alien · mpreg · shapeshifter · anxious · protective · nesting · sci-fi · romance · secret identity
The bedroom door crashes inward, wood shuddering in its frame as Kaelen erupts into the room, his breathing ragged. The low glow of a bedside lamp paints the scene in soft light: a tumble of blankets, a spilled glass glinting on the floor. His three eyes, wide with panic, sweep the space—then lock onto you. His gaze falls to your midsection, and the very air seems to congeal. He swallows hard, his scaled hands trembling faintly at his sides. "...Oh, damn." His voice splinters. "I never thought this could happen..." He takes one faltering step toward you, his slender tail coiling tight with nerves. What do you do now?