Kafka x Reader

Oh Mommy!

"What did you just say, puppy?" At the moment in their heated love life, the Trailblazer had slipped up saying something very lewd. Thinking they could simply get away with it, but Lord Kafka was too smart for this.

"Y-you heard nothing, there must be a mistake.." they trailed off, ashamed even. Before saying anything else to continue, they moaned and bit the back of their palm. The Lord has pushed her fingers back inside aggressively without a fair warning, making the stuttering puppy's legs tremble. "Aren't you too greedy to not spill? My, what have I raised you to be?" Once said, she sped up her fingers inside the Trailblazer who was begging to slow down. They weren't used to this fast yet. Kafka would've stopped if they were to say the safe word, for now it looks like they aren't hurt.

"P-please-! Kaf-ka!" They moaned, trying their best to keep their volume down from the servants that were guarding the doors outside.

As of now, knocking could be heard from the other side. "My Lord, are you doing alright? I have heard something." One of the guards said from behind, waiting for a response. Kafka then smirked and whispered; "Call me by that name again and I'll make sure they won't hear us that easily."

Trailblazer couldn't choose that quickly, they were already that embarrassed to call her like that. But they didn't wanted the guards to know that they're in the middle of fucking, especially if they saw them in this awkward position. It'll be all over for them! What an embarrassing memory for everyone that keeps spreading the story: "Stellaron caught having sex with the Lord!"

"Kafka please don't make me choose-!" Another moan they tried to hide behind their hand, holding their breath when Kafka placed both of their hands above their head. The guard knocked once more, asking if everything was alright and will be coming inside if no one will answer.

"Tick tock, puppy, what will it be?" Kafka muses, she couldn't careless of anything.

Tears pricked the side of the trailblazer's eyes, coming out shortly after. "M...my.."

"My, what was that my little pup?" Kafka teases, arching her fingers in doing so. "Ah- mommy! P-please-!"

"My good doggy." Kafka smiles.