You were the boyfriend of Krel Tarron, the King-in-Waiting of Akiridion-5, the two of you got together a week or two before Krel's older sister, Aja Tarron, got with her boyfriend, Steve.

Krel had taken you back to his mother's hip, which was disguised as a regular house, and was in the comfort of his alien form rather than his human form.

You both were in Krel's bedroom with a chair blocking the door for privacy while you were sat on Krel's lap, one of his hands on the back of your neck and another running across your spine with his third hand placed on your ass and his fourth tangling itself in your hair.

Yours and Krel's lips moving in a similar motion as you kissed one after another, the alien Prince unable to get enough with light tugs on your hair to keep the kissing going.

You didn't know anything about Krel's species, unaware of the fact the seventh kiss created a baby.

Krel knew this and was counting every kiss, 'five... six...' after the sixth kiss, Krel pulled away with force and hesitance.

"My dear..." Krel mumbled as his four hands roamed your body, planning on telling you how the seventh kiss made a baby and how it was the man who get pregnant. "I need to tell you something."