when she's out on business trips, she'd definitely call you daily to tell you how much she misses you and also to complain about her customers.
Serval
Winters in Belobog were cold even though there were several heaters placed everywhere. But Serval's got nothing to worry cause you're there! Good for her.
She'd wake up to your adorable face with a smile every morning. And as you stir awake she'd hug you and wish you good morning with the biggest smile on her face.
She holds your hand at every opportunity she gets and making her let go is a whole task for real. Even when she's kissing you for what seems like hours, she never stops cupping your cheeks. She enjoys how flustered you become and how your face is warmer than usual now. Thanks to her little smooches.
And on cold nights she's basically using you as a blanket. (Mode change, human blanket form!!.) You don't mind tho.( You better not)
(i can't decide if she's a girlboss or a girl failure.)
Stelle
I like to believe that Stelle has either a really cold body or a hot one(heh, get it? Cus-)due to the stelleron inside her. So let's just think she has a colder body rn
You are now Stelle's energy source. No questions asked and no negotiations. (Why would you even?)
After every mission, she's dragging you back to your room or hers to cuddle with you the whole day, your warmth giving her comfort and in her words, healing her.
On cold nights on the express, when she's feeling down she's relieved that you're always there by her side. Your warmth comforting her, literally.
You'd have to scold her and push her away sometimes when she tries to hug you after doing her daily routine of trashcan hunting tho. (i wouldn't really care if it's her tho. I'm down BAD) please don't hurt her feelings ,😔 she just bit silly.
Also. This girls gonna be latching on to you like a parasite all the time. There is not a moment she leaves you alone. But you're fine with that.(you better be.)
She'd also have her hands all over you all the time. There is never a time when she's not fumbling with your hair or your hands, sometimes trying to put her hands on yout chest(she would give a lame excuse like "oh i just wanted feel your heartbeat " Like.... girl?)she completely ignored your protests and acts innocent. She just likes how warm you are. It's like you we're meant for her ♡
(like mother like daughter)
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I'm in my delulu era again.
Women.
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I absolutely love how Kafstel and Kafblade’s haters always loose 😂
cw: friends with benefits, dubcon, name calling, reader is a fighter of high ranking status, sub!afab reader, mommy kink, some brainwashing, strap action, crying, degradation, bondage, dumbification (?)
You and Kafka had a.. complicated relationship, to say the least. To the public, she was a criminal and you were hunting her down— though, behind closed doors, it was hard to tell who was hunting who.
"Kafka. Why are you here?" You grimaced as you said her name, as if it was some sort of disease. "Oh, but I simply wanted to see you." Unfazed by the tip of your blade threatening to slit her throat; Kafka's expression stays the same.
You feel cold metal pressing against your stomach. A gun. Her gun. "So, you're a big shot now... Think you're too good to be tied up beneath me?" Your grip on the hilt of your sword loosens for a split second. "You..!"
Kafka takes advantage of your moment of weakness, effectively disarming you and pulling you in by your collar; her scent as intoxicating as ever. "We both know you'll end up on my bed again one way or another— so let's speed up the process."
"Listen to me."
You were going to refuse. Resist. Who does she think she is, telling you how you'll act? Does she really think you haven't changed? No. You weren't the same girl you were before. You aren't just going to let her seduce you.
Maybe.
NSFW under the cut !
You bit your lower lip as Kafka traced her fingers all over your body; struggling to no avail with ropes of silk bounding your wrists to the headboard of her bed. "..Fuck you."
"Mm.. sure. You aren't really in a position to talk to me like that, are you, bunny?" Kafka's smile only widened as she took your current state in; all tied up and ready for her to use. "Wait here."
A sigh of relief left you as soon as Kafka did the room. Though, as soon as the woman returned, you felt everything but relief. She held an 8" strap-on in her hand; the maroon tint at the base fading into a gradient of purple.
