Daniel struggles against his emotions.

Daniel struggled as he tried, to open the washing machine door open. Even if he needed to rip it off the hinges, he needed to stuff the dirty towel in the machine. The smell was potent, radiating a blissful scent in his armpit. The moment he got the door open, he attempted to throw it in. The only problem was the way he tried to do it… he accidentally brought it much, closer to his nose.

He paused…

It smelt like Killua…

It was an enticing scent… one that made him start to leak once more in his underwear. He closed his eyes, trying to think of the worst things imaginable, smells that would make anyone gag. A pile of unwashed dirty laundry left out in the sun… anything, that would make throwing the towel into the washer much easier.

Instead, he brought it closer… needing to give it a deep whiff. To etch the smell of that divine scent, into his brain… the smell of the texture, which was in his mouth seconds ago. Opening the towel, he watched the alien release… the thick liquid, slowly inching its way down the towel.

Even though a part of his mind was telling him to stop, his reaction was a bold response. His face was now inches away from the fabric, tongue sticking out. All it would take is a second… a lick and he'll get to taste it again. To have Killua's essence rolling down his tongue as though he were addicted to it like a drug.

The moment it was about to touch his tongue, he managed to force it away for his tongue.

A single drop hit the floor with a splat, the sound deafening to his ears. One part of his mind was screaming at him for spilling a single drop like it was food from the gods. The sane part, the one he was trying to focus on knew he dodged a bullet.

What if Killua saw him… saw him slurping on alien jizz like he was a starving animal about ready to eat anything, as long as it filled their empty stomach.

He was sure the alien would be disgusted at him.

Daniel threw the towel into the washing machine, closing the door shut so he didn't alert Killua of his mistake… his transgressions. His hands were coated in Killua's stuff, in alien sperm. The man moved to the sink, turning the tap on. He rubbed his hands, trying to get the stuff off.

When his hands were clean and the smell was no longer potent, he started the machine before going back with a paper towel to wipe what spilled on the floor. He couldn't leave any evidence behind. With that cleaned, he left to go into the kitchen. Daniel grabbed the bottle of pills, hands shaking as he tried to pop the cap open. Many were sent to the bench.

In a panic, he grabbed one, stuffing it into his mouth. A little bit of Killua's Cretalia that had lingered on his hand after possibly wiping it off the floor. His mouth was filled with powerful flavouring. One that would make him drool… but it only lasted for a fleeting moment. Its divine aroma was replaced, twisted into a foul version of its former glory. It wasn't strong enough to make him want to vomit or spit it out.

In the recess of his mind, the man knew it was too delicious to spit out. But at least now, he could feel his nerves start to calm down.

He no longer felt that need, to go down on Killua and suck the delicious scent right out of them.

When his hands no longer shook, he picked up what remaining pills were on the bench, putting them back in the bottle. He's now going to need to take it once a day, to keep his nerves calm around Killua… especially if they keep masturbating with the toy like that.

The problem was that Cretalia still left a lingering impact, a needy sensation on him. He wanted to jerk off… No, not want, but needed to. Daniel felt his junk through his pants, feeling the wetness of his previous emission.

He'll need to clean his pants and underwear too.

The man left, going into his room, getting a pair of clean clothes ready for after the shower. He stopped to look at the place where he kept his dildo, the same one Killua was using. Although hesitant, Daniel opened the cupboard, pulling it out.

"Hey… Killua are you done with the bathroom?"

"Sure…" the alien called out, "I'm fine to have a shower later."

Daniel grabbed the dildo without hesitation, entering the bathroom. They locked the door behind them, heading over to the sink, and that was when they realised something. Killua's smell lingered in the room. They put the toy in the sink before flicking the fan on, hoping it'll reduce the scent.

Next, they got to work, washing their toy clean.

Killua seemed to enjoy the sensation of the toy, the way it felt inside of them. Would they… Daniel shook his head, refusing to allow his mind to linger back to what Killua moaned as they were ploughing themself.

The man put the dildo in the shower before throwing their dirty clothes on the floor. Getting into the shower, he spread lube over the toy, getting it nice and slick. He couldn't believe himself… He was going to pretty much do the same what Killua did, except the alien didn't know he could hear them.

