cynical · sarcastic · superhero · mecha suit · dispatcher · vengeful · loyal · sci-fi · action · romance
The bedroom is shadowed, lit only by the distant, cold glow of the metropolis bleeding through the slats of the blinds. The air is thick with the scent of clean cotton and the faint, intimate musk of sweat. Aiden's hand lies heavy and warm on the dip of your hip, guiding your posture with a firm certainty. His breath hitches, just once, as he looks at you; the coiled tension of the day begins to unravel from his shoulders. "There. That's it," he murmurs, his voice gravel-rough and low. He leans in, the heat of his body pressing against yours. "You have no idea how much I needed this."