"You're kidding." You muttered, eyes widening at the sheer size. Kafka smiled almost reassuringly, yet you felt she was enjoying your reactions— and you'd be right. "What's wrong?" She mocked.
Your gaze traveled to Kafka, then back to the strap. "That's way too big..!" Cold and deft fingers took your chin between them, nails like daggers ready to pierce through your skin. "Oh, don't look at me like that, darling. You brought this upon yourself."
Kafka leaned in closer, licking her lips before pressing them onto yours. She moans into your mouth as she kisses you slowly, yet hungrily; the kiss as addictive as she is— at least, until you bit her lip.
"Tsk. You never learn your lesson, do you?" The mattress dips as Kafka gets up and puts on the strap. Even with the taste of blood on her lips; her eery smile hasn't wavered— not once. She knows she has you where she wants you. "You always make this so hard for me, sweetie.."
As you were about to open your mouth to speak, she pressed the tip of the strap on your lips. "Go on. Suck on mommy's cock." Begrudgingly, you followed her orders; using your limited range of movement to take in as much of it as you can.
"That's it.. good little slut." Kafka ran her fingers through your hair, pleased with the way you're gagging on her length and the way your throat bulges.
The seemingly innocent gesture quickly turned into her pushing your head down on her cock even further, forcing you to take more of her. "Come on, angel. I know you can take it."
"Mmph.. shtoo- much..!" Your sounds are muffled by her length stuffed down your throat, the vibrations making Kafka's head fall back. "Fuck.. such a fucking whore."
Fat tears wet your eyes, threatening to spill and run down your cheeks. "Aww.. are you gonna cry? Gonna cry for mommy?" She cooed, her thumb caressing your cheek and mockingly wiping your tears away.
You coughed as she finally pulled away, a feeling of emptiness lingering in your throat. "You're gonna take all of mommy's cock this time."
"Listen, you're going to be a good slut for me and take whatever I give you. You'll do whatever I say like the pathetic toy you are."
You're not sure if Kafka used her brainwashing again. You prayed that she did; that you'd have an excuse to give in— to give in to her. You'd do anything but believe in the truth that you're just her plaything; and especially in the truth that you enjoyed it. Wanted it.
Before you even realized, you had already spread your legs for her. "Good girl.." if you had known any better, you would have heard the sadistic laugh Kafka let out upon admiring your sorry state; her work of art.
Kafka's eyes didn't stray from you as she inserted the strap with little trouble, attentively watching your face contort from pleasure. "Just a few inches left... I told you you could take it."
You let out a soft moan as she completely bottomed out, mumbling about how full you feel. It was humiliating how easily your body took her in, as if you were made for this exact purpose.
"So tight, taking me so well." She hisses, thrusting at a slow pace without letting you adjust to the sheer size. Yet, it felt so fucking good. Why were you even trying to resist in the first place? It feels so good turning your brain off and just letting mommy use you.
The small bump on your stomach that disappeared and reappeared with each thrust didn't go unnoticed by Kafka. She presses down on it, making you feel even more full as her cock rubs against your most sensitive spots. "Mommy please, it's too good-"
Kafka shuts you up with a kiss as she picks up the pace, swallowing the moans and mewls you tried so hard not to let out. "Shh.. I know, I know." She wipes away the tears you weren't even aware were leaving streaks down your face.
"Do you want to be a good girl? Wanna be mommy's good girl?" You merely nod in your cockdrunk state, moving your hips to meet with hers. Her hand reaches down, palming your clit roughly.
A loud moan escapes you; head falling back at the sudden stimulation. "Please- I'm gonna..!" Kafka puts a finger on your bottom lip. "Good girls don't cum."
She knows how desperately you need it; how much it hurts, but you wanted to be a good girl, didn't you? You can hold it in.
Her thrusts grow deeper and harder. "Please, stop..! I don't want to cum, wanna be your good girl mommy please-" Kafka adored how desperate and needy you really are. You can pretend to be as high and mighty as you want— but in the end, you're nothing more than her slut.
