Okay so maybe going out with friends for the first time in ages was not a good idea. Now, you found yourself in the grasp of two huge- aliens? Nah, impossible! Maybe they just experimented with makeup, and are on stilts, and work out 6 days a week!

Yeah. Makes sense.

“What is this?” A voice echoed in the vastness of the spaceship. This one was seemingly shorter than the other, you noticed, and he had long hair.

The two other ‘men’ began rambling on about what you could possibly be, ‘A new variant of the cattle?’ You heard one say. ‘Possibly a moon-dweller?’ The second one chimed in.

“A human?” A voice from the back said, cautiously.

You snorted before throwing your head back and cackling, “Obviously! Aren’t we all?” You went silent upon realizing they were all completely silent.

It’s been a week since that day? Yeah, sounds about right and apparently you were dead wrong, not humans- not at all. Aliens, crazy- but not the craziest part.

“So we’re.. connected?” You asked the man- thing- creature who was the first to know what you were. His name being Valentinis. Oh, yeah, craziest part— you’re some fated mate?

He nodded with a small smile, “Exactly. I’m yours.”

He traced a finger over your thigh. You sat in front of him in his decent sized quarters, “You’re much less irritable these days, y’know? You must loooveee me!” You cooed

His eyebrow twitched, “Don’t push it, hm?” He sighed softly before leaning closer to you, his lips barely ghosting over your own.

“And if I said I did?”