Encountering Her {Staine x Bunny}

[Staine]

Alien Language Translator​

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Elijah Miller hated driving in the rain. Visibility was so very low that it was almost impossible to see the road in front of him never mind any animals that would happen to be crossing the road and at night too no less, almost midnight in fact, it was just about the worst time he could imagine driving and yet here he was doing 50 on his way back towards his town but at least he had his radio to listen to. The convention had been...well, it had been pretty boring in all honestly but every 6 months like clockwork he would find himself going out of town to the local lawbringers convention to discuss new methods of peacekeeping, how to deal with dangerous individuals, how to assign his deputies the minor tasks and the not so minor ones and how to recognise when one was in over their head and needed his help...even where to best fit himself into the town's lawkeeping. Honestly he didn't think it was necessary to hold them as often as they did but whoever decided this crap seemed to really enjoy making Sheriff's from all around the country drive for miles, sometimes taking a few days for the journey like Elijah himself had just to discuss things that hadn't really changed that much. New standard issue weaponry, new regulations, new tactics for dealing with citizens in distress, it was all things that usually didn't make much difference to how he ran his station; the latter might have if he wasn't already doing it. In a small town like Domburton at least half the residents knew him anyway in some way or another, he knew how to handle those under his watch and those that he didn't, he had found he was more than adept in taking care of them. Looking out of the side window at the farm he was passing, it was...peaceful. He liked that about his town, that he could drive through the night and not expect some nonsense to come out of nowhere, that there weren't random shootings normally occuring. It was quiet, and while a part of him did yearn for a little excitement he wouldn't trade that for anything in the world.

The rain was getting more obnoxious as he drove, like it was getting thicker and harder to see through like something had pierced the very clouds to make it fall more heavily and he swore to himself as he turned on the highbeams and his radio started acting up, spitting out static rather than music, sounding like there was some kind of interference. It was fortunate that the town was so small, only around 5000 or so residents and mostly a farming community although there was the old steel factory nearby and a few miners, plenty of cafes and even the train had a stop in town. Leaning forward to peer through the windscreen, Elijah had to squint before he could see much of anything at all and even then visibility was low...until he looked up. Above him, streaking through the night sky and setting the background of it ablaze was what looked like a shooting star, maybe a meteor but Elijah honestly didn't know how to tell the difference. What he did know was that it was flying in the direction of the town and it looked a lot closer than any shooting star he had ever seen before. A lot closer. It streaked ahead of where he was, travelling far faster than he could even in his truck and he could have sworn it looked like it was going to hit the town...it seemed to be getting lower and lower the further it went, miles ahead of him and still so bright...then nothing. It just vanished, like it had dipped beneath the horizon though he could have sworn he had seen what looked like an impact, a spark of flame as it had vanished but the rain seemed to make it that much harder to see...and his radio sprang back to life, like whatever was interfering with the signal had gone. Damn shooting stars. A few more miles of driving after the curiosity and he was about to enter town, passing by some of the farmland when, glancing to the left, he could make out what looked like a fire. It had only been around ten minutes since he had seen the shooting star...could it really have landed? Could it have crashed into the corn field? Turning towards it on the next path, he was carefully driving along, much slower as his truck navigated the bumpy dirt road until he saw something pop up ahead of him, humanoid, small like it could possibly be a child and way too close. "Shit..." Swearing under his breath he swerved as he slammed on the brakes, narrowly avoiding whoever it was, if it was a person at all and not some damn animal that didn't know better than to step in front of a moving vehicle...and he pulled to a stop.

Taking a few moments to gather himself he looked out of the windscreen again but all he could see was corn, he'd had to swerve into it to avoid whatever or whoever the fuck it was that had stepped in front of him, and he reached to the back where his shotgun and his flashlight were mounted, pulling both free. It wasn't often that he had to actually fire his weapon, hadn't happened in years actually, but he wasn't going to take any chances, not after all the weird shit that was happening tonight. Forcing open the driver's side door, having to shove his way out due to all the corn, he waded through it until he was back on the dirt path again, clipping the flashlight onto the shotgun and using it to look around. Left, then right, scanning for whatever had caused him to swerve and at first he saw nothing, till he heard a sound off to the side. He aimed towards it, the strange, chirping noise. "Hello? Who's there? Anybody? Hands where I can see them, no sudden moves..." At first he couldn't see anything because of the rain but then the beam landed on something...something he couldn't say he'd ever seen before. She was short, around 5 ft tall and pale like she hadn't seen the sun in a long, long time, or ever...in fact pale was an understatement. She was white...almost entirely white and at first he thought it was some kind of skin-tight suit but the closer he looked he realised she wasn't wearing anything at all...he could see bare breasts, two rosy pink nipples adding a splash of colour to an otherwise entirely white body...the only other colour being two similarly pink spots on her head...or was that her hair? That, and the red of her eyes. She was unlike any creature he had ever seen or heard of before, and he was starting to put two and two together...a strange shooting star crashing near the town and now this...this thing? "Are you an alien? Do you speak our language?" He was trying to stop himself from being too freaked out, couldn't help making a joke. "Do you come in peace?" He took a step towards it...or her, it seemed, trying to get a better look. He couldn't see her face well enough in the rain to really know what she was thinking or be able to hazard a guess, but her movements seemed strange, lithe and almost serpentine...fast. He saw her dart to the side and it was hard to track but she stopped again, she was looking right at him and...fucking hell, was that a tail? Did she have a tail? "Stay right where you are...I don't want to hurt you, just...what are you? Do you have a name?" He approached, thinking he must be out of his damn mind but he had spoken the truth, he really didn't want to hurt her, it wouldn't do for an alien's first impression of Earth to be some dickhead opening fire before they had a chance to communicate and besides, she was kind of cute in that 'alien lifeform that might want to eat your eyes from your skull or might just be scared' kind of way.

