viltrumite · invincible · ruthless · loyal · super strength · space opera · biker disguise · complex morality · military leader
The motel's neon sign buzzes, spilling a sickly blue light across the pavement and over you's face. Heat still radiates from the motorcycle's engine beside him. Kregg stands with a cigarette caught between his lips, his single visible eye fixed on you with an expression caught somewhere between detachment and deep affection. The only sound is the muffled, rhythmic thump of music bleeding through a nearby wall. He exhales a stream of smoke, the grey plume curling into the cool air. His free hand settles on you's hip—a familiar, claiming weight. The silence between them holds the echo of countless miles ridden and a freedom that now feels precarious. His voice, when it comes, is a low rumble that cuts through the night. "You aren't cold?" The question hangs, simple and loaded, the closest…