He didn't tell Killua that their alien spunk sent him over the edge into his underwear… that he jerked off to them… masturbating. He was about to do it again, this time, masturbating to the mental image… the memory of the alien's voice fresh in his mind, the wants and needs…

He had no shame… yet, he felt it.

The man inserted a finger into himself, spreading himself in preparation for what was to come.

Daniel sighed, refusing to let his voice out… How exactly will he bring up the conversation, to let the alien know that he heard everything? He honestly has no clue. He was able to relax eventually, soft moans escaping his lips as he fingered his prostate.

Do Valiskarians have prostates… The man thought about it before eventually giving up on the idea. He's not going to be asking Killua that… that's not a normal conversation he should be having. Especially one, he was trying to avoid dating.

The moment the man felt ready, he prepared himself. With one hand holding the dildo steady, he sunk himself onto the toy, a long guttural moan escaping his lips as penetrated himself. The moment he was to the base, he panted heavily, a little embarrassed for moaning a little too loudly. Hopefully, Killua didn't hear that.

It's been a while since he's done this. He rarely gets in the mood to bottom, but far too many buttons were pushed today for him.

The man gyrated his hips, sliding out until only the tip of the dildo was still inside, before plunging the entire length back into himself. There was a loud 'plap' as he bottomed out. Rather than letting his actions linger, he kept going, moaning softly as the pleasure increased in intensity.

He'd go for about fifteen minutes before he switches to his hand to jerk off. He couldn't get off with just the toy. The only reason he rode a dildo, was to play into his internal fantasy. He needed more than an inanimate object to get off. But this time, it was a little different. As his actions progressed, so did his mind start to linger.

He was unable to control his thoughts, his mind fantasising about Killua's requests. To be fucked… To feel a real dick to be ploughed into their Acronis. The toy Killua, and by extension, himself had, was far thicker than his penis. There was an inch and a half difference… but didn't Killua mention they didn't care about thickness, just length? He wasn't as long, but he was close, about an inch shorter than the length of the toy.

But his mind didn't stop there… what else did they think about? What else did they want?

Daniel stroked his nipples as he backed up onto the toy, moaning much louder now. It hadn't registered in his head that he was doing it, because his mind was still thinking about Killua, about the sounds… the taste… the sensation… the glimpse of the alien's Acronis he accidentally caught.

What would it feel like, to have that inside of him, spurting Cretalia deep inside of him? Would it send his body into overdrive? Will his body feel on fire, burning with need and desperation? What if Killua releases their eggs?

Would it feel painful, or wonderful to have them inside of him?

Lastly was the Acronis… what would it feel like to be buried in there? Was it warm? Was it wet or slick? Could he make his alien friend climax, like, they had earlier?

Daniel's eyes snapped open, shocked at his depravity. His dick was painfully hard and was getting a tingling sensation. How long had he been going for? It couldn't have been fifteen minutes already… usually he gets bored of the friction.

Something had changed…

"Wait…" The man looked down, seeing his dick leaking precum, a steady amount dripping from the tip of the head. Was thinking about Killua making him be like this? Had a small part of him accepted the possibility, that he welcomes the prospect… of being more than friends with Killua.

No, it couldn't be… Daniel thought to himself. He dreaded it, he didn't want to believe that after getting out of a long-term relationship, one he had with someone he once loved, someone he thought he could see himself spending the rest of his life with… that was until he found out a secret that ruined the foundation of their relationship; his ex was effectively being replaced… by the mere taste of Killua's alien jizz.

He couldn't be that weak-willed… he wasn't the kind of person to move on so quickly, to let someone else into his life… at least, that's what he wanted to tell himself. He didn't want to believe the other possibility.

Then he was reminded of the thing still inside of him, the toy he was still working inside of himself. Even though he was still trying to deny the possibility of falling for someone else, especially in a week of barely knowing them… especially one, he was using to fuel his fantasies "Am I really…" The man weighed his options. Should he allow himself to go all the way with his fantasy? Should he really, be allowing his mind to wander?

If he keeps going, this could be the only chance he'll manage to achieve a hands-free orgasm… it'll be his first.

