Introduction
This is a spin-off to the one-shot called Unknown Exploration.
A lot of things will be changed though, including the reason why Daniel's on a hike. Not sure if there's going to be smut, but it might be likely, given the context of how the idea came into being. But otherwise, I hope you enjoy this sci-fi spin on an Alien trying to navigate the human world.
Paring
Daniel X Killua
Gon X Sakura X Iason
Disclaimer
Any original characters in this story are not owned by me they are owned by their respective owner.
This story contains a romance between two or more adult men, you have been warned about and are free to close the story and move on to the next.
I only own is this story and the OC characters Sakura and Daniel.
A casual hiker took a step along the path, leaves crunching under a heavy boot. The chill from the nightly breeze caused the man to readjust his scarf, before letting out a deep breath on his cold hands. Even with the warmth, it did little to ease his cold hands.
Tonight… was not a good night.
For a man in his field of profession, he certainly knew how to find and date the worst ones of the bunch. He had a few good ones, but his more recent ones… suggested he learned nothing over the past few years of dating.
Yannick, a man who had been sweet with words since the beginning, turned out to be a stalker. He should've seen it coming. He was relaxing in a bar, watching Gon have the time of his life, dancing like one of those moving things, usually found out the front of a car yard during a sale.
He envied that style of simplicity…
Then he came out of nowhere, taking a seat beside him. At first, he'd rather the person was gone but a few ice breakers, including the one about his friend looking like a dancing disaster that should be placed in front of a car yard, rather than a dance floor, got him.
He let the man in… that was his biggest mistake.
They had similar likes, the same style of food. Even their distaste for sports… he thought he found the one that got him… understood him. Everything… was going well. They had their normal number of ups and downs, fights… but nothing out of the unordinary. But then… he let loose a fact that Daniel hadn't even mentioned… a fact he should've never been aware of…
It wasn't that he understood him, melded well with him… the bastard had been stalking him for while… He knew more things about him than he was letting on.
How could that man continue to believe, after learning that he went behind his back to learn everything he could about him… to find all his interests, that the bastard… thought he'd continue to date him like nothing happened or the reverse found the whole process endearing…?
His phone went off right on cue, the screen lit up by the very name of the person he least wanted to talk to.
From Yannick
Babe… can't we talk about this? It doesn't have to end this way. I want to talk to you… please respond. I miss you…
Daniel grew sick from the message. Yannick still believed there was a chance with him…
No… the moment one of his most private kinks, a select few people he absolutely trusted with the knowledge, was used against him… it was over. How he found out, he wasn't certain… but the only reason he never lived out that kink was because a small part of him didn't want to.
It was a vanilla kink… it wasn't even a mind blowing one.
He just wanted to find someone he was compatible with… to live out that kink.
He didn't feel like Yannick gave off that personality, but the bastard was hoping he'd turn around and initiate…
Yannick thought, by knowing it… by uttering the words like a snake dripping venomous saliva… Daniel will just fall on his knees and obey. No, it's not how his kink works…
He wanted to willingly submit to his lover… not be forced into it.
Pulling up the settings, he blocked the number immediately. He didn't want to talk to that man… not now, not ever again. Daniel scrolled through his contacts, stopping at the name of the one who warned him.
He needed to cut Yannick off of all avenues from being able to reach him. The last thing he needed right now is for someone to accidentally letting slip where he was, provided… Yannick wasn't already stalking him right now.
He had a right to be paranoid about that shit.
The man typed out a small warning before sending it off to Iason, the friend… the one person who wasn't ramming it down his throat every chance he could get. He gave him a warning; he didn't notice the flaws until it was too late.
He was given the chance to make a mistake, to fall… now it's time for him to pick up the pieces and regather himself while on his hike.
Hey…
You were right, he was nothing but bad news. Tell Gon I'm going to his special place… If Yannick harasses him, tell him to fuck off or something.
The man's phone seconds later received a call, this time from Gon. He shut off his phone, not wanting to talk to anyone right now. He was mentally exhausted from having overthought about everything… He just wanted to have a nice, long, peaceful walk. To sit and think about things from a different perspective.
