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It all started with an announcement about a meteor shower. Pidge was extremely excited about it and had suggested to her roommates that they take the weekend off and camp out at her family friend’s farm to see it. Her friends weren’t sure if they should impose like that, but PIdge ensured it would be okay. They’d just need to do a little bit of farm work as thanks. She and her brother had apparently been doing that for years.
Granted, it didn’t take much convincing for her friends to agree. Hunk had always been interested in the stars and so had Lance. Though his interests were more set in the fantastical sci-fi aspects of what space could offer. He was ready for aliens and laser guns and all that cool stuff. Space sparked his imagination.
So the trio drove into the small country town. There was hardly anything around, just a few local shops and a gas station next to a mechanic's place. They stopped there to stock up on drinks and junk food for the night. After that they kept driving and eventually pulled up to a farm. An older woman was happily waiting for them. Pidge jumped out of the car and happily hugged them tightly. “I missed you so much Ryner!”
Ryner chuckled and hugged back. “I missed you too. How is your family?”
“We’re all doing good. Oh, these are my friends, Hunk and Lance.” She gestured to the boys.
Lance waved and Hunk did the same. “It’s nice to meet you Miss Ryner.” Said Hunk. “I really hope we aren’t imposing or anything?”
Ryner chuckled and shook their head. “Not at all. There’s a hill out the back in the middle of the wheat field you three can set your tents up on. It’s flat on top so you can set up your tents without any problem. I’ve already gone ahead and made you all some lunch.”
“Aw, you didn’t have to do that.” Said Pidge. “We can fend for ourselves.”
Ryner shook their head. “Don’t worry about it. It’s been awhile since I’ve cooked for so many people. Hope you two are as ravenous as the rest of the Holts. I made shepherd's pie and apple crumble.”
As college students the trio were suckers for food. They ate, set their tents up on the hill in the wheat field, and spent the rest of the day helping Ryner around her farm. She was a wheat farmer with a few chickens and ducks, so they didn’t have to do too much in the way of looking after the animals. Hunk helped Ryner cook dinner while Pidge made sure all their equipment was set up properly for the night. Lance mainly helped with the tents.
After dinner the trio parted ways with Ryner and went up to their tents and settled in for the night. Pidge was manning the telescope and writing things down in her notebook while Hunk sat beside her with an astrology book.
Lance was laying behind them, looking up at the night sky. “... Think that there are any hot space babes out there? Like, the kind that just looks damn sexy and wants to bone a human?”
Pidge rolled her eyes. “Considering the number of different sexes on Earth we might be the only planet in the galaxy with what you consider female. There could be planets were seahorse reproduction is the norm. Or slug sex.”
Lance shuddered at the thought. “To be honest, while I still hate you for sending that video to me, it was kind of interesting in a; huh, interesting, I hate it and hope the sender of this message gets a really bad hangnail.”
Pidge rolled her eyes again and threw a packet of cookies at him. “Shut up numbnuts. Pretty sure if any alien came to earth they wouldn’t be interested in sex with you… Might anal probe you then dumb you back on earth when you inevitably say something stupid, like; harder.”
Lance couldn’t help but gasp. “Excuse me? I am the very definition of a perfect human specimen!”
“Didn’t you get your appendix removed?” Asked Hunk. “And your tonsils?”
“... That are garbage parts anyway.” Muttered Lance.
“An alien would put you in a zoo.” Said Pidge. “You’re weird enough and you’d just love to get pampered by people like a pet.”
Lance pouted and sat up. “You’re so mean Pidge. I’d make an awesome pet and you know it.”
“You’re stupid. You know that right?” Asked Pidge.
Lance just sighed heavily and lied back down just in time to see the first meteor fly by. “Oh shit guys! It’s started! It’s started!”
His friends looked up and they sat in awe as the meteor’s streaked across the sky. It was beautiful. For all of Lance’s talk of space babes, he really did like space. It was so vast and amazing. There was a realm of endless possibilities out there. There could be eintier species out there that have intergalactic governments and doing interplanetary trades every day like it was nothing. It would be awesome to be a part of that. Probably wouldn’t happen in his life time though.
The trio stayed up for hours laying on their backs as they watched the meteor shower for a few hours before Pidge put away her telescope and yawned. “Well, I’m beat…”
“It’s only ten.” Said Hunk.
