Five Balls In One Hole

Nina's breath slowed as she let the sphere settle deeply within her once more, her body trembling but steady. The warmth of Kafka's hand on her back satiated her, his presence a quiet reassurance that she wasn't alone in this vulnerable, intimate moment.

"You're remarkable, Nina...You truly are for what you just showed me." He said softly, his voice carrying a weight that made her heart flutter. "But I think we can go a little further, don't you?"

She turned her head slightly, her gaze meeting his, her cheeks flushed with a mix of nervousness and excitement. The steel ball inside her felt impossibly vivid—a constant reminder of how deeply she trusted him—but the idea of going further sent a flicker of anticipation through her chest.

"More?" She whispered, her voice trembling with equal parts hesitation and curiosity.