It had been a thrilling game of call and response and Kafka had wanted it to never end. But the melody had been enthralling and Kafka had wanted and wanted and wanted, until her teeth ached, until the saliva in her mouth felt as thick as molasses, until the weight of Spirit Whisper lingered like an aftertaste on her tongue, begging to be used. Until Jing Yuan pinned her face against a wall, a calloused hand wrapping around her delicate neck and a chuckle of "checkmate" echoed in her ear. Until something snapped. (Jing Yuan was a magnum opus and Kafka wanted to make her sing.)
To the Rhythm of Your Soul [Sing With Me Darling]
• #kafyuan
• 🔞 - E - PWP - 5k1
• Fem! Jing Yuan / Kafka
• Consensual Mind Control
• Hunter hunting Hunter or : The sweetest submission is the one given freely
• Present for @aratribo.bsky.social 💜
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