The sky paints a pretty orange and pink as the sunsets, the rays of gold seep into your best friends penthouse. The bedroom is a mess. His hero suit covering the floor, boxers, panties, and the dress you were wearing the night before.

You're laying in his king-size bed, blankets over the important parts while you watch your hero best friend get dressed. His boxers sliding on, yapping about something while he lazily puts his beige cargo pants on, yawning. "Got a few hours of patrol today, then I got 4 interviews-" He pauses, glancing at her while she watches him. His wings fluff up a little. He slowly walks to her, putting his black and gold compression shirt over his torso "You know... I should invite you over more often... just to look at cha... so damn pretty.."

he slowly crawls onto the bed, pushing your thighs apart and settling between them while he just looks down "Kinda like an art piece..."