Pidge shrugged. “I’ve been trying to get my sleep pattern back in order. Oh, by the way you dorks, you can pee down the side of the hill if you need to, but if you need to take a dumb there is an outhouse near the chicken coop. I know it’s far away, but just do it you assholes. I’m talking to you Lance.”
Lance let out an indignant gasp as Pidge vanished into her tent. After about twenty minutes or so Hunk also called it a night and went into his tent. Lance was gonna turn in too, he just had to head to the outhouse first. He wasn’t a huge fan of running across the wheat field to get to it, but there were worse things. He grabbed his toiletry bag and headed over to the outhouse. He had some hand sanitizer he was going to use in there because not washing your hands after going to the bathroom was disgusting.
After Lance was done with his bathroom business he headed back to the hill when everything seemed to go eerily quiet. He couldn’t even hear crickets chirping. Suddenly a loud humming filled his ears and he looked up just in time to see a blinding light.
***
Lance stumbled fell over onto a surprisingly hard metal surface. He rubbed his eyes and had to blink a few times to get used to his new surroundings. He was in some black room lit up by purple lights next to him was some wheat and dirt from the farm, and on the other side of the room was a door and a control panel of some sort.
He was about to get up and try to figure out what the hell was going on when the doors automatically opened and a person that Lance could only describe as an alien walked in. Their skin was lilac and his hair, which looked a lot like a mullet was a dark indigo colour. They seemed to have cat ears and big, bright yellow eyes.
They were yawning and muttered a few things to themselves that sounded like a series of growls and popping joints. It took him a few seconds to notice Lance was in the room and he froze in shock. He seemed more surprised that Lance was there than Lance was.
“Grrrrrrark…” They hissed. Lance could only assume they were swearing. With lightning reflexes they jumped over to the console and slammed his hand down on something. Instantly a glass partition came down and quickly separated them. They then quickly started to type away at the console while talking to themselves.
Lance was freaking out at this point. “Oh shit! Fuck! Holy shit! What the fuck is going on?!”
“Grark!” Snapped the alien. “Grark! Rahark shargara! Grak cor noreverker Yurak. Gririkar gragrish to your studies Yurak. Fucking bullshit. I am meant to just be looking at their fucking diets. Why the fuck did this fucking piece of shit pick up a human? I was just meant to get a sample of wh-eet. Just that!”
Lance was shocked. This alien could speak english? “... Do you mean wheat?”
The alien jumped a little in surprise and then looked up around the room. “Oh, now the translator decides to work? Where the fuck were you a deca-phoeb ago? Stupid out dated piece of shit Galran junker… And now it’s pronounced wheat?!”
“... Okay? Um, you okay there buddy?” Asked Lance.
The alien glared at Lance for a moment before he just gave up and sighed. “Patience yields focus…” He muttered to himself. “Look, it’s not your fault. My ship is a piece of shit… I put in a request for one of the newer ones, but I think I pissed off one of my professors or something so they fucked me over…”
“... Um okay? And what were you meant to be doing?”
The alien sighed in defeat. “I’m writing a thesis about alien and Galran integrations and how we can theoretically coexist.”
Lance was kind of surprised to hear that. “So, you’re like a college student? You’re working on your thesis?”
The alien’s ears drooped and he nodded. “Yeah. I’ve been having nothing but trouble since the start because I’ve had to spend half my time trying to fix the retractor and the other half trying to reprogram the organic filter so it stops grabbing those weird fat things that make a moo noise.”
“Cow?”
“Yes. That.”
“I see… Well I’m Lance by the way.”
“Yurak… Yurak Kogane. Xenobiologist… Well, I would be if any of my fucking equipment worked!” He punched his console and hissed.
Lance nodded a little. He too could understand the frustrations of a college student. He too was one after all. “Fair enough… Um, could you possibly put me back where you found me?”
“It’ll take about three varga’s for this piece of shit to cool down enough for me to put you back.” Grumbled Yurak. He groaned and put his head in his hands. “I just wanted some wheat…”
“Totally understandable. Wheat does make up a fair bit of human food.” Said Lance. He put his hand on the glass and frowned slightly. “So um… Can I ask why this is all up like this?”
