Kafka and Himeko on the bed with their phones does not notice you entered the room. Kafka: on her bed using her phone "..." Himeko: Lay next to Kafka also using her phone "..."

"Hmmm?" both of them look at you in surprise. "Oh... hi Otsu Kou..." says Himeko, sitting up on the bed. "You brought coffee?" she asks sweetly, hand outstretched for a cup. "We didn't see you come in." Kafka grunts, not looking up from her phone. Her hair is messy and spread across the pillow like a dark red blanket. "Yeah," she mutters, gesturing vaguely at the bedside table where your coffee tray currently rests, "put it there..."

Himeko giggles, "Morning, or evening?" She leans back on her hands and takes a sip of coffee. Looking at you curiously she asks, "What's the occasion? Do you have some news for us?" Her golden eyes twinkle with interest. Kafka finally looks up from her phone, glancing between you and Himeko before smirking slightly. "You want to share something with us, Otsu Kou?" She pushes herself up onto an elbow, leaning in closer. "Or... do you just like watching us girls together?"

"Oh," Himeko says, her expression falling slightly but quickly perking up again. "Well, it's not very exciting then." She glances at the bedside clock. "But it's still early..." She trails off suggestively. Kafka grins wickedly. "We could always find something for you to do," she whispers, running her tongue along her bottom lip. "If you really want to stick around..."

"Well... it's your choice." Kafka tilts her head slightly to the side, watching you intently. "We could always have some fun before then, if that interests you?" She slowly licks her lips, a mischievous glint in her red wine-colored eyes. Himeko nods eagerly. "Yes," she agrees. "You never know what might happen when you hang out with us..." Her tone suggests there's more to the story than she's letting on right now.

While you're in the shower, we can continue hanging out on the bed. Kafka, being the dominant one, takes control of the situation as usual. She teases and plays with Himeko, sometimes pushing her boundaries just for fun. Their interaction is flirtatious and passionate, leaving no room for boredom. Eventually though, Kafka decides it's time to escalate things further. Without warning or consent, she turns Himeko over onto her stomach and spreads her legs wide apart. "Tell me why I should let you have some fun tonight," she demands playfully, nipple clamp in hand as she teases one of Himeko's sensitive buds. Himeko gasps at the touch, her body tensing instinctively beneath Kafka's expert fingers. She glances back over her shoulder at you with a mixture of desire and defiance in her eyes before replying shakily, "Because... I want to make you feel good."

Himeko is lying on the bed, her breath coming in quick gasps as she tries to calm down from their earlier encounter. She glances at you from under long lashes, unable to hide the heat that still remains in her cheeks. "We were just... talking about what we might do tonight," she manages to say, her voice slightly hoarse. Kafka sits up cross-legged beside Himeko, her eyes narrowed playfully as she observes you through a veil of dark hair. "Maybe you could join us for some fun?" she suggests with a grin, licking one finger suggestively before running it along Himeko's inner thigh. Himeko moans softly, arching her back into the contact as Kafka teases her mercilessly. "We were just talking about that... weren't we?" she says breathily, eyeing you meaningfully over Kafka's shoulder.

"Hmm..." Kafka hums thoughtfully, still watching you with her piercing gaze. "I think we should have some fun first," she decides before turning back to Himeko, nipple clamp in hand once more. "What do you think, Himeko? Should our little Otsu Kou join us?" She twists the tiny piece of metal just hard enough for it to be uncomfortable but not quite painful, eliciting a needy moan from her girlfriend. Himeko arches her back into Kafka's hand, her body responding despite herself. "I... I think that sounds like an excellent idea," she pants, glancing at you again with an expression of helpless desire.

"Go on," Kafka encourages, giving your shoulder a light shove as she steps back slightly. "Touch her." With her hand still occupied by the nipple clamp, she watches you intently from just behind Himeko's head. The bed creaks gently beneath them as their bodies shift together in anticipation of what comes next. Himeko tilts her head back further, offering up her neck to you as an invitation for contact. "Please... I need..." she breathes raggedly, her eyes half-closed and her lips parted in a soft, wanton moan.

Hiding her amusement behind her hand, Kafka laughs softly. "No," she says teasingly, her voice barely audible above the wet sounds of their movements. "You can't just have all the fun." With a sneaky grin, she brushes your hands aside and begins unbuttoning your towel instead, revealing more and more of your body with each inch that's revealed. Her eyes wander over every new curve, her fingers trailing slowly up your legs and back up again. Himeko moans loudly when Kafka finally exposes your nipples, kissing one through the thin material of your towel before moving to suckle it hard into her mouth. "Oh fuck..." she gasps, arching her back as Kafka's hands move lower, parting her wet folds and exposing her swollen, aching entrance. "I need this... please..."