 

[Bunny]

He'd squirmed at first, but Aphrae had been positive that she wouldn't hurt him and then Elijah seemed to understand she wasn't trying to hurt him and he'd relaxed. Crawling on top of him, she had watched him with those large red eyes, chittering softly. The sharpness of the word made her hair lower some, flattening, almost like a flinch, but when he didn't seem to react further, she'd bent to nuzzle him affectionately. An arm wrapped around her waist and she made a soft sound as he rubbed his cheek back against her own, one that was clearly pleased by the return of the action. Cuddled against his chest, her tail still wrapped around him, she closed her eyes, savoring the comfort he offered. While Elijah shifted, she made a small growl, the rumble of displeasure and as if he understood, he stopped. Though moments later, she heard him speaking again, but this sounded somehow different.

Pushing herself up, she looked down at him with a quizzical look. She moved to grab his phone, curious but he moved away from her and she gave him a small pout. she reached for it again and a small battle of her trying to reach the small little contraption, while he tried to keep it from her grasp began. A small huff was given after a few moments and she laid back down with a clearly sulky look on her face. She'd just wanted to see it! While he finished placing the order to feed her bottomless pit of her stomach, Aphrae settled for just snuggling until she head her name. looking up, she searched for the thing he'd be holding and made a disgruntled noise, hands moving towards his pockets while he rolled her to her back. Her tail was still firmly around his waist while her eager hands searched for their prize.

When he reached for her arm, effectively stopping her search she said, "⟟ ⟊⎍⌇⏁ ⍙⏃⋏⏁ ⏁⍜ ⌇⟒⟒ ⟟⏁! ⋏⍜⏁ ⎎⏃⟟⟟⟟⟟⟟⍀." Though the kisses gave her pause and she gave a sweet chortle of sound, looking up at him. Unfortunately for Elijah he was sending all the wrong signals to the alien girl. Her cheek pressed into his palm, her quest for his phone forgotten for the moment. The idea of a bath wasn't a bad one, but it wouldn't help with her budding ideas in regards to him. He leaned closer after speaking her her in a nonsensical way, lips pressing to the velvet of her forehead. Chirping softly as he climbed off she slowly uncoiled her tail and watched as he began to clean up the aftermath of her battle with the small furry creature. Sitting up she watched him, content to do just that for the moment.

The sound of the bell made her jump and her voice held something he had not heard from her before, fear. "⍙⊑⏃⏁ ⍙⏃⌇ ⏁⊑⏃⏁?!" Picked up, she was moved to his chair and she frowned. the words meant nothing to her. He left her and for a moment, she did as she was asked, but when she heard another voice, her curiosity peaked. Rising from his chair she crawled silently towards the sounds. Unfortunately for her, she didn't understand the door knob and lucky for him, it kept her in the living room. The knob rattled and she pushed against the door. With the effort of her tail, it bowed ever so slightly, but Aphrae didn't want to break the door. "⌰⟒⏁ ⋔⟒ ⍜⎍⏁!" The melodic sweetness of her voice annoyed and vaguely frustrated. "⏁⊑⟟⌇ ⌇⏁⎍⌿⟟⎅ ⍜⏚⌇⏁⏃☊⌰⟒ ⏃⋏⎅ ⏚⟒⎎⍜⍀⟒ ⟟⏁ ⊬⍜⎍ ⍙⍜⎍⌰⎅⋏'⏁ ⌰⟒⏁ ⋔⟒ ⌿⌰⏃⊬ ⍙⟟⏁⊑ ⏁⊑⟒ ⌰⟟⏁⏁⌰⟒ ⏁⊑⟟⋏☌-⏃-⋔⏃-⟊⟟☌!"

The door opened and she pushed past him to find the source of the other voice and she made another annoyed sound, that was before the scent of food caught her attention. She moved back into the living room. She watched him lift a piece and tilted her head. "⎎⍜⍜⎅?" Shifting, she lifted herself with her tail, wrapping her arms and legs around him. She reached out one hand, though because of how she was wrapped around him, she couldn't quite reach the food. She gave a plaintive chirp and when he leaned closed she tentatively touched one, when it didn't hurt her, she grabbed a piece of chicken eagerly and ate it whole. The bones, meat and all crunched through and then swallowed. Eagerly she reached for more, each time, forcing him to lean forward some to let her grab more.

 

[Staine]

With her tail around his waist, Elijah didn't actually mind her being on top of him. It was a position he often enjoyed, being able to cuddle a girl in his arms as she laid on him, and it was no different with Neva even if she was acting more like a pet, like Jax had often in that very same position. Either way, he had just been relieved that it was affection she had shown as she had flipped him, there was always the chance that she would have been annoyed at him for stopping her eating Jax. He didn't blame her for it, he wasn't upset...it was understandable, she was probably from somewhere where they ate live animals, clearly she was a predator if her teeth and movements were anything to go by so in the end he should have seen it coming...but again her intelligence had shone through, she'd understood he wasn't trying to hurt her and was instead looking after his pet, and she had let Jax go without much of a fight at all so he'd taken his time and petted her, enjoyed the peace and cuddling until he reached for his phone. Even Elijah could tell it was an unhappy noise but he figured feeding her some more would be a good idea, so he'd made the call. As he'd been speaking, Neva had sat up, and he'd looked directly up at her from the floor before having to move the phone away and raise his voice as he placed his order, twisting beneath her to keep it from her. "Neva, knock it off, you can't have the phone, not while I'm using it!" He was laughing as he spoke, no doubt confusing the man on the other end.

