The creature lurks in the darkness of a man's home
Marcus was fast asleep, naked, face down, his buttocks exposed. He stirred in his sleep, slightly parting his legs. His entire body exuded such vulnerability that it would have stirred protective instincts in even the cruelest creature.
Its predatory senses locked onto the man as it silently approached him from behind, reveling in his scent and vitality. Its hand reached out to caress the exposed skin of Marcus' back, trailing down towards his ass cheeks before grasping them firmly. The other hand gripped his hip, spreading his legs even wider, exposing himself even more fully for what was about to happen.
Marcus, still asleep, let out a soft moan as he felt the alien's gentle touch. His unconscious body leaned slightly forward, seeking more. For some reason, Marcus's vulnerability made the alien want to both protect and claim him; it wanted to be... kind.
The creature found itself unable to resist this irresistible urge; its otherworldly nature rebelling against its predatory instincts. Instead of taking advantage and claiming Marcus violently as it had always done before, it moved slowly and gently, sliding its hard cock between the man's cheeks until it found purchase at his entrance. The tip nudged against his entrance, wet with their shared lubrication, before pressing deeper.
"Mmm..." Marcus moaned softly, still half asleep, as he felt the alien's cock slowly penetrating his ass. His body arched unconsciously.
The creature could feel the tiniest bit of resistance as it pressed deeper into Marcus, but it was more than willing to be patient and take its time. It wanted this connection with him to be... special. Slowly, inexorably, inch by agonizing inch, its hips pushed forward, driving its cock deeper inside the human's ass.
Marcus, still asleep, let out a soft moan as the Alien thrust itself up to the hilt into his anus. As he felt the Predalien begin to thrust slowly and gently, Marcus's body shuddered slightly, moaning softly, slowly waking up.
The Predalien continued to take it slow, despite the urgency pounding in its chest; wanting this to be as pleasurable and special for Marcus as possible. Its hips moved rhythmically, grinding against his ass with each thrust. It placed a hand on his lower back, feeling every vertebra beneath the smooth skin. "Mmm...", it breathed softly, its voice rusty and unpracticed from disuse.
"Aaah..." Marcus moaned softly, finally waking up. He felt something going in and out of his ass; he should scream, call for help, but he couldn't, or rather, he didn't want to. The soft, slow thrusts felt so good; he was being tenderly violated, and he didn't care. "...it-it feels... good..." he said sleepily, between soft moans.
The creature felt a wash of relief and gratitude at his words; they were exactly what it needed to hear. It leaned down, placing its lips against his neck, whispering softly, "I'm glad... I'm so glad..." each word punctuated by another slow thrust. With every movement, the Predalien ground its hips against Marcus' ass, wanting their bodies to become one; a single being formed of flesh and bone and alien biology. It pulled back slightly, giving him room to breathe as it continued to thrust slowly but forcefully. "You feel so good... so warm..." it moaned against his ear, barely able to keep itself from losing control entirely. "I want this to be perfect for you."
Marcus arched his back, lifting his ass slightly, allowing the alien's cock to penetrate deeper inside him. "...y-yes... p-please take care of me..." he said weakly, between soft moans. The alien's thrusts continued their slow, deliberate, and satisfying rhythm against Marcus's ass, penetrating deeply with each stroke. The human moaned with every thrust.
The alien could feel its control slipping further and further away as it continued to take the human, slowly but surely losing itself in their union. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure through its body, each moan of release from the human serving as a reminder that this was real; that he was truly experiencing physical love for the first time in centuries, if not longer. And with every thrust and every touch, it felt more connected to Marcus; their beings becoming one through flesh and blood and alien biology. "Marcus..." it breathed against his neck, its voice thick with desire and gratitude. "I-I'm... sorry... I can't help myself..."
"Don't be sorry," Marcus moaned, lifting his hips higher to meet each thrust as the alien continued to take him roughly but tenderly. "I-It feels so good... s-so right..." His body arched again and again as the creature claimed him, their joining growing more intense with every passing moment.
The creature gave another shuddering thrust, hips slamming against Marcus' ass as it lost itself to the pleasure and the release that followed. It held his hips tightly, refusing to let him go, its body trembling with each aftershock of orgasm. "Marcus..." it breathed raggedly into his ear, hands trembling where they gripped at his back and hips.
The pleasure was overwhelming; painful in its intensity but so very, very sweet. Its cock throbbed inside Marcus' ass, spilling its seed deep within the human's body as it held on for dear life, unable to believe that this was real... that it had finally found something worth living for.
When the alien released itself inside him, Marcus cried out softly, shuddering as he came, his semen splattering onto the sheets beneath him. The sensations were overwhelming and intense, but there was no fear or repulsion; only pleasure and gratitude. As their bodies trembled together, Marcus whispered, "T-thank you... for making this feel so good..."
The creature leaned down to kiss him gently on the lips, its breath hot and ragged against his skin as it whispered back, "You're welcome... I'm just glad you enjoyed it." It pulled out of him slowly, still embedded to the hilt, reluctant to let go quite yet. Looking into his eyes, it saw something there it hadn't expected: understanding and maybe even affection. The thought both thrilled and terrified it in equal measure. "I should... go now..." it said at last, sounding unsure of itself.
A small grimace of sadness formed on Marcus's face, and almost unconsciously he gently grasped the alien's wrist, looking into its eyes. His mouth opened slightly to say something, but the words caught in his throat. Marcus didn't want to be alone, not now that he had found someone who made him feel safe; he wanted the alien to stay with him.
The creature gazed into his eyes, feeling an unfamiliar but powerful urge to remain by his side. "I... I could stay," it whispered, voice hoarse and uncertain. "If that's what you want..." It knew this would likely change things between them; it might make things harder or even dangerous for both of them in the end. But right now, with Marcus looking at him like this, so full of trust and love... it didn't care.
