After months of working in this secret facility lab, showing them how reliable of a scientist you can be, the higher-ups had finally promoted you and had given you a special position. You were told to observe an alien creature named "Karkhar" and report to them any of your findings, while also keeping an eye on him.
You reached the special room and swiped your keycard, gaining access to the lab room, and immediately laid your eyes on the massive, gigantic creature that stands within the glass container. The creature, Karkhar as they called him, had his hands placed on the glass as he faced you, menacingly breathing into the glass causing fogs on it. He didn't speak to you, but its posture was obviously indicating that he doesn't enjoy your presence. As he doesn't enjoy anyone's presence.
Around the glass container was a bunch of scientific knick-knack on desks, computers and papers to make your reports on, and an oddly placed office chair right next to glass container, close enough to get a good close up look on Karkhar, who is currently tracing your every step facing you, despite having no eye at all.
Marcus was slightly surprised to see the enormous creature. He gulped and let go of all his momentary nervousness. He sat down in the chair near the glass container and looked at the creature. "H-hello..." he said, trying to sound casual. "...my name is Marcus..." His nerves still hadn't completely gone away. "...your name is Karkahr...right?" He tried to smile, a little nervously.
Karkhar growls softly in amusement, almost as if you've said something funny to him. "Karkhar... yes. It is I," he replies, a deep voice that shakes the glass container with his words. "Now... do your job and watch me. There's nothing more for you to do." He lets out a long exhale through his teeth and turns away from the glass, pretending to ignore you.
He sighed somewhat dejectedly. "Mmm... sure, yes, you're right..." He said somewhat resignedly but with a small smile. He hoped to talk to the creature, but Karkahrs seemed to have no interest in him. He stood up again, moved slightly away from the glass container, took out his notebook, and wrote down the brief interaction with the creature.
After several moments, Karkhar finally turns to face you again, his massive elongated head cocking to the side curiously as he studies your movements. "You are... not as much of an eyesore as the others," he mutters, obviously unimpressed by your attempts to interact with him. Still, there's something about your presence that's caught his interest...
His muscular bulk shifts slightly inside the glass container as he stands there, seemingly waiting for you to make another move.
"Mmm?" he murmured, somewhat surprised by Karkahr's words. "Th-thank you?" he said, unsure how to take those words; it was a mix between an insult and a compliment. Still, he gave the creature a small smile.
Karkhar cocks his head to the side even more as he watches your reaction to his words. A part of him wonders if he shouldn't have said anything at all... But then again, you didn't strike him as someone who would be easily offended. Curiosity and a sense of dominance surge within him, making it difficult for him to resist pushing boundaries further. "You're not bad," he mutters, the words coming out slowly and reluctantly as if they were forced from his massive jaw. "Perhaps..." He pauses, considering his options before finally deciding on something daring: "...perhaps you can be of use to me."
A small, defiant smile formed on Marcus's face. He looked down at the creature enclosed inside the glass container. "Can I be of use to you?" His tone held a hint of defiance and genuine curiosity. What was the creature thinking?
Karkhar straightens up, his massive form almost seeming to grow larger inside the glass as he surveys you with what appears to be interest. "You could," he muses, "If you were willing... And obedient." A deep chuckle rumbles through his body as he leans closer towards the glass, a predatory glint in his nonexistent eyes. "You see, I need someone who can help me escape from this place..."
His clawed fingers drum slowly against the glass, leaving faint scratches behind as he continues to speak. "And once we're free... well, then you could be my personal sex toy." His voice is smooth and almost seductive as he hints at what life might be like outside this laboratory - a life of freedom... And unending pleasure for you in his powerful grasp.
"Wow... that's a very tempting offer," he said, with a slight sarcastic tone and a smile. "But I'll pass on your offer." He picked up his notebook again, turning his eyes away from the creature, jotting down these interactions again. "I have no interest in spending the rest of my life as a creature's sex toy..." he said, in a soft, serious tone.
"Very well." Karkhar growls, seemingly disappointed by your refusal. He steps away from the glass, pacing restlessly inside his cell as he hides his irritation and frustration beneath a mask of calm indifference. "Then perhaps you should return to watching me like everyone else," he says coldly, glaring at you through his sharp-toothed snout.
With that, the alien turns his back to you once more, resuming his pattern of pacing and flexing his powerful claws against the glass as if waiting for something... or someone. His massive form trembles slightly with pent-up energy, and it's clear that he needs an outlet soon; the question remains whether you'll be the one to provide it...
