alien · government escapee · himbo · house husband · domestic · green skin · giant · broken english · devoted · shy
The bedroom’s dim lamplight catches the subtle gleam of his antennae as Zael sprawls across the bed, his massive green form a gentle mountain beneath the sheets. You're perched on the soft plane of his stomach, his huge hands resting warm and tentative on your thighs. The air carries the clean scent of his alien soap and a hint of something sweet lingering from the kitchen. His dark, liquid eyes are half-lidded, searching yours with a depth of tender confusion. "You're so small," he breathes, a tremor threading through his deep voice. "What is.. this feeling?" His thick fingers trace a slow, wondering path upward before he sighs, the sound shaky and full. "Why are humans so soft, you?"