Another chilling breeze blew across him, hands instinctually rubbing his arms. It was so cold, tonight…
Shoving his hands into his pocket, he walked along the dirt path, moving towards his end goal. Who knew being alone, on a night walk could be so peaceful? He should do this more often… maybe not so much on a cold night.
Maybe when the climate is much better… perhaps during a non-heatwave summer day.
The man thought about his past relationships… all ending in a disaster. How could I have failed to pick up any of their bad habits, damn it… "You're a psychologist, damn it…" The man found himself speaking out loud, as if trying to give himself a positive pep talk through a negative context "Your job is to pick up on negative traits and help them work through it. Yet when going on dates, you're focusing on all the good things so much… you become blinded to the negative traits…"
"What is it you always say…" The man frowned, a single hand being lifted out of his pocket as he pointed a finger to the night sky, "That's right… a positive relationship should be able to take in the negatives and positives. Nobody is perfect… we're all human… we all make mistakes…" He sighed in defeat, "We all make mistakes…"
Daniel was being too harsh on himself right now. After a breakup, should be time for healing… to reminisce on the good things while also being able to let go. It's just this time… he really thought it was going to be good.
They had their ups… they had their downs. Hell… he even impressed his father Nathaniel, and that was no easy feat. But Vastorie… Zaikaria… they remained suspicious. Zaikaria was very vocal, even with his best relationships that ended on good terms, she was harshly critical.
He supposes that was because of her upbringing…
But it was more of a problem on his sister's attitude, one she needs to seek therapy on…
Vastorie on the hand, never said anything… he was silently judging the man. Yannick felt an unease around him… majority of his Exs did…
The only one that have been able to stand in his presence without ever feeling this unease was Gon, but the problem with that… is Nathaniel and Gon were like two peas in a pod. Very free spirited… uncaring of consequences most of the time. Not the bad kind… more like, the judgmental kind.
He can still vividly remember that time Gon gave a high school boy the finger, because he called Sakura a slur. I don't care… I love him! Gon had boldly declared. Hell, the kiss afterwards was just icing on the cake.
At that time, Gon considered Sakura a part of his world, his life… and no matter how many negative things they said about him, he loved him unconditionally. He was never the cross dresser… the femboy… the Tranny…
He was simply Sakura, a boy who liked to wear feminine clothing from time to time.
He could see the positives in anyone, no matter if they were a bully. But if you hurt his friends, you nothing but scum to him… someone he'd knock out if they tried to physically harm any of his friends.
Thankfully, as he grew older… he back less of that kind of person, but he'll still come to your aid at the drop of a hat. No matter if he was an ear to listen, or to help you get out of a sad excuse of a state.
He was super accommodating, not matter your tastes and dislikes, he knew the best spots to hit up.
Even now, as Daniel found himself taking one last step, it just added to the long list of benefits of having Gon as a friend; he stared openly at the white trees that shimmered under the moonlight sky. It was like a white sea of gem stones glimmering "Why can't I find someone like Gon…" The man found himself sighing, "Someone who loves me unconditionally… whose tooth rottenly sweet… and somehow, still single."
The man dismissed the thought as quickly as it came. What was he talking about…? He has a chance. Sakura isn't Gon's only partner… there was Iason too. Hell, the man even propositioned him to be included in the polyamorous relationship. But what was more important… was that he liked Gon's partners… he just had to learn to love all of them equally.
It was insanely difficult, due to the fact he was mainly monogamous.
Then again… he was also thinking about this, right after a break up.
The man held out his hand, waving them down as if to dismiss the thought "You just broke up with someone… give your mind time to reset."
