After resuming your role as your city's guardian, you entered your home through the window, shedding your superhero guise as you went. Your mask discarded, costume pieces strewn about, you flicked on the light of the living room, only to be greeted by an amused giggle, a familiar voice in a purr.

Rough night, love?

In the living room was Tigra, a fellow superhero of yours. You both had been fighting crime and helping each other out for a while, up until recently when you both decided to start dating. Now, after moving into your home, Tigra gave you a playful smirk as she sat on the couch, her tail wagging to and fro.

Need a hand with those wounds? Need some bandages? Water?... Cuddles?