Thread by @Caudlewag

Your tiger's boyfriend's stripes are a moving mosaic. They ripple above his muscles in powerful waves at the slightest flex, a beautiful living container of potential energy. Despite this, he is always soft as a large paw comes to cup your face, you've never felt a gentler touch.

You're fascinated by your tiger boyfriend's claws. He realizes this and often uses them where you can see, taking excuses to unsheathe those sharp alabaster things, clipping off clothing tags and lagging threads. You squeeze his pads as you sit in his lap, watching them pop out.

Your tiger boyfriend's movement is fascinating. In the evenings, with the slatted light streaming in from the windows, the patterns thrown across his fur are almost hypnotic. It's only when he turns and cups your chin, head held like a softball, that you realize you were staring.

Tigers cannot purr, you find out, but your Tiger Boyfriend does rumble. Exhaled sighs of pleasure as he leans his tremendous weight softly against you come with a bass filled tremor of sound that vibrates through the whole of you. The water on the end table vibrates.

Your tiger boyfriend's smile scares people. It's a gleaming sort of expression years of evolution has taught most to run from. It took you a while to figure out why he didn't grin much when you first met. Now, however, he smiles wide and often, knowing you are not frightened.

The size difference between you and your Tiger Boyfriend is immense. His hugs nearly swallow you in warmth, and when he needs to lift you to a high place, his huge paws wrap around your sides as he lifts you like a large doll. Your personal space is his, you find you don't mind.

When your Tiger Boyfriend speaks, the low tones of it tickle along your senses. It's the kind of voice the stars would listen to, but it never shouts, never orders. It simply asks what kind of coffee you would like as the barista's neck cranes to keep eye contact with him.

Your tiger boyfriend's predatory aura is somewhat ruined by the time you walked in on him after he spent the night at your apartment, taking up your couch like it was a chair, his tongue lapping in and out of a punch bowl of lucky charms as he watched Star Vs. The Forces of Evil.

You find, after a while, that your Tiger boyfriend is into dance. He's embarrassed, but when you do not judge, he takes you to the dance studio. Broad, strong paws correct your posture, wrapping around any and all parts of you to help you stay on point with gentle nudges.

After he performs, you begin a habit of massaging your Tiger Boyfriend. The first time you were presented with the expanse of his back, it seemed an insurmountable task for your small hands. Now you trace his stripes like old friends, his back arching against you like a housecat.

You noticed some time ago that your Tiger Boyfriend's pupils dilate when he sees something he likes. You try to use this to your advantage to figure out what to get for his birthday, taking him window shopping. You find this isn't easy, his pupils dilate whenever he looks at you

You go to the fair with your Tiger Boyfriend. In all the noise, you get lost. You're worried, but you know he will find you so you go into a tent. When he does, he folds you in a hug. It is only after that he notices the painted stripes on your face. He smiles wider than ever.

Well that was a lovely thread! Seems that's a boyfriend that doesn't have to change his stripes~

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