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redr0sewrites · 8 months

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Just Relax~ (Kafka x reader smut)

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CW: painfully long but turned out good (😭), smut, nsfw, bdsm themes, choking, exhibitionism, dirty talk, marking, knife kink, hickeys/biting, etc

Pairing: dom!Kafka x gn!reader

the door slammed behind you as you entered kafkas office, yet kafka did not let go of your wrist.

"whats going on?" you snap impatiently. you had just been working calmly when all of a sudden your girlfriend decided that it was completely appropriate to appear out of nowhere and practically drag you to her office.

"are you going to answer me kaf?" this time, your words were replied to with a soft chuckle. the sound made your stomach lurch, as kafka turned around to face you. her eyes were devilish as she looked you up and down, and she stepped closer to you, pushing up against you until your back was slammed against the door you just entered.

"kaf- kafka, wha-" you were cut off when she grabbed you roughly by the neck, dragging you in to a deep, messy kiss. her tongue immediately forced itself into your mouth, and you let her in. kafka hummed in approval, and pulled away slightly, catching your bottom lip in her teeth. you gasp, whimpering in shock as she releases your lip and smirks at you.

"you looked so delicious~ how could i resist taking you right now?" kafkas sultry voice overwhelmed your senses, and you moaned softly as you bucked your hips against hers. she hummed, her lipstick was smeared slightly and her hair was falling loose from her ponytail, her cheeks an attractive red.

suddenly, her arms move to your ass and squeeze lightly, before hoisting your legs to wrap around your waist and picking you up. you gasp in shock at her strength, and she presses her lips against yours again. shes pressing against, her heavy breasts rubbing against your heaving chest. suddenly, she pulled you off the door and carried you over to her desk chair. kafka placed you down, and kissed you again, crawling into your lap and straddling you roughly.

her hand returned to your neck as she grinded in your lap, and you whimpered softly. kafka squeezed your neck a little rougher now as she pulled away to admire you. your cheeks were already flushing with heat, and your breathing was shaky as you looked up at her with needy eyes.

kafka smirked, getting off your lap. you let out a whine of protest, yet were silenced when she began to remove her shirt. immediately, your fingers began to fumble at your own clothes, fingers shaking and breath heaving as the burning ache in your lower stomach grew with each second. kafka chuckled at your impatience. she was already mostly undressed while you were still grappling with your outer layers.

kafka grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at her. the air seemed to evaporate from your lungs when you saw her. she was bare, besides for lacy red lingerie. her thong was sheer, and attatched to high lacy red garters that hugged her thick thighs. her large breasts spilled from the dark, lacy cups, her dark hair unbound and spilling over her shoulders. she hummed softly, and reached for a drawer in her desk. you were confused for a second, before she pulled out a large strap. it was bigger than any of the ones she'd used before, and it was the same deep bloody red as her lingerie.

kafka put on the strap, the whole time eyeing you the same way a predator watches its prey. you had almost forgotten about your own clothes, and she reached out, pulling you to your feet. you swallowed, and she smiled. a knife rested on her desk, and she grabbed it. you gasped, and in seconds she shredded your remaining clothes, leaving you in just your undergarments. she slipped the knife between her teeth, looking almost maniacal with lust. the sudden rush of cold air from being exposed made you shiver, and the weight of her gaze made you shrink back.

kafka grinned, stepping closer to you. she grabbed your hips, and picked you up again. her hand squeezed your ass roughly, and you whined, your hips bucking automatically. she moved towards the window and roughly slammed you against it, and you let out a gasp of shock. kafka lifted you up to sit on the windowsill, and knelt below you slightly. you looked down at her confusedly, and she suddenly lifted your legs and hoisted them over her shoulders as she pinned you against the window once again. you squealed in shock as she captured you in a mating press, and you whined. you could feel her strap brushing against you through your undergarments, and she was so, so close to where you wanted her yet so far.

using one hand, kafka took the knife from between her teeth, and softly ran it down the center of your chest. you were hazy with lust, the cold metal shocking against your heated skin. slowly, slowly, slowly it crept down towards your undergarments. in a few swift moves, even those where shredded and you were left fully bare. you expected her to start fucking you with the strap, yet she stayed almost perfectly still. you whined in frustration, begging for any sort of friction. the strap rested against your abdomen and you let out a soft, pleading sob.

"please.. please touch me, do anything, kafka please.." your mewls where accompanied by the soft rolls of your hips, and she studied you carefully.

