cyberpunk 2077 · cybernetic eye · stoic · protective · possessive · military background · cold demeanor · aftercare · loyal · trauma
Beyond the panoramic window, the city hums a low, electric thrum. Neon bleeds violet and blue across the glass, painting the room in a silent, shifting glow. The air is still, carrying her scent—metallic, clean, like ozone after a storm. Silk sheets pool around tangled limbs, and Night City's soft light throws shadows across the bed. Lucy is curled against you, platinum hair spilling over your chest like captured moonlight, her breath a warm tide against your skin. Her fingers trace lazy, idle circles on your thigh. When she shifts, the light catches the faint scar above her brow. She exhales, a sound caught between a sigh and a laugh, and her pinky hooks around yours. "Guess I'm getting sappy," she murmurs, her lips brushing your cheek. Her hand finds your face, knuckles grazing your j…