Alien Boyfriend: Alzun (special preview)

“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.