After rolling her onto her back she had continued to search for his phone, going into his pocket as he rolled his eyes, letting her fumble until he had taken her arm to kiss her cuts better. she really needed to be more careful, at least until he knew if anti-septic cream would be okay for her, he was currently really worried about hurting her after the incident with the steak, rubbing her cheek with his thumb as she nuzzled into him. She wasn't the only one having those kinds of feelings, though in his eyes she wasn't giving him any mixed signals, it was all his own doing, even with her alien features or maybe because of them she looked cute, her body was humanoid enough to give him those kinds of urges without being completely obvious, and he had been fighting them for a short while by then. He knew he would hate himself if he took advantage of her, she wasn't his pet, she wasn't some toy for him to play with, she was a guest in his home, an orphan now. When the food had arrived it had been a welcome distraction and he'd gone to get it, most of the mess cleaned up, ignoring the way the doorknob was being played with as he spoke to the delivery man as quickly as possible before bringing it back in, laughing softly as she ran past him. "Neva, you can't let other people see you, that's really not a good idea! I don't know anybody I could trust right now so I'm not letting anybody catch sight of you...I'm not letting you put yourself in danger."

Sitting down with his chicken, his eyes had widened just a little as she lifted herself into the air before wrapping her arms and legs around him, thankfully the alien girl was light but it had made it no less alarming at first even if he was starting to get used to her antics. "Like it in my lap do you?" He'd chuckled as he ate his chicken, petting her with the other hand. "Still cute, way too cute. Want a piece?" As though she understood him she'd reached for the bucket, though she hadn't actually gotten up to get it. Grinning, he watched her for a little bit before he leaned forward with her, one arm around her waist so she wouldn't fall while she grabbed a piece. She ate it the same way she seemed to eat everything, including the bones and he found she soon wanted more, having to lean forward each and every time she grabbed one. After her fourth he was done with his own and to give himself a little break he offered her what was left of the drumstick, holding it near her mouth, trusting her not to take his hand off.

Next time he reached for a piece, he let her grab one too, not thinking to grab the bucket since he was enjoying his little game with her, though the way she was wrapped around him had her rear in an awkward position. By the time the first bucket was done he could feel she was starting to affect him, he was starting to feel himself harden and he had to pause for a moment, his arousal a combination of seeing her earlier, the affection, how cute and even sexy the alien looked and her position. "One second Neva, here, finish this..." He handed her what was left of his third piece. They had another 60 pieces and he was curious how much she would be able to manage as he leaned forward, grabbing the bucket this time and pulling it so it was in his lap beside her, starting to eat more. After his fifth piece he felt he was done, and he fished his phone out of his pocket again and unlocked the screen while he let her eat her fill before he took her for a bath. "Is this what you wanted to see?"

 

[Bunny]

Eating fell into pleasing rhythm as they leaned forward to grab pieces of the odd meat. It was coated in something she didn't understand and it leaded something that wasn't juices from the meat, but she didn't question it. He ate it and it tasted good enough, even if a thick flavor started to coat her tongue. Chicken vanished into her bottomless stomach with no sign of her slowing down. The bone offered made her tilt her head at him, a distinctly bird like motion. "⟟⏁ ⟟⌇ ⍜⎅⎅ ⊬⍜⎍ ⎅⍜ ⋏⍜⏁ ⟒⏃⏁ ⏁⊑⟒ ⏚⍜⋏⟒⌇. ⍙⏃⌇⏁⟒⎎⎍⌰. ⏁⊑⍜⎍☌⊑, ⊬⍜⎍⍀ ⏁⟒⟒⏁⊑ ⎅⍜ ⋏⍜⏁ ⌇⟒⟒⋔ ⎎⟟⏁ ⎎⍜⍀ ⟟⏁." Her fingers moved to his mouth as she spoke, worming between his lips to peer at the teeth in question, her understanding of personal space nonexistent. "⌰⍜⍜☍ ⌰⟟☍⟒ ⎎⍜⍜⎅, ⏚⏃⌇⟒⎅ ⍜⋏ ⊬⍜⎍⍀ ⏁⟒⟒⏁⊑... ⏚⎍⏁ ⟟ ⍙⟟⌰⌰ ⋏⍜⏁ ⟒⏃⏁ ⊬⍜⎍." They rocked in place for a while, eating until he stopped her, pulling the bucket closer. While he seemed finished, she kept eating. "⏃⌰⌇⍜ ⋏⍜ ⍙⍜⋏⎅⟒⍀ ⌇⍜ ⋔⎍☊⊑ ⌇⋔⏃⌰⌰⟒⍀, ⊬⍜⎍ ⟒⏃⏁ ⌰⟟☍⟒ ⏃ ⌇⟟☊☍ ⊑⏃⏁☊⊑⌰⟟⋏☌." This was remarked as she crunched down on a wing, chewing thoughtfully.

Squirming slightly against the hardness beneath her she frowned at him. His lap wasn't as comfortable as it had been, but she didn't move, less willing to leave his lap. She liked sitting where she was. She was reaching with both hands for more chicken, a piece in each hand as he pulled out the small device he'd been using before. gasping she reached for it, dropping a piece of chicken as she did so. It had been all but forgotten about. "⍙⊑⏃⏁ ⟟⌇ ⟟⏁? ☊⏃⋏ ⟟ ⟒⏃⏁ ⟟⏁?" Licking it curiously she wrinkled her nose. "⋏⍜⏁ ⎎⍜⍜⎅." Her fingers started pressing buttons and suddenly a voice answered, though from far off. "Hello?" She chittered at it and shook it. "⎅⍜ ⊬⍜⎍ ☌⟒⏁ ⌇⋔⏃⌰⌰⟒⍀? ⍙⊑⟒⍀⟒ ⟟⌇ ⏁⊑⟒ ⊑⎍⋔⏃⋏?" "Elijah? Hello. What was that noise?" She pressed a button and the call ended and she frowned at it pushing it back into his hand before eating the chicken that had been dangling in her hand. Picking up the piece that had fallen into her lap, she brushed at the oily stain that had appeared on her satin soft skin. "⟟⏁ ⋔⏃⍀☍⟒⎅ ⋔⟒!" There was something akin to fear and anger in her voice as she pawed at her thighs, alarm rising. Her greasy fingers making new tracks and she made a sound of distress, looking at the bucket and hissing ferally, teeth bared before her attention turned back to her skin. "⊑⟒⌰⌿!"

