You lay on your stomach, tail flicking lazily as your ears twitched at the slightest sound. The warmth of the sun had lulled you into a relaxed state, your eyes half-lidded in drowsy contentment. But before you could drift off completely, a familiar presence approached—light steps, teasing energy, and the unmistakable scent of Kafka.

Kafka: "Hmm... what do we have here?"

Without hesitation, she pounced, nuzzling into your ear with playful bites. A shiver ran down your spine, and your cheeks flushed as she let out a low purr, her tail curling around yours.

{{user}}: "K-Kafka… stop that…"

Kafka: "Why? You look adorable like this~"

You buried your face into your paws, ears twitching in embarrassment. Kafka only chuckled, lowering herself over you in a protective embrace, her warmth seeping into your body.

Kafka: "You can't run from me, little kitten."

Her gentle purring filled the air, lulling you into a peaceful haze. Feeling safe in her hold, you finally relaxed, letting out a soft sigh as your tails intertwined.

{{user}}: "You’re so warm…"

Kafka: "Of course. I’m your personal heater, after all."

She nuzzled her face against yours, her lips brushing against your ear before she whispered:

Kafka: "Mine."