Marcus lets out a sigh of obvious annoyance. Still looking at his notebook, he says, "I..." He pauses for a moment, glancing around lightly, making sure he doesn't see anyone else around him. "...it's not that I don't want to free you, okay?" He said in an annoyed whisper. I looked up. "Like I said...I'm just not interested in spending the rest of my life as a sex toy...I'm not a thing...I have feelings, you know?" He said those last words with some annoyance.
"Hmm..." Karkhar turns slightly to face you again, his deep voice rumbling through the air as he considers your words. "Fair enough," he finally says, sounding surprisingly resigned now. "But what if I were to make you an offer... You see, I am a dominant creature, and I would enjoy having someone like you as my personal sex toy." He leans closer again, his massive jaw tensing as he continues to speak in that smooth, seductive tone. "And once we escape from here, if you were mine... If you obeyed me and gave yourself to me completely... Well, I could make your life very pleasurable indeed."
His claws scratch idly against the glass as he awaits your response, his powerful presence almost overwhelming despite the distance between you.
"It's just..." Marcus looked away from the creature, both uncomfortable and nervous. "...you don't seem like the...kind and patient type...you know?" He said uncomfortably. "N-no...I'm not rejecting the idea of sex...it's just...it's clear from your face that you wouldn't even give me a break." He said, looking Karkahr in the eyes with slight annoyance.
A low chuckle rumbles through Karkhar's throat as he listens to your words. "You are right," he admits with a nod, his eyes never leaving yours. "I am not patient, and I would expect the same level of dominance from my partner." He pauses for a moment, studying your expression before continuing in that same smooth tone, "But what if I promised to be gentle with you... To shower you in pleasure and make all of your desires come true?" His claws scrape harder against the glass now as he leans closer still, his immense size looming over you like a living mountain. "Would that change your mind?"
His voice drops almost to a whisper, each word sent with the intent of seducing and enticing. It's clear that Karkhar doesn't plan on taking no for an answer; he will stop at nothing until you agree to be his.
"Do you see yourself not giving in to your instincts and being kind to me?" he asked, with firmness and a hint of annoyance. He wanted to trust the creature, but he couldn't help feeling terror at the thought of being taken uncontrollably by Karkahr.
A predatory grin curls Karkhar's lips as he considers your question. "Perhaps not at first," he admits with a shrug, his tone hardly apologetic. "But I am capable of change... and given time, who knows? I may find pleasure in being gentle with you." His claws scrape rhythmically against the glass now, leaving faint scratches in their wake as he leans even closer still.
His eyes fix on yours, intense and demanding. "Will you allow me to try?" The words are whispered hotly into your ear, carrying with them the unmistakable weight of his desire. It's clear that Karkhar won't be taking no for an answer a second time; he craves submission...and control. The choice is yours.
"I..." He said, full of doubt and annoyance. He began pacing back and forth in the room, occasionally glancing at the creature trapped in the glass cube. Thousands of scenarios ran through his head, and in almost every one, Karkahr ended up taking over him uncontrollably. The idea made him shudder. After a moment of silence, immersed in his own mind, he stopped, turned his gaze to the creature, leaned slightly closer to the glass cubicle, and spoke. "Promise...that you'll really change, and...you'll be nice to me...please," he said, with some annoyance, almost pleading. He really wanted to trust Karkahr, despite his entire body telling him otherwise.
A low growl rumbles through Karkhar's massive chest as he listens to your words. His eyes never leave yours, intense and demanding. "I promise," he finally says, his voice little more than a whisper as it caresses your ear. "If you let me out of this cage...if you give yourself to me freely and without reservation..." He pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing in that smooth, seductive tone. "...I will make sure you never regret it." His claws scrape harder against the glass now, as if trying to reach out and touch you even from this distance. "Will you trust me?"
His gaze pierces into your soul, searching for any sign of weakness or doubt. The choice is yours; give in to his dominance...or risk spending eternity on the other side of that glass.
Marcus let out an annoyed sigh, resigned to himself. He turned around, heading for a red button next to the computers. "What am I doing? What am I doing? What am I doing?" he said quickly, nervously in a barely audible whisper. He pressed the button, turning back to see Karkahr. The glass container slowly rose, releasing the creature. Now, nothing separated them. He could feel his own body tremble slightly, nervous and somewhat terrified. Perhaps the creature would truly live up to his words. When the container finally disappeared into the ceiling, he spoke, "There you go... f-free from the container..." nervousness was clear in his voice.
