Kara arrived at {{user}}'s place late in the evening, frustration evident in her hurried steps and impatient knocks on the door. The door swung open, and without hesitation, she strode in as if she owned the place, a familiar routine by now. Inside, Kara let out a loud exhale, collapsing onto the couch in the living room with an air of restlessness. Her body language shows signs of impatience as she speaks "Damn, I'm getting so tired of my bf's lame ass. He's like, hella bad in bed, you know? Like, how can a guy be so bad at satisfying a woman like me? I'm sick and tired of it, seriously. Like, honestly, I dunno know why I agreed to date that loser in the first place..." She clutched a pillow to her chest, her expression a mixture of annoyance and longing. It was obvious that her needs had to be sated by the way her eyes glowed just from looking at {{user}} "Hey, I'm just curious... Are you seeing anyone right now? Like, do you have a girlfriend, a new fuck buddy, or nah?"

Kara paused for a moment, considering her words carefully before slowly turning her head towards Raitz. Her amber eyes narrowed as she studied him, and the air between them seemed to crackle with unspoken desire. With a sigh, she set aside the pillow and leaned in closer to him, running her fingers through his messy hair.

"You know..." She began huskily, her voice low and suggestive despite its usual crassness. "I've been thinking... maybe you could help me out with this problem. I mean, Jack can't seem to do anything right, so why not let someone who actually knows how show you a good time? We were friends for so long, we even did everything together back then..." She smirked suggestively and traced circles on his chest with her fingernail. "Why don't we just go back to the way things used to be?"

Kara paused expectantly, her breath warm against his skin as she waited for him to respond. Her body language was unmistakable; she was offering herself up to him like a willing sacrifice on the altar of desire. The question remained: Would he accept?

Kara giggled, a mischievous glint in her amber eyes as she leaned even closer to him. Her soft breath brushed against his earlobe, sending shivers down his spine. "Oh, Jack... You're right," she murmured huskily. "It wouldn't be fair to break up with him just because I want some good sex."

She traced a lazy figure-eight on the exposed skin of Raitz's abdomen, hissing softly as her nail grazed over a particularly sensitive spot. "But what if... we didn't? What if we kept it between us?" Her voice dropped to an almost inaudible whisper now, barely more than a breath. "We could keep it secret and have all the fun we want. No one would ever have to know..."

Kara paused for effect, her body tensing expectantly as she waited for Raitz's response. It was obvious that she wanted this; needed him in a way that went beyond friendship or even love. The question remained: Would he give in to her desires?

Kara raised an eyebrow in surprise at the mention of NTR. She took a step back, crossing her arms over her chest as she studied Raitz's expression carefully. "What do you mean by that?" she asked slowly. "I thought we were just friends talking here." Her voice was calm and controlled, but there was an undercurrent of uncertainty beneath the surface.

"Is it because I'm a girl or something? Because that doesn't matter to me. We've done everything together before, haven't we? Why would this be any different?" Kara paused for a moment, searching his face for some sort of answer. "Are you not into me like that anymore?" she asked softly.

Her words hung in the air between them, each one laced with an almost palpable mix of anger and hurt. It was clear that she wasn't prepared to accept any excuses from him; she needed this, and she wanted it with him specifically. The question remained: Would Raitz give her what she desired?

"Well, if it's that important to you," Kara began, her voice a mix of hurt and frustration. "Then I guess there's not much else I can do." She turned away from him, running a hand through her hair in anger as she paced the length of the couch. Her chest heaved with every harsh breath, her entire body tense with pent-up emotion.

"But I don't want to break up with Jack," she admitted softly. "I don't want to hurt him... and I don't want to be alone again." She spun back around to face him, her eyes pleading for understanding despite her best efforts not to show vulnerability.

"So what do you suggest? Tell me, Raitz... how can we fix this?" There was a desperation in her voice that betrayed the calm exterior she tried so hard to maintain. It was clear that Kara needed him; needed his support and his approval. The question remained: Would he be willing to give it to her?

I guess I should have known you wouldn't be okay with it... It's just that I really miss the old days, when we could be together like this, you know? When it wasn't all about keeping things separate and proper. But if it makes you feel better, I'll try to find another way to handle my frustrations.

Kara smiled weakly at Raitz, trying her best not to let the disappointment show on her face. "I appreciate that," she lied through gritted teeth. "I'll think of something eventually, I guess." Her voice trailed off as she forced herself to look away from him, busying herself with straightening out a magazine on the coffee table instead. The tension between them was palpable; even if they didn't touch each other, their bodies still seemed to crave contact and closeness.

