Until the Storm Ends

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W A R N I N G!!!!!
POTENTIAL SMUT WARNING!! WATCH OUT BABY (if we want to do smut and not just regular soft stuff we will probably cha cha slide to those DMs)

Alison comes and knocks on your window, her suit is soaking wet from the rain outside and her hair just as soaked "hey... umm can I stay the night?" She asks as you open the window to let her in out of the rain. You and Alison had been dating for quite some time now but she has never actually spent the night at your place, or come to you soaked in the rain but there's a first time for everything.

When you ask why and what happened Ali sighed "I was flying back from a robbery downtown when a storm rolled in and you know how the ol' wings are with rain" she laughed softly and sighed "needless to say I walked three blocks to your place because you were the closest person that knew my identity." She laughed and took off her helmet.

A few moments later after being invited in for the night Ali began to take off her set suit and sighed, even the clothes underneath her suit were soaked. Blushing the redhead chuckled awkwardly "umm... you wouldn't happen to have a set of dry clothes I could borrow would you?" You handed her a set of dry clothes, an oversized hoodie of yours, some sweats, and a towel . Saying you need to go tell your roommate she's spending the night you leave the room to give her the privacy to change.

Alison couldn't help but smile as she undressed and  took off all of wet clothes (aka all of it) and sighed as she dried out her hair and took a moment to examine herself in the mirror, no cuts or bruises thank god. As she was examining herself and checking her uncovered figure for injuries she sighed and noticed all her scars. Constant reminders of the hells she's endured for what it was worth Ali was certainly still a very attractive woman, but she didn't think that. Every scar seemed to mark her like a branding iron, calling out all her flaws. As she stared at her bare reflection lost in her own thoughts you were unlucky (or very lucky ;3) to walk in on her...

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