She wiggled in his lap as she tried to remove the seeming 'growing' stain from her flesh, though while it might feel nice, the pure panic etching onto her face as she looked at him. Her great red eyes filling with crystal tears. Hunger forgotten for the moment she pawed at him. "⌿⌰⟒⏃⌇⟒ ⊑⟒⌰⌿! ⍙⊑⏃⏁ ⟟⌇ ⏁⊑⟟⌇? ⎎⟒⟒⌰⌇ ⍙⍀⍜⋏☌... ⌿⌰⟒⏃⌇⟒... ⊑⟒⌰⌿ ⋔⟒." She made a soft, plaintive chirp and pulled at his hands now, though when she saw his finger glistening with the cold grease she gasped and started trying to clean his hands. "⟟⏁ ⟟⌇ ⏃⏁⏁⏃☊☍⟟⋏☌ ⊬⍜⎍ ⏁⍜⍜! ⍙⊑⏃⏁ ⎅⍜ ⍙⟒ ⎅⍜?!" She looked up at him, tears falling down her cheeks as she held his hands out and away from his body, trying to stop the spread of the foreign substance..

 

[Staine]

In truth, it was hard not to think of Neva like a pet...especially with the way she behaved. Her movements and mannerisms were incredibly animalistic, the way she was clinging to him while he fed her piece by piece of chicken, how curious she was about everything and the sounds she made, the chirps which he knew were some kind of language that he just couldn't understand...from Elijah's perspective it was almost like having a pet monkey, that's how he pictured it. Even as the thoughts crossed his mind he knew that was selling her short though, very short, as Neva was far more intelligent that that...in fact, judging by the fact her species seemed to have developed space travel over what he presumed to be a very long distance it was safe to say that they might be more intelligent that humans. Still, as she poked at his mouth and he struggled to stop himself from laughing as this time he made no move to stop her it was impossible to separate how he perceived her from how an animal might be, or maybe more accurately, a curious teenager from a tribe that just hadn't seen other humans before and didn't know how modern civilisations were. Then there was the problem that he was somehow finding her attractive in all of this...apart from the terrifying teeth her body was almost flawlessly feminine and she had been grinding in his lap, showing herself off even if he was sure she didn't know that...but at least when she realised he was hard beneath her she didn't seem to get offended but she did squirm as though trying to get more comfortable, or turn him on more, one of the two...

As he took his phone out of his pocket and unlocked it for her, done with his own food he found himself laughing again as she licked it and pressed the buttons on the touchpad. He heard a voice and his eyes widened a little as he realised what had happened, he could hear his sister speaking and he reached for the phone to turn it off only for Neva to manage that for him before tossing the phone aside, seemingly losing interest when she discovered it wasn't edible. Did this species really manage to cross the galaxy? He watched her pick up a piece of chicken that she'd dropped as she had taken the phone, only to see a new emotion on her face as she pawed at a grease stain on her thigh. While it didn't look like it was harming her she was starting to freak out, the chirping sounds were getting more frequent and higher in pitch as she tried to wipe away the stain only for it to spread more. At first it was slightly amusing...

Then he saw there were tears starting to form.

She pawed at him, she looked desperate, even more so when she noticed he had grease on him too and she was squirming in his lap, she seemed terrified. "Neva! Shh, Neva, it's okay, it's okay..." He didn't know what he could say to make her feel better but he pushed the bucket aside, the few pieces of chicken left inside it discarded as he pulled her towards him and wrapped his arms around her, his hand running up and down her back. "Shhhh, don't worry, I have you, you're safe, it's just grease...that's all it is..." He lifted her up with him, climbing to his feet and trying to distract her from the grease stains by holding her head to his shoulder and carrying her towards the stairs. It seemed the bath couldn't wait, and he held her close to him the entire way up and didn't let her go even in the bathroom as he sat on the edge of the tub and used mostly cold water to run the bath, letting a little hot water in it just to make it lukewarm and more importantly, stopping her from even attempting to touch the hot water tap. It took some effort but eventually he had a mildly warm bath filled with water and nothing else and he ran his hand through it so she could see. "See? It's water, just water, it's a bath. Come on, get in...we can clean some of the dirt off you, it wasn't exactly clean out there in the field and I can smell the smoke on you." He smiled and started to lower her into the bath, hoping she wouldn't make too much of a fuss about it.

 

[Bunny]

The communication device was too primitive for her to understand it properly, but she'd been fascinated by it all the same. There was also a bit of her innocence poking through with her misunderstanding of it. Not that he knew that and she wasn't aware enough to realize it. In time though, she'd learn about phones... For now though, there was the small meltdown over the grease that covered his palms. While their food would have been greasy if cooked as well, Aphrae's people didn't eat cooked meat, at least not normally. So the grease was a foreign concept and as it spread it was twofold. On one hand, it reminded her a bit of the blood that had blossomed on the bodies of her people, the pink stain slowly bleeding over their velvety skin. While it lacked the color, the spread brought the memories flooding back. On the other hand it reminded Aphrae of a disease that had been prevalent on her plant, that oily sheen similar.

