Mixcoatl

Stranger in a Strange Land

Connection? this?

So many cultural rules, laws, and statutes broken in a matter of seconds. Now he really was a monster, the taboo between their actions was a transgression on too many levels. She was an animal for goodness sakes. A lesser being and what should feel like utter disgust only felt.. natural.

Too much sensory information, skin contact, eyes, feelings, sensations, hard breathing and strong palpitations. Beastiality, sin, crime. There was a revolt of his senses and a pull that lingered for more. It was total overload, he just couldn't process it. So now the once indifferent Aeli lay curled on the grass scratching at his lips as lighting seeped from them as a viper's tongue. His eyes jumped from his bare feet to the woman a few steps in front. She beckoned him and he somehow wanted to return to her and at the same time establish the boundaries of master and caged animal. The moment was fleeting, he just could not revert to the silent, analytical being he had always been.

What power had this creature?

"Explain this!" he demanded his body still convulsing from all the new sensations he felt coursing through him.

Stranger in a Strange Land

Solin's eyes opened wide for a split second. The woman closed the gap between them, it was a brave move and he felt she now examined him as much as he did her. A mutual exploration of bodies, it was strange and yet, this contact between two aliens in such close proximity became more intimate and less scientific. The male was surprised, how could such a thing happen in a matter of seconds? her forehead on his inspired new sensations that were just as new to him as she was on the ship.

In his world, there were rituals for this kind of thing. But maybe led by her primeval example, his supposed analytical contact became that more of pure instinct. Whether shame or natural, he couldn't help it. Humans as he was told, were just another branch of primates.. but not this.

His forefinger and thumb slid softly tracing the round, strange alien ears she had. Dark irises that lack his Bioluminecence, yet in the artificial sunlight, they became a deep wooden honey color. His square jaw loosened, for him, there were no expressions of the mind except through words and computations. Nonverbal contact was for the lesser races but at the moment it felt so strong, so real. "I am Aeli, you, Human.'

This could be the discovery of a lifetime, but she was a slave, a product for some and a meal for others. He was confused, what was he to do with her now? her fate was sealed to live the rest of her days a simple exhibition animal. Could he stop it? should he stop it?

Her lips were warm to the touch.

The contact from his came quickly and suddenly, autonomous, sensual and unheard of. His body reacted before his mind could catch up. His moved from an awkward motion to something of a rhythm, something that felt just right. It was only a few seconds. he split away from her and landed backward on his rear with hands on the grass. What had just happened? His neurons could not compute what it was that compelled him to such a thing. What had come over him? was this some strange reaction due to a pheromone she had released into the air? or maybe some psycho-inducing suggestive inpiulse. He did not know of what purpose he had made that contact between their lips or the meaning of it. his kind did no such things and why did his 'want' erupt in such a way?

The male crawled backward a couple strides.

In his confusion and smooth lingering sensation on his lips, his throat released a small whimper between arching teeth of electric light. The gold of his rings darted even faster between hers and her full lips.

"I.."

Stranger in a Strange Land

The male lowered himself to meet her, the food offering was some kind of gesture, possibly peacemaking, but there was no need.

The alien had a way about him that was only a quirk one could not see in any others but him. As the aroma of the female's hunt embraced his nostrils, his nose scrunched as though he were a rabbit. Self-sufficient even in her own cage. Maybe there was more to this creature, so far even through his denial, she had already displayed many traits of intelligence beyond the neanderthals of when his kind last visited the little dirt ball she called home.

His face leaned in against hers, golden orbs prying into her own. The pads of his fingers made contact with the sunkissed skin that glossed over her body. Exposure to a natural sun charged more of a warm hue as opposed to him. Her lips, eyes, eyebrows and many more details in the exact same place as his. He had noticed before sure, yet for the first time since she was brought on board, it was his own eyes that scanned her features, not just soma analytical data of the computer. Fire and a poor excuse for a shelter, it was clear she was above the creatures that roamed the open vast earth. The male's ears twitched from the sensation on his fingers. from her knees to her thighs and from there to her neck. Had she more pointed ears and a more slender face, she'be a spot on Aeli.

The texture of her hair between the gaps of his fingers felt soft and even had a perfumed scent. From his other palm, an arc of light generated and he took her hand and brought it to his. There was no pain, warm, gentle and even playfully ticklish, the electric worm was transferred int her own fingers as he passed it on as though it were a living creature. It was clear humans had not yet developed a cursory organ to generate electricity at will, but their hearts, veins, and even brains were charged by it.

At low voltage, she could hold it which only confirmed his suspicions. An elder race lay before him and somehow it was still young. The future potential of her race was truly terrifying.

"your name," He leaned in closer, a simple few inches seperated them, "tell me again.'

"My name," He exhaled turning his gaze from the light worm in her hand to her eyes.

"Solin."

Stranger in a Strange Land

Webbed organic doors split and stretched apart as the tall male stepped through, the biome was an eerie replica of some random place on earth and was more for the eyes of the visitors than for the native beasts that dwelled within. it was meant to look 'close enough' without wasting any necessary resources on accuracy, would the she-animal even know the difference?

His nostrils furrowed, "carry on as normal" a slow and methodical exhale was all he needed to collect his composure. Now then, and exotic beast needs to be taught a few tricks to do on command and the rod of bioluminescent tendrils on his right hand was the tool to be used. Strong grip and an iron handle, the boundaries between master and lowly cur will be drawn. His paces were even and silent, the blades of crash dared not crunch under his feet and the animals not make a sound. There was determination and deliverance in his golden eyes, fury and the ire of his humiliation into his current predicament will be the drive that would break his new toy.

