Starlight Sex: My Alien Girlfriend
Chapter 1
Tristan Cortes stood in the small bathroom adjacent to his apartment with a towel around his waist and his body dripping wet, as he had just gotten out of the shower. He ran a hand over the mirror and stared at his reflection and made a raspberry. He wished he was better looking for his age of twenty-three years, what with his caucasian complexion, amber gold eyes, and messy dark grey hair, all things he inherited from his nerd of a father. Tristan took in a deep inhale and began his hygiene routine, which consisted of brushing his teeth, flossing, gargle with mouthwash, shave (except for a small goatee that he has been nurturing for a few weeks now), and comb his hair, the latter of which always remains messy. He went into his tiny bedroom and went through his clothes and decided to wear some faded blue jeans, a leather brown belt, a grey t-shirt, a red plaid button shirt opened up, and his black and white sneakers. He went to his dresser and slung his phone onto his belt's left side, a pair of earbuds into his pocket, and his wallet in the back. "Okay, we can do this," Tristan told himself as he twirled his keys on his finger. "It's only, what, the fifth try with a girl this month? Geez, I'm gonna owe Nikki so bad for her helping me hook up with Audrey…I hope it's worth it." Tristan went past all his nerd memorabilia, from his bookshelf stocked with fantasy and sci-fi books and gaming magazines and strategy guides, as well as a large collection of classic fantasy and sci-fi movies and animated movies and TV shows, his old video game consoles, and his old mountain bike, though he will not need the latter for his date. "Okay, we can do this. Make it so," he told himself as he left and headed down to the apartment complex garage for his motorized scooter.
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The date turned out to be a disaster for Tristan. Upon meeting Audrey in the park, she went on to insult his choice in fashion, his choice of the restaurant he took her to, then afterwards while they were sitting in the park having a conversation, of which Tristan decided to tell her several of his favorite sci-fi movies and shows, she immediately ditched him and left him with insults. "You're a total fucking loser!" she laughed in his face. "Face it, dipshit, no girl on the planet will ever date a stupid nerd like yourself!" Audrey turned and strolled off, never looking back as she disappeared around a street corner.
Tristan instantly was bummed out on another failed date, so he took off for the one place that always made him happy: Noah's Arkade. Once there, he met his friend Lucas Dias, who was working the counter that night. "Tristan, how'd your date with Audrey go?" Lucas called to him once he spotted him.
"Not so good. All she did was bitch and complain and insult me every chance she got," Tristan answered while plopping himself onto the counter.
"I warned you that Audrey was nothing but a bitch, but you were too desperate for physical contact with a woman that you wouldn't listen."
"Yeah, well, I think I'd have a higher chance of alien contact here than I would with a woman."
"Let me help you then, since your date was such a drag," Lucas told him. He fed a dollar bill through the coin converter and handed Tristan four quarters. "First four games are on me."
"Thanks, buddy." Tristan headed off and went to a nearby Galaga arcade box, where he set to work blasting away invading aliens.
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Tristan ended up spending most of the night at Noah's Arkade, spending roughly ten dollars on the games there, and he realized he needed to get home to get enough sleep for work the next day. While driving home on the empty streets, Tristan thought back to what Audrey said to him. "Face it, dipshit, no girl on the planet will ever date a stupid nerd like yourself!"
"Ah, what does she know? All she ever does is smoke and act like a bitch," Tristan told himself. "I wonder if I'll still owe Nikki for this date though…" Tristan's eyes wandered off into space (literally) and his eyes caught sight of something, making him pull over onto the curb. Up in the night sky among the stars, Tristan spotted a star that was glowing brighter than the others, and not only that, it was moving and growing in size. "The hell is that?" he wondered. He watched the star continue moving in the sky, but eventually, as it grew more in size, he realized that it was not a star, but an azure blue ship, blending in with the night sky, and it was on fire and expelling smoke. The ship shrieked through the sky and landed in the forest at the edge of the city, which Tristan was not too far from. Curiosity overtook him, and he sped off for the forest as fast as possible.