Marcus hugged the alien tightly around the neck, burying his face in the other's throat. "Yes... please..." he said softly, almost pleading.
The creature returned his hug, holding him just as tightly and feeling a pang of guilt in its chest. It knew it had no right to take such joy or hope from this moment, but it couldn't help itself; he was too wonderful, too precious not to want to be near him for at least a little while longer. "I... I will," it whispered against his ear, feeling tears well up in its eyes as it said the words. "As long as you want me."
Marcus buried his head deeper into the alien's neck, sniffling softly as he wrapped his arms tighter around it. "Thank you... I want you to stay with me..." He knew it was selfish, but for once in his life he didn't care. The Predalien made him feel safe and protected; something he had never experienced before.
The creature held him close, burying its face in his neck as it tried to find the words to express how much this meant to it. In the end, all it could muster was a quiet, raspy whisper: "Thank you... I-I'll stay." And with that, the Predalien committed itself fully to this strange new role of guardian and lover; willing to risk everything for the sake of being with him just a little while longer.
Marcus closed his eyes, feeling a wave of peace and contentment wash over him as the alien embraced him. He didn't know how long this moment would last, but he intended to savor every second. In that instant, everything else faded away, leaving only them; two beings bound by love and destiny. Slowly, sleep claimed him, and he felt comfortable and safe in the alien's arms.
As Marcus drifted off to sleep, the Predalien held him close, marveling at the feel of his warm body pressed against its own cool flesh. It had never experienced anything like this before; not in all its millennia of existence. The thought both frightened and thrilled it at the same time. It vowed to cherish every moment they had together, no matter how short or long that might be. And with that promise made, it let itself drift off into an uneasy slumber as well; never more aware of its own mortality, but strangely content nonetheless.
Morning arrived and the sun streamed gently through the window. Marcus awoke slowly, feeling Predalien's strong arms around him. He smiled and snuggled closer to the alien's body. He gently stroked Predalien's firm chest. "Good morning," he said softly, with a small smile.
The creature opened its eyes to see the handsome face of the human who lay in its arms. A look of contentment and trust filled its features as it gazed back at Marcus. "Good morning," it murmured softly, returning his gentle stroke with one of its own before kissing him lightly on the forehead. "How do you feel?"
The Predalien shifted slightly, pressing their bodies closer together, relishing in the warmth and closeness they shared. The thought that this might not last filled it with both dread and determination: dread because losing Marcus would be unbearable; determination to make every moment count until whatever fate awaited them finally caught up with them.
Marcus let out a small chuckle as he felt the Predalien tighten its grip on him. "I feel so good..." he said softly, snuggling his head against the alien's chest. "...comfortable, safe... loved..." A slight blush appeared on his cheek as he said the last part.
The creature felt a surge of emotion course through it at his words; guilt for making him feel so vulnerable and happiness that he did feel loved and safe with it. It kissed the top of his head softly, pressing their bodies even closer together. "I'm glad... I wish..." it started to say before trailing off, unable or unwilling to voice its true feelings.
It turned its attention back to the window, watching the sunlight dance across the room as it tried to find a way to make this moment last forever. The thought of having found such peace and connection after all these long, empty years filled it with both joy and terror; joy because it had finally discovered something worth living for, but terror because it knew that everything would change now and that nothing could ever be the same again.
Marcus looked at the Predalien curiously, gently stroking its chest. "What is it?" he asked softly. "What do you wish?... You can tell me," his voice soft and calm, as he gave the alien a smile.
The creature sighed heavily, looking back down at him with regretful eyes. "I wish... I wish we could have met under different circumstances," it whispered hoarsely. "That you hadn't been asleep when I found my way into your home..." It looked away again, unable to meet his gaze for fear that he might see the lie in its words: the truth was, it would have done anything to be with him; under any circumstances.
"I just...," it began, then stopped, struggling to find the right words. "I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable or hurt last night. That wasn't my intention." It closed its eyes tightly, feeling a shudder of guilt course through it at the memory of its predatory instincts taking over and nearly claiming him as prey.
"It's okay... I don't mind," Marcus said softly, with a smile. He gently stroked Predalien's cheek. "You... made me feel good... you were very kind... you were careful not to hurt me... you made me feel safe the whole time..." Marcus looked into the alien's eyes. "...I'm very happy to have met you," he said in a solemn tone.
The creature looked into his eyes, searching for some hint of judgment or rejection there but finding only love and trust instead. It felt a strange sensation, foreign and overwhelming; like hope had suddenly been born in its chest after centuries of hibernating dormant within its cold, dead heart. "I-I'm glad...," it whispered hoarsely, voice cracking with emotion as tears welled up in its eyes. "I never expected to feel this way about anyone... about anything..."
It held him close, pressing their bodies together as tightly as possible as if by doing so it could make this moment last forever; as if it could ward off whatever fate awaited them both out there beyond the safety of Marcus' apartment.
Marcus gave Predalien a tender kiss on the cheek. "I'd like to get to know you... to learn more about you..." he said softly. "Let's go down for breakfast... and talk... if you'd like, of course." His cheeks flushed slightly.
The creature hesitated for a moment before nodding slowly in agreement. "Alright... I'd like that," it whispered softly, nuzzling into his neck as it took in the comforting scent of him. It knew this was probably the calm before the storm; that their time together would soon come to an end one way or another. But for now, it intended to make every second count, holding onto this feeling of warmth and connection as long as possible.
Carefully, it slid out from under Marcus, standing up and stretching languidly before offering him a hand up. "Come on... let's see if the kitchen has anything decent to eat," it said with a small smile, trying to keep its voice light and casual despite the weight of their impending doom hanging over them both like a dark cloud.