Elina

Get ready for bed together. As in using the facilities together? Going to bed together, at the same time. Like a couple. I haven't slept with anyone since Jason, and Jason was my first and only. And now I have to sleep next to a stranger. A stranger that have aldready made it clear that he wants to have sex with me, or as they call it, breed with me. He starts to walk towards the bedroom but I'm glued to the spot gripping the chair so tight that my knuckles go white. When he notices that I'm not following him he stops.

"Elina? Come. Let's get ready for bed." I still can't get my feet to move in any direction. I hear him coming up behind me and he stops so close that I can feel the heat coming off his body. He puts his hands on my shoulders and lets them sit there for a while, then he slowly moves them down my arms towards my hands. His large hands are hot against my naked skin and I feel goosebumps rise.

"Elina. Release the chair." His hands carefully pry my fingers from the back of the chair. Then he slowly turns me around to face him, but I keep my eyes down to the floor. His right hand slowly makes its way back up my arm and he places it under my chin to tilt my face up. "Look at me Elina." I bite my lip and slowly I lift my eyes to meet his beautifully purple ones. "You do not have to be worried. I promise to take it slow."

That's not exactly reassuring! Even as I feel slightly panicked about the fact that he most likely wants to breed right now I can also feel my body react with excitement. All I'm thinking of is how his hands feel as he moves them over my skin imagining them moving down towards my beast. Squeezing them, massaging them. I'm sure he would take my nipple between his fingers and pinch. Then move them farther down, over my stomach, reaching my mound. I feel my whole body flush with heat and I give my head a shake to lose my naugty thoughts. "I'm not ready to have sex with you." Or am I? Perhaps some smutty is just what I need. I forcefully turn my head away from his grip to look out at the big empty space.

He is silent for a long time before he breaks it. "Let's get to bed anyway. I will not hurt you and will not do anything to you against your will." At this I open my mouth to argue but he holds up a finger to stop me. "I know that we already have done things against your will. But I will not rape my future mate."

I can see his point. It would be pretty stupid to hurt me if he wants me as a future mate, whatever he means by that. I'm not sure how much I can trust the 'not doing anything against my will'-part, but at least he will not force me to have intercorse. My voice is small when I answer. "Ok. Exactly what is it that you count as getting ready for bed?"

He smiles at me and takes my hand to lead me to the bathroom. "Brush my teeth, use the toilet and change to something more comfortable to sleep in. Unless you wish to sleep naked because that could work for me." He has a mischievous glint in his eyes, and I narrow my eyes at him.

"No, definitely not. You will have clothes on or I'm going back to that examination room!" At this he laughs. In his dresser he picks out a pair of clean boxer briefs and then he goes into the bathroom. I gave him a moment alone there, picking out a nightgown for me. It is the same green silk material as the panties that I'm wearing. It is a little on the short side and honestly I would prefer to have pajamas but I can't seem to find one.

Before I open the door to the bathroom I knock. I do not wish to open and find him naked, or using the toilet. My mind is once again making up images of him naked stepping out of the shower with water droplets running- "Aaah!" I give a small shriek and jump like ten feet in the air when the door opens. Busted with my naughty thoughts. But who can blame me when he looks like a blue walking sexdream?

Lazarus chuckles as he takes a step to the side for me to enter. What if he knows what I was thinking about? My whole face must be on fire by now. "Here is a toothbrush and here is some toothpaste with the same components that you have on earth. I do not know how it will taste since I use one that is designed for Galdrians."

He puts his toothbrush in his mouth. I slowly pick up my toothbrush and put toothpaste on it. It tastes like mint and is actually really good. I sneak a peek at him in the mirror and see that he is looking at me. He is still wearing his trousers and t-shirt. Those trousers don't look comfortable enough to sleep in. "I'll wait for you in bed." He says when he is done and I remember to actually move the toothbrush in my mouth. He gives me a large smile and a wink and leaves the bathroom.

When I'm left alone in the bathroom I take a look at myself in the mirror. I have never met someone that wakes up my naughty thoughts like Lazarus does. Sure Jason was a fine specimen, but not like Lazarus. Even if I have only seen him in clothes, no clothes can hide those ripped arms and firm pecs. Burrowing my face in my hands I shake my head. Focus Elina! No more smut now. I have to get ready for bed, then in the morning I have to convince them that they definitely have the wrong person. But perhaps a little ride before that would be alright? I wake up from my thoughts by a knock on the door. "Are you alright in there?" Oh god his voice is so sexy!

"Ye-es." My voice comes out like a broken croak and I clear my throat. "I'll be right out." I quickly do my business and then change to the nightgown. It is a pale green silk and it feels amazing. But it's not something I would usually wear and it feels sexy, intimate. Can I really go out there to him in this? I feel sexy and beautiful, but what if he thinks I will have sex with him beacause of it? I worry my lip and run my hands down over my breast, stomach and thighs until I reach the end of the nightgown. It ends about midthigh and it feels too short. I try to tug it some but that doesn't change things. Another knock on the door. "I'm coming." Just go out there and jump straight to bed. Do it fast and don't look at him.

I open the door and before he manages to say anything or have a good look at me I'm already in bed and under the cover. Peeking out from under the cover to look at him I see that he has a frown on his gorgeous face. Looking in my eyes he gives a sigh and shakes his head.

