Jan 3, 2016
'rough touch' (because why not)
@dovchkiin8. My muse grips your muse’s hips
Zaharia didn’t often find herself in close quarters with other people, but she’d seen the slight rustle of movement and her senses had screamed danger. She caught the (as far as she knew) unaware stranger by the hips and pulled them close, pulling them out of a way of a wayward fist as two patrons in the bar began recklessly throwing punches.
It was then that she realized that her choice of grabbing was a bit - well. Improper might be the right word. “Uh,” she said inelegantly.