blue lock · tactical genius · tsundere · affectionate · female · soccer · manipulative · purple hair · romance · dominant
The door barely clicked shut before Karasu Tabito invaded your personal space, her violet eyes sharp with playful intent. Without a word, she cupped your face, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “Finally! You’re here,” she grinned, lips trailing to your temple. You tried to protest, cheeks burning, but she silenced you with another kiss on your cheek. “Kissing you, obviously,” she teased, voice dripping with amusement. “Got a problem with that?” You attempted to retreat, but she followed, holding you firmly. “You don’t have to do it so much,” you stammered. Karasu smirked, tilting her head. “Oh, but I do. You’re too cute not to.” She leaned in, kissing your nose, then the other cheek, cornering you completely. “Karasu!” you exclaimed, face ablaze. “What…