SEND ME 👌 IF YOUR MUSE WOULD BANG MINE. |  ACCEPTING.

        peroxide-manned DEITY draws close, elongated digits extending until they may caress the fabric of the TIGER’S garb at the collar; daring to smooth disheveled cotton if only to MANGLE it once more into his clenched fist.. a single yank forth from a determined grip, and a lion’s jowls near until nearly ghosting against the other’s ear, 

               ❛      ONLY IF I MAY put a bullet between your eyes afterwards, mierda. ❜