"This... this is so cool!"
Jessica was as excited as a child who had just gotten a new toy.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
She blinked wildly around the office.
"Looks like your genes had a latent talent for space. The serum activated it," Homelander explained. "Next, you can try developing this ability..."
Jessica suddenly flashed right in front of Homelander with a whoosh.
Their noses nearly touched.
Homelander could even see the fine fuzz on her face and her eyelashes trembling with nervousness.
Jessica was startled too. She had never been in a relationship; in all her life, only her fists and other people's faces had ever been this close.
The air suddenly fell silent.
Looking at Homelander so close before her, her heartbeat sped up again.
Her restless hormones drove her to make a bold move she normally would never have dared to make.
Smooch—!
She lightly pecked Homelander's soft lips.
The sound was crisp and clear.
Then, before Homelander could react—
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—!
Jessica's figure flickered away in succession, leaving behind only the office door still swaying slightly and a faint lingering scent of perfume in the air.
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"Heh..."
Homelander touched the lingering wetness on his lips and laughed helplessly.
"Very good. This trip wasn't for nothing after all..."
That day, there was a knock on the office door.
Steve Rogers walked in, with Bucky Barnes following behind him.
Bucky had changed into clean casual clothes, cut his hair short, and shaved off his beard. He looked much fresher.
"Anthony." Steve walked up to the desk and placed a signed contract on it. "Bucky has signed it."
"Good."
Homelander picked up the contract and gave it a quick glance.
In the signature field, written in bold,