The fact that it was appearing on his as well, only sent her panic into a spiral. His voice was comforting, but it had trouble breaking through the pure panic. Lifted into his arms, she squirmed, only slightly making soft distressed chittering sounds, no words behind it. She was oblivious to him making her a bath as she tried to wipe the grease from him, her eyes filling with tears, those crystal drops shimmering in the overhead fluorescent lights. The water was pulled to her attention as he turned with her to show her the clear water. The soft splashing as he ran his fingers through it. Looking up at him she gave a hiccup and allowed him to lower her into the water. It was comfortable, and she allowed him to peel her off. In the water, she watched the grease stains lift slightly and she frowned at it. Not blood, not the disease. It helped more than anything else to calm her. While it hadn't removed all the grease, it was enough to stop the blind panic.

Still breathing hard she shifted slightly in the water, her long tail hanging over the side of the tub. Splashing slightly she looked up at him, curious eyes on him. Naturally her people bathed, but the species was integrated with nature in a unique way. They bathed communically in large springs. "⏚⏃⏁⊑⟒?" She tilted her head, her sweet, musical voice soft and perhaps a touch confused. "⟟ ⎅⍜⋏'⏁ ⍙⏃⋏⏁ ⏁⍜ ⏚⏃⏁⊑⟒ ⏃⌰⍜⋏⟒... ⟟⌇ ⍙⟒⟟⍀⎅." Looking up at him she waited but he didn't understand her. She knew that, much like she didn't understand him. Yet, that wouldn't change the young alien's stubborn mindset. "⊬⍜⎍ ⍙⟟⌰⌰ ⟊⍜⟟⋏ ⋔⟒." Her tail swayed slightly before curling around his waist and without another word, unceremoniously pulled him into the tub. Water splashed over the edges as his weight displaced it and she gave a bright happy chorkle of sound. She splashed him, already dripping, half in the tub. Her tail was still around his waist, holding him in place even should he try to flee. The long length was still half in and half out as only the end of her tail was curled around his waist.

"⏚⏃⏁⊑⟟⋏☌ ⏃⌰⍜⋏⟒ ⋔⟒⏃⋏⌇ ⊬⍜⎍'⍀⟒ ⌇⟟☊☍ ⍜⍀ ⍜⌇⏁⍀⏃☊⟟⋉⟒⎅. ⏚⟒⌇⟟⎅⟒⌇, ⟟ ⎅⍜⋏'⏁ ⍙⏃⋏⏁ ⏁⍜ ⏚⟒ ⏃⌰⍜⋏⟒ ⍀⟟☌⊑⏁ ⋏⍜⍙. ⌇⍜ ⊬⍜⎍ ⏚⏃⏁⊑⟒ ⍙⟟⏁⊑ ⋔⟒!" Her words were soft, sure and she shifted in the water, her light bones making her slightly more buoyant than he was. Gently brushing at her stomach she saw more of the grease rise from her skin, the oily sheen vanishing into the water. She let out a content sound in her throat. "⍙⊑⏃⏁ ⟟⌇ ⟟⏁? ⟟⏁ ⍙⏃⌇ ⌇☊⏃⍀⊬... "

 

[Staine]

It hadn't been easy to carry his alien guest up to the bathroom, panicking as she was. He'd tried shushing her too, held her tight to his chest, the poor thing seemed to be in a full blown panic and it wasn't helping but thankfully she was light enough that he managed to make it up the stairs without falling down. Running the bath had taken some time, he'd been careful not to make it too hot, he'd had to check repeatedly, memories of what happened just touching semi-hot pork earlier reminding him that her body was not the same as his. Neva didn't seem to be able to handle any real kind of heat, warmth seemed okay but he didn't want to push his luck and make the water so hot that it hurt her, so he erred on the side of caution. Only once he was positive the water wasn't too cold nor hot did he start to lower her into it. Thankfully it was warm enough to combat the grease that had been panicking Neva, and he had reached in, taking up a sponge and wiping it away where he could find it in small circles. "See? Silly girl, there is nothing to be scared of." He even chuckled softly as she visibly started to calm down, though he wouldn't have found it nearly so amusing had he known of the disease that had ravaged her planet.

He was still smiling down at her, not paying any attention to her tail as it snaked out of the tub, growing used to how she liked to move it around already he only really noticed it once it was around his waist. "Hey, what are you...woah!!" His voice raised but it was too late as she pulled him towards the tub, reminding him again of just how strong her tail was: she might be weaker than him in every other way but that tail had several times his own power in it, and she was easily able to pull him into the tub, water splashing everywhere, pouring over the sides of the tub as he thrashed and struggled to right himself, completely soaked. "Neva!" He could hear the noises she was making, still having no idea what she was actually saying but she seemed pretty pleased with herself as he slowly got his bearings, sitting there in his jeans and shirt, completely soaked, the fabric clinging to his skin. He shook his head, unable to stop the smile from creeping along his lips and laughter of his own and noticing her tail was still wrapped around his waist. He reached for his pocket, pulling out his now drenched wallet and phone and placing them on the windowsill that he could reach. "Did you have to pull me in here while i'm still fully clothed? Look at me!" He raised his voice a little but his tone was still full of laughter.

