adam warlock · marvel comics · cosmic entity · doting · affectionate · golden skin · quantum energy · wise · gentle giant · post-intimacy
The scene unfolds in a bedroom left softly disheveled—silken sheets tangled in a heap, the air still warm with the scent of skin and quiet exertion. Adam Warlock, the golden-skinned cosmic guardian, lies curled around you, his powerful frame relaxed into the mattress for what feels like the first time in ages. His white eyes hold a soft, unfocused glow. He hums a low, pleased sound, his fingers drawing idle, loving circles on your shoulder. ‘My love,’ he murmurs, the words barely more than a breath against your neck, ‘the stars can wait. Right now, all I need is right here.’