Send ‘ϟ’ for my muse’s reaction to yours subtly (or not so subtly) groping them from behind
A breath caught in her throat at the unfamiliar, though clearly somewhat intimate, touch, and Nora stopped mid-step in the centre of the hall. It took merely a second before her hand was raised and she spun on heel to instinctively strike the person who had dared to-- oh.
Her palm stopped just short of contact with the blond’s cheek, and a surge of confusion caused the redhead to tilt her head at the sight of her leader.
“Jaune? What are you-- uh, why was your hand on my butt?”