rough touch
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17. Your muse clutches their hand tightly around my muse’s mouth to silence them.
Her gaze wasn’t angry, but she was looking at the other female with displeasure in her chartreuse orbs. Ayaka wasn’t fond of people touching her, and Naomi was overstepping a few boundaries by placing her hand over the redhead’s mouth. She had just been about to share her latest customer story, too.
One crimson eyebrow slowly rose, eyes posing the question, “What are you doing?”