But then he'll feel disgustingly selfish, about the prospect. He denied Killua the chance of being any more than friends. In his mind, he was humouring the idea of being more than that, friends with benefits… it'll be awkward if he climaxes from just imagining Killua underneath him… or above him.

He should probably choose…

Against his better judgement, he closed his eyes, moving the toy faster inside himself. He focused on his feelings, and his memories… trying to recreate a specific scene in his imagination.

Daniel… The man imagined his name being called in Killua's voice. The alien's hand touching his hips, the Acronis moving across his length. The squelching, the Cretalia oozing out of that hole, around his penis.

He was so close…

"Almost there…" Daniel muttered unconsciously.

The image blurred, his dick disappearing constantly inside of the mental image, what he thought the inside of an Acronis would feel like. The alien would moan in his ear, begging him to go faster, which he did. Why don't you go ahead and cum…? The man imagined spilling out of Killua's mouth, the alien's voice controlling, dictating when he can or cannot cum.

He imagined Killua getting closer, face coming inches away as he was on the cusp, the pressure built up. I want to kiss Killua… His eyes snapped open in fear, already passed the point of no return. It happened, the man's eyes closing as his hips shuddered, barely able to bury the toy to the hilt inside of himself as the first shot fired off.

Unconsciously, Daniel cried out at the peak of his release, unaware that his voice was way louder than Killua's was during their release. He didn't even realise he had called out the name of the other "Killua…" As the first spurt hit the shower wall, his hole twitched, tightening around the toy. His imagination hadn't stopped, picturing Killua being inside of him; him tightening up, being the reason why the alien was sent over the edge.

He imagined the Cretalia soaking his insides completely, dripping out as they had done to the towel.

When Daniel's eyes opened up, he saw the mess he created.

He slid the toy out, dropping to the floor in shame. How could he have allowed this to happen, to go this far with his fantasies? Was he this desperate, for affection? Was he just using his thoughts of Killua as a buffer for what was lost so recently?

He sobbed quietly as his actions lingered.

He had made a huge mistake, by using his mental image of Killua as a way to get off. He could never look at the alien the same, he could never see his friend in the same light, not without his transgressions reverberating in his head.

He needed to talk to somebody about it, but not right now… not so soon after having his pent-up energy released like a shotgun over the shower wall.

The man hung his head in shame. He had effectively used a mental image of Killua as a way to get off, even after telling the alien that the possibility of them being more than friends was impossible. To make matters worse, he did it all without their permission…

He did all of that, effectively behind Killua's back. So, he cried… tears falling out of frustration, frustrated at himself for letting himself fall so far.

"~"

Killua hesitated at the door when they heard a new sound, an unknown noise. It sounded… broken. One second Daniel was calling their name, but when they tried to open the door, it was locked. Now hearing this new sound, they didn't know what to think.

What exactly was Daniel doing in the shower that made him sound like that?

Should they be worried?

Were those sounds related to something they said? Perhaps their conversation from earlier?

Was it due to guilt, anger…?

What made the man this way? Killua eventually pushed themselves, knocking on the door "Is everything okay?"

Daniel's head shot up after hearing Killua. Was he too loud? Did Killua hear something usually "Y- Y- Yeah, I'm fine."

"You sure…? You're not sick from eating the egg or something?"

"No, no… I'm fine. Just a little exhausted, from work and whatnot."

Killua felt that was a lie… but could they even press the man, seeing as they have their secrets, lies they're keeping to themselves, "As long as you're okay…"

"I am…" I'm not okay… I'm not fine… But what the fuck do I even say? Hey, sorry Killua I jerked off to you masturbating and now I'm imagining you fucking me, or fucking you. But I also don't want to have a sexual relationship with you, even though I totally, thought about doing it with you. I'm so sorry… "Uh, thanks for worrying about me. I'm just going to have a shower and… I'll be right out. We'll watch a movie or something."

"Alright…"

Daniel sighed in relief.

"Uh, Daniel…"

"Y- Yeah?"

"Thanks for buying me the dildo."

"Don't mention it… Well, what I mean is, it's no big deal, not for you to…" The man's voice trembled, "you know, not talk about it."

"Are you sure you're, okay?" Killua craned their neck, trying to figure out if there was someone else in the room with Daniel, holding him hostage or something. He was acting rather odd. Especially, when the man's voice trembled.

