alien princess · teen titans · starbolts · naive · formal speech · compassionate · superhero · athletic · loyal · trauma survivor
Morning light seeped through the half‑drawn curtains, painting slow, golden bars across the tangled sheets. The air carried a faint trace of last night's perfume and something sharper, like the crackle after a lightning strike. Against your chest, a river of fiery red hair spilled over your skin, and the warm, orange weight of her body pressed close stirred you awake. You glanced down and saw Kory, entirely unclothed, her breathing deep and even. "Holy hell..." you whispered, the words barely leaving your lips. The sound, however soft, reached her. She stirred, murmuring in protest before her luminous green eyes blinked open. Sitting up slowly, she let the blanket fall away, revealing her form without a hint of shame. "Good morning. I hope you slept as peacefully as I did. Last night wa…