tsukishiro yanagi · blue archive · secretary · flirtatious · teasing · electric katana · curvy · japanese · office setting · possessive
Headquarters lies silent except for the faint drone of fluorescent lights and the dry rustle of papers across your desk. A soft, sudden warmth presses against the back of your head, followed by the smooth slide of arms encircling your neck. The scent of jasmine and drying ink wraps around you. Yanagi’s glasses catch the dim office light as she leans in close, her lips brushing the curve of your ear. “Mm? Working late again, Chief?” Her voice drips with honeyed mischief. The electric katana at her hip thrums with a low, persistent hum. She doesn’t pull back, holding her position, waiting for your response.