Daniel wakes up feeling refreshed, seeing Killua attempting to make breakfast for him makes him happy. He wants to continue cherishing the alien.
Daniel woke in a daze, the bed cold, but his body still buzzing from Killua's touch. Last night was amazing… they were amazing as a lover. Although seeing Killua out of the bed did make him pause for a moment. Did they not like sleeping next to him?
Did he snore…?
Was he an exaggeratingly bad sleeping partner?
The man sighed out of disappointment, "I hope I didn't disturb Killua's sleeping patterns…" Shifting his weight, he pulled the other pillow towards him, the one Killua had been sleeping on. He felt a little weird doing it, but the moment he took a deep whiff of the scent that still coated the pillow… his mind melted.
He didn't regret the action. It smelt amazing, "They smell amazing…" The man murmured to himself, smiling goofily at the situation. He was head over heels for an alien species he barely knows anything about.
He was in love, with a Valiskarian… a species outside his own. He wants their friendship to work out, to be more than fuck buddies to each other.
Rolling over, he continued to cuddle the pillow, wishing it was Killua in his arms. "I wish I could've woken with you in my arms and not the pillow." He sighed once more, "I still can't believe how amazing it felt…" My first time… with an alien… and I already crave more.
He's not used to that feeling, craving more of someone he not only barely confessed to last night… but someone he's gotten to know only the bare minimum about. Hot or not, Killua is definitely, someone who breaks his natural inclinations to get to know more about someone before… fucking them.
Well, they didn't have sex-sex, it was more foreplay, but given what happened last night… sex wasn't off the table. He'll need to research customisable dildos, something that will allow Killua to penetrate him… something that will make it possible for Killua to achieve an orgasm while fucking him.
He wants that…
He wants Killua to be his first…
After a long yawn, he notes a delectable scent, something wafting from outside the room. His initial thought was it was Killua, given that the alien release, had a wonderful taste and smell.
However, after the endorphins settle, he realised he effectively had a one-night stand with an alien species… they didn't have a proper relationship. He was just experiencing a post-glow, a rush of dopamine dominating his feelings. He was in love, with someone who may not even want a relationship with him…
Killua might be in it for only the sex… He needed to talk with them, to at least figure things out. The clean-up may have gone without a hitch, but they never exactly talked… he fell asleep before they even had a chance about talking about anything.
Leaving the warmth of the sheets, he headed closer to the smell, finding Killua over the stove, eyes focused on the book.
Leaning against the door frame, the man watched the alien moving, never once announcing his presence.
When it was clear Killua didn't notice him, he spoke up "Cooking me breakfast in bed…?"
"Huh, that's a thing?" Killua remarked flatly, a little confused by the remark. Why would anyone make food for someone to consume in bed?
That was just nasty, crumbs falling in the bed. The feeling of having said crumbs dig into your skin as you try to sleep…
"It can be…" The man stood straight, "Though given your reaction, I assume it's not a thing where you are."
"No…" Killua returned his focus to the stove, "The crumbs, what not spilling into your bed… eww."
"That's why you bring it on a tray and place it over their legs so when they're eating, it falls back onto the plate and tray, not their body… but that's beside the point. About last night…"
"You already regret it…?"
"No… FUCK no." The man's expression fell, "I don't regret a second… I don't want it to be a once-off thing."
"I'm sensing a 'but'?"
"What does this make us…?"
"You humans think of everything with labels…" They responded with a smirk, eyes drawn to the human "You should think about going with the flow, not how everything can fit into a box or what everything means after every, single… little… change…"
"I'm serious Killua." The man frowned. It was more than just a label to him. It would mean everything if Killua would say yes to dating him. Though he supposes the species themselves may not have a term for dating… they might have only one for marriage or a form of marriage.
"I mean, is this going to be a constant fling, because while I'm down for that… especially, if anything that happens in the future is like what I experienced last night, I'm looking forward to future explorations. But I don't want it for the rest of my life…"
"I don't understand… what more are you expecting?"
"I don't know…" Daniel sighed, "a relationship, I guess."
"A relationship, huh…" Killua mused, wondering how humans perceive relationships. They were sure there were different types, but the one Daniel was expecting from them… they weren't too certain.
"How about baby steps? I'd like to learn more, just not simply gratification… whatever kind of relationship you're looking for, we can explore that bridge when we've gotten to know each other better?"
"Sounds fair… so what are you trying to cook?" Daniel glanced at the clock. It was unquestionably, too early in the morning. He'd normally be awake much later, on any other given day. He has about two hours before he needed to get ready for work.
"Bacon and eggs… I was trying to do this as a… gift for last night, teaching me something new."
The man raised an eyebrow, "Bacon and eggs for Cunnilingus… that's a weird exchange. But I've gotten less for blow jobs before." The man moved closer to Killua, taking over the kitchen. There was that warmth again, the buzzing in his chest from having them so close to him.
He was starting to crave the alien again.
