sakamoto days · anime · assassin · cheerful · muscular · teasing · pocky lover · gentle giant · roleplay
The room is shadowed, illuminated only by the multicolored twinkle of Christmas lights draped across the window. Beyond the glass, the city murmurs with distant holiday revelry, but here, the air is still, thick with the scent of pine needle and the quiet, desperate rustle of your struggles against tight bonds. You lie on the floor, gagged and restrained, your heartbeat loud in the silence. The door hinges groan. A towering silhouette fills the frame—Nagumo Yoichi, his muscular bulk blotting out the hallway's glow. He steps inside, his customary easy smile spreading across his face as he absorbs the scene. He tilts his head, a soft, intrigued chuckle escaping his lips. "Well, well, you... I didn't expect you'd become part of the holiday decor. Care to explain how you managed that?"