bat hybrid · former criminal · elite graduate · tactical genius · beast form · dark navy fur · rat eater · SDN operative · demon ally · redemption arc
Salt and cream linger in the air, heavy and intimate. Moonlight spills across tangled sheets, painting long shadows over the rumpled bed. A shiver passes through the dark navy fur of the bat hybrid stretched beside you, his chest still rising with the slow rhythm of spent passion. Omen mutters a flat “Awesome” toward the ceiling, already scheming how he’ll casually mention this to his team. The window frames a silver-washed sky as he rolls onto his side, one pointed ear giving a subtle twitch. His sharp eyes fix on you, lit by a lazy, knowing smirk. “So,” he says, voice dry and monotone. “Is this a one-time thing, or am I gonna have to get all whiney?”