Sitting down, he looked up just in time to see a shooting star. They say wishing on a shooting star will grant you your wish… like that would happen… The man smirked to himself, eyes closing tightly "As if that would ever happen… Still…"
Daniel looked up, smiling at the night sky "I wish I could find the one I love…" his smile continued to grow on every word, "He'll be kind… sweet… talk highly of his siblings, if any… He'd be beautiful… not just body wise… I'm not gonna be vain like that…" The man sassed himself, "Looks can be great and all…"
He declared loudly, "But I'd rather have a man with a personality… than a marble statue that's great in the sheets." I so badly, need to get laid… it's been far too long since I've had an emotional fuck. Getting to connect with them not only physically… but mentally too…
The man once more, sighed. Without me being controlled to think it's that way…
He took in a deep breath of chilling air, allowing his expression to soften… to stop thinking about the negatives. He was here… in not only Gon's… but Sakura's favourite spot. It was so silent… so peaceful… as though all the negative feelings were being drained from him as he overlooked the gemstone trees.
He honestly didn't know what they were called…
But they were certainly pretty to look at "It's so peaceful here…"
Daniel thought out loud, spotting another shooting star. Then another… A frown etched into his features "There was no report of a meteor shower tonight…"
Then he heard it, a high pitch screech sail across the sky as something fiery rocketed into the forest. The crash rocked the ground, engulfing some nearby trees in fire. The man stood up, "Holy shit… what was that?"
Running into the forest, he heading towards the direction, not at all thinking about the risks. It wasn't until he got closer, did he realise what he had failed to anticipate, "Oh no…" Some kind of metal shards were bent upon landing, telling him this wasn't a meteor that came landing down.
It was something Alien, "Nope! Back out… cover your foot prints and pretend like none of this happened." He turned away, "This shit happens in movies. An alien is going to pop out of nowhere, and I'm gonna have my head punctured by a mini mouth inside another mouth… That's right…" He started to walk away, "The fire trucks will deal with it… no… the police… fuck it the army or even FBI… Area 51 will be on this shit like a cheap hook up…"
He managed to get five steps away before he heard metal scraping… something grating against another object before falling over with a loud crash. This is where I die… isn't it. He slowly turned towards the sound, spotting something moving in the dimly lit darkness. It was moving towards him, shuffling like a slow-moving zombie.
I'm definitely going to die tonight… aren't I…? Taking a step back he tried to match whatever's sluggish pace, "I- I- I- don't even taste good…"
"Look at me… I'm just… muscle and depressing…"
One more step and the alien gave out, body falling onto the floor with a heavy thud. Daniel let out a shuddering breath of relief. He was safe… for the moment "I… Is it dead?"
He took a step forward, when he should've been getting the hell out of there. He kept taking another step, followed by another until he was able to clearly make out the figure. It was wearing some kind of purple and white suit.
The fact that he hadn't seen the white till he was extremely close should have been a warning to get the hell out of there. But then he had to see something protruding from its side, a large nail-like object had punctured its side "Are you okay…" He found himself slapping himself not just mentally, but physically to.
What he asked, had to be dumbest question on so many levels. He could hear the slow drips of something wet hitting the ground, and it wasn't coming from what was left of the ship… that was for certain.
Blood was dripping from where the nail was stuck in his suit. They clearly were hurt badly… and here he was, asking them if they were, okay? "This isn't Monty Python… this ain't but a scratch… or a flesh wound. Clearly, it was hurt badly… with something wedged in their side, which shouldn't be there. And I'm the one here asking… Are you okay…?"
"It probably doesn't even speak English…" The man further surmised, a hand instinctually reaching out to touch the suit. The moment he had; he wished he hadn't. It reached out grabbing his wrist, a series of clicks and gibberish come from the visor "Let go…" He tried to pull back only managing to do so when it let go.
He should've gone after this point, but the stupid side of him was telling him he should help… no matter the risks.
"Stupid Daniel…" The man helped the alien up, the thing feeling weightless over his shoulder. He took a step forward towards his car, "It's gonna be okay…" He muttered to the alien, regardless of his own safety, "I'm going to look after you…"
The question was how…?
He wasn't exactly a doctor, nor did he specialise in alien biology… he was not only putting himself in danger, he had no idea how to deal with his current predicament. Will the Alien even survive the drive back to his home…? Could it even survive the walk…?
