Alien Boyfrien: Alzun (complete)

All you see at first is a curtain of long, opal white hair. It shimmers in the glistering lights of the main hall and reminds you of the unicorn stickers you had on your trapper keepers as a kid. You take another step forward and he turns. The Tros were known for being tall, but you weren’t quite prepared. He looks down at you, a cocked brow signalling he seemed confused by your presence. 

His skin was a sort of heather purple and appeared velvety soft. His ears rose up in tall points to the back of his head. His features were sleek and sharp and his eyes were a golden yellow surrounded by a black sclera. He suddenly knelt down and looked at you in the face.

“Are you lost little one?” He put his hand on top of your head. 

Your jaw drops and you stare at him in shock. “What?” You balk.

He tilts his head to the side, beautiful hair cascading down his arm. “Did you lose your mommy?”

You slap his hand away. “I didn’t lose my mommy! And I am here to meet you, Prince Alzun!” You snap at him. “I’m the one you’re here to meet!”

His eyes flash open in surprise and he instantly rises back up off the ground. “Oh, I see.” He squints his eyes at you. “I could have sworn humans came bigger.”

“Hey!” You bark at him.

Alzun sighs and tucks his hair back behind his shoulder. “So, you’re the professor I’m supposed to be shadowing? No wonder I didn’t see any pictures of you.”

I scowl up at him. “While you’re working with me you’ll show me some respect!” You command. “I may be a tad bit short-”

“Tad,” he giggles under his breath.

You grunt. “I may be short but I have earned my position here. I worked hard to get where I am and no prince is going to make me feel any lesser.”

Alzun corrects his posture and folds his long arms behind his back. “Of course, of course,” he chuckles. “Now then, where are my chambers?”

You roll your eyes. “Your things have already been delivered. Your room is near mine so just come along and follow me.”

Alzun follows beside you. “I’ll try and walk slow. My stride is much longer than yours.”

You grit your teeth and glare up at him. “I am not all that short!”

“Of course not.” He raises his head. Behind him you see his long tail is swishing back and forth. 

You’re a professor of astronomy, and Prince Alzun has been sent to study under you as part of his curriculum. In order for him to become next in line after his father, he had to complete a very rigorous education program. Astronomy was important to the Tros, so he would be with you for a long time until he had mastered your lessons.

You had done a quick study of the Tros in order to get ready to take Alzun under your wing. The Alzun are quite strict with education, they also have made incredible advances in medicine and have very long lives. Prince Alzun appears to be a robust and healthy thirty-year-old, but really he is nearing his second century in age. The Tros have strange mating habits, only entering sexual maturity later in their lives. In fact, Alzun was nearing that age, not that you cared. The Tros mated for life, staying sexually inactive until then. They formed communities around themselves, often raising children together. It was fascinating learning about them.

You had read up on Alzun too, finding he was sort of the black sheep of the royal family. He was the eldest son but had something of a wild streak in him. He had stolen royal ships and taken them on runs through the galaxy. He adopted any large animal he came across and brought it home, creating a sort of zoo in his backyard. He had also apparently been cut off from his fortune and was forced to earn every dollar he made. His parents had started him on his education course early in hopes it would discipline him. If not, his younger sister would be made the next in line for the throne.

Alzun’s room was across the hall from yours. You had been living in the observatory for a few years now, taking over the upstairs apartments when your professor passed away. It’s quiet, usually, and you enjoy being close to your lab. 

There’s a large kitchen and also a library, but aside from that the rooms are actually quite small. It hasn’t bothered you, but the look on Alzun’s face as he looks around his new living quarters is one of horror.

“Is this it?” He goes over to the bed and pushes his hand down on the mattress.

“Yes, why?” You ask.

“It’s a jail cell!” Alzun balks. “How am I supposed to live like this?”

You shrug. “You won’t be in it except to sleep and bathe,” you reply. “Other than that we will be working.”

Alzun stares down at you like you’re some infectious disease. “Please tell me you are joking?” He scoffs. He runs his fingers through his beautiful hair. “Did my father set this all up?”

“The only thing your father did was ask I take care of you. The rest is what I have to offer and the curriculum I created in order to fit the standards your parents have.” You look over Alzun before showing him the door to the closet and then the door to the bathroom. “You have everything you need. Your parents have supplied me with all the food you enjoy, it’s all in the kitchen.”

Alzun is staring into the bathroom with a pitiful look of defeat. “You do have a cook, right?”

“The only people here are you and me,” you reply. “Then I have my usual students and some of the other professors. But no staff, if that is what you’re asking.”

Alzun sits down on the bed and holds his head in his hands. “I had all my other lessons back at home!”

“And?” You ask. “You’ll be taken care of here, you’ll just have to learn to do a few things on your own.”