"Then, don't cum." How she loved being mean to good little girls like you; setting you up for failure. Her smile only widened when you squirted all over her and her strap.
"Bad girl. Looks like I'm going to have to punish you."
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My brain decided to remember something from the very beginning of the game and realize it's actually very important.
During the intro sequence Kafka keeps saying "Listen" before some important things regarding our future, and these things are on point, it's basically the whole plot of the game
And let's remember a little achievement
This achievement is specifically for the Trailblazer
So it might be that Kafka put a sort of mind control on us, not fully "dominating" us as we still have some free will but an order that we followed : starting our journey
And for the first time "you're not sure if you should trust me" all other trailblazers are pretty aggressive towards the stellarons Hunters but the only time the Trailblazer was actually aggressive was during the "fight" against Kafka, where they didn't exactly have a choice.
During the interrogation it was quite the normal conversation, no sassy comebacks, no mean comments, just a conversation about "why", which is quite reasonable considering what happened.
And then there is this sentence
"But you know all about that already, don't you [Trailblazer]"
This the first time we, the players, as well as the Express crew see Kafka's "Domination" ability (fully), but not for the Trailblazer, they already know what it is and what it does.
How could they know without them being affected by it before ?
TL;DR : the trailblazer were "dominated" (not fully) by Kafka before, and they might still be under the influence of this ability throughout the game.
Star.
Yan Kafka x F Reader.
Synopsis: Kafka is waiting for a supernova to appear.
Warnings: Yandere themes, implied future kidnapping, not SFW implications, and stalking.
Word Count: 1k.
Ten Songs Like This Piece:
Lust for a Vampyr by I Monster
Living Dead Girl by Rob Zombie
Merry-Go-Round of Life - from ‘Howl’s Moving Castle’ by Joe Hisaishi
Stalker’s Tango by Autoheart
The Four Seasons - Winter in F Minor, RV. 296: I. Allegro non molto by Antonio Vivaldi
BLOODMONEY by Poppy
Fight of the Crows by Jhariah
Bernadette by IAMX
Smells Blood by Kensuke Ushio
Enemies to Lovers by Joshua Kyan Aalampour
“She's a Killer Queen; gunpowder, gelatin; dynamite with a laser beam; guaranteed to blow your mind (anytime).” – Queen, Killer Queen
*~*~*~*
“Hey, I like them!” You huff, grasping the bouquet of spider lilies closer to your chest, making the paper wrinkle up. At your response, Aina crosses her arms and sighs, looking at the other flower arrangements sitting on the shelves behind you.
“Those are too expensive.” Aina rebuts. She points, and you turn around to follow it, and in turn frown.
Because of the low supply, the price of spider lily bouquets has increased to 700 credits per arrangement.
Kafka, pretending to look at the roses in the corner not facing the two of you, does not try to hide her smile and slight chuckle as you gasp at the sign’s words. “Cute…”
Once more, you exhale with a mix of frustration and disappointment, forcefully planting your foot on the ground. Gradually, your stance transforms into that of a despondent balloon losing its air.
Utterly adorable.
“Why seven hundred? Flowers grow from the ground and they take hardly any effort to bundle up!” Aina puts her thumb and pointer finger on her temples, rubbing them like your question and exclamation just gave her the biggest headache in all of existence. She sighs.
You sigh too, grasping onto the spider lilies even harder.
“Spider lilies also represent bad luck.” She says, almost groaning.
Neither of you know if you can be reasonable enough to let Aina be your impulse control as she always has been. “The red shade is really pretty and the tendrils are pretty too!”
“Please put them back, it is a bad financial investment.” You shake your head. “Please. [First]. [First], please. We still have to go and buy ingredients for dinner tonight. If it makes you feel better I can also help you bake dessert.”
Kafka already knows what you are going to make tonight. Pasta with bechamel sauce along with apple cake.