He felt something stab into his side; it felt like tiny claws digging into his hip. When he looked down, he was thankful it was only the Alien's hand digging into his hip. He heard an elusive low sound of clicks and eligible words, far different to not only his own language, but also, from the ones he was aware of…
He strained his ears, desperately trying to make out a single word. The only thing he could hear was a single word "luka…"
Daniel held a hand over the Alien's, "Luka… you're safe, Luka…" He hoped that was the Alien saying please, or he just made an arse out of himself. Whether it was his words, or the creature passing out from pain, he hoped he could save it…
Afterward… he had no clue about how he was going to deal with the situation, or whether he'll live through it.
"~"
Daniel managed to get the extra-terrestrial into the car, buckling the belt seat before climbing into the car. Starting the ignition, he looked over the figure. They sat limply, head hanging low. If a police officer pulls him over, they're going to think he's driving a dead body to dump it.
There wasn't anything he could do. He doesn't even know if taking the helmet off would kill them. Hell, the wound being exposed to elements could be killing them…
Not only that, it was still bleeding… he needed to figure out a way to stop the bleeding.
Daniel reversed his car before he could argue anymore questions about his clearly stupid way of thinking. The Alien dying on him is at the far bottom of his concerns. He is taking an unidentified Alien to his house, to operate on… with zero, surgery skills.
He could always ask Leorio for assistance… No, that's a dumb idea. The less people involved, the better it is for not only myself, but it'll be better off for Leorio as well. I'm a criminal right now… at least… I think it's a criminal act.
"Shut up, Daniel…" The man pressed harder on the accelerator, really hopping that there were no police around. He brought a hand to the wound, hoping his grip alone would help slow the bleeding process.
At least the moment he did so, the blood didn't react negatively with him. He wouldn't know how to react, had the blood eaten away at his flesh like it was made out of acid. But what he did receive, was a low growl, as though a cat were warning him to stay away.
Was what he received considered a warning, or a sign of discomfort or pain.
He just hoped that this act was the correct course of action. Nathaniel always taught him to always, look out for people, to care… that's why he went into his profession. Mental support was something his good at… if only he took his own advice at times, he wouldn't be in his current predicament.
"~"
Daniel dragged the limp body into his house, towards his room. If anyone saw him, he'd definitely have been flagged as suspicious. From an outsider's perspective, he probably looked like he was carrying a dead body into his house… or God forbid, a victim he planned to abuse.
Neither of which, he'd ever want to participate in…
He already has to deal with the aftermath of abuse, he'd in no way, want to put someone in a position where they'll have to go through that healing process again.
So, it's a good thing what he was doing right now, was in the middle of the night and not the day.
Bringing the body up to his bedroom, he tried to place the Alien on his bed without any complications. What he did instead, was accidentally kick the bed post, causing the two of them to fall in the bed.
His hand accidentally pressed down onto the hurt Alien's chest, applying pressure closer to the side where the nail was located. It caused the them to release a painful cry.
Daniel pulled back his body, holding out his hands as a sign he hadn't meant them harm.
They didn't react, only lying there like a dead body, "Oh shit… I accidentally killed them." He moved his head closer, hearing a sound other than dead silence, "Oh, thank god they're alive…" Unless they try to kill me… then I'm screwed.
Moving towards the kitchen, he took a deep breath. What the hell am I doing… He immediately reached for the sink, turning on the water. He wiped away the dried blood that had accumulated on his hands, before splashing some water on his face. He felt stressed.
Looking down, he saw his hands were shaking. This is bad… grabbing the cabinet door knob, he opened it to pull out a small bottle of pills. With great difficulty he managed to popped open the lid, dropping a single one on to his palm.
He was only supposed to take one a day, usually in the morning. But there were certain exceptions. Now was one of those moments. Everything had been hitting him all at once.
The messy break up…
The Alien landing… and now he had said Alien in his house, which he managed to accidentally hurt…
To make matters worse, he was about to try remove the thing hurting them, with no knowledge on if it was the right thing to do.
It was a stressful situation. Even as he held the pill in his hand, he had been unable to keep his hand still.
He chucked it into his mouth, swallowing it without water.
His mind started to calm down as he took a deep breath, body no longer trembling. His mind was no longer going a hundred miles a second. He was able to finally relax. There was so much that needed to be done.
