Kafka x Reader [HSR]

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Kafka carried you to the bed and laid you down gently. She propped a pillow behind your back and took off all your clothes with such gentle care, unwrapping you with her eyes as she hummed a tune to herself. She pressed a gentle kiss to the nape of your neck as you shivered at her touch, her hand running up and down your waist. You sighed in pleasure, and you knew you were going to have a good night. Intimacy with Kafka never felt like sex- it truly felt like making love. She spoke quietly, piercing the silence with that voice you grew to love. "I asked you not to come looking for me.. Why did you? You could've gotten hurt." She gently runs her hand through your folds, not bothering to take off her elegant gloves. Shivers run down your spine at the contact, your only response being a quiet whine. Not that Kafka ever minded, your voice was like music to her ears- a perfect symphony. She moved her fingers against you in that slow, sweet pace that you came to love. "That was naughty of you.. It was dangerous... Please, never do that again." She said, continuing her ministrations. You nodded with a sigh. She would never admit it to anyone, but for the first time in her life, she had felt fear- she feared losing you when you came to look for her during her assigned mission from Elio. She was truly worried, but was glad you had come back safe. Right now, she needed to let go of her stress, and your pleasure was the perfect way to do so.She took your lips in a delicate, slow makeout, taking her time to appreciate the way your tongue felt against hers. She slid two of her gloved fingers inside you, conducting them in a slow, deep rhythm. You gasped and moaned against her tongue, and she smiled into the kiss. She could never tire of your moans. She took pride in being the only one to get these sounds out of you. She slid her free hand down to your chest. You let out soft whines at the simultaneous ministrations. Her touch was so gentle.. She was always so sweet and gentle when it came to you. She kept going, dragging out the pleasure of her touch. She eventually brought you to the edge, to that sweet peak that she loved bringing you to. "Kafka.. Please, I'm almost there" you plead out. She picks up the speed slightly. "You were such a good girl, for me.. Go on, my dear. You were marvelous.. So.. wonderful". She uttered the last word as you came undone, her praise bringing you over the edge, sending you over that peak you had so desperately craved. Her fingers slowed, and eventually stopped as you came down from the high. She withdrew from you, and placed gentle kisses to your face. "You were such a good girl.. You were marvelous, hun." she hummed as she picked you up bridal style. She took you to the bathroom and gently set you down into the bathtub, and she turned on the water, nice and warm. She loved giving aftercare almost as much as she enjoyed making you come undone. "Let me take care of you, now.. You did so well" she whispers to you. And you let her take care of you, spending the rest of the night letting her dote on you



idk gang i wrote this by hand in math class </3

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