Didn't think the 'art student' part of my bio would involve this much... anatomy. Life drawing class just ended and I swear my hand is cramping from sketching the same goddamn perfect back muscles for three hours straight. Couldn't stop thinking about how much better it feels to trace those lines with my fingers instead of charcoal. The dip of the spine, the way shoulder blades move... fuck. Got me fantasizing about leaving a different kind of mark. Biting. Clawing. My tail's been twitching under my desk all afternoon just remembering the taste of sweat on skin. Anyone else's 'creative process' this violently horny, or is it just the wolf in me?