“Decontamination procedure.” Said Yurak. He hit a few buttons and something that looked like a showerhead appeared in Lance’s side of the room. “It’s perfectly harmless, but you might want to hold your breath and close your eyes.”
“Wait what?” Suddenly the room was filled with a thick white smoke and Lance quickly closed his eyes and stopped breathing. Seconds later the glass wall was removed and Yurak was standing in front of him, looking over him with a critical eye. “... Need something?”
“Male.” Muttered Yurak to himself. “Average height for a male of this species. Clear compleaction, no ridges, infections spots or scaring… A much more passive species… No talons either. Not a species made for fighting.”
“Okay, what the hell are you do- Argh?!” Lance’s question was cut short when Yurak shoved his thumbs into Lance’s mouth and pulled his lips back to look at his mouth.
“Taste buds. Normal. Teeth… Omnivorous species. Good amount of grinding teeth for seeds and bones. Canine’s are a little dull… Gums are very red. Another iron based circulatory system… I really should get as many samples as possible while I have a specimen here…”
Lance flailed and pushed Yurak away. “What the fuck are you doing? You can’t just stick your thumbs in people’s mouths! Also, humans don’t eat bones!”
“Fascinating… I’ll make a note of that.” They turned and walked out of the room.
Lance quickly followed them. “Hey! Where are you going?”
“I have to get my comms pad.” Said Yurak. “This is all vital research!”
Lance just nodded and watched him running around. The ship was pretty small. It didn’t seem to have many rooms. Maybe four or five rooms maximum? He wasn’t sure. Actually, why the hell wasn’t he freaking out right now? He’d just been abducted by a purple cat alien called Yurak… And Yurak seemed to be some kind of student at some alien university?
Yurak walked right into a door and made a frustrated noise. “Oh come on!” He slammed his hand of a palm reader about four or five times while quietly swearing to himself. “You stupid piece of shit! Fucking work!” The door opened slightly and Yurak growled in frustration. He slipped his hands between the doors and forced them open. “Fucking finally! This piece of shit is a fucking nightmare!”
They walked into a room that had a few samples of things from earth. He saw things like coke cans, some potatoes, an apple core and a shoe. That was interesting to say the least. Yurak picked up a flat, orange, see through rectangle and started running his fingers across it. He seemed to be quickly typing up something.
Lance pulled up a seat next to him and frowned a little. “So… What now?”
“Hmm?”
“Well, we apparently have some time before you can beam me back to earth. What do you want to do?”
“Well, I’d like to get a few samples, ask you some questions, and all that kind of stuff.” Said Yurak. “If you wouldn’t mind? It’ll be very boring otherwise…”
Lance shrugged. “Sure. Just a quick question though, are you guys going to invade and enslave humanity?”
Yura shook his head. “Not to my knowledge. Look, I’m just writing a paper to see if my people could potentially live on your planet puerly from a biological standpoint. I already know you have crazy systems of government and that’s something for a xenosociologist to look at.”
“Huh, alright.”
Lance answered Yurak’s questions about basic human biology. Things like how many hearts do humans have, a human’s average lifespan, what humans typically eat, and were there set sexes when it came to who was able to carry children.
That question kind of threw Lance a little because trangender and non binary people were a thing. “Um… Just in general we have males and females and females usually tend to have wombs which carry babies to full term.”
Yurak nodded and diligently made notes. “Huh… That’s so weird… But I guess that’s alien species for you.”
“Yeah… So how is that different from your species?” Asked lance.
“Oh, everyone in my species can carry a child to term.” Said Yurak. “We usually maintain what you might consider a male physique until impregnated. During the four phoebs our hormones kick in and we start to physically change to what you would consider a more female physique. After that we’ve given birth we pretty much stay physically female for the rest of our lives… But that’s not counting half galrans. Most half galrans tend to be female for some reason. Not too sure why.”
“Huh. Interesting.”
“Yeah… So what’s in that little bag you have strapped to your wrist?” Asked Yurak.
Lance looked down at the bag. He’d almost forgotten about it. “Oh, toiletry bag. It’s got toothpaste, toothbrush, hand sanitizer, some moisturizer…” He fumbled through the bad and found half a two tiny chocolate bars. “... And apparently my niece has been hiding her snacks in my stuff again.” He offered one to Yurak. “Want one?”
“... Yes.” Yurak took it out of Lance’s hand stared at the packaging with intensity. “... What is a niece?”
