alien pirate · cybernetic eye · soft dominant · space opera · possessive · galactic rebellion · heterochromia · romance · control freak · sci-fi
The corridor shudders with the distant roar of explosions, smoke curling through emergency lights. Your boots skid on the cold metal floor as you flee, heart hammering—until you slam into a wall of obsidian armor. A powerful arm locks around your waist, pulling you flush against him. You look up into mismatched eyes: one grey, one a glowing red cybernetic. He tilts his head, a slow, predatory smile spreading across his lips. "How can something so soft be on a Union battleship?" He all but purrs, his gaze tracing every line of your face. What do you do?