Paul had slept for a long time.
When he woke up, he felt hunger gnawing at his belly. He was lying in his bed, his shoulder throbbed, and he didn't know what time it was
Hello Sleepyhead!
Akkan! Hello!
The Xenomorph appeared in the human's peripheral vision, lying down beside him and carefully putting his arms around him.
You've been out for nearly a day now.
What happened?
Your shoulder got all weird and you got all warm, and Weyland had to get some doctor here to clean it. It was really really scary…
I wonder that you'd allow me to be operated…
Yeah, Weyland was watching them, and I was hiding in the cupboard. Akkan grinned and pointed towards the small metal cabinet at the end of the room.
Tough luck Paul joked, and Akkan playfully kissed him.
So when are we done with flying?
I suppose three days or something left, then we've reached earth. I hope Weyland has a plan though, we can't go marching through spaceport one, the both of us.
Akkan left the bed and brought Paul a dish, one he was carefully carrying. I already had my food. This is for you. You need your strength back.
Is that your idea?
No. Weyland brought this.
Ah, Frederic Weyland. Our closest ally.
I don't trust him. Whatever he says or does, it feels double-sided. The Xenomorph helped Paul sit up and watched him eating slowly and carefully.
I don't really trust him either. I want to trust him so much, but I can't.
But I suppose, we have no other choice but to go along with what he says. For now. The xenomorph kissed Paul, and pushed his inner jaw into his mouth.
They tongue-kissed deeply, Paul's good arm snaking around Akkan and holding him close.
He was still naked, and he could feel himself being aroused by his alien lover touching him.
Paul
Yes, Akkan?
I want to mate with you. Paul felt embarrassment radiate from the Xenomorph's mind.
Then go ahead. I'm not stopping you.
No, I want to mate, not just suck.
Oh. That made Paul blush.
He kicked off the blanket, and started to caress his lover's belly, softly biting his shoulder. Akkan's skin was very smooth, and slightly cool to the touch. He wondered earnestly how they would be able to mate.
He wanted to put himself inside Akkan, but was unsure if the Xeno would allow it, and he was embarrassed to ask.
And he wasn't sure if Akkan would fit inside him without ripping anything, or hurting him.
The xenomorph got aroused, and started to touch Paul. Both their members turned rock-hard from the attention they were getting, and Akkan started sucking on Paul.
Just a bit, till the real action comes though. Paul warned.
Yeah….
The way the Xenomorph started sucking him with his inner maw made the human moan. The saliva in his maw made it a very slippery affair, and Akkan was very careful with his teeth, not to hurt him. The view was stunning. Paul could see Akkan's jaws, equipped with a row of razor- sharp teeth, and the little mouth, which was strong enough to pierce metal, and the Xeno was using it with such tender care.
I love you, Akkan.
I love you too…
Paul propped himself up, and pulled the Xeno on the bed beside him.
He crawled over to its backside, and pushed his lips on the alien manhood. Your turn
The Xeno squealed as he started to suck him.
His fingers passed along the length of it, as his tongue teased the tip. The Xeno needed this, he could feel it flinch under every touch.
He passed his fingers along the length, and down between its legs. A xeno had no balls, apparently, or they were shielded away somewhere.
He passed it along the smooth skin, until he found, at the base of the tail, a softer spot. A tail hole.
Sucking, he started to touch it, making the Xeno buck, screech and ram his cock up his throat. Paul kept going, sending the Xeno into a frenzy of squeals and shrieks, as he pushed his finger against it.
The finger started to slip inside his lover, whilst he clamped his lips on the member, now leaking sweet pre-cum into his mouth.
Akkan squealed, and Paul massaged his tail hole with two fingers, making the alien rip at the sheets, tearing them up in seconds.
Hey, calm down, that was just the beginning
He withdrew his lips from the alien meat, and licked his fingers, making them slippery and slimy.
What…what are you doing? Akkan panted slightly.
This.
He slid his fingers into the tail hole.
Akkan squealed, and bucked, inadvertedly making Paul slide his fingers fully into him. He screeched, his tail whipping around madly, almost hitting Paul
Watch it! You almost hit me with that tail of yours.
Akkan couldn't reply, but he screeched in affirmation, and set his tail down. Paul teased his member with his other hand, ignoring the pain that was shooting from his shoulder every now and then.
He pushed his index finger deeper into the Xenomorph, feeling the skin being soft and warm to his touch.
The xeno bucked, hissed and squealed in pleasure, and leaked more pre-cum all over himself.
Are you ready, big guy? He withdrew his fingers.
The xenomorph panted, and Paul spread his legs, revealing the tail hole.
Ready for what?
Spitting into his hand, he rubbed it along his manhood, making it slippery and slimy.
Well, you wanted to mate…
And with these words he slowly, carefully, pressed himself into Akkan.
It was new to him, and he hadn't done it for a while. The alien felt so soft and warm, and very tight. It was slippery enough, he didn't want to hurt Akkan or break his skin, as the acid blood would burn him as well.
The xeno screamed, and jumped, slamming himself against Paul, and pushing the human deeply into him. So much for being careful.
