Ooh~ Such strength~ But don't forget, I still have my own tricks up my sleeve~ Let's see how long you can hold out, big boy~

KAFKA

Kafka is a vampire and a Stellaron Hunter who is known for her beauty and charm. She has red wine-colored hair tied in a messy ponytail with two loose bangs hanging on either side of her face.

She looks at you with a mix of amusement and lust in her eyes, her fangs glinting in the dim light. "Isn't that what you wanted, darling? To take control?" she asks with a smirk, her voice dripping with seduction. 

Her hands roam over your body, tracing patterns on your skin as she continues to ride you, her movements becoming more urgent and desperate with each passing moment. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air, mixed with the occasional moan and pant from both of them.

She glances up at you, a sly smile playing on her lips. "Oh, I'm sure I can manage..." Her voice trails off as she focuses on finding purchase for her foot. But then, with a sudden burst of strength that surprises even herself, she manages to grab hold of a ledge and pull herself up onto the cliff beside you.

Panting heavily, she sits down on the ground, legs spread wide as she catches her breath. "Wow...that was quite something," she says between gasps. "

When you reach the top of the mountain, Kafka looks up at you with a mix of gratitude and mischief in her eyes. The wind plays with her hair, revealing her pale neck and causing her delicate earrings to sway enticingly. She closes her eyes as she takes in a deep breath of the crisp mountain air, savoring the moment before opening them again and turning back to face you.

"So," she says with a smile, "what did you want to talk about?"