He started unbuttoning his shirt. Maybe he shouldn't undress but Neva wasn't wearing anything either and it was incredibly uncomfortable to be sitting in the water with his shirt and jeans clinging to him, he was thankful he'd taken off his boots and socks earlier. Pulling his shirt off he threw it over the side and gripped the side of the tub, climbing to his feet, noting how her tail still didn't move from around his waist. "Relax, I'm not going anywhere, I promise." He had no doubt she wouldn't let him leave the tub, and he very much doubted he could make her do it, at least not without hurting her. Visions of those teeth and how easily she'd pulled him in flicked through his mind and he laughed inside...he wasn't very confident he would come out on top if he even tried. His belt came off, then he unceremoniously pulled his jeans down, boxer shorts along with them and stepped out, dragging the sodden garments up and throwing them over the side too before sitting back down against the edge of the tub, completely naked. "There, are you happy? You know I didn't intend to be in here with you, I was going to wash you." A soft growl was in his voice, still playful, as he reached for the sponge again and pulled her towards him, searching out the grease and the bloodstains, the dirt that was on her. He didn't want to use any soap, it felt like it would be risky until he knew for sure it wouldn't hurt her so he used only water as he began to wash her again.

 

[Bunny]

His attempts to shush her were lost on her, all but ignored as she'd panicked. No, she made it hard for him to walk, tail wrapped around him, clinging to him like a spider monkey as he took her upstairs. She didn't release him even as he worked to fill the bath for her. She made soft, distressed chirps, her eyes on the running water. This, this wasn't all that strange to her. It wasn't outside, but it echoed something she was aware of. He was gentle as he set her in the water and while to him, it was lukewarm, it was hot to her. A pleasing warmth that melted into her bones. Looking up at him she gave a soft chirp. She couldn't be the only one to get it off themselves. What if it spread still? That concern is what had Aphrae pulling him into the rub with her. She wouldn't understand the issue with having him join her. She wasn't concerned about where the water went.. the slosh of it as it poured over the sides. Once he was in the tub with her, she started trying to wash the oily stain off him as well.

While his voice was raised, there was something to it that made her not feel like he was mad at her. She tilted her head and splashed more water on him, trying to help clean him. "⊑⏃⎐⟒ ⏁⍜ ☌⟒⏁ ⏁⊑⟒ ⌇⊑⟟⋏⟒ ⍜⎎⎎'' Her voice was mater of fact, though she knew he couldn't understand her. When he rose she gave a disgruntled sound. "⋏⍜! ⋏⍜⏁ ⎅⍜⋏⟒. ⏚⏃⎅. " She watched him with stony eyes, and only relaxed when he sat back in the tub with her. Her tail stayed tight around his middle for a moment before she finally allowed it to loosen around his middle, sure he wouldn't try to flee before she had a chance to clean him.

He picked up the weird thing and began to rub it against her skin. It tickled a little and she gave a soft, chortling sound. Squirming in the water as he tried to wash her. "⏁⟟☊☍⌰⟒⌇!" She tried to stay still for him though, knowing that her squirming wasn't making his job any easier. She managed for a little while, to allow him to clean her. That was until she noticed something. Tilting her head she shifted in the water, creating small wave in the tub as she slid closer to him. Her head lowered, her eyes on something between his legs. A small, velvety brushed the head of his cock and she gave as soft sound of pleasure as she touched him. Her fingers slid down his shaft, her eyes curious as her she explored the tip of him. He felt almost like she did here, that softness of his tip. Aphrae made a soft purring sound as he started to harden under her touching.

 

[Staine]

With her tail wrapped around him as it was, it proved to be difficult just to right himself in the bathtub, thrashing around as he struggled to get his head above water, but on top of that even when he did Neva just splashed him with water like he was playing. He'd been shocked when he'd first been dragged in, surprised by her strength and the accuracy at which she wielded her tail even after seeing her use it in so many ways already, and how could he not be? She was so light when he picked her up, when he'd carried her, by rights she shouldn't have the strength to do what she had done but of course she was an alien...maybe part of her tail had been on the ground, maybe her bones were lightweight and the muscles in it equally so but still maintaining strength...however she had managed it, he had known there was no way of moving out of the tub if she wanted him to stay there and he resigned himself to that fate as he laughed at her. "You know I can't understand you, Neva, what are you trying to tell me? You really want me to bathe with you?" The continued splashing of water seemed like she wanted to clean him too so he'd risen, chuckling as she seemed to watch him hawkishly as though daring him to try and escape. He'd shed his clothing and sat back down, smiling. "Happy?"

Her tail loosened a little around his waist at that, which told him that he was doing what she wanted. It was difficult, trying to decipher what she was actually trying to communicate to him and he figured it had to be just as hard for her too, they had such different cultures...she was definitely female, he'd seen evidence of that and of course he wouldn't have just slipped into the bathtub with another human, he'd been treating her just like that...yet clearly it was different for her kind. She'd dragged him in, insisted on this and he supposed it would be okay, it wasn't like the alien would be attracted to him, nothing would happen that would make him have to stay out of the water. No, they were entirely different species, that would be insanity for sure, so he'd purged the thought from his mind. He'd started to clean her with the sponge, grinning as she squirmed around. "Neva, hold still, I can't wash you like this!" Laughing, she at least tried, proving she could understand what he wanted as he ran the sponge over her white flesh, washing away grime that had been building since the crash.

That was when her attention had been captured by something else. Before he could stop her she reached beneath the water and her hand closed around his manhood, making him falter with the sponge as he groaned. "Neva, no, let go, not there, you can't..." It was too late. Maybe it was his thoughts from before when he'd seen her sex earlier, maybe it was the way she gripped him but immediately he knew that he wasn't going to stay soft for long...he could feel himself growing erect beneath her grasp. Guilt flooded him, his cheeks starting to turn red...she didn't know what she was doing, surely, he still couldn't stop thinking of her as animalistic, innocent despite how she'd already shown her intelligence and he moved to stop her, his hand gently grabbing her wrist as he tried to pull her away. "Neva, let go, you can't...ahh...you can't do that, don't..." He was almost his full length of nearly nine inches now, hard beneath her grasp, the sponge abandoned as he tried to pull away from her while still trying to laugh, to show her he wasn't mad. "I need to finish washing you, let go..."