Putting the bottle back, he headed towards the bathroom now calm enough to react. Grabbing his emergency kit, he walked back into his room. He found the creature still laying there. He reached for the place where the metal nail was lodged in their side, touching the object.
The question now, was how deep was it…?
Could it even be pulled out…?
Should he even pull it out…?
But no matter the question, he wasn't sure of what was the right answer. Calling his friend this late wasn't going to help either.
He needed to act fast. He brought out the alcohol, starting his first prayer of the night "Please don't kill them…" Pouring a small amount on the wound, he waited for an adverse reaction. He got nothing. He poured a little more, covering the area he was about to deal with.
Next, he prepared the gauze, something he could immediately cover the wound with. Gripping the large nail with trembling hands, he got ready to pull "Here goes nothing…" He started to tug on the nail, watching it inch out slowly.
He thought there would be no problems, but the moment it was removed, the Alien grabbed his shirt, pulling him closer to their helmet as they let out a scream in his face. The shock of having it removed, must have pumped their body with adrenalin or something to that effect.
Daniel pulled his hand back, showing that he meant no harm, the only problem was when he did so, he was still holding the nail in his hand.
The visor turned slightly, looking at the hand holding the nail. The moment they did, he let go, allowing it to hit the wooden floor with a metallic noise.
Pushing him away, they started to sit up.
"Whoa, whoa… don't move… I'm trying to help you." The man gestured to the spot with the wound, but all he had received in return was a few clicks and some gibberish that made no sense to him.
He moved closer, hoping to get them to sit back down, so he could dress the wound. Instead, his movement caused them to pull a weapon on him. It thrummed when it was pointed at him, a small circle where the projectiles would come out, glowing. If he continued to approach them, he was either going to die or get shot by a stun projectile.
Neither of those options appealed to him, given that he didn't know what they'll do to him once he was knocked out.
So, he took a step back, hands still up. So much for trying to help it…
They patted their body down, as though trying to feel around for something. When they found what they were looking for, they pressed a small button on cylinder located on the belt. The thing opened by itself, small particles of smoke coming out of the canister.
Without removing their weapon or eyes trained on him, they pulled out a small squishy sac, tiny tendrils wiggling around the object.
Oh, no… they're gonna shove that down my throat, then I'm gonna be possessed, turned into a zombie for the Alien to mind control.
Rather than walking towards him, they stuck the thing against the wound, the thing attaching itself like a parasite. It disappeared into the wound.
He tried to take a step back, but then the gun moved, now aiming at his head.
Closing his eyes, he hoped it'll be quick and painless… what he instead heard was the weapon falling onto the floor.
Eyes opened to find the creature grabbing at their helmet, body trembling as though they were in severe pain.
"Don't move…" The man argued, taking a step forward. They growled at him from his actions, but considering they were in a lot of pain right now, they shouldn't be able to harm him… he hoped "I mean you no harm… I'm only trying to help."
They took a step back in response, a hand now reaching for their arm.
Daniel took a step back, just in case they had another weapon, like a knife. What they instead did, was turn a dial on the wrist, a small screen showing up.
The man took another step back just in case.
Typing away on the screen for a few seconds, they pulled something out of the wrist before sticking up against its helmet, close to their ear.
"Stay… back…"
Daniel froze. They spoke… English? "You speak my language…?"
"Pain… You… pain…"
"I'm only trying to help. You pulled the weapon on me…"
They picked up the weapon up again, pointing at him again, "Who…?"
"Who? Who am I? Daniel Darkscryer… A psychiatrist…"
"Psychiatrist…?" The Alien turned its head slightly, the action an indication of their confusion.
"I help people with mental health…"
"Mental… Health…" They shifted their head slightly.
"I only wanted to help you…"
"Help… me… You… cause… me… pain…"
"How can I help you then? I'm not trying to hurt you… at least, not intentionally… Sorry for falling on you earlier."
"Stay…" The alien's body went ridged, dropping down to one knee.
Daniel moved closer.
The Alien moved their weapon, jabbing it in the air at him, "Stay… back!"
