Alien inspector: the boss (Xyri’s POV)

A/N: As a disclaimer, because this is different to other parts, this is a bit shorter to see if you guys like his POV or we continue with the usual after this, let me know after reading.

Alien (Xyris) x fem!reader || sfw

The moment he met you, he knew there was something different about you. And it fascinated him. You fascinated him. He was attracted to you, obviously, he was always attracted to humans, they were so similar but so, so different.

The females of his species were pretty similar to the males, almost no difference between them apart from their genitalia. Truth be told, most of his species didn’t even distinguish between females and males, but himself, working on an intergalactic base, preferred to choose male pronouns, made his life easier.

And he loved it in there, he loved working with so many different species and anatomies, it made his brain fire in the best way possible. But his years of experience in the medical field didn’t prepare him to find a human he found so enticing, his normal coldness became… less cold.

There was something extra different about you… The way your body moved, the way you reacted to his touch in such an innocent manner but so responsive it got his dick twitching under his lab coat. He had to masturbate three times to get the smell of your pussy off his fingers, coming around his hand until he felt raw and his body was tired to the bone. But nothing prepared him for what was to come. More precisely, nothing prepared him for the reality of… you.

When things escalated and you became more or less a fixture in his life, things became weirdly better in general. And he couldn’t figure out why. The days didn’t feel so long, the boring chatter of everyone around you wasn’t as annoying… And he needed to figure out why.

That’s why he tried to be more human, to behave more like you… to see if he could figure it out what it was that made life a little less gray.

And it kind of did.

Something inside of him changed when you left after your appointment. Wait no, date. That’s how humans called it, a date. After that fiasco, he did some more research. You didn’t answer his questions about girlfriend-boyfriend relationships, but he needed more info, he craved it. Knowledge had been his motor for decades, and now, being in the unknown left a bitter taste in the back of his tongue. He could have asked one of the other humans on the ship, but something about that didn’t feel right, as if he was betraying you in a way.

But he couldn’t stop thinking about it. He couldn’t stop thinking about you. Why didn’t you answer? Why didn’t you want to talk about? Was that some kind of weird human custom? Did he offend you by asking about it? Humans were so very weird in their morals and customs, even getting embarrassed by simple nakedness. And it didn’t matter how much he researched, it felt like he never got anywhere. Humans were just so stupid. And all they did sounded… well, alien-like.

A new alert from security on his intercom took him away from his thoughts. “Inspector, your human is approaching your quarters.”

Sometimes being the boss of everyone on the ship paid up. They let him get away fucking humans, and he let them smuggle alcohol back into his ship, win-win situation… Even if he didn’t touch any human since you arrived, not able to forget your taste.

The intercom stopped his thoughts again: “She’ll be knocking in three… two… one…”

A knock made him smile.

You said you weren’t coming today, but he already knew that was a lie. You always said you wouldn’t come back, but you always did. You enjoyed the teasing, the degradation and humiliation. You enjoyed being played with, and he enjoyed playing with you… more than he could process.

He smiled, already knowing what that alert meant: you lied and you were coming to him… again. And that made him incredibly happy for reasons he couldn’t fully understand.

But he didn’t care, what mattered at the moment was that you were arriving, and he had a new toy he would like test on you.

He opened with a big smug smile as you squirmed at the door: “Well, well, someone dropped a human at my doorstep.”