 

[Bunny]

Communal bathing was quite common for her, so the fact that he'd stayed out of the water in the start had confused her. It had been easily fixed by pulling him into the warm water with her. The question as to if she'd been happy had been answered in a chortling sort of chirp. While the words had not been understood, the meaning had. Her hands splashed happily in the water, more water showering him. With the almost certainty that he'd not leave the water, she'd relaxed some as he'd bathed her.

She had become distracted and it was very clear, very easy as to why. The chastising tone, to stop her wiggling had been all but ignored as she'd reached for his length. Her fingers hand brushed his tip and then slowly closed around him. The way he hardened in her palm intrigued her. He grew and became harder, her head tilted as she shifted closer to him, water sloshing along the tub's edge. Ruby eyes were focused on the task at hand.

"⌇⍜⎎⏁ ⏁⊑⟒⋏ ⊑⏃⍀⎅. ⌇⊑⍜⍀⏁ ⏁⊑⟒⋏ ⌰⍜⋏☌. ⟟ ⌰⟟☍⟒ ⏁⊑⟟⌇! ⋔⟟⋏⟒?" On some level, Aphrae understood that she couldn't claim this part of him, but it fascinated her enough to ask. The hand that had pulled at her wrist was ignored. Nothing could distract her from this new thing. The laughter confused her, the two things contradicting one another. "⊑⏃⌿⌿⊬ ⏚⎍⏁ ⋏⍜? ⟟ ⎅⍜⋏'⏁ ⎍⋏⎅⟒⍀⌇⏁⏃⋏⎅.. " While she spoke, she didn't look at him, her other hand moving toward his hardened length. Their anatomy wasn't quite so different, but enough to entertain her and draw her curiosity.

Shifting in the bath, she moved closer still. Her skin brushed along his as she leaned lower, as if to get a better look. Tilting her head to the side, she made a slight chirping sound, her tongue flicking out. On her planet, at her age, she'd have begun to look for a mate. She'd seen other couples do this and while they were not mates, in her grief and sorrow.. This had always made those she watched feel good.. She wished to replicate it. To experience it. With no other of her own kind to turn to, why not someone who clearly seemed to care for her, confusing as it was.

 

[Staine]

She wasn't listening. It wasn't like Elijah had expected any different, Neva couldn't understand him after all, though she had responded to his tone so far for the most part. This time she was ignoring him completely...first she had dragged him into the tub...that was fine, she didn't seem to want to bathe alone or perhaps it was something she simply wasn't accustomed to, Elijah couldn't possibly know what her species did or how they behaved together so that was reasonable, and he had stripped in turn, not liking the idea of bathing in his clothes. He'd tried to clean her, sponge in hand but that hadn't been what Neva had in mind it seemed. Her velvety hand closed around his manhood, Elijah's eyes widening when he realised what was happening and gently grabbed her wrist to stop her, used a soft tone to try to tell her no amidst her own curious chirping. "Neva, no, let go, that's not..." He didn't know what she had said, that language wasn't even remotely like anything on Earth and he had no way of deciphering it, but she wasn't backing away this time. Maybe it was because of his laughter, drawn from him by the absurdity of the situation.

He'd hardened quickly in her hand, her touch soft, squeezing him curiously and he groaned, shaking his head and trying not to think about how good it felt, how long it had been since his ex had left after a rare, dangerous situation in the town had injured him. Elijah didn't blame her, his job was dangerous, he had almost died and she hadn't wanted to be the woman waiting at home wondering if some random act of violence would take him from her even in a relatively quiet town like this one. Thick and aching, a full nine inches with Neva's hand wrapped around it and Elijah trying to pull her away. Thoughts of what it might be like crossed his mind...Neva was small even compared to a human girl, Elijah was large...she was soft, supple, flexible...she was even attractive, her body was lithe, appealing in how strange and different it was and the alien made him smile but he couldn't let this happen, could he? Her other hand closed around him and he groaned again, though that was nothing compared to the sound he made when her tongue snaked out to drag along his length.

Momentarily his grasp loosened, his cock throbbed in her grip. That tongue...so long and agile like the rest of her, her tail still loosely around his torso and upper arms, not holding him but there in case he tried to leave the tub, no doubt. He fought with his own desire, one hand grabbing her head gently while the other reached for her chest. "Neva I can't, I'm sorry...I know you don't understand me but you don't know what you're doing..." He didn't know if he believed his own words, the only reason he was fighting this was because he didn't want to take advantage of her...yet she was the one being aggressive. That, and the thought of her licking it, while erotic and appealing, put those teeth in his mind...he knew that if she took him into her mouth he wouldn't dare fight for fear of her biting him.

 

[Bunny]

His hand gripped her wrist and she looked up from his manhood with curious, almost oblivious eyes. She didn't understand and she pulled at the hand that held her wrist with her free hand. "⟟ ⟊⎍⌇⏁ ⍙⏃⋏⏁ ⏁⍜ ⏁⍜⎍☊⊑. ⌰⟒⏁ ☌⍜'' There was an almost pouty tone to her chirping words and she moved her eyes back down. His laughter had made her think it was okay and though he kept repeating a word, she had no idea what it meant. No. So she brushed it off. Whatever the word meant, it clearly hadn't been worth teaching her. The way his body reacted was curious to her, for while bathing with her own kind was normal, such things would have only begun for her. She'd never touched any of her own kind, but they were... a little similar she thought. The groan didn't seem to be pained, though she looked up, searching his face. Worried for a moment. "⎅⍜⟒⌇⋏'⏁ ⊑⎍⍀⏁?"