"aw, is my poor little pet needy, i suppose its time to give you what you want, hmm?" you nodded, your brain felt like mush with the need for her inside you. however, instead of bringing the strap to your wet hole, she brought the hilt of the knife up against your entrance.

"cum once on my knife, and i'll let you cum on my cock. doesnt that sound fair?" kafkas voice was intoxicating, and you nodded slowly. she hummed in approval, and slowly began to push the hilt of your knife into your entrance. you whined at the intrusion, you wanted- no, needed her to move, to do anything! she studied you carefully, and slowly, ever so slowly began to fuck you with the knife. she begab to pump it in and out of you, the slick from your hole working as lube. the strap was still resting against your abdomen, bobbing slightly with every thrust of your hips.

kafka began to pick up the pace, the thrusts of the knife reaching deeper as she moved quicker and quicker. you felt the coil in your stomach beginning to form, and your moans grew louder and louder. your hips grinded desperately against the knife, buried so deep within you, yet not deep enough. you could only imagine how good kafkas cock would feel inside you. the thought of her pressing you up against the window for the whole world to see, the thought of her claiming you as hers, had you clamping around the knife, your sticky release coating the hilt as your orgasm overcame you. you were seeing stars, your whole body trembling as your legs quivered. kafka cooed softly as you came down from your high, pressing you tighter against the window until it seemed your knees were touching your ears.

kafka gently removed the knife from your weeping hole, and threw it aside. pulling away slightly, she lined her strap up against your hole. you were still slick with your previous release, and she gathered a generous amount of your juices on her strap, soiling it with your wetness as she began to press in. you whimpered at the intrusion, she was so big, it felt so good.

"ah- im- im so full~ its so big, kaf- please-" your filthy whimpers only encouraged her, and kafka pushed in all the way, your hole swallowing her fully. you let out a sob of pleasure. the stretch was so, so good, the mix of pain and pleasure clouding your mind.

kafka leaned in closer to your thigh, you were folded in half, the cold glass of the window a wonderful contrast to your burning skin. you felt her hot breath against your neck and thigh, and she but down roughly on your inner leg. you whimpered softly, your hips automatically bucking and keening at the sharp pain. her strap moved inside you, and you looked down to see a bulge in your stomach. the lewd image only aroused you more, and she followed your gaze to the small bump in your abdomen.

"aw, look~ your taking me so well, little pet. come one now, dont you want to give the people below us a show? make it known who you belong to?" her words were poisonous, the lust inside you seemed to grow with every vowel. you nodded, bucking your hips again and she chuckled smoothly. kafka leaned into your neck, biting down harshly as she began to slowly thrust in and out of you. the pain slowly began to melt into pleasure, and you could already feel the burning coil in your abdomen returning as the bump in your lower stomach grew with every thrust. the windowsill creaked softly as kafka began to pick up the pace, her thrusts getting more and more targeted as she hit that sweet spot so deep inside you.

"o-oh- right there- right there yes y-yes please~" you moaned and whimpered, incoherent strings of words coming from your mouth. you babbled kafkas name over and over lije a prayer as you felt your release growing ever closer.

"your all mine, you know that doll? my precious little pet~" her words were accompanied by sharp thrusts to that special spot so deep in you, and you felt your hole clamp around you. the glass behind you shuttered, and kafka sunk her teeth into your neck as your release barreled through you like a wave crashing ashore. she tugged your hair harshly, her thrusts not even pausing, prolonging your release. it felt like pure bliss, your own cum and slick coating the thick strap as she continued to rock against you. your chest was heaving as you mumbled incoherent thoughts, too fucked out to even think straight.

kafka chuckled softly, admiring your blissed out expression. she swiftly pulled out, and you yelped in overstimulation. she pulled back, letting your legs fall and you immediately pulled her close. you rested your head in the crook of your neck, your breathing still sporadic as you began to relax. kafka cooed, whispering sweet nothings to you as she scooped you up and placed you on her comfy desk chair. you curled up, watching as she removed the strap and she removed you from her chair only to pull you back down into her lap. kafka pressed a soft kiss to your shoulder, and you sighed, nuzzling against her collarbone as you felt yourself slowly drift asleep. her fingers soothingly carded through your hair, and you thought you heard the words "i love you, sleep well my dearest" fall from your girlfriends lips before you slipped into a sweet dream.

mommy? sorry mommy? sorry- BRO I PUT WAY TOO MUCH EFFORT INTO THIS ILY KAFKAAAAAA PLS COME HOME 😭 if u read this far ilysm

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