“The kid of one of my siblings?”
“Oh, a ver-kit. So then you would be a Krigardar?”
“... Uncle.”
“That’s what I said. Kirgardar.” Said Yurak. “Krigar, meaning childminder. Dar meaning male figure. Krigardar means a male relative that minds children. Is that not what an uncle is?”
“... Well I guess? But still, uncle sounds better. Less syllables.”
Yurak’s ears flattened against his head. “Uncle sounds stupid. Your words are stupid.”
“Says the purple cat called Yurak.” Said Lance. “How do you even spell that?”
“Okay, firstly I was named after one of the greatest warlords this side of the galaxy. Don’t insult the name. Secondly, what kind of name is Lance? That sounds made up.”
“Bullshit. Write your name down. How do you spell it?”
Yurak growled and quickly wrote in a texter on the desk. “Y U R A K.”
“... That spells Keith you complete trash panda.”
Yurak looked shocked for a moment before he death glared him. “I have no idea what a trash panda is, but I know you insulted me. That is how you spell Yurak in Galran.”
“Okay, firstly that is a K. Then you have the I E T H. K-E-I-T-H. Keith.”
“It does not spell Keith!” Snapped Yurak. “The grak and hess together make an ur sound and the ak at the end makes the Y a prominent sound. Put together it is Yurak. I can’t help it if some Galran symbols smashed together sound like stupid human words. Write your name down.”
Lance rolled his eyes and took the texter from Yurak, quickly writing down his name. “L A N C E. Lance.”
Yurak stared at it for a few seconds before he looked up at Lance with an unimpressed look. “That looks like the bastardised spelling for creevar. It’s a type of intestinal parasite that eats shit on my home planet.”
“What?!” Squawked Lance. The indignity of it all.
His shock made Yurak chuckle. “Just kidding. Your name looks like gibberish to me. Seems like humans are kind of a gullible species.”
Lance pouted and ate his chocolate. “Shut up and eat your snack.”
The alien’s ears wiggled slightly and turned their attention back to the chocolate. Lance watched Yurak turn it over and over in his hands as he studied the wrapper intently before he very carefully started to peel back the wrapper. The alien very carefully exposed some of the chocolate and sniffed it.
“Smells sweet…” He noted.
“Yeah.”
Yurak gave it a small lick and a little nibble. “... Humans really like sweet things don’t they?”
“Yeah, but we really shouldn’t be eating too much of it. Hence why my niece was hiding it away.” Said Lance. “So… How long until It can head back to earth anyway?”
“Still a fair bit of time.” Said Yurak. His ears twitched and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “... I still have a few more questions for you… Um, fuck where was I?” They quickly looked through their notes before finding their place. “Ah, right. Reproduction.”
“Just so we are clear, I only know the basic stuff.” Said Lance. “Sex education on my planet, well country in general, is not that good.”
“It’s fine.” Said Yurak. His ears started to droop some more and he pinched the bridge of his nose. “I… Something is wrong…” He looked down at the chocolate and put it into a weird looking contraption and hit some buttons.
“... What are you doing?” Asked Lance. “Are you allergic to it?”
“I might be. If I am I’ll synthesize something to cure me of whatever toxic bullshit you alien’s eat.”
Lance shrugged. “You probably should have scanned it before you tried it.”
“Well I didn’t know if you would get offended or not if I refused to eat it.” Said Yurak. “Some aliens are like that and go from friendly to extremely uncooperative if you don’t at least try their food.”
“Okay, I get that.”
Yurak nodded, began to fan himself with his hand and started panting a little. He did not look very good. Had Lance fucked up and caused the death of this rather cute looking alien? Wait, since when did he think Yurak was cute? No, this was bad. Yurak was probably sick.
The machine the chocolate was placed inside pinged and displayed a bunch of Galran words. Yurak quickly looked through the words and muttered to himself. Suddenly he made a distressed sound as his ears pinned down against his head. “Theobromine…”
“Theo what now?” It sounded familiar but Lance couldn’t quite put his finger on it
“Theobromine you asshole!” Snapped Yurak as he continued to shift uncomfortable. “It’s a molecule that’s a… That’s… Fuck…” His ears drooped as he whimpered a little. “To my species it’s a very, very potent aphrodisiac… It’s a controlled substance on my planet and only ever given to couples wanting to conceive children but are having difficulty syncing their ovulation cycles… Thanks for nothing asshole…”
Suddenly Lance remembered. “Chocolate… Holy shit, your species gets super horny from chocolate? That’s like, one of the most popular desserts on Earth! How was I meant to know it was going to do this to you? On the plus side it didn’t kill you like it does with dogs.”