Once Tristan reached the edge, he parked his scooter and ran into the forest, following the pillar of smoke that rose above the trees. He soon came to a clearing and the ship sat in the middle, bellowing smoke and small cracks of fire. A hatch built into the back of the tiny ship was open and Tristan went to investigate. "Hello? Anyone inside?" he called out, receiving no answer. He stepped inside and took notice of the futuristic machinery inside the ship, which was big enough to house one or two people. At the cockpit, Tristan spotted a young woman unconscious in the pilot seat, but when he went to her, he saw that her skin was a celeste blue, her hair long and grey, and a pair of horns protruded from her head. "Hey, you okay?" he asked her, shaking her shoulder, but the strange woman did not move. The console in front of them began making loud beeps and a red warning message flashed onscreen in words Tristan could not understand. "Okay, something is telling me that whatever is happening isn't good." A panel opened and a bag was dropped in front of him, which he slung over his shoulder, then the entire ship began rumbling. "Okay, time to go!" Tristan scooped the woman up and dashed out of the ship when it suddenly made a loud BOOM, making him spin away. A small sphere of black matter energy encompassed the entire ship then shrank in size, leaving nothing behind; no ship, grass, or even the ground, the latter of which being a spherical empty husk.
Tristan spotted rays of light atop the trees near the city and realized it was people coming to check what had happened, which made him break into a sprint for his scooter while throwing the unconscious woman over his shoulder before they could be spotted. After reaching his scooter, Tristan tucked the woman onto his lap and sped off for home, taking risks by running a few red lights, hoping to avoid anyone seeing him with the strange woman. Fortunately, he was not spotted and reached his apartment undetected, where he locked the door behind him and laid the woman on his worn sofa. "Oh, geez, what have I done bringing this chick home?" Tristan asked himself after he finally calmed down from the whole ordeal. He got up and began pacing, occasionally stealing a glance at the sleeping woman. "Okay, a unrecognizable ship falls out of the sky, clearly foreign, the pilot is a blue girl with horns on her head, and the whole ship exploded in some black energy thing, leaving no trace behind…Now that I think about it, it kinda reminds me of a warp core meltdown in Star Trek." Tristan glanced over at the blue woman again. "I have a really, really good feeling this girl is from space…I doubt I'll get any information about who she is right now, so I guess I gotta wait till morning." Tristan went to his closet and came back with a blanket, which he threw over the young woman to keep her warm. After doing that, Tristan went through the pack the ship gave him, which consisted of several sets of colorful jumpsuits, some water and dried food, and a curiously-shaped pistol not unlike anything man-made. Tristan put it all away and left the pack near the sofa.
Tristan went to the woman and brushed at her long grey hair, and that's when he noticed a strange earpiece hooked into her left ear. "What is this?" he wondered, taking it off and looking at it. "This some kind of bluetooth?" Tristan sighed and set it on the coffee table and headed to bed as he was extremely tired from the day's events.
THE NEXT DAY
Tristan laid sprawled in his bed, himself dreaming of the strange blue woman on his sofa. She was hovering over atop him, her body hot to the touch and herself breathing slow and deep. "I just want to say thank you for rescuing me from my crashed ship. Had you not appeared, I would be dead, so…let me reward you," she whispered to him in a lustful voice before she undid the straps on her top and pulled it down, revealing her blue-tinted breasts to him, making a tent rise up in his pajama pants. She blushed a deep red and lowered herself closer to him, her lips pursed open for a kiss. "Kea talu?"
"What?" Tristan asked, puzzled.
"Kea talu? Kea talu?!" she yelled, awakening Tristan. He jerked in bed and found the blue woman sitting on his lap, keeping him down, and she had the pistol from her pack pointing directly at his face as she glared at him with brightly orange eyes. Tristan let out a girly scream and tried to leap off the bed, but the woman refused to let him move. "Kea talu?! Kea sulu desida?!" she yelled, jabbing the gun at him, which had blue lights on it and the barrel hole was glowing blue as well.
"I don't know what you're saying!" Tristan cried at her, pointing a finger at his open mouth, hoping to convey that he cannot understand her.
"Kea sulu traffra?!" the woman ordered, gesturing her finger at her left ear.
"The bluetooth thing?" Tristan mumbled. The woman grabbed him by the collar and hoisted him up, but suddenly gasped when his crotch hits hers; turned out Tristan was still hard from the dream he was having, even with having a gun pointed at him. The woman blushed a deep red when she saw the tent in his pants poking her. Tristan gave a sheepish grin. "Sorry about that." The woman got up and yanked Tristan out of bed. "Leh traffra!"
"Okay, okay!" Tristan lead her to the sitting room with the gun at his back, where he gave her the earpiece on the coffee table. The woman snatched it and inserted it back on her ear.