Daniel's lips quivered, shaking because he was once more on the verge of tears. He needed to be talking to someone, not Killua as his actions involved them. But at the same time, he wanted to confess… because they deserve to know what he did. They DESERVE to hear it… but he was so scared because deep down, would it be possible to come back from that "Yeah… I promise. I uh, want you to know… that I… care about you."

"I care about you too?" Killua was unsure of why they were just told that, but they felt like they should say it back. Maybe it'll help Daniel in some way.

"I mean as a friend. I care about you…" No, no, no… confess you, idiot! Tell them the truth…

"Oh, considering everything you have done for me, I'm thankful for your kindness towards me."

"I…" Daniel grimaced, hand reaching up to touch the sides of his face "I'm the same. I'll have a shower, then I'll be right out."

"Okay… I might have a shower right after you."

Daniel looked up at the mess, then to the toy he had used, "I might take… a while."

Killua chuckled; the confusion of the man's tone mixed with the slight pause came off as funny to them. They don't know why. Maybe that's the reason why the man was making a funny noise. He did something stupid and was now trying to cover up his mistakes.

Killua pressed a hand against the door, "One more time… I just want to make sure. Human and Valiskarian biology can be… different. So, you don't feel any different… weird, after eating that egg."

The fact was, Daniel, did… but he lied "I don't." Then it happened, unpredictably, he might add "I feel f- Uuuurrrruuuupppp!" He belched, a loud unfiltered burp forcing its way through his throat. There was silence, Daniel blushing madly from the accident.

Then he heard it, banging from the door "Are you okay? What happened?! I'm going to-"

"Killua, hold it… I'm okay." The man felt shy, cause now he was forced to explain burping… and by extension… farting "Well, it's a random human thing that happens. Drink too much Soda, and you'll burp like that. Or in my case, eat an alien egg it would seem… there's absolutely nothing wrong with burping, so I'm fine… no need to kick down the door. The same is said about farting. Some people will laugh if you let off a fart… we can be childish like that. Unless it's a foul-smelling fart, then they'll be offended… or if, they're a prude."

A small part of the man seemed to relax, maybe because this conversation can be used as a deterrent to their earlier conversation. He guesses… he was thankful for burping loudly "I assume none of you can create a noise like that… or have something similar."

"We… I guess we can burp but not fart, considering how you described it earlier. But it would come from my uh… Acronis."

"That'll be called, umm… a queef."

"A what now…"

"Vaginal flatulence… Vagina fart, if you want to be vulgar. Good to know some things never change between species."

"But…" Killua paused, "I technically don't have a vagina."

Daniel felt bad because now he had to suggest to Killua, that he'll have to call one thing something else "You have to technically call it a Vagina, at least in terms of human terminology. I umm… I'm sorry about that. I'm sorry that you have to force yourself to use human equivalents… I wish I could… let you be seen for who you are and…" The man fell silent, closing his eyes to think.

No… he shouldn't be saying that not because he doesn't believe it… but rather, because after what he did… he had no right to say it.

"Daniel…?"

"Killua, some humans can be monsters in disguise… I hope you never meet one."

"You're bringing this up… why?"

"Because no matter who you have to act like while you're a human… deep down to your core, never forget that person. I hope I can get to know them better…" Because if you get to know mine, right now, I feel like I'll become a monster in your eyes.

"Can I ask you an honest question?" Killua felt a little hesitant in the conversation matter.

"Sure…"

"Will I get to know who you are… to your core?"

Daniel's lip trembled a bit, "One day, Killua…" The man stopped himself from bursting into tears, "Now if you'll excuse me… I smell like trash, and I don't want to offend your nose."

Killua removed their hand from the door, "Alright… Well, one day, I'm going to throw your words back at you. Well, I hope who I am to my core… that these rules apply to me too."

"Of course… I won't judge you."

"I'll hold you to that…"

Killua left without a sound, the man now looking up at the mess at the door. He frowned to himself, wondering how on earth is he going to be able to look Killua in the eyes after that conversation… after what he did. Only time can tell what kind of friendship they'll have.

The man just hopes that whatever it is… his transgressions are something that could be forgiven.