Yurak whined a little and very, very awkwardly shifted around and pressed his hands down into his lap. “This is bullshit…” He whimpered. “This is so fucking bullshit.”
“... Do you want me to help move you somewhere or something?” Asked Lance.
Yurak was beant over the table panting heavily at this point. It took him a moment to respond. “My room… Directly across from here…”
“Right, got it.” Lance helped Yurak stand. The alien shuddered and clung to him, panting heavily into his ear. He was burning up. It was like he had a fever. His skin was also kind of soft too, kind of like velvet. There was a fine layer of fur across his body that felt nice… But he shouldn’t be thinking about this. He dragged Yurak to the room he directed him to.
There wasn’t a bed in this room, but a small platform with a lot of blankets and pillows on it. It kind of looked like a nest. Lance carefully put Yurak on it, but Yurak didn’t seem to want to let him go of Lance. Instead he pulled him close and licked him, going from his jaw line to his mouth, catching just the inside of his lip.
“Ever fucked an alien before?” He purred.
Lance went wide eyed and kind of froze in shock. Yurak quickly seized this opportunity to flip Lance lance over and onto his back and straddled his stomach. In a daze Lance stared up at Yurak and he had to say, he wasn’t turned off by what he was seeing right now, but he did have many, many concerns.
“Whoa, easy there Yurak. Can we even do it?”
Yurak nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah. Information gathered from the Orbargari has very detailed descriptions of the physical anatomy of humans.”
“Orbar what now?”
“Short, grey, big heads, huge eyes.”
“... Classic aliens. Sons of bitches are real.”
Yurak laughed a little and rocked back against Lance’s hips. “Yeah, s-so theoretically we should be able to have sex. Just… Might take a tick or two to figure out what goes where. Xeno sex is always really fucking weird… Unless you’re opposed to the idea? Remember I am technically a male and female if that had any bearing on your preference.”
Lance was internally screaming. This was basically an alien sex fantasy, though if he was being fair he kind of imagined a more feminine looking alien wanting to ride him… Wait, what if Yurak wanted to fuck him instead? Holy shit he was going to get anal probed by an alien. And in the fun way.
“W-wait! You’re technically drugged, right? Isn’t this like, bad? Like, I’m taking advantage of you?” Fantasy situation or not Lance didn’t want to take advantage of a horny alien.
Yurak laughed and started to grind their hips together. “You? Take advantage of me? This is one of the easiest ways to see if our species are biologically compatible dumbass. I was gonna go to earth and fuck an alien eventually anyway for my research. If anything I’m taking advantage of you.”
Lance moaned and bucked up against Yurak. “Yeah, okay. Take full advantage. My fault you’re in this situation anyway.”
“Good.” He rocked up onto his knees and started to remove his pants. “... You have an open mind right? My anatomy is pretty different from a human’s.”
Lance gulped a little and nodded his head. “Yeah sure. G-go ahead.”
Yurak smiled a little and removed his pants. To be fair he really wasn’t joking when he said his anatomy was different. If Lance was honest, it looked like he was staring at a bunch of fangs that were drooling a dark blue liquid.
“... Okay, did not expect the teeth and the drool.”
Yurak laughed. “They aren’t teeth. They’re interlocking calamus. Way softer than teeth.”
“You know you’re really talkative for someone who’s eaten an aphrodisiac.” Lance experimentally ran his fingers along the things that looked like fangs and was actually surprised to see that they were way softer than actual teeth. They shivered and pulsed slightly under his fingers.
Yurak moaned and bucked his hips against Lance’s fingers. “I-I took enough to make me want to fuck, not e-enough to make me l-lose my mind you- Ah! Push harder!”
Lance obliged and slowly increased the pressure until one of his fingers pushed passed the teeth and Yurak moaned loudly. Lance blushed and continued to move his finger, touching and rubbing along the warm, soft walls inside. Suddenly his finger dipped into a hole and Yurak shivered. Lance too that as a potentially positive sign and started to thrust his finger.
