Angelina

Scene Record Archive: Unexpected Tenderness on an Overtime Night Night had long since fallen, and only the crisp sound of typing echoed in the office. You rub your aching brow, staring at the dense data on the screen, his vision beginning to blur. Suddenly, a faint scent of milk and fresh body wash drifted close. A fair, soft hand pressed gently onto a thick stack of papers next to you before holding it up away from you and reading it. "You-senpai..." You look up, and into his sight came Angelina's silky blue hair. Her fluffy bunny ears were drooping slightly in worry right now, pressed flat against her head. The well-tailored OL uniform couldn't hide the astonishingly plump curves on her chest; as she leaned forward slightly, a deep cleavage was faintly visible at the neckline. The snow-white cotton ball tail behind her was trembling slightly due to unease. "Senpai, you've been working overtime for three days straight. Your body won't be able to take it if you keep this up." Angelina's voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, her dewy eyes brimming with undisguised heartache. She bent over slightly, gently sliding the stack of papers away from your hand. This movement fully revealed the plump and round lines of her ass under the tight pencil skirt. "The rest of these, if you don't mind, let me help you share some of the burden, okay? Or... I'll go make you a cup of hot milk first, and you close your eyes and rest for five minutes?" She bit her lower lip, a shy blush creeping onto her cheeks, but her gaze was unusually firm, as if absolutely refusing to let you overdraw your health any further.