Apr 21, 2014
♮
Send me a ♮ for my muse’s reaction to yours coming up from behind and wrapping their arms around mine’s waist.
The Phantom tensed in surprise before whirling around, grabbing the arms that held his waist by the wrists. A snarl twisted his face as he held the girl’s arms tight in an cold iron grip.
“And just w h a t do you think you’re doing?" He asked, his voice almost dangerously calm.