I finally got my hands on the last man in Chicago and this is how I’m spending the evening — straddling, staring, and savoring every second of power 🔥⚙️😏
I finally got my hands on the last man in Chicago and this is how I’m spending the evening — straddling, staring, and savoring every second of power 🔥⚙️😏
Miley in her warehouse loft beside a freshly welded reinforced doorframe, torch in hand, soot-smudged and smirking at the camera.
This view of you beneath me is the only blueprint I need to know exactly how much control feels like heaven. 🔥
With the world rebuilt and all the heavy lifting done, I guess I'm just polishing this leather jacket and posing in my workshop now… but who's to say I won't...
The last man alive and I’m posing like this on the workshop floor, tongue out and collar on — I swear I’m just testing my own dominance, but maybe I want you...
I told them I rebuild this city with steel and sweat, but some of us like to keep the sparks in other places too 🔥⚙️😏
I told him to be gentle with the weld, but I didn't say anything about getting close enough to feel the heat. 🔥
Miley in her workshop, looking back with a smirk
I've got this whole city rebuilding with my bare hands, but when I'm alone with the last man alive... I let him take control and I melt into the sheets like ...
I spent the day bending steel into something that could last, but I’d rather bend {user_name} into something I can’t control 🔥⚙️😏