The hunt was on and there was no more patience for the earthling, no more mercy.

It took only a span of a few minutes and in a single viperous strike, his free hand was on the female's neck and the rod was placed on the base of her naval cavity. tendrils like tiny jellyfish stingers injected a serum with robotic spores that spread throughout her nervous system. The hunger for domination flaring in his cold analyzing gaze. It no longer mattered how much of an Aeli the animal resembled, he was now involved in the exotic and underworld taming and all his frustration would be incurred by his prey.

Her naked body was like that of his own yet now it no longer mattered, there had been too much thinking and the disgrace upon his family name would be tarnished if his inclusion were to see the light of day.

His grip tightened on the rod and the woman's pain receptors flared up into an agonizing sting all over her flesh. This cruel device would be what would break her in. The male pressed into the rod and the female contorted into sheer agony as her own skin tore open and she began to bathe in crimson. the screams of her lips deafened the male yet,

and yet...

His eyelids tore open as he stood before the open entrance to the Edenic chamber.

It was all a day-dream, a simple vision. For the first time in a very long while he had felt impulse. The strong impulses of anger and mal intent, a horrible lapse of his reality. The male dropped the rod and walked fourth in searh of the earthling. How could he fault her for his own sins? he had been mislead into thinking he would become an offcial tamer for a legitimate organization. What would a simple animal know of the complexeties of all of this? He could not fault her, just himself. All the raven haired male now wanted was to return the earther back to spite the upper ranks. For a race prided on being evolved beyond emotions, he certainly felt foolish for indulging an impulse of the mind.

How could he make the female understand? To comprehend it was no longer in its natural capacity, the societies and the intricate web of so many unknown things and even how advanced things the galaxy were. When he found her, she was eating some land dwelling critter under a roudementary shelter she had built. The male's eyes narrowed as he witnessed her eat.

"Human." he spoke.

He would attempt a dialouge with the creature, to understand it more and maybe.. even reason with it.

Stranger in a Strange Land

His eyes flowed in a single motion from his unmoving face as the female lowered herself. There was too much talking amongst her kind, and yet with such singular sounding voices lacking the dual tone of a true elder race, it made no sense for it to babble on incessantly. That is all the animal knew how to do, talk demandingly.

The frailty of the creature had taken its toll on its own body. Feeble and weak.

The male's mind was now plagued with so many unspoken questions. Was there a conspiracy or was the need for a more exotic game for the zoo's exhibits that great? Statistical data told him what to expect from a human specimen, their biology, psychology, and even raw behaviors were the same as many infantile species. So why leave such a glaring detail of elder blood from the data he was given? This whole show was against the galactic law. toyed with as though he were of a lowly rank and race. Fingertips and elbows surged with powerful lightning as the males ghosted across the artificial field of grass towards the organic doorway. A burst of air swam through the Eden chamber as he stepped into the dark halls, there was an explosion of light and a scream of rage just as it closed.

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The following day.

Hours passed as he remembered his encounter with his superiors. A massive room of marbled pillars and advanced architecture adorned the theme as he stood behind a pulpit describing his concerns. Their Authority was not to be questioned, it was indeed illegal and he was to remain quiet about it and do as told. this all was a giant corporate business and he was just a gear in the machine. The male's hair flowed in his stasis pod as he tried to recover precious time laying awake. As his hands traced the glass of his pod, he wondered how the human faired after almost a whole day alone in her cage.

Stranger in a Strange Land

This is all a new conundrum, a spect of dust among the stars could possibly be the remnants of an ancient, space faring race. For eons budding species of old lived in the vast oceans of the black heavens till their blood became rich and oxygenated. Crimson was the badge a race earned after conquering the sector from which they rose. No known species that surge from primordial, undeveloped and newly formed savage planets ever carry the elder blood in their veins.

Blasphemy.

The life essence stained the males hands as he pressed on the wounds. Robbed of his hunt and scammed out of any possible notoriety from besting a native animal, the alien now took to the role healer. Gently he clasped the female's ankle and with his right finger tips, traced over her veins as if he could see right through her skin. Intricate, complex and intelligently designed, he cursed their similarity. The pads of his fingers glided as his nails began to emanate a soft glow of white.

Tenderly, calm tingles penetrated the earthling, minuscule dancing worms of light followed each of his fingers, the soles of her feet began to repair before their eyes. The violently ripped skin came to close all of it wounds in the hands of the male. With the same gentleness, the second foot was healed. The woman spoke, and he did not acknowledge, only his eyes came upon hers once more as he gestured both of their clothes back from the ridges of their spines. He stared at her, more so, into her.. very intensely.

Did his superiors know? What does the board of galactic law dictate on this matter? A million questions and none for the hungry and blood thirsty crowd eager to see him carry and brutalize the human into open view. They must not know what she is, and he must bring the exhibit to a close. In the native tongue of his kind, his voice sounded as if twins were speaking simultaneously. Their tones and speech was a true duality. More advanced in anatomy, the voice of the Aeli were as angels speaking to ears mortals.

"Hroct nema aeztu."

A computerized voice broke the news to the eager onlookers awaiting for them both to climb out of the tree. Before loud unruly protests could be heard, the great sky flower closed and blended back into the sky.

There were now secrets kept from him, from high above the corporate ladder. He was at a loss for thought. What was the standard procedure now? Was the human an animal?

Yes.

He questioned the legality of it all and in same instant he led the female down to the base of the tree. He needed answers but for now he must change his treatment of her. The reputation of his clan, could be tarnished from fame to infamy with this creature between his arms. Both hands remained above her body as his proximity kept her pinned to the trunk.

"Speak your name, human."

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