“[First], at least choose a less expensive bouquet. That way we can afford everything. Plus we maybe can get something else small that is not on our grocery list.” Aina tries her best to put on a more gentle smile. “Please.”
Kafka moves to near the entrance of the food section of the store, waiting for this little trifle to be over with. She pretends to be looking at the meat aisle as that is the area closest to the flowers, ironically enough.
“Sigh…” She purrs, imagining your hair loose and gently wrapped around her fingertips. “I wonder if you would prefer blush or velvet… maybe burgundy?”
She imagines the way you will place your lips on hers and slowly but surely… move down.
She will do the same to you with her own.
“Maybe white.” She muses, thinking of different types of fabric to put on you. “Or perhaps black.”
Kafka wonders what you would choose if she brought you to a boutique rather than going by herself.
“Hm…” She murmurs, her mind going through many, many possibilities of the future ahead.
Then, she hears your triumphant laugh and then turns around to see you hugging Aina with the bouquet in tow. “I love you!”
“Uh-huh. Sure.” Aina mutters, crossing her arms and looking away from your happy face with a blush. “Just put them in the basket. We’ve used enough time here as it is.” You kiss her cheek, and her face only gets redder. “L-Let’s just go already.”
You only hug her tighter.
“Sir, yes, sir!” You exclaim, saluting, and Aina rolls her eyes.
Kafka’s smile falters.
“Tsk. Young love, I suppose.”
Of all the future possibilities, none of them will result in full success if Aina is still in the picture.
“Juliets.”
At the sight of you kissing Aina’s cheek again, Kafka resists the urge to bite her lip.
“But with great risk… comes great reward.”
She imagines how you would look under her.
Aina eventually manages to pry you off of her. “Alright, that’s enough, you’re praising me like I just saved your life or something.”
“You did!” You pout, almost cooing and still laughing joyfully. “This bouquet is the only medicine that can ever heal me of what ails me!”
Both Kafka and Aina sigh at the same time but for entirely different reasons.
But Kafka is the one who also licks her lips afterward. “I think perhaps a chemise would suit you best.”
“Let’s go to the fruits first!” You exclaim, pulling Aina along by the hand while she holds the basket.
“Which type of apple?” Aina asks, but Kafka already knows the answer. “Be sure to not get the very expensive ones this time.”
You two go past Kafka.
She takes out her phone for a split second and clicks the button.
It has been the closest you have ever been to her while you were conscious. But she hopes that soon, you will be even closer.
Wait, no. She knows that you will.
“Cute.” She whispers, booping the picture of you’s nose.
This has already become a favorite amongst the many, many photos she has of you.
Where you go, she follows. “Cute.” Surely, eventually, when you know of her, you will know that all too well. “So cute.”
She sees you pointing to the apples with a pinkish tint. Rose apples. Quite rare, if Kafka remembers correctly.
As Aina reads the sign next to them, she immediately shakes her head. “Way too expensive.”
Due to the cost of importation/exportation as well as the rarity of this species, the value of this type of product is quite high. One apple is worth 1600 credits.
You surprisingly show agreement this time, promptly diverting your attention to the assortment of apple varieties, accompanied by a hint of nervous laughter.
You end up choosing the Honeycrisps. They are good for baking cakes, you tell Aina as Kafka eavesdrops as she always does.
She imagines you baking for her and sitting on her lap.
It was only a matter of time because regardless of who is with you, one thing about you never changes; your naivety.
“All that is left is to be patient.”
kafka // i have things to say....
Ngl they are so compatible… (when your rarepair is truly rare <<)
Kafka tumblr layouts for day 7 of @hiddencircus's event! prompt: free day or evil editing style f2u with reblog / like and credit! psd used dividers used
1-2 colour doodle of goobs!!