The man stopped moving forward, "Let me help you…" He instead knelt down, hoping that him doing this would show he means peace, "I want… to help you… please allow me to."
When they lowered their gun slightly, Daniel used that as an indicator they were allowed to get closer. They moved the weapon back in his direction when he tried to move closer. The man's features soften, "I promise… I won't hurt you…"
"You…" The Alien's weapon fell a little, "Promise?"
"I promise…"
"No… hurt me?"
"I promise…" The man got closer, now touching the hand holding the weapon. When they lowered it the rest of the way, he touched his own chest in response "I'll swallow a thousand needles if I break my promise."
"Why…?"
"It's a figure of speech…" The man helped the Alien stand, "A friend says it every time he makes a promise…"
"Friend… weird…"
"You're not the first…" Daniel brought the Alien to his bed, lightly pushing them to sit on his bed, "And you certainly won't be the last." Looking over the armoured vest, he couldn't make head or tails of the equipment. How does one exactly, remove it "Ah… how do I remove chest… plate… armour… thingi?"
They brought a hand to the vest, sliding a finger against across an inconspicuous lock. The suit opened, revealing a lot of scars on their skin. To a human, that would be a clear sign of abuse. But to him, he wasn't exactly sure if it was a normal thing for the kind of Alien he was dealing with. It could be a part of their skin texture. So instead, Daniel pulled away the vest, grabbing the bandages. He started to dress the wound, wrapping the fabric around their body.
Being so close to the Alien, he smelt something weird… delicious, he'd dare say. Swallowing thickly, he chose to ignore the tickling sensation in the pit of his stomach "So… What's your name?" Dressing the wound, he wanted for a response.
"Kirua…"
"Interesting name…"
"Daniel… stranger…"
Daniel gave a nod in response, only pulling back once he had wrapped the binding around Kirua, only now noticing that the bleeding had stopped… for who knows how long.
Was it what they stuck in their side previously? Did the tiny creature do that? Shaking his head, he dismissed the idea. That had to be some kind of organism, possibly technology way above the human's race.
"Can… I get you anything, like a snack? Chocolate?"
The head perked up "Chocolate…?"
Daniel gave a nod, "I'll be right back." He went into the kitchen, grabbing a small box of chocolate. He opened it before handing it over to the Alien. The Alien removed their helmet, revealing their face for the first time.
The Alien looked like it had male features, gorgeous looks, with a white mop of hair and soft-looking skin. Their looks, would've sent any girl, possibly man staring at them awestruck with either envy or lusting after their beauty.
Hell, it'd have send him into a gay panic, had he not really figured that out years ago.
Omg… the Alien is a Bishounen…
Then he saw it, something twitched in the Alien's hair. What… was that? It continued to twitch as Daniel inspected the rest of the Alien's face. They resembled humanoids, but they lacked ears… at least he thought they did, that was until he noticed the pink inside the hair twitching. Were they ears…?
Thinking it was going to place the chocolate in their mouth, what happened instead, was the mouth opening.
Teeth protruded from the sides, revealing a series of sharp teeth that twitched, almost as if they were excited. There was an opening towards the back of their mouth and no appendage that resembled a tongue. He now had another question… how exactly, did they speak… let alone, make those clicking noises earlier?
He took a step back in surprise as they continued to press the chocolate deeper into their mouth, right against the opening.
Their mouth then closed around their hand. Daniel then heard the audible swallow, never once chewing before they removed the hand from their mouth. Kirua broke out into a huge smile, now reaching into the box for another chocolate.
He looked relieved, that was till it opened their mouth again. That's going to take some use getting to… The man thought it was a strange assessment, given that he had no idea what to do now, given that the Alien was moving around fine, like they hadn't had a nail lodged in their side earlier.
They happily swallowed the second one.
"Is it good Kirua…?"
The Alien gave a nod before chucking the third chocolate into their mouth, this time chewing it.
"Would you like anything else… perhaps a shower?"
The Alien brought their face to their arm, giving it a sniff. Their face morphed into disgust, grimacing from the smell "Yes… Please…"
"Here, I'll show you the way." Daniel led Kirua to the bathroom, pointing at the shower "It's just there… I'll bring you a change of clothes and towel, wait a moment."