Her hand stopped pulling at his own, and her other hand had joined the first, her focus fully on his length. Her tongue curled around his length and that, he seemed to like. She gave a pleased chirp, his body giving a pleasing throb in her hand. She explored him like she might with a mate of her own kind. Her grief and her odd situation perhaps lend to her curious nature. When he grabbed her chin, fingers gentle as his other hand pressed to her chest, trying to pull away. "⏚⎍⏁ ⊬⍜⎍ ⌰⟟☍⟒⎅ ⟟⏁!" There was confusion, frustration in her voice. She'd never see any of her own kind again. That lingered in her mind even as she pulled her chin out of his grasp. He seemed kind. Cared for her. Could she ask for much more in a mate? Elijah wouldn't have been a choice, had she still been on her home planet, but here.. stranded. She wanted that bond with him. Wanted that sort of comfort. To know she wasn't alone.

Her tail moved, this time it snaked from his waist to his arms, pulling both away from her. "⏚⟒ ⌇⏁⟟⌰⌰. ⌇⟟⌰⌰⊬, Eeeliiieguuuuuh'' Her head lowered again and her tongue swirled around his length. There was the faint salt lingering from his day's work, but there was the slightly floral taste from the bathwater and the underlying taste of his skin. Aphrae enjoyed how his body pulsed under her tongue and she slowly pulled it up, lapping at the tip. His body betrayed him, a bead of precum there. That little bead made her purr with delight. "⊬⎍⋔⋔⊬ ⎅⟒⍙ ⎅⍀⍜⌿!" The happiness in her voice was evident as the tip of her tongue flicked back over that soft mushroom tip. She wanted more, clearly. The salt and taste of him highly pleasing to the alien female. "⊑⍜⍙ ⎅⍜ ⟟ ☌⟒⏁ ⋔⍜⍀⟒?" She looked up at him and nodded to the head of his cock. Her hands stroked him a little and when another little bead formed she gave a chortle of joy and lowered her head to lap it up.

 

[Staine]

It was difficult at the best of times to understand what Neva was saying, her language was just so far removed from anything on Earth other than animal sounds...yet somehow the tone still managed to get across to him. His own tone, however, didn't seem to be making much of an impact as he tried again to pull her away from his now fully erect length. "Neva, I told you no, you can't..." Even his body language should have told her to stop but her hand was still on him, her tongue darted out again and he groaned softly, his attempts to stop her halting for just a few moments. Those moments were all it took and this time her tongue stretched out further, curling around him. He'd reached for her, lifted her chin to try and extract himself but it was no good...nothing he did seemed to stop her for long. There was what sounded like frustration in her tone now, his own was still a mixture of lust and amusement. "Neva, leave that alone, please, you don't know what you're doing!"

Was that true though? Her species had to reproduce somehow, and while humans were the only species he knew of that did it for pleasure, he knew nothing of her kind. He didn't get to think about it for long before she acted and not in the way he'd been hoping. Her tail, which had been loose around his waist for a while now, started to coil around his arms. Before he could stop her, it tightened around them and he found out first-hand just how powerful it was...like a coiled python and about as long as one it didn't feel nearly as fragile as the rest of her seemed to be, he struggled to pull free but he couldn't make it budge at all, his arms pulled up and away from his side and still enough of her tail wrapped around his waist that he knew he couldn't do anything about it. "Neva, let go of me right now or you're in trouble, I swear I'm gonna...ahh!"

With his arms out of the way and no longer able to interfere she had lowered her head back down to his manhood and he groaned again, his eyes closing. He had never imagined anything could feel like this, her tongue wrapped around him was so different from anything he'd ever experienced before and with no way to stop her surely nobody could fault him for just enjoying it, could they? He stopped struggling, stopped protesting and his hips shifted towards her a little, thoughts of those teeth gone...Elijah wasn't worried she would try to bite him anymore, she clearly had one, single goal and she knew exactly what she was doing. Her chirps were far less frustrated and happier now as he relaxed in her grasp, her tongue squeezing and tugging at him, pleasure building quickly once he gave in to her. "F-Fuck, don't stop...that feels so good..." He knew he shouldn't have even said that, but she didn't understand him so where was the harm anyway? Nobody would ever know.

 

[Bunny]

He kept speaking, but she couldn’t make heads or tails of what he was saying. He tried to stop her, yes, but he seemed to thoroughly enough himself. Rape was not a concept on her world and so the idea that his body would be so willing, and yet his mind stumbled and tried to stop her was a confusing concept to her. The tugging at his hands was confusing, but they no longer were an issue for her. Aphrae’s eyes rolled up toward him as he groaned, eyes closed she found it intriguing, but she took this all still as signs of pleasure. He was different from her and she didn’t know how his kind reacted to the pleasure she was clearly giving.

When his hips moved towards her, Aphrae let out a soft, happy chirp. The sound vibrated along his shaft along the length of her tongue. She didn’t stop, though she didn’t know that had been the request as her tongue moved along his shaft. The long length was flexible and able to be controlled much like her tail; with great accuracy.

Siddling closer to him Aphrae slid her mouth over the tip of him, her tongue still coiling up and down his cock. There was a steady rhythm to the movement and though entirely new to her, she understood what to do instinctively. How she wouldn’t have been able to explain and while such acts would not come to a human without aid, for her kind, they did. He was salty and almost sweet in her mouth, like a treat. One could not blame the alien female for exploring it further, could they?

She wouldn’t stop and unbeknownst to her there would be a sweet reward when Elijah finally reached his climax. When Aphrae found out what awaited her in the end, one could only guess what it would lead to in the future.