The alien leaned over Daniel, watching the man move so expertly in the kitchen.
"You know…" The man opened his mouth, about to suggest something, but then it felt weird, given that there was no reason for the alien to do so, "Never mind, Killua."
"No… tell me."
"Can you hug me around the waist from behind? I've always wanted to do something like this, and I have… I'm just wondering what it'd feel like with you."
Even though the alien awkwardly hugged him, Daniel believes it is due to the fact he doesn't think Killua has ever needed to hug anyone in this manner. But even when it felt awkward… the feeling was still sensual to him.
He felt a sense of belonging, no matter if his brain was trying to convince him that was the case.
The two continued like this without a word, silently eating before Daniel had to unfortunately go to work. But when he left, he found himself smiling, feeling giddy about the day to come.
When he gets home, he plans to have a proper discussion with Killua… to talk about his feelings and the alien's. Maybe if he discusses these things with Killua, the alien will see eye-to-eye with his feelings and consider the possibility, provided they understood where he was coming from.
"~"
Clarisa took a second glance at the man as he walked in. He had dishevelled hair, and a warm smile, rather than his casual reluctant expression. It is not that he normally came into work unwillingly… he was just normally going through the motions, day in and day out kind of manner after his recent breakup, with a few days the man was able to smile "Something, has changed…"
"Hmm…" The man poured himself a coffee, mainly because he forgot to prepare one at home. He took a sip, taking in the flavour. It wasn't great, but it was doing its job which was keeping him awake after being awake so early, combined with the lack of sleep after what he and Killua had done the night before.
"You got laid, didn't you…"
The man spat out his drink, not prepared for that response, "Ah, fuck…"
"No, you've got this glow about you, the kind someone has when they had a wonderful night… or sleep."
"For your information, that's private… but I did have a nice night last night.
"So… who are they? Anyone, we know?"
"Probably…" The man opened his drawer, checking his client list for the day, "Any last-minute changes?"
"No one new or out of the ordinary… no changes from busy schedules, but you do have a few forms to fill out."
"Wonderful…" He took a short sip before continuing the conversation "anything important."
"No, but they are still considered asap."
"I'll work on them in my off time… anything else?"
"Was I right about last night? You don't have to answer about the getting laid part, but I do expect to know if one, I know them… and two, the reason for your happiness."
"I did have a nice night… and an equally wonderful morning. I won't tell you about who they are though. Just know, I'm happy…"
"I'll take that into consideration…" She offered a smile in response, "But you might want to consider covering up the bruise on your next."
The man touched his neck, feeling a little bit of tenderness. No… The man looked in the mirror, seeing a bruise. It definitely, wasn't a hickey… but it certainly looked like one. Killua wouldn't even know what one is, let alone how to give one. That, and their mouth was nowhere near his neck at any given time…
It could've happened when he was going down on the alien… or was it after he went down on the alien? He was pushed off them after how Cretalia made his sexually charged, hungry even…
That had to be the most likely cause of the bruise…
"Something to remember them by?" Clarisa smirked, "Or…"
"Don't even suggest it!" Daniel warned the woman, a fond smile escaping after a second, "I regret not wearing a sweater. Don't bring it up… I should've checked before coming into work, now people are going to think I'm coming in with a hickey?"
"It's… not a hickey?" Her expression fell, "Wait, did your partner hurt you?"
"No… nothing like that. Everything was… consensual. It's just, uhh… how do I explain it? No… I can't explain it. Either way, it was an enjoyable night. And… that's all I'm going to say."
"I do have some foundation if you want to use that to try to conceal it… but it is usually for a darker skin colour than… you know… a ghost."
"Ha, ha…" Daniel sarcastically laughed at the slight jab, "pass it."
The lady searched her bag, passing the container over to the man. With finesse, he dabbed a bit on his neck, trying to blend it to the best of his ability. He definitely, looked like he was trying to cover something on his neck, but it won't be as noticeable now. Passing the container back, he left the administration desk "Thanks, you're a lifesaver."
"I expect to meet this person…"
"Yeah, yeah… I know."
"~"
Killua sat on the couch with a relaxed smile. They could agree, that night had some memories to cling to. Cunnilingus was a thing they wanted to try again. Maybe get to perform the same thing on Daniel… at least the version that would match the performance for a guy.
They had terms for everything, so going down on a guy with a penis they would hardly think it was called Cunnilingus as well. They guess they could look up the term on the laptop… but that would be weird. They guess they could ask the man, and he'd tell them the name.
They did get to do it, but they wanted more than a couple of seconds…
Was giving it, just as good as receiving it?
Only one way to find out…
Killua flicked through the channels, trying to find something to run in the background. Their mind wandered back to the things they did… trying to gauge other things they wanted to try. Daniel strictly said he didn't want to have sex, mainly because he wanted to focus on them receiving pleasure.
