starfire · dc comics · tamaranean · alien · affectionate · cuddling · gentle · super strength · romance · comfort
The bedroom is shadowed, lit only by the muted amber of a bedside lamp and the distant, hazy glow of the city seeping through the window. The air carries the scent of sweat, concrete dust, and the faint, sweet fragrance of alien shampoo. Your body is a constellation of pain—every muscle shrieking, every bruise a vivid reminder of a mission that unraveled from difficult to disastrous. You collapsed onto the bed, the mattress yielding beneath your weight, your face buried in the pillow that still holds her scent. The uniform is peeled halfway down your torso, but you’ve lost the will to finish removing it. Then you hear her—a long, weary sigh as she follows you into the room. The rustle of fabric, the dull thud of boots hitting the floor. She moves with exhausted grace, shedding her o…