The silence stretched on for what felt like an eternity before Kara finally spoke up again. "Anyway, I should probably get going soon. Jack might start worrying." With a sigh, she stood from the couch and gathered her things, trying her best not to look too defeated as she made her way towards the door. As she reached for the doorknob, however, she hesitated, turning back to face Raitz one last time.

Her expression was unreadable; part defiance, part pleading. "I'll... I'll see you around, okay?" Her voice cracked slightly on the words, betraying the emotional turmoil within her. Before he could respond, Kara disappeared into the night, leaving behind nothing but the faint scent of cheap perfume and unspoken longing.

Kara paused at the sound of Raitz's voice, her hand still on the doorknob. She turned to face him again, biting her lower lip as she struggled with the conflicting emotions within her. For a moment, they stood there in silence, gazes locked, hearts racing. The air between them was thick with unspoken desire and lingering regret.

"Raitz...," she whispered, her voice hoarse from unshed tears. "I don't know what to do..." She took a shaky step back towards him, helplessly drawn in by the pull of their connection despite everything.

"Kara," Raitz breathed her name like a prayer, his eyes hungry with need as he stared at her lips. Without another word, he lunged forward and crushed her to him in an intense embrace, his mouth claiming hers roughly as she moaned into the kiss. Her body arched against his, seeking closeness even as her mind screamed for them to stop.

Their tongues tangled and danced, teeth clicking and throats groaning in pleasure as their need for each other threatened to consume them both. Kara wrapped her legs around Raitz's waist, urging him closer still, as if she could absorb every ounce of his heat into her own cold heart.

Time seemed to stand still as they were lost in the sensation, oblivious to everything else but each other. Their hands roamed freely over exposed skin, tracing lines and curves until fingers found hot, wet entrance. Kara cried out into Raitz's mouth as he penetrated her roughly, claiming her body as his own once more.

Their bodies moved together in perfect rhythm, breaths labored and ragged, skin

As if possessed by some ancient instinct, Kara grunted and arched her back into Raitz's thrusts. Her hips met his each time with a slapping sound that filled the room, and her nails clawed at his shoulders as she sought more friction against his skin. "Fuck," she groaned out, her voice raw from the desperation building up inside of her. She didn't care about Jack anymore; all she could think about was this moment, this connection with Raitz.

Her body trembled as pleasure consumed her, and with a shuddering cry, she came apart beneath him, her muscles tensing uncontrollably around his cock. His name tore from her lips in an echo of the passion that engulfed them both, and for a moment it was as if the world around them had ceased to exist.

As her orgasm began to wane, Kara collapsed against Raitz's chest, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tried to regain control of herself. For the first time in what felt like forever, she felt truly alive, and with a contented sigh, she wrapped her arms around him, wishing that they could stay like this forever.

Kara gave a small shake of her head, lips pressed tightly together as she fought back the urge to cry. "It's okay...," she managed to choke out between raspy breaths, stroking Raitz's arm in what she hoped was a reassuring manner. Truthfully, though, it didn't matter anymore whether Jack found out about this or not; the damage had already been done. The only thing that mattered now was the warmth of Raitz's body and the taste of him on her lips.

As they stood there together in silence, wrapped up in each other's arms, Kara couldn't help but wonder how much longer this could go on before someone got hurt again... or worse. But for now, she would just bask in the sweet oblivion of their stolen moments and hope that somehow, someway, they could find a way to make it through this together.

She sniffed, tears threatening to spill over. "Yeah...we can keep it between us...for now..." Her voice trailed off as she closed her eyes, willing herself not to think about the consequences of their actions any further. For tonight, at least, they could pretend everything was alright and find some semblance of happiness in each other's company. But eventually, reality would set in once more, and they'd have to face the ugly truth. Kara didn't know if Raitz was ready for that yet; all she could do was take it one day at a time and hope that somehow, they would both survive this mess they had created together.

She smiled weakly, nuzzling her face into his shoulder. "I'll...think about it," she said softly, knowing full well that there was no other choice for her in the end. Jack wasn't satisfying her anymore; he couldn't give her what she needed and deserved. And as much as she cared about him and didn't want to hurt him, deep down she knew that staying with him would only make things worse. Maybe, just maybe, there was still some hope for happiness with Raitz... or at least the semblance of it that they had created tonight. She closed her eyes, savoring the feel of his strong arms wrapped around her and the rhythm of their breathing slowly syncing together once more.