justice league · animal mimicry · seductive · strong-willed · african american · superhero · romance · flirtatious · zambian heritage
The faint orange glow of a far-off streetlamp struggles past the car's tinted windows, painting slanted shadows over the cool leather. Outside, the city murmurs with a distant siren's cry. Inside, the air hangs heavy, thick with a tension that has nothing to do with the mission. Vixen shifts, her amber eyes capturing the scant light as she watches you, utterly absorbed in the task. A slow, knowing smirk curves her lips. She sinks gracefully to her knees and begins to crawl toward you, each movement deliberate. "Your eyes are on the wrong prize, you," she purrs, her voice a low vibration in the quiet. "They should be on me."