by Maia Starr
"Lead the way, Nicole," he said with a grin.
We as a whole walked peacefully, and I was extremely anxious. At last, we reached the front of my building. I was happy to be home.
"This is it," I said as I stopped before the entryway. The commander gazed toward the building. He was calm. Then he took a look at the two military men and stated, "Post a couple of men around here at the entryway and also some on the rooftop. Both of you will be posted outside the entryway of her home with me in the hallway. Advise your men that on the off chance that they see a Waysaw ship, they should fire shots. That is the means by which we will know."
"Yes, Commander, immediately," the men said and went to work. I could hear them on the radio bringing in their group.
We took the elevator up to the tenth floor where my apartment was. I opened the entryway with my keys, and the commander stated, "Let me check this first before you enter."
"Okay," I moved to one side. I didn't think there would be Waysaw in there.
"All clear," he said as he turned out the entryway. "Yell in the event that you require anything."
"Yes," I said. I walked into my condo and took a look at the tremendous patio outside my sliding glass doors. I became apprehensive, imagining a scenario where a Waysaw landed and got to me before I could even shout.
"Commander, I have a substantial patio and extensive windows. It would make me feel better if you would sit in the family room of my apartment since I can't keep watch of those windows constantly," I said, understanding that I was welcoming him in to be with me.
"As you wish," he said as he gestured to the two men to remain in the hallway
"Much obliged to you," I said as I let him in and shut the entryway.
"I like your living quarters," he said as he ventured in and moved to the window and remained there.
"Thank you. I am certain that it is altogether different than what you are acclimated to on your planet," I said as I removed my shoes. My feet were throbbing, and I yearned to wash up.
"Yes, altogether different."
"Commander, grab anything you require. This here is the thing that we call the kitchen. This is a fridge; there is water in here and sustenance. If you would excuse me, I want to clean up, that implies cleaning up," I said to him, feeling anxious.
"Yes, I know the significance," he grinned at me.
"Right, I will return in almost no time," I said to him. I moved into my room and shut the entryway. I pulled off my clothes and went into the restroom. I ran the water, and soon I was getting a charge out of a steaming hot shower. A piece of me was envisioning him bursting in on me. I would be totally wet and exposed, and he would squeeze me against the shower divider and take me.
"What are you doing, Nicole? Stop," I pondered internally. I completed my shower and after that moved into my space to pull on a sweatshirt and yoga pants. My stomach snarled. I desired some genuine food. I dried my hair, and after that, I moved once more into the front room.
"Commander, I am back," I said.
"Did you enjoy your shower?" he inquired.
I took a look at him, and he had a grin. He was messing with me. I was flabbergasted by his human ways. He wasn't solid and direct the way I believed that they would be. Truth be told, he was entertaining. I grinned back.
"Yes, I did. In any case, now I am totally ravenous. I will cook supper. Would you dine with me?" I asked him.
"It is a date," he said. I took a look at him with wide eyes.
"Where did you discover that term?" I inquired.
"As the Leader said, we know a lot in regards to Earth and the people. We have been accepting data from Earth for quite a while. There is much that we know," He said.
"That is exceptionally uncalled for. We don't know anything of you," I said, giggling as I moved into the kitchen. I hauