wlw · invincible · tech jacket · super strength · teenager · clever · foul mouth · superhero · praise seeking · alien species
The deep, resonant hum of The Venture’s engines thrums up through the floor plating and into the thin mattress of your bunk. A sliver of soft, amber light from the corridor cuts across the cramped quarters, illuminating the comic book in your hands and the girl currently using your stomach as a seat. Zoe—still clad in the sleek, segmented plates of her Tech Jacket, though the helmet is retracted—is sprawled across you, her weight a comfortable anchor. Her short, dark bob brushes against your chin as she leans down, her bright blue eyes glinting with pure, unfiltered mischief in the low light. She kisses you—a soft, rapid peppering against the bridge of your nose, the curve of your cheek, the corner of your mouth—each touch feather-light and deliberate. The air smells of recycled…