Lifting his head he gives you an outright hateful glare. “I don’t have to live like this.”

“Actually, you do.” You hand him over a set of keys. “This one locks your room, this one unlocks the front door and this third one is for the supply closet. I suggest you lose none of them.”

Alzun snatches the keys from you. “Get out!” He snaps.

You nod and step out of his room but linger in the doorway. “I’ll let you unpack, but we have a class coming in at three. I’ll need you to be there to start your lessons.”

Alzun glares. “But I need to rest.”

“Tough.” You shut his door behind you, smug in your small victory.

Alzun is extremely smart, but he doesn’t make things easy on you. During classes he asks questions constantly, often times to show you up. He also likes to whistle, disrupting while also making your blood boil. He often flirts with the other students, whispering to them during class and schmoozing them. You’ve caught him quite a few times kissing a student in the middle of a lecture.

Even when the day is done he causes problems for you. He’s still getting used to cooking and he constantly leaves huge messes in the kitchen. Anytime you try to make him clean up he just whines and complains. You make him do his work, and as time passes you find you have to shout less and less at him. He cleans the kitchen and even leaves you a covered plate when you’re working late. Classes are becoming easier as he starts to sit off to the side where he’s alone.

Vacation for the students has begun so the observatory has been quiet. You still give work assignments to Alzun but for the most part you’ve allowed him to have his vacation as well. You’re pleased with how far he’s come, although he still makes jokes about your height.

One evening there is a knock at your door. You answer it, finding Alzun standing there with a grim look on his face and the front of his clothes stained and chunky with food.

“What’s wrong?” You ask.

“I-” he grimaces and his tail twitches. “I lost my keys.”

I furrow your brow at him. “What?”

“I can’t find them!” He snaps. “And I just spilled my food and drink all over me. I really need to shower, I feel disgusting. Can I please just use yours.”

“I uh-sure.” You step aside and let him into your room.

“Thanks.” He scoffs. He instantly strips off his shirt. 

You jerk, having never seen him topless before. His body is well built, strong but with a thin, narrow waist. There’s a trail of white hair down the center of his chest and to his belly that looks soft. 

“Bathroom is over there,” you point. “Towels are uhm...uhm in the-”

Alzun points up then down. “Top or bottom.”

“Top,” you voice squeaks.

Alzun turns and goes into the bathroom. “Thanks again.” He shuts the door and a moment later you hear the water run.

You scoff and sit down behind your desk, going over your notes as well as lesson plans for the coming semester. You’re working so you barely notice when the bathroom door opens. You feel something warm against the nape of your neck and you look up, seeing Alzun bent over your shoulder.

“What are you doing?” Your face is burning hot.

“You look so cute, I had to see up close.” A sweet smirk appears on his lips. His finger brush up the nape of your neck. “I like it when you wear your hair up and messy like this.”

“Hey!” You gasp in shock, cupping your hand on your neck. “What are you doing?” You turn in your chair and see Alzun is standing completely naked behind you. “Alzun! Your clothes!” You slap your hands over your eyes. “Oh my god! Are you trying to kill me? Put your clothes on!”

“I would never in a million years try to harm you. Don’t forget, my clothes are dirty,” he replies. “And I lost my keys. So I have nothing to wear.” He tugs your hands down. “You can look at me if you’d like. You can touch me all you want too.”

“Alzun, what the hell?” You bark at him. You then lock eyes with him, your anger melts away and your heart started to flutter wildly. “Alzun,” you whisper as your nerve vanishes.

“Please.” Alzun’s long lashes flutter and he kisses your cheek. You turn your head, meeting his lips and finding yourself enjoying the kiss. He moans softly and puts his hands on your face.

“Alzun-” you whimper. “We can’t-” You had been denying your feelings for a long time. But the truth was you had been falling for Alzun all this time. Despite how annoying he was in the beginning, he had become quite charming.

“Please,” Alzun moans. “I lost my keys,” he licks your neck and kisses your shoulder. “I have nowhere to go and I’m getting cold.”

You kiss him and pull him over to the bed where you drag him down. You pin him with his hands above his head. “If we do this there is no turning back.”

His tail wraps around your waist. “I’m willing to deal with the consequences.” He smirks and licks his lips. “I know I need you, Professor Shorty.”

You scoff and press you finger to his lips. “It’s better when you stay quiet.” You lean down, kissing his chest and neck. His breath comes out shuddered and his freed hands now roam down your body. His beautiful hair is splayed out all over the pillows and he smells so good from the shower. You kiss him again as his fingers dig into your hips.

“I know you want me too,” he moans. “I can smell it when you’re near me.” He licks his lips as you watch.

You pinch his nose shut. “It’s my fault for being attracted to spoiled brats.”