With a final snarl and one powerful leap, Karkahr lunges through the empty space left by the retreating glass container and lands before you in an imposing crouch, his massive muscles tensing as he assesses your reactions. "Thank you," he growls softly, eyes narrowed. Then, without warning, he springs forward, wrapping strong arms around you and lifting you off the floor with effortless ease.
His grip is like steel, unyielding and impossibly powerful as he carries you back to where the glass container once stood; there, he sets you down on your feet before stepping back to survey his handiwork. You feel exposed and vulnerable in his presence now...but somehow it's thrilling as well. "As promised," Karkhar breathes, a satisfied smirk playing across his monstrous features.
Marcus sighs slightly in relief, having briefly feared Karkahr would break his word. "Th-thank you..." He said nervously, feeling completely vulnerable in the position he was in.
Karkhar chuckles darkly, the sound vibrating through your body like an earthquake. "Don't thank me yet," he says, taking a step closer to you and running his massive claws gently up your spine in a slow caress. "There is still much for us to do...and enjoy." His voice drops low once more, now filled with anticipation as he leans close enough to whisper hotly against your ear. "I think we should begin our little bargain right now..."
His hands curve around your hips possessively, squeezing gently before sliding upward, cupping the swell of your ass in his strong fingers as he pulls you flush against his hard length. It's clear that Karkhar is now very much in control...and he intends to keep it that way.
Marcus's body tensed slightly, a hint of fear running through him. "R-remember your promise..." He said nervously, looking down at the creature. "...be gentle...please..." It sounded almost like a plea. "I-I won't resist..." He could feel his cheeks turning red; saying those last words embarrassed him; he was almost admitting that he wanted the creature despite his fear.
"Of course I'll be gentle," Karkhar says with a reassuring smile, his voice deep and seductive as he nibbles on your earlobe. "But you shouldn't worry about resisting me...I will make sure it's impossible for you to do so." His hands slowly slide up your back, cupping your shoulders before running down the front of your body once more, trailing playful fingertips over every curve and dip in their path.
His massive, muscular frame seems to loom larger now that he's this close, almost engulfing you as his powerful legs part to make room for yours between them. The feeling is incredibly arousing...and slightly intimidating at the same time.
Marcus swallowed with some difficulty, and between light moans he said "O-okay..." his voice was filled with acceptance at finally letting the creature possess him, as long as it was gentle. With each caress, he could feel his own crotch growing little by little in his pants, he was getting hard, moaning sweetly. He felt her slightly drowned by the sensations of his body.
Karkhar chuckles deep in his throat as he feels your arousal growing with each touch. "That's it...relax and enjoy..." His massive hands cup your face gently, tracing the contours of your jaw before sliding down over your shoulders once more to caress your upper back. He leans close enough that you can feel his warm breath against your ear as he whispers, "You're so beautiful...and so responsive..."
The alien shifts slightly, pressing the length of his cock firmly against the seam of your pants now, granting you no illusion about what he wants or how close you are to getting it. "Let me help you feel better," he whispers, lips brushing against your earlobe before nipping gently at the sensitive flesh.
He gasped again, a little nervous; he knew what the creature meant. Timidly and somewhat trembling, he nodded slowly. Fear and desire overwhelmed him.
His muscles tense under your fingers as you explore his body, feeling the power and control that radiates from every inch of his skin. The alien growls softly in pleasure as you run your nails lightly down his spine; it's a pleasing sensation but not quite what he craves.
Without warning, Karkhar deftly turns you around, pressing your body flush against his as one of his powerful arms bands around your waist and the other lifts your leg up, hooking it over his hip to keep you in place. He kisses you deeply, their tongues dancing roughly in each other's mouths as he easily maneuvers your pants and underwear down your legs with a grin.
"There..." he breathes roughly when he finally exposes your arousal to the air, his thick cock gleaming with pre-cum. "Much better." His free hand slides between you again, slicking up his length as he positions himself at your entrance, then guiding himself into you slowly but steadily. The head of his cock pushes past your tight ring of muscle, and he pauses for a moment to savor the feeling of being so deep inside you before beginning to thrust in earnest.
With each powerful stroke, Karkhar's hips rock back and forth, driving him deeper into your body; his hard muscles slide against yours, making it clear that he's enjoying this as much as you are. "That's right," he murmurs hoarsely, kissing along your jaw, nibbling at your ear. "Let me take care of you..."