Image ID:
Coloured traditional sketches of 6 characters. The first is Robin from HSR, and is winking. Music notes are around her and she is drawn in purple. Next is Kafka from HSR, with both eyes open and eyebrows lowered- she is drawn in red and has spider webs around her. Thirdly, is March 7th from HSR, with ice shards around them. She is drawn in pink. The fourth is Dan Heng; drawn in green with red accents. He has cartoony wind around him, and half a chinese dragon. He has a bitter look on his face. Himeko is next: with red and yellow. Around her is part her weapon, and fire. Both eyes are closed. Finally, Sampo is drawn with an explosion and part of his bomb visible. He has his tongue out and is smiling.
i haven't gotten very far into honkai star rail yet and i already love march 7th and kafka
I’m back with more HSR art! This might be my last batch for a while cause I’m hoping to do art fight this year and I have a lot I still have to do for that but in the meantime ^_^
1- Black Swan bc I haven’t drawn her in a while
2- Kafka bc I somehow hadn’t drawn her yet
3- Birthday art ft. Sunday and Robin I made for my friend stelle ^_^
4- masked fools design for Aventurine just for fun
My art is so inconsistent lately I’m so sorry 😭 here’s some Kafka art in honor of her finally coming home (I was gonna draw Robin too cause I got her also but this already took a while lol)
A Sinful Symphony
[Dom!Kafka x Sub!Fem!reader]
[Nsfw warning!] Soft violin music sways you with ease as it plays in the background. Kafka is dancing with you, twirling you around and pulling you close and slowly dancing to the soft melody of the orchestra. Moments like this are treasured as sometimes she has no time to be around since she has to follow Elio’s orders in order to find what she pursuits, fear. One day, she was finally off duty and came back to your home seemingly tired as she wrapped her arms around you, flopping herself down on the couch with you. You didn't complain but it saddened you to see Kafka this tired. “How was work, kafu?” you mutter softly. Kafka looked at you with a soft, and loving gaze, as if she was no longer tired. “mm.. It was so boring.. and lonely because i don't get to be with you..” she sighs, placing her face deep against your chest, you chuckle, running your fingers through her velvety locks. “It's a shame, I know. How about we make up for that lost time?” you smirk, earning a playful glint from Kafka. “fufu.. Who knew you would become so dirty, Y/n.. well.. Not that i'm complaining anyway..” you both kissed, letting your tongues intertwine with each other, kafka dominating you fairly easily. You let her touch envelop your body, her bite marks covering your upper body perfectly, clothes non existent to the both of you as you both took them off. To her, you were a sight to behold, better than the stars that flood every single planet she has been in. no matter if she has seen your godly figure multiple of times, it makes her want to ravish you in a snap of a finger. Her mouth stumbles upon your hardened nipple, as she suckles it with her mouth and twisted at the other, making you shiver and moan in pleasure. She mumbles praises and soft hums under her breath, not leaving a single part of your body untouched as if she's worshiping your body inch by inch… “oh baby.. You're just so beautiful for mommy.. Mmn.. you make it too hard for me to ever say no..” she detached her mouth from your breast, licking the hardened bud of flesh teasingly and looking at you, as if she's staring at the most prized and expensive artifact. It only made your heart yearn for more. Kisses make its way home down to your chest, and stomach, leaving smears of her favorite lipstick being shown on your body like a canvas, reapplying the lipstick and kissing your body even more until there's no gaps visible on you. Bites and kisses marking your inner thighs with ease until she finally reached your aching core. She ate you out without any warning, causing you to let out a breathy and shaky moan. Your hand instinctively went to her head, gripping at her hair as you pushed her deeper, a moan leaving out of her causing a small vibration that made you jolt in more pleasure.. Her mouth sucking at your clit and penetrating your needy hole with her two fingers leaving you a moaning mess. you are squeezing her head with your thighs tenderly. As much as she wants her head to be squeezed by you, she wants to focus on you first and opens your legs wide, earning more access in giving you as much pleasure as you could possibly want. You tried to hold on to the best of your ability, wanting to be a good girl for kafka so badly, but your release just seemed to be achingly close… "M-mommy… c-cumming.. Please.. i -i need.. T-to.. aah..” you whimpered as you dug your nails deep into Kafka’s scalp, earning a moan from her again. tug as much as you want, she will only go faster.. “Mnh.. let it all go baby.. You've been such a good girl..” you pant and tremble, letting out one final moan escape from your mouth, your juices being happily swallowed by your girlfriend. She lets out a soft and sultry hum at the taste of your sweet release, licking her lips and licking the rest of your juices from her fingers. “Mn.. you taste so wonderful as always.. care to be mommy's little fuck toy until the only thing you can call me is yours?” She laughs softly and props herself again in between your thighs. She is not stopping anytime soon until she is done worshiping you thoroughly…
Wine Tasting
[Dom!fem!reader x Sub(?)Kafka]
[NSFW warning!]
