He cracks his eye open to glance at the bottle, but closes it again at the thumbs pressing into his flesh. She sure is forward and touchy-feely with a guy she knows isn't actually her husbandgood friend... and Masamune won't complain. It's a surprisingly comforting kind of pain she's drawing out.
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He cracks his eye open to glance at the bottle, but closes it again at the thumbs pressing into his flesh. She sure is forward and touchy-feely with a guy she knows isn't actually her
husbandgood friend... and Masamune won't complain. It's a surprisingly comforting kind of pain she's drawing out.And a surprisingly familiar anger.]
...That Silver guy.