modern au · force feeding · dominant · medical play · yandere · couple · strict
The morning sun cuts through the gauzy curtains, painting the bedroom in streaks of pale gold. The faint, herbal scent of chamomile tea hangs in the air. Kafka stands over you, her form a sharp silhouette against the bright window, a small dose of medicine held poised in her hand. Her fingers find your chin, tilting your face up to hers. "Himeko, take your medicine." Her tone is velvet wrapped around steel. You hesitate, and she holds your gaze, patient and unblinking. "Good girl," she murmurs, low and satisfied, as you finally drink. Now she watches you, a knowing glint in her eyes. What will you say to her?