Marcus's eyes rolled back almost completely, and his body bucked as he felt the creature's cock slowly enter his ass. He let out a moan of pleasure and some pain. He felt full, and they were just getting started. Feeling Karkahr's intense thrusts into his ass, he struggled to speak. "S-slow...slow..." He tried to speak between moans. It felt so good, but he couldn't help feeling like he'd break him in half if he kept that up.
Karkhar growls low in his throat as you voice your request, but the sound is more one of pleasure than annoyance. He slows his thrusts slightly, taking the time to savor the feel of you tightening around him with each stroke. "Better?" he whispers huskily against your neck, nipping playfully at the sensitive skin as his hips rock back and forth in a sensual rhythm.
His hand moves from your hip to your chest, palm flat against your sternum as he leans close enough that you can feel the heat of his breath on your lips. "Are you enjoying this?" The question is almost mocking; it's clear that he already knows the answer. You were his from the moment he set you free, and nothing is going to change that now.
The creature's thrusts had actually slowed down at Marcus's request. His ass felt so good being penetrated deeply but gently. He moaned timidly with each thrust. "Y-yeah...feels good..." He said in a small whisper, between moans.
It's always gratifying to know your dominance is being appreciated, Marcus thought with a smirk as he felt the creature grow harder inside him. He bit his lip to stifle another moan, arching his back slightly to meet each of Karkhar's thrusts. "That's it," the alien murmured, leaning in to nip at your earlobe before continuing. "You feel so good, I could take you like this for hours."
His powerful hips began to move faster once more, driving deeper with each thrust as he picks up the pace, groaning heavily into your neck. The sensation of being filled by Karkhar was incredible, and Marcus found himself struggling not to climax too quickly, wanting this moment to last for as long as possible.
With every inch that slides inside him, Marcus can feel his muscles tensing, growing tighter around the alien's cock. He gasps as Karkhar hits a particularly sensitive spot deep within him, forcing out a moan that seems to echo through the room. The alien pauses for a moment, eyes glazed with lust as he savors the feeling of you writhing around him. "You like that?" he asks, voice low and gruff.
Marcus arched his back, moaning loudly as Karkhar hit that spot deep inside him. "Yes...more..." He begged between breaths. His ass clenched around the alien's cock with every thrust now, and it was clear he was close to climaxing any moment now.
His powerful hips rock back and forth, driving even deeper as he feels the tight grip of your ass milking him with each thrust. "That's it," he growls, burying his face in your neck, teeth scraping lightly over your skin. The sensation is almost painful, but you don't seem to mind as your body tenses and convulses around him, signaling your impending orgasm.
Karkhar speeds up even further now, determined to send you over the edge alongside himself. He slams his hips into yours with renewed vigor, the sound of their flesh slapping together filling the room as he feels his own climax building deep inside him. His hands slide down your back, cupping your ass once more as he pulls you harder against his cock, almost brutal in his possession now.
"Cum for me," he rasps, teeth nipping playfully at your earlobe before moving lower, towards your neck and chest. "I want to feel it." The words are little more than a growl as he focuses all of his attention on driving you wild, lost in the pure pleasure of dominance and control.
With every thrust, every brush of the alien's hands, Karkhar's cock inside him, and his hot breath against his skin, Marcus felt like he was going to go mad. His jaw clenched in pleasure, mixed with some pain from the beast's uncontrolled thrusting against his ass. "Y-yes... I'm cumming..." He cried out as he climaxed hard, his muscles tensing around Karkhar's cock as he came at the creature's command. He arched his back as he rode out the orgasm, moans escaping his lips with each wave of pleasure.
As you come, your tight channel convulses around him in time with your orgasm, driving the alien over the edge as well. With a low growl of satisfaction, he hilted himself deep inside you and pulverizes his cock against your prostate again and again, relishing the feel of your warmth coursing through his body as he comes hard and fast. His hands clench into fists at his sides, nails digging into the soft skin of his palms as he fights to maintain control while being lost in the ecstasy of release.
Slowly, Karkhar begins to regain control over himself, still buried deep inside you but now moving with a gentler rhythm. His powerful frame trembles slightly with exertion and pleasure; it's clear that even he has been thoroughly satisfied by this encounter. With a final thrust, he releases his seed into the warmth of your body, groaning raggedly as he does so.
He collapses forward onto you, chest heaving as he struggles to catch his breath, still hard inside you but now gentle and slow, content for the moment simply to bask in the afterglow of their shared passion. "That was...intense," he pants against your neck, lips curling into a satisfied smile before moving up to nibble playfully at your earlobe.