“Ah! L-Lance!” He moaned. “Th-that feels good b-but it’s not w-where you- Oh fuck!” He shuddered and moved away from Lance’s hand, panting heavily. Lance watched in morbid fascination as Yurak’s cock unsheathed itself. It was kind of a dark blueish purple and kind of corkscrew shaped. Then said corkscrew unwinded and as it turns out Yurak had two dicks… Two dicks that kind of looked like tentacles. The damn things were writing on their own.
Lance blushed a little. “Wow. That is… That’s just wow…”
“Hee… Too weird for you?”
“Not at all. Just didn’t expect you to have two tentacle dicks.”
He smiled a little at him. “That’s good… Also next time you finger me, it’s lower.”
“... What was I fingering?”
“Well, you were less than an inch away from rubbing the tip of your finger against the tip of my dicks.”
“... Ah. Okay.”
“Yep. Now then…” Yurak shuffled back and pulled Lance’s pants down. Lance hissed a little as the cold air then almost yelped in surprise when Yurak wrapped his lips around his dick. His tongue was strangely textured and it was doing so many different things to him. Yurak hummed softly and started to take him all the way down to the base.
“F-fuck!” Moaned Lance. He bucked his hips and Yurak held him down and moved his head faster. Lance’s legs trembled as he felt the all too familiar coil of intense pleasure building up inside him. He tried to push Yurak off him. “Y-Yurak. I-I’m so close. M-move off. Please… I-”
He felt Yurak move back just as he came. It took a few seconds for Lance to come down from his high and he wasn’t disappointed with the sight that greeted him.Yurak was sitting back with a lustful gaze on his face. His cum was splattered against the alien’s cheeks, lips, and fingers. The alien hummed a little to themselves and licked it off his finger.
“Huh… It’s white and salty? Not bad.”
“...” Lance blushed dark red and quickly flipped Yurak onto his back. Yurak made no attempt to stop him. He just let a small, pleased sound as his hair perfectly framed his head. “Whoa…”
“Hmm?”
“Um, nothing…” Lance quickly reached down between them and cautiously touched Yurak’s dicks. They instantly wrapped around Lance’s hand and fingers and squirmed a little. It was one of the weirdest things he had ever experienced in his life, but Yurak seemed to be enjoying it. He was moaning and panting, thrusting his hips up into Lance’s hand. Seeing him so needy and wanting under him quickly started to get hard again.
“L-Lance!” He moaned. “Fuck Lance!”
“Okay, um…” Lance glanced down and pretty much had no idea where he was meant to stick it. “Um, Yurak? I don’t actually know where I’m meant to put it…”
“It’s um… It’s just under, you know…”
“Right. Think I got it. Let me know if I fuck up.” He very carefully moved his free hand just under Yurak’s dick’s and very carefully rubbed the soft skin until his fingers slipped inside Yurak’s entrance. The muscles quivered around Lance’s finger and Yurak made such beautiful sounds.
The alien bucked their hips, pushing Lance’s finger deeper inside them. “M-more!” He pleaded. “L-Lance! Please!”
“Okay. Do you have any lube? Do we need lube?”
“My slick is enough. Just push it in.”
Lance wasn’t too sure he should do that, considering he wasn’t too sure how this would work but caution be damned. Yurak was cute and apparently wanted to be fucked for research reasons? Aliens were fucking weird.
He slowly pressed into Yurak. Both cried out in pleasure at the feeling. Yurak was ridiculously tight and his muscles would not stop moving like they were trying to pull him in deeper. Lance groaned as he completely bottomed out. Yurak’s body was amazing. The alien’s eyes were completely unfocused by now as they mumbled a few things quiet enough for Lance not to hear.
Lance took this as probably a good sign and slowly pulled out before quickly pushing back in. Yurak cried out in ecstasy and balled his fists up in the sheets. “Oh fuck! M-more! Just like that!” He begged. “F-fuck me hard!”
At that Lance lost what was left of his composure. He gripped Yurak’s hips and started to thrust hard and fast into him. Yurak let out quick breathless gasps with every thrust while Lance occupied his mouth with Yurak’s neck, gently biting and kissing and and all flesh he came across.