"There, much better," she spoke, now in perfect English thanks to her portable translator. "Now, tell me who you are, where I am, and where my ship is." She kept the pistol trained on Tristan while he explained everything he saw the night before. "So, my ship is gone…what a shame, but damn that Slugdorn, shooting me from behind…"
"Um, you alright?" Tristan asked her. The woman paced for a moment and then let out a long sigh.
"I wish to apologize for threatening you the way I did, and thank you for rescuing me from my ship. Had you not appear when you did, I would've been killed in the reactor core meltdown. May I be courtesy enough to ask for my rescuer's name?"
"Name's Tristan Cortes, sweetcheeks," Tristan remarked with a grin.
"My name isn't 'Sweetcheeks,' it's Celeste Luvendass, and I come from the planet Tendricide," Celeste explained. "I am a bounty hunter, and I was on a mission tracking down a Slugdorn when my target appeared and got the jump on me, and you know the rest."
"So, what will you do now? Is there some phone number or something you can call for some friends to come get you?"
"Unfortunately, all my communication equipment and supplies were destroyed in my ship during the meltdown. All I have is the emergency survival pack that you took with you."
"Well…this sucks…" At that moment, Tristan's phone rang, which he answered. "Yeah…Yeah, I got it. I'll be there as soon as possible." He hung up. "I gotta get to work now. How about you just hang out here until I get home and we can discuss this more. So just hang out here, try not to break anything, and I'll be home later." Tristan grabbed his backpack and keys and was at the door when he turned back to Celeste. "And don't answer the door for anyone. Earthlings aren't exactly accustomed to aliens from other planets, so you'd kinda freak them out, and I'd rather my landlord not know I have a roommate in here."
"Why is it you are so calm around me, though? How are you so different from the rest of your species?" Celeste wondered.
"I watch a lot of Star Trek and other stuff; seeing you is nothing new for me." Tristan gave her a chuckling grin and left, heading down to his scooter. He sat upon it and secured his helmet on. "Celeste Luvendass…More like Luvin da ass, given how cute her butt looked while she was pacing around. Heh heh." Tristan headed off for work at the Starry Junction, a diner located by the beach, where he works as a waiter.
During the day, Tristan's head was on Celeste, hoping that she was okay at home and not getting into trouble. Damn though, I now have an alien for a roommate, and she's cute too…
"Face it, dipshit, no girl on the planet will ever date a stupid nerd like yourself!" said Audrey's words in his mind again.
Well, Audrey, I guess maybe I will just have to date a girl from another planet, then, Tristan thought to himself with a chuckle as he distributed a tray of drinks to a table.
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Back at the apartment, Celeste sat quietly on the sofa for a while, occasionally twiddling her fingers and looking around at Tristan's collection of sci-fi and fantasy items, books, movies, video games, figurines, and more. "Tristan sure has a lot of these things," Celeste noted as she picked up a figurine of Captain Kirk and marveled upon it before setting it back down. She went back to the sofa and turned the RCA television on. She found the Netflix app and switched to it and saw a program titled "Star Trek: The Original Series." "Hmm, this is that Star Trek series Tristan mentioned before he left…" Celeste commented as she clicked and an episode began.
"Space…the final frontier…" Captain Kirk began.
While watching a part of the episode where Kirk shoots a hostile alien with his phaser, Celeste thought back to that morning where she threatened Tristan with her own gun. "I was only acting cautiously, but perhaps I could have been more gentle towards him," she told herself. She thought back to the encounter, when she scared Tristan half to death, but then she remembered the part where he accidentally stabbed her crotch area with his own, and the thought made her blush a deep red. "I…Judging by my first encounter with a male of the Earth species, it seems the male genitalia is similar to the males of my species back home…Yet from the size of his pants, it seems the males of this species may be…bigger…than the males of mine…" Celeste shook herself of the thought and went to a nearby window, where she looked down upon the city street and saw people going about their morning commute. "Perhaps while I am here, I should learn more about Tristan and his species while I am here. Perhaps he can help me blend in with the public and conform to societal norms, since he says that people are not familiar with species from other planets, though I do not understand why not if they have entertainment media such as this."
Celeste decided to wait until Tristan returns home that day before pondering such things. After watching a couple episodes of Star Trek, she found herself enjoying it, feeling excited whenever she started a new episode. "I can see why Tristan likes this show so much," Celeste commented to herself upon seeing Mr. Spock use his Vulcan neck pinch on a bad guy.
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