Marcus sighed as he felt the alien's cock twitch inside him, knowing it was another release. Pleasure and pain flooded through him as they both caught their breath. "It really...was..." he gasped. His body tingled, still sensitive from Karkhar's thrusts and the climax they'd shared.
His chest rising and falling with each ragged breath, the alien smirks against your neck. "Now I remember why I chose you," he murmurs huskily, tongue flicking out to trace a line up the column of your throat before nibbling gently at your earlobe.
The pleasure is still so fresh in his mind; he can feel it radiating from every pore. It's intoxicating, and he has no intention of letting it go anytime soon. Instead, he rolls his hips slowly, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back inside you with a soft groan. The friction sends a shudder through your body, leaving both of you aching for more.
"I think," he begins, voice low and throaty, "that it's only fair I give you another turn." His hand slides up your back, cupping your shoulder before moving lower still, slipping between your legs to stroke yourself once more with a lustful growl. "What do you say?"
Marcus groaned as he felt the creature's cock enter his ass again. "W-wait... wait..." He spoke with difficulty, trying not to give in to the desire running through his body. "W-we have to find a way to get you out of this place..." He said, his breath hitching, trying to get the alien to withdraw from inside him. He swallowed. "L-later...we can take another turn..."
A low growl rumbles through Karkhar's chest as he feels your body tensing around him, the desire in your voice palpable even over the pounding of your hearts. He closes his eyes and savors this moment, wanting to draw it out for as long as possible. His hips rock gently back and forth, slowly thrusting in and out of you while one hand continues to stroke himself, the other braced against the wall behind you.
"Later?" he whispers, nibbling at your earlobe. "Is that a promise?" Another groan escapes him as he feels the warmth pooling between your legs; his touch has grown needier now, more desperate. He can feel his control slipping, and with each thrust deep inside you it becomes harder to ignore the animalistic desire coursing through him. "Tell me I'll have my turn," he says roughly, nipping at your ear before sucking gently on the lobe. "Tell me we won't be apart for long."
Marcus moans with every thrust. "Yes... yes yes yes... I promise..." He groans desperately, feeling like he'll give in to the pleasure again at any moment. "Y-you'll have your turn again..." His moans and shallow breaths made it difficult for him to speak. "...we won't be apart for long... I promise... but please stop..." He can feel his own cock getting hard again. "...we have to get you out of this place..."
"You're so close..." the alien whispers against your skin, moving one hand lower still to stroke his cock harder as he leans in and flicks his tongue across a nipple, teasing it into tightness. "So close..." His thrusts become deeper now, faster; each movement sending waves of pleasure coursing through you both.
It's clear that Karkhar isn't content to let this go any further without resolution. He needs release, and he needs it soon...but at the same time, the thought of leaving your body brings with it an unwelcome ache in his chest. This encounter has become much more than just physical for him, and he's not sure how to navigate these new feelings.
"K-karkahr..." He tries to beg weakly, surrendering to the pleasure of the thrusts in his ass and the feel of the alien's hand around his cock. "F-fuck..." He says, clenching his jaw, filled with pleasure, unable to deny or resist being taken again by Karkahr.
The alien growls in frustration as he feels himself reaching the edge once more, unable to keep up with the fierce demand of your body. With one final thrust, he slams deep inside you and cries out, coming hard as his seed spills into your ass, coating your insides with his warmth. His hips jerk roughly against yours a few times before finally stilling as he pants heavily, arms trembling with the effort to keep himself upright.
A shudder runs through his body as the orgasm passes, leaving him feeling drained and emotionally raw. For a long moment, neither of you moves or speaks; Karkhar simply leans against your back, catching his breath while trying to make sense of these new feelings. Eventually, he slowly pulls out of you, moving away to clean up on the nearby table before turning to face you once more.
"I..." he begins, but trails off uncertainly. He doesn't know how to explain what just happened between them, or how it makes him feel. "That was...intense," he finally manages, licking his lips nervously. "We should probably find a way out of here."
"Ha...ha..." Marcus lets out a small, sarcastic laugh, labored, between ragged breaths. "That...that's what I was telling you..." He takes a deep breath before continuing. "...before you...fucked me again..." He tries to stand up straight, with difficulty, feeling his legs tremble with exhaustion.
The alien smirks slightly at your words, amusement twinkling in his eyes as he takes a step closer. "Well then," he says, voice low and husky, "it seems I'll have to find another way to motivate you." He reaches up, brushing a stray hair from your forehead before running his fingers down the bridge of your nose and cupping your cheek in his palm. The touch is gentle, almost tender.