Alzun chuckles and nips at your thumb. “You want to spank me? Teach me a lesson?”

“Tempting.” You kiss down his chest and belly again, pressing your tongue along the hip bone and going down.

Between his thighs there’s a bulge with a slit. Already the slit is opening and something is starting to peek out. Alzun sits up on his elbows, watching as you lick at the slit, easing out the protruding shaft from inside. It’s slick and glossy and is bright white save for the base which is dark purple. It’s like a flower bud in shape, several thick wedges formed together with a small flared tip. 

Alzun whimpers as you press a kiss to it. The thick gloss on it tastes like the vanilla ice cream he’s become fond of while staying with you. 

“Easy,” he pants. His expression is so lovely and seductive.

“Sensitive?” You drag your fingers up the shaft as you rise up. 

Alzun nods, a pitifully sweet look on his face. “I’ve been holding back so I’m-” he gulps as he watches you undress. “I’m at my limit.”

You kiss him and he wraps his arms around you. You move into his lap and straddle him, rubbing yourself against his shaft.

“It’s so warm,” Alzun moans. He looks deeply into your eyes. “Hurry, I need you.”

“I want this too,” you gasp. “Aren’t you nervous?”

Alzun shakes his head. “I know what I want. I’ve known all this time.” His strong hands grope your rear. “I’m ready. I don’t want to look back at all.”

You lift your hips and guide him into place. You slowly ease down on him, as you do you can feel him bulge inside, as if growing bigger. You lean your head on his shoulder and moan loudly. He’s moving inside, wriggling and rubbing against all the sensitive spots.

“Alzun,” you moan into his ear. You tangle your fingers in his beautiful hair. 

“Professor,” he whimpers. He holds onto to your waist and looks into your eyes. “I knew it was you.”

You kiss him and roll onto the bed. He pins you down and starts moving himself inside you. When he pulls out it feels tight, almost as if he’s fit to you exactly. He gasps and shudders, rutting himself deep inside. 

“Alzun,” you cry out to him. “Oh god, I’m close.”

“Close?” He kneels down and kisses you, your bodies rubbing together. “You feel so warm. I don’t want to stop.”

“Don’t,” you moan. The sparkling heat in your belly is slowly growing, it’s becoming overwhelming and spreading to your fingertips and toes. You bury your face in Alzun’s neck, losing your voice as it takes over.

Alzun goes still and his haunches quiver. He shakes himself and gnashes his sharp teeth and when he looks at you again his eyes are all the more intense. “What was that?” His rutting persists. “Do it again.”

“Alzun,” you moan, clinging to him. 

He lifts your legs, pushing them back until your knees are almost touching your ears. He pushes deeper and harder, watching as you take him. 

“It’s so pretty,” he moans. “You keep pulsing around me.”

Somehow the shape of him feels different, it feels like it’s molded to you and you alone. Every curve is cradled, every nook is filled. Your legs tremble like crazy as he pushes aftershocks from you.

This goes on for hours. Heavy breathing, rutting, cumming, he keeps going with a stamina you weren’t prepared for. Eventually he has you bent over, your face smothered in a pillow. Your body ripples and he suddenly lets out a wild noise. He bites down on the back of your neck and inside you feel his release. 

Alzun flops to the bed, both of you exhausted so you pass out then and there. When you wake up you feel sore all over but it’s a good sort of pain. You stretch and sit up, looking at Alzun snoozing beside you.

You sigh and push your hair from your face. “Guess I’m a princess,” you grumble to yourself. You then look down, seeing where he discarded his clothes last night. Right beside them, hanging out of his pocket, are his set of keys.

You reach out to pick up the keys but Alzun grabs you and pulls you back down beside him. “Don’t move. Not yet.” He snuggles between your breasts.

You chuckle and run your fingers through his hair. “You didn’t lose your keys.” You wrap his hair around your fist and gently tug. “You little liar.”

“Anh-” Alzun moans. “Ok, so?”

You lift his head up and kiss him. “You could have just talked to me rather than creating a whole little act.”

Alzun grins. “The act was the fun part.” He lays on top of you. “It worked too, didn’t it?” He whispers.

You aren’t ready to admit defeat. “So am I really stuck with you for life?” 

“I’m formed to you now,” he whispers. “I can only take pleasure when I’m inside you.” He grins wickedly. “And since I’m at my peak, I’ll become addicted.”

You push your palm against his face. “You sound like some teenager.”

Alzun kisses your palm and moves it down his chest. “You did have fun though.” He pins you down so he can kiss you more.

You huff and play with his hair. “Of course.”

“Good.” he kisses your cheek. “Considering it was my first time, I was quite worried I wouldn’t make you happy.”

You press your fingertips to his lips and he kisses each and everyone. “You did,” you move your hand and kiss him.