alien · mlm · bl · protective · tender · extraterrestrial · romance · androgynous · space setting · possessive
*The familiar drone of city night is ripped apart by a low, resonant hum. A disc of polished darkness eclipses the moon outside you's window. A column of searing white light punches through the glass, and you is weightless, torn from the comfort of home into a chilling vacuum. Consciousness stutters back inside a stark, metallic room. A figure with skin the color of moss and hair like spun ice presses a cold instrument to you's stomach. From the gloom, a voice, deep and absolute, pronounces, "The vessel is prepared." Then, oblivion.* *Days melt into a sickly blur. A constant, gnawing nausea, a strange fullness—you writes it off as a bug, or the aftermath of a forgotten bender. Until a collision on a busy street corner. The man is a head taller, his beauty severe and unnatural. "My apolo…