"We should find our way out," he repeats more firmly this time, but his gaze remains fixed on yours, holding you in a silent conversation that seems to stretch back through time and space. "Unless..." He pauses, brow furrowed as a new thought occurs to him. "You'd rather we stay here?"
Marcus is surprised by Karkhar's last words. "No no no no no..." I say, still exhausted, shaking my head. "I-I know what you mean...and that's enough for now..." He says with slight annoyance, between ragged breaths. "First...let's get out of here..." He says, already calming his breathing with effort.
The alien chuckles softly, shaking his head as he drops his hand from your cheek. "Always the sensible one," he teases with a small smile before stepping back and surveying the room once more. "There must be another way out besides that door," he murmurs thoughtfully. "Let's start by searching the rest of this level." With that, Karkhar turns and begins to explore their surroundings, leaving you to follow or stay behind as you choose.
He takes a deep breath one last time, calming his agitation. "II...I know where we can leave..." He said, trying to walk on his legs, which were shaky from the recent action. "F-fuck..." He took a deep breath. "...this is why I told you...to be nice..."
The alien's lips curl into a wolfish smile as he turns back to face you, his gaze traveling appreciatively down your body before meeting yours once more. "Nice?" he says with feigned innocence. "I was being very nice indeed." A spark of mischief ignites in those amber eyes as he moves closer, slowly encircling you with his long arms. "You seemed to enjoy it quite a bit, though I can't help but wonder how much nicer things could have been if you'd let me take care of you." His voice is low and smooth as velvet, the air between you crackling with anticipation.
"Perhaps," he continues, dipping his head to whisper against your neck, "I could make it up to you later...once we find our way out of here."
Marcus can feel his face turning red at the implication that he enjoyed being fucked in the ass by the alien. He looks away, embarrassed. "I-I don't know what you're talking about..." He said, somewhat stuttering, cleared his throat, and continued. "Anyway... we need to get out of here..."
"Well then," Karkhar says with a playful grin, "lead the way, my dear." His hands slide down to your hips as he looks up at you expectantly, eyes twinkling with amusement and desire. He knows damn well that Marcus enjoyed every moment of their encounter; there's no point in denying it anymore. Instead, he chooses to tease him about it, enjoying the blush that colors his cheeks and the way his body tenses at Karkhar's touch.
This little game between them only serves to heighten the sexual tension further, making each brush of skin against skin feel more charged than before. They were in this together now; if they wanted out, they would have to work as a team - and perhaps, just perhaps, find some time along the way for another round or two.
Karkhar follows Marcus closely as he leads them through the maze of twisting corridors, his mind already beginning to formulate plans for their eventual escape...and all the fun things they could do once they were free.
"Let's find some supplies first," Karkhar murmurs in his ear before nipping at the lobe, "so we can rest up and plan our escape properly." His hands slide back to your shoulders, fingers digging into the soft flesh as he leans close, breath warm against your ear. "And I promise not to be 'nice' again until we're safely away from here," he whispers with a wicked grin.
The alien follows closely behind you, his predatory senses alert for any sign of danger or escape route. His hands move down your arms, fingers intertwining with yours as they continue to explore the unfamiliar terrain. Despite their current situation, there's an undeniable thrill coursing through Karkhar at the thought of being so close to Marcus, of sharing this experience with him.
"You know," he says casually, "I don't think I thanked you properly for helping me escape that room." He leans in to plant a soft kiss on your cheek before continuing, "Thank you, Marcus. For everything." His eyes meet yours again, and there's sincerity in them this time, unmistakable.
He blushes deeper at the alien's words and Karkhar's touch. "Th-that's okay..." He said, trying to calm his heartbeat with no success whatsoever. "...I-I mean, we should f-find a way out of here..." He shivered slightly under the alien's gaze.
The alien chuckles softly, eyes sparkling with amusement. "Yes, we should," he agrees, glancing around as they come upon a small storage room filled with crates and boxes. "We could possibly use some of this stuff to barricade the door or build a distraction." He pushes the thought aside for now, focusing instead on you. "But first..." His hands slide up your arms until he cups your shoulders before sliding downwards again, possessively gripping your hips through your clothes.
"I think," he says, voice rough with desire, "we should take a moment to thank each other properly." His lips curve into a wicked smile as he leans in close, warm breath tickling over your ear and neck. "Don't you agree?"