Of course.

[he turns over the image, a sketch of sudoh that is almost wanton in how thirsty he looks. his blush is obvious, his lips parted slightly, and his eyes half-lidded. the blush travels down from his cheeks to his neck, disappearing under the pelt. there's a rose sketched in the corner, as well]

I want to frame it with roses, even if they are somewhat cliché.