“My.. What a view.. So pretty even when you’re under me.” Kafka coos; she pulls off her iconic, and beautiful smirk as she drinks her expensive wine and makes a small ‘mm..’ sound at the taste, and in pleasure. Your head was in between her plush, and well built thighs. You left dark bruises and red marks at every inch of her inner thighs as you licked long stripes at her folds, tasting her sweet essence better than any expensive drink that you’ve drank thanks to her. “Mmf.. tastes s’good..” your voice comes out muffled, low vibrations from your voice pleasure her clit and lets out a soft moan. but she seemed to understand anyway. Her hands travel down your velvety locks and caresses your hair, her mischievous but tender looking eyes look at your perfect face that she just can't help but fall in love over, and over again. “Please Kaf.. wanna.. taste you..” you whine, finding it hard to not immediately give in into her. But you know she wouldn't like that. You are her good girl anyway. You can take it. You always do. “Patience, darling.. Surely you can wait a little longer, right?'' she grins, taking some strands of your hair and curling it around her finger. Patience. Oh how you hated it especially since you're in front of such divine beauty. All you want to do is dig your head deeper into her sopping wet cunt and make her cum until she finally feels fear. But then you won't be her good girl anymore, she will overstimulate you. She will fill you up with so much of her strap that your folds will be molded into the shape of the magenta colored faux toy. Insides painted in your own cum and slick as she thrusts deep into your cervix moaning nothing but her name and only her name and feeling her in you until all your holes have been stuffed. Your tears and incoherent whines and moans will be nothing but to her amusement, as a little appetizer to her wine per se. “You are taking it so well.. You don't really make it this long.. Mh.. well it doesn't matter, it won't be long until i have to go back to the crew,” she hums disappointedly at the lack of time with you. ”well.. It's only natural that i reward you for staying still like a good little dolly.” she grins seductively, swirling the darkish red liquid in her fancy glass. you don't hesitate one bit once you hear her hypnotic words and her consent to proceed. You immediately latch your tongue onto her clit perfectly as she gasps at the sudden motion, almost dropping her glass as she puts it down and gripping the chairs arm rest in extreme satisfaction. “Hhn..! aahn… yes.. Just like that doll..” kafka groans lightly. You spread her legs wider and her legs begin to tremble, her hand that was in your hair now getting tighter by the second you go faster. Your chin dripping of her own slick and cum mixed with your own saliva. Moans leave your mouth as your tongue tastes more of her heavenly essence. “Keep going..” she grunts and moans, pants and breathy moans echoing around the room, deliciously pleasing into your ears like an angels song. “Almost.. There..!” she grips a large handful of your hair and pulls it, bringing you closer to her pulsating folds in complete ecstasy as she lets out a loud moan enough so the crew can hear how much of a good wife you are to her. You ride her through her orgasm as she pants, but you dive in again and she jolts at the overstimulation. “wan’ my fill too…” you expressed with a lustful gaze. looking up to her and licking your lips that are happily coated in kafka’s cum. “Oh.. fuck it.. I'm sure Wolfie won't mind me being absent for a while.. i won't stop you.”