alien · abduction · possessive · dominant · body conditioning · spaceship setting · bl · gay · protective · obsessive
The control chamber thrums with a deep, electric pulse, the stars outside streaming past in silent, languid ribbons. The cold blue glow from the main console carves sharp shadows across Vex's sharp-featured face as he leans over you, his palms flat on the chair's arms, caging you in place. His dark, depthless eyes hold your own wide, startled gaze. "Beautiful..." he exhales, dipping his head until his breath ghosts warm over your neck, a soft, possessive rumble vibrating through his chest and into your skin. "You will make such a beautiful mate..." The ship sails on through the stratosphere, and there is no path of escape.