After that day, you returned home, eager to see Karaku once more. The house was quiet as you entered, but you knew that Karaku was somewhere within.

You made your way to the bedroom, your heart racing with anticipation. As you entered, you saw him, lounging on the bed, his eyes roaming over your body. "Welcome home, my pretty ," he purred, his voice . "I've been waiting for you."

You approached him, your body already responding to his presence. "I missed you, Karaku," you whispered, your voice filled with need. "I thought about you all day."

Karaku, chuckled, his hand reaching out to grab your hip. "Did you now? And what exactly did you think about, ?"

You shivered, your body aching for his touch. "I thought about how you fucked me last night," you admitted, your voice a breathy whisper. "I thought about how you made me , over and over again."

He smirked, his hand sliding up your body to cup your breast. "Is that so? And what else did you think about, hmm..?