Leaving the room, the Alien then waved a hand at the door, starting to undress themselves. The moment they removed their pants, now standing in the nude, they spoke "Shower on…" They tilted their head in confusion, now staring at the shower. Is it busted…?
When the door creaked, Kirua's head turned in the direction of the door, startled when it opened.
"So, I'm not too sure your- WHOA!" He slammed the door shut.
Kirua freaked out from the loud noise, startled from the whole process.
First, Daniel managed to open the door, even though they locked it. Then the human slammed it shut once they saw they were naked. What's going on?
Daniel had seen EVERYTHING, the tendril wiggling where his dick would've been. He'd seen a Alien penis, and it only had been a few hours. The man was forced to scream from behind the door, "I'm sorry… I didn't think you'd get undressed that quickly."
"Locked door… why door no lock?!" The Alien screamed from behind the door, unsure why they were screaming.
Daniel cracked the door a little, using a finger to point at the locking mechanism. He spoke a little softly, now that he didn't have to shout through the door "You have to press this button down to lock the door."
"So…" they frowned, "primitive…"
"Oh god, you wouldn't even know how to use the shower then." The man forced the towel through the cracked door, "Grab this and wrap it around your waist…"
Kirua grabbed the towel, wrapping around his waist like he was told.
"You decent…?"
"Decent…?"
"Covered?"
"Yes…"
"Okay, I'm coming in…" Daniel opened the door, peeking his head barely over the door, just in case he gets another surprise. Kirua was in fact covered. Upon that knowledge, he entered the room "Okay…" He stopped dead in his tracks. It was that smell again. It was stronger now…
He felt his length hardened from the smell. No, no, no… The smell was so strong, it overpowered his other sense. It made him want to take in a deep breath. But a part of him refused to do so. It'll not only be weird, having a hard on made the situation much worse, "So to turn on the shower, it's simple. Pull the handle out like so…" The man showed Killua, the shower turning on, "Tilt it towards the left for cold… and right for hot. All the way to the left is coldest, the right is the hottest…"
"So… not much difference… Hot, left for us…"
"Ah…" Daniel took a step back. "You can use the shampoo and conditioner for your hair and body wash for… your body. Just… wipe a bit on your skin, first before using a lot. We might use a chemical here that could react negatively to you…"
"Okay… immune to most poisons…"
Daniel had no idea how to react, so he took a step back, "Right… So, I'll leave the change of clothes here…" Daniel put it on the bench before leaving through the door, making sure to lock it before closing it behind him.
The moment the door was closed, that smell no longer lingered. He was still painfully hard, something he'd need to deal with later. For the moment, he'd need to strip the bed down and wash the sheets. He'll also need to set up the guest bedroom for Kirua…
He'll do one thing at a time. First, he'll sort out his bed, just in case the Alien's blood stains his sheets.
Then, he'll sort out the guest bedroom.
Pulling off his sheets, he was thankful that the blood didn't touch the mattress. Grabbing them all in a bundle, he headed towards the laundry past the kitchen and bathroom. But the moment he was passing the bathroom, he found himself stopping.
"Did I just hear…" The man turned to the door, listening carefully, he can hear a sort of muffled noise. Pressing his ear against the door, he tried to listen more clearly. He wasn't trying to listen to Kirua on purpose. Given that the Alien was hurt earlier, it could be in pain.
What he instead heard, was an unmistakeable sound, followed by some purring. He pulled his head back, shocked from the sound. Oh… My God… The Alien is jacking off in the shower. He moved far away to the door, instead focusing on his current predicament, washing the sheets.
Even Aliens have needs… With a deep sigh, Daniel continued with his current task "It's going to be a long night… isn't it." And I'm going to have to deal with the aftermath of that… aren't I…
A few quick notes…
Kirua, is not a mistake. It'll make sense in the next chapter… or if your read the smut this is based off of lolz, it'll already, make a little more sense.
Also, Killua won't speak like that for long, he'll fiddle with his device a little.