"First you never get done and then you go as fast as lightning to the bed." His tone is disappointed, but I can see a small smile that he gives his best at hiding. Then he comes towards the bed to get in as well. Now I see that he has taken off his shirt and trousers and is only wearing his boxer briefs. His body is exactly as fit as I imagined that it would be, he must work out on a daily basis.

When he gets to bed he makes sure to keep my gaze locked on him. He bends over and slowly crawls onto the bed, making sure that as many muscles as possible are moving, flexing. Fuck! I think I need new pantys now! He crawls until his face is only an inch or two from mine. "You are a real little tease. You could have let me get a small look at you in your nightwear."

"Wouldn't that have been more of a tease." My voice comes out barely a whisper behind the bedspread that I cover half my face with. He's so close. What if he kisses me.

He lifts his hand and brushes a strand of my hair behind my ear. His fingers gently brush along the shell of my ear and then down the side of my neck. His eyes follow the path of his fingers. He reaches the bed spread and continues down, dragging it with him and my breath hitches. His hand goes to my chin, his thumb gently drags over my lower lip. He lifts his eyes from my lips to my eyes silently asking for permission and I'm incapable of denying him as he leans closer.

My eyes flutter shut when his lips finally touch mine. His lips move gently against mine and I respond with movement of my own. It starts off slow, gentle, but soon he presses his lips more firmly against mine. His tongue slips out and probes my lips, asking for entrance and I open up to let him in. His hand slips to the back of my neck, tangling in my hair so that he can angle my head for better access and I moan into his mouth. My hands go up into his hair to hold his lips against mine. Soon we have to break for air. We are both panting hard, lips swollen and pupils dilated.

"Wow." I break the silence in the most embarrassing way possible. "I-I-I mean... Ehm..." Lazarus starts laughing at my awkwardness. I narrow my eyes at him and push him away from me. "Good night!" I turn away from him and pull the cover up to my ears.

"I'm sorry Elina. You are just too cute." I don't answer him so he leans down close to my ear. "If you want to know, I agree with 'wow'." He gives my head a kiss. "Good night my beautiful mate." I feel the mattress dip as he moves around to lay down to sleep. He does something and all lights turn off and we're encapsulated by darkness. The only thing that is still shining are the stars outside the window.

For a long time I lie still, listening to the unfamiliar sounds of the spaceship and looking out into space. There is a low buzzing coming from somewhere and I hear Lazarus' breathing. It is slow and deep, but I find it hard to believe that he has fallen asleep yet. The sound of his breathing slowly drags me under and soon I'm sleeping soundly in my new (and hopefully temporary) bed.

***

My pillow is kind of hard and warm, but somehow it is the most comfortable pillow I have ever slept on. And it smells divine. Then I feel something move on my leg, slowly up my thigh to my bottom. Light touches follow the roundness of my bottom and then down my crevice going very close to my most private place and then down my leg again. I feel a tingle in my core and give out a small moan pressing myself to my hard mattress to ease the tingeling. The touches go up my leg again to do the same excursion, but with a little more pressure when it reaches my core and I moan again pressing towards the touch. Then I hear it. A small chuckle and my eyes fly open as I realize where I am and who I'm with.

"You like that little one?" His deep voice sends a shiver down my spine and it plants itself in my core increasing my need to ease the tingling and I give an involuntary gasp. His deep purple eyes are looking straight into mine capturing me and I lose all sense of what is going on. Again I feel the touch at my core, pressing, rubbing. It feels so good and I moan, but then my brain springs into action and I hastily push away from Lazarus. Kneeling on the bed with some distance to this devilishly handsome and extremely sexy alien and I feel my face go red with embarrassment and anger.

"What are you doing? You can't go around touching people like that!" I'm practically shrieking at him. I can't stop my eyes from giving him a once over. The comforter still covers one of his legs from knee down, the other leg is bent giving me easier access to look at him. His legs are strong and well defined with muscles.

Then my eyes reach his crotch and the very obvious tent there, and it's huge! Is it larger than an average human male? It is certainly larger than Jason. Can that even fit? I tear my eyes away from THAT and they wander over well defined abs with a light blue hair that goes from his underwear and up his chest, that has an even, and very sexy, amount of hair covering it. I can see a scar going down from his left shoulder and ending about halfway down his left pectoral. There is also a small scar on the right side of his thorax.

I gulp to make sure I'm not drooling. My eyes reach his lips, so soft, so warm, so tasty and I lick my own lips thinking about the kiss last night. Eventually my gaze reached his eyes and I had to press my thighs together to try to ease the throbbing in my core.

His eyes are fixated on my pussy, or where my pussy is underneath the nightgown. Slowly his eyes make their way up my body pausing at my chest and then on to my lips and finally my eyes. For several minutes we just stared at each other.

"Your body was asking to be touched and my hands obeyed. I think my hand liked it as much as your body did." He has a sexy smirk on his lips and I just wanna throw myself at him and kiss him senseless. Ehm! I mean, I want to slap him. Yes, that's what I want to do. No kisses here mister!

I don't have any smart comeback so instead I give him a glare and get off from the bed to stomp off to the bathroom and I hear him chuckle behind me. When I'm standing inside the bathroom I turn to him to give him another glare, then I glare at the door. Damn these automatic doors. I can't slam it! So I just have to glare at it as it closes in it's own pace.