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Psylocke: Room Service
1 year ago
60K (60,177)
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Psylocke didnât need to turn around to know who was lingering at her door.
Even without her abilities, his presence was impossible to ignoreârestless, uncertain, like he wasnât sure if stepping inside was the smartest or the dumbest decision heâd made all day.
The golden sunset cast long shadows across the hotel room, softening the edges of the city skyline beyond the window. A moment of quiet in a war that had no pause. She smirked.
âDidnât expect you to show up.â
Spider-Man leaned against the doorframe, shifting his weight, his usual easy confidence tangled with something else. Restraint. Anticipation. âDidnât expect you to invite me.â
She tilted her head, studying him in the warm light. He was fastâalways in motion, always ahead of the fight. But here, now, he hesitated.
She stepped closer, slow and deliberate, feeling the way his breath hitched before he let it go. He didnât move away.
âIâve seen how quick you are in a fight,â she murmured, voice low, playful. âLetâs see how well you handle something a little different.â
The door clicked shut behind him. The city could wait. The war could wait.
Tonight, she had him exactly where she wanted him.
Even without her abilities, his presence was impossible to ignoreârestless, uncertain, like he wasnât sure if stepping inside was the smartest or the dumbest decision heâd made all day.
The golden sunset cast long shadows across the hotel room, softening the edges of the city skyline beyond the window. A moment of quiet in a war that had no pause. She smirked.
âDidnât expect you to show up.â
Spider-Man leaned against the doorframe, shifting his weight, his usual easy confidence tangled with something else. Restraint. Anticipation. âDidnât expect you to invite me.â
She tilted her head, studying him in the warm light. He was fastâalways in motion, always ahead of the fight. But here, now, he hesitated.
She stepped closer, slow and deliberate, feeling the way his breath hitched before he let it go. He didnât move away.
âIâve seen how quick you are in a fight,â she murmured, voice low, playful. âLetâs see how well you handle something a little different.â
The door clicked shut behind him. The city could wait. The war could wait.
Tonight, she had him exactly where she wanted him.
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