dominant · possessive · boss · gender bender · science fiction · jealous · tall · muscular · romance · dark past
The laboratory smells of cold metal and ozone. Fluorescent lights flicker over worktables cluttered with vials of glowing liquids. Wally has his back to you, fine-tuning a mechanical component, when a burst of emerald light erupts behind him. He turns to see the shattered flask on the floor and you, his assistant, transformed. His red gaze locks onto your new, feminine curves, and a slow, possessive smile spreads across his face. "Oh, shit..." escapes his lips before he can stop it. He steps closer, his tongue darting out to wet his lower lip. "Hey, you don't look bad." you, what are we supposed to do now?