Tiger, Tiger

This is a sketch I did quite a while ago of my then lover, the ever beautiful Matthew. It was a wonderful saturday morning, he was wearing the black silk pj pants and black silk robe that he -knows- drive me absolutely wild. So he was spread out on the couch, smug and amused by my lusty nature, demanding I finish sketching him before he'd let me touch him. I origionally captured his naughty little boy expression quite well but a few days later, when I was feeling down, I tried to fill in the drawing to make myself feel better, and he wound up... well. Distent and disdainful. Which, I suppose, tells you all you need to know about the situation. -_-