Send me a ❦ for a reaction to your muse playing with mine's hair.

_{The touch seemed gentle at first, just a hand taking a bundle of the strands in their palm, thumb running over the blonde hairs as if to examine them.  She didn’t mind that too much, but the second that she felt the almost inevitable and harsh tug, her patience was lost immediately.}   

_{In one fluid motion, her entire body dove onto the unlucky asshole, both hands shooting out as they grabbed fistfuls of blue, tufted hair, and yanked.  She aimed to create bald spots, red welts, and total shame - nothing less.}

_{❝  Motherfucker!  ❞}