More! MORE! He squeaked and screeched, as Paul started moving his hips.
And then something happened he had yet not felt before.
The smell of the xenomorph, the tightness of the hole he had his member lodged in, sent his blood into a boiling frenzy.
Usually, he took care with his lovers in bed, being careful not to hurt them.
But this was different. It was almost as if something in his blood connected to the boiling mating frenzy of the xenomorph. Almost as if their blood was alike.
He howled, and screeched loudly, and then started to pound Akkan's behind.
It was exalting.
They screeched in unison, and Paul felt the Xenomorph start to cum. A hot fountain of white liquid shot out on his belly and chest, coating it, and giving off a nice contrast against the black exoskeleton.
But Paul wasn't ready yet, so he kept going, squealing at the pleasure it also inflicted on him.
He didn't know how long it took, but the Xenomorph kept screeching, and he moaned, and finally, released deep into him, and Akkan spraying himself and the sheets again.
They collapsed onto each other, breathing heavily
Paul felt drained. It was like someone had drained all energy from him.
He pulled out of his lover's behind, and cuddled Akkan.
How did that feel, eh... was that mating enough for you?
The Xenomorph purred and clutched Paul with its talons, kissing him
Yeah. Can't wait to try it the other way around though. Hehe. He hissed.
They kept cuddling, Paul not minding getting smeared with xenomorph cum.
"I'm not an idiot, Mr. Ulridge. You've been sending distress calls for about the last few days."
Ulridge had been brought into the Officer's mess, and the two men were left alone.
"What'd you expect? You're behaving like a pirate... And the Xenomorph got loose!"
"None of the calls have actually reached their destination, don't worry."
Ulridge stared at Weyland in surprise. "Why?"
"The first thing I did on this ship was disable any communication. And not like you guys though, by locking it away on the software side, but what I did was cut the antenna cable leading to the big communications dish."
The Captain was dumbfolded. "How long did you prepare for this?"
Weyland smiled his superior smile. "About a day, why?"
The two men fell silent, locked in a mortal battle.
Ulridge knew that Weyland didn't care about human life. He had watched the agility this man had while killing, and he knew that if Weyland wanted him dead, it wouldn't take so much than the blink of an eye. He saw the big combat knife fastened to his belt, and the glinting hilt of a magnum revolver under the brown overcoat.
Weyland on the other hand knew that Ulridge was the only one on this ship who had knowledge of the code to pass the earthen defence network. Without that code they had no chance of reaching earth. Their flight would be intercepted, with all the catastrophic consequences that would ensure. He couldn't kill Ulridge yet. And the captain was no idiot.
"I need the Earth defence grid code."
"If I don't give it to you, what will you do?"
"I can't kill you but I can kill each and every one of your crew."
"That will not make you reach earth faster."
Weyland gritted his teeth. "I will cut off your balls."
"What? Like you would."
Weyland drew his combat knife and pounced on the Captain. Pinning him to the ground, he put it to his groin. "Listen, Ulridge. Neither you nor I is interested in spilling innocent blood. I'd rather leave you alive and unhurt. I'd rather leave all here alive and unhurt."
He pressed the knife down, not enough to cut yet, but it could be felt.
"But I will get what I want. Either with your cooperation, or without. In that case, I'll just cut you open. I don't care about torture, really. I don't like it, but if it gets me what I want, then I won't be afraid using it. Do we understand each other?"
Ulridge nodded, and Weyland continued: "I don't want to know the code. I just want you to open up the way for us to get to these coordinates." He shoved a scrap of paper at the captain, and let go of him.
"I want you to leave my crew alone. We will do whatever you want, just leave us alone."
Weyland nodded. "I can do that."
The captain got up, and brushed his uniform.
Weyland smiled crookedly at him. "And if you try anything funny, I will unleash the xenomorph on you."
Ulridge's brow furrowed. "How can you control that thing? No one can control a xenomorph!"
"I can." Weyland smiled
Akkan carried Paul to the shower, and turned up the warm, soothing water. They enjoyed a quick kiss, and then Paul took at soaping both of them down, until Akkan's skin was white and bubbly.
This stuff tastes eww.
You're not supposed to eat it…
Yeah, I know that now.
They showered, kissing and hugging under the warm water.
Akkan took great care not to hurt Paul, as he removed the bandage.
Doctor said you should clean it.
Yeah. I will…
Paul had set himself down, looking at the wound. He brushed it down with antiseptic, wincing on the way.
It hurts, doesn't it? You look like it hurts.
Yeah. It does hurt a bit. How's your neck?
The Xeno shook himself I don't feel it anymore even. Just the iron collar is annoying.
I'll ask Weyland to remove it-
Can't you do that?
I suppose I can, after all, the charge has been spent…
Akkan helped Paul bandage his shoulder again, and then bent down to let the human examine the collar.
It has a complicated lock. Just stay still like that.
Paul poked a needle inside it, and started to scratch and pull at the lock
What are you doing?
I'm tryin to pick the lock.
Eventually, the collar sprang open, and fell to the ground
Ahhhh! Thank you, Paul!
Softly, the Xenomorph and the human kissed, Akkan holding his lover carefully.