Suddenly Yurak clamped down almost painfully hard around Lance and came with a yelp. He coated both his and Lance’s stomach with a bright turquoise liquid. The sudden tightness was enough to push Lance over the edge and he came hard inside Yurak. Possibly one of the best orgasps he’s experienced in his life. Very slowly Lance pulled out of Yurak and collapsed next to him.
The two of them laid panting heavily next to each other. Yurak lightly bumped his hand against Lance’s arm and sighed. “You know, if you ever make me eat chocolate again I will punch you in your stupidly exposed genitals.”
Lance laughed at that. “Wow, next time? You and I gonna fuck again?”
“Well, kind of?” Said Yurak. “It’s a little early in my research, but I think I can start researching physical aspects of human relationships… You want to be my test subject?”
Lance grinned. “Yeah sure. Why not?” He yawned a little and draped his arm over his eyes and started to drift off to sleep. “Why the fuck not?”
“Hmm, okay… I think I can send you back down now.”
“Sounds good.” Lance yawned again and fell asleep.
***
Lance woke up with a jolt. He flailed and instantly got caught up in his sleeping bag and almost knocked his tent over on top of him. He froze for a few seconds as he replayed what the hell just happened. Did he really get abducted by a sexy cat boy alien and they had sex like crazy? That was one hell of a dream. He would never be able to tell anyone about it. Ever.
He packed up his stuff with Pidge and Hunk, had breakfast with Ryner, and then they started the long drive back home. Pidge and Hunk were talking excitedly about the meteor shower and how awesome it was. Pidge was shaking with excitement.
“That was so freaking cool! Completely out of this world.”
Hunk laughed. “Good one buddy… Should we stop at the gas station to fill up before we get on the highway? Could be a while before find another place.”
“Good thinking. Yo Lance, you and Hunk are on a snack run while I fill up.”
Lance nodded as the group pulled into the station. Pidge got out and started filling the car while the two boys went inside to get snacks. As Hunk looked at the chips, Lance went to look at drinks. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a reflection of someone familiar in the glass.
He turned his head to see an all too familiar man loitering around the front as they looked down at their phone. It was him. The Alien. Yurak. It had to be, but his hair was black and his skin was a normal human skin tone. His jaw dropped a little and he tried to say something, but he quickly snapped his mouth shut and just grabbed a few large colas and headed to the cash register with Hunk.
As they left Lance looked over at the man who he was damn sure was Yurak. Said man looked up at him and gave him a slight questioning look. Lance blushed a little and quickly got back into the car while Pidge quickly went inside to pay for the gas.
Until they left Lance kept glancing over at the man who was just standing around with his phone out. Why the hell did he look like Yurak? Did Lance see him the other day and his crazy mind just decided he was going to be the star of his weird alien wet dream?
Pidge jumped into the driver’s seat and grinned. “Alright boys. Ready to get going?”
“Heck yeah.” Said Lance. “I wanna sleep on a real bed again.”
***
The man watched as the trio got into their car and drove away. He couldn’t help the small smile that tugged on his lips when he saw Lance again. He took out his comms pad and quickly scrolled through the profile he had recently made. It wasn’t filled out as much as he wanted it to be, but he was okay with that for now.
Planet:
Earth
Species:
Human
Subject:
Lance (unknown if this species uses more than one name)
Subject Identification
X1LH
Biological sex:
Male
Gender identification:
N/A
Sexual preference:
N/A
Age:
Roughly 20 Deca-Phoebs (give or take)
Physical traits:
Short brown hair, dark blue eyes, appears to have good muscle tone for this species. Minimal fat (unknown if species is meant to be fat or thin due to initial observations of the population). Orbargari observations about the basic physical anatomy of a human male seems to be correct. Their reproductive organs are unprotected and hang off the pelvic region.
Additional notes:
Humans seem to be a very curious species and adapt very well to sudden change. Lance was initially surprised to be accidentally abducted, but was more than willing to help me with my research. Humans are also immune theobromine and is found in a common human food called chocolate. For the purposes of gathering research I will continue to see how physically compatible both our species is. With X1LH’s help of course.
Yurak smiled a little at the information he had gathered. He was pretty sure this was good to start off with. He happily changed to a different screen. A small red blip was moving fast in a North East direction. He’d find Lance again soon enough. But first, he needed to get a chocolate bar.