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Can anyone give me advice on how to clear wolrd 5 stimulated univers honkai start rail?

My team is: welt sampo sushang and natasha, they're all lvl 60, I just can't beat kafka for some reason

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.

SOSOSOO many hsr sketches for badges on hoyolabs…yes i made robin into an origami bird get robin origamied.

Will image id these eventually

Also as always my hoyolab thing for when i post them there (aka proof that i made it there:)