They did… but the bigger question was, did humans who were giving, or in that scenario fucking, never receive pleasure? They certainly hope not… Granted, Daniel released right as they were having an orgasm, so it's possible, that the man can receive pleasure during sex.
Hell, Daniel did remark he listened every time Killua was using the toy… masturbating to the fact they were masturbating. That means it's possible for the two of them to probably mutual masturbate.
There was also the fact Daniel had achieved orgasm from barely being touched… so the nerves must be on the outside.
They guess if Daniel can experience orgasm via the toy, by using it on themselves… there's a way to have sex. That, and hopefully the method includes a way Killua can receive pleasure in the process.
If not, the main method they're going to receive pleasure is most likely from a human penetrating them. They couldn't wait to get to experience it… to feel what it would be like to fucked.
"~"
The man felt mentally exhausted, ready to kick his feet up at a moment's notice. Maybe he could ask to cuddle with Killua… Sure, they don't have an established relationship, but that shouldn't stop them from trying to explore things with one another.
Sure, they had sex… or at least a step towards it, if they don't count oral as sex. The world has a weird rule where if there's no penetration of the lower region, it doesn't count… then again, certain groups don't count anal as sex due to this extremely weird rule to bypass virginity.
Again… it's weird, but it happens for some strange reason.
Another thing to consider is how on earth is he going to talk to Killua about addressing their friendship that got an upgrade to friends-with-benefits recently. Sure, Killua argued they should get to know each other better, but he can't deny he wants to slap a label on them.
At least, set some boundary rules… that might be better for their circumstance.
Maybe he can teach Killua how to give him a blow job, and see how it feels for the two of them. It might be a wonderful experience, and it'll not set this expectation of only them receiving cunnilingus when Killua could be learning to give him a blowjob instead.
That would be a fair trade-off… right?
Sure, Killua did give him a blowjob, but it was only briefly, and after the fact he had cum.
He doesn't exactly know what would be a fair trade-off…
Plus, Valiskarians don't have tongues, which do play a key part in blowjobs. It adds to the sucking motion, as well as an added tool to the whole licking of the dick during the sucking process.
He grew frustrated with the situation, given that he accidentally gave himself a hard-on at work, all because he was thinking about what he wanted to try to do with Killua… maybe they could even have sex.
Killua would apparently, receive a high amount of pleasure… and he would too, given that he'll be the one penetrating them. He had so much to think about, and it wasn't helping him with his hard-on.
Growing tired from his frustration, he looked at the clock. He had about two more hours to go.
Banging at the door made his head snap in that direction, concerned about the situation. He hadn't received a call or message about someone coming to his door, "Who is it…?" The man asked as he opened the door, a scared and bruised boy running into the room as soon as the door had clicked open.
The man kneeled, about to rest a palm on the young boy's shoulder. But his training made him react differently. A single hand could've worsened the boy's trauma. So, the man took a more diplomatic approach, "Who are you, kid?"
The shivering boy stopped, teary eyes muttering a name that made the man's blood run cold "Leo… Leo McLeod."
"Oh, no…" The man's posture changed, now observing the boy for any serious long-term harm. His mother must have severely hurt him, somehow regaining access to her child that should've been stripped away from her "what happened to you?"
"My…" The boy's frame trembled, "my mother did."
"Fuck…" The man dialled triple zero, cursing at the situation. He didn't think it'll go this far, that the justice system would prevail in some manner. But the kid's mother must have taken it a step too far, going after her kid after having him snatched away from her grasp.
How she found him in that case, he wasn't too certain… but if he's here and the mother has found him. It's most likely the case that the mother wasn't that far behind.
"Please… pickup."
"Triple zero, what's your emergency?"
"I have a heavily bruised child in my office, the kid is shaken up and terrified. It's very possible, that the mother of the child is involved in their case."
"Where-"
Gunfire off in the distance cut off the man's words, drawing his ire and attention to the door. Margret was here… she was here for her child.
The man quickly rattled off the address to the operator, "Quickly, the mother is here and has a gun. I'll try to delay her."
"Sir-"
Daniel shoved the phone into Leo's hands, "Stay here… talk to the officer. I'll try to delay your mother for as long as I can."
"She'll kill you!"
"She'll be dumb to do so… especially if I lie about where you are." The man got up, moving towards the door with hurried steps. If he can reach her in time, and talk to her slowly and methodically, he might be able to slow the conversation to a halt, to delay her until the police come.
It's a dangerous task, but if the kid was to make it out of here alive and himself… desperate measures, require desperate means.
"Wait-" Leo quickly grabbed the man's hand, "I'll go out there. She's after me… she'll hurt you to get to me."
"Kid…" Daniel placed a hand on the boy's head, "Your life should never be taken from you. You are, your own… person. Let me be the one to give you that chance."
He left in a hurry, locking the door behind him. With a reluctant sigh, he walked towards the front, both hands up to hopefully show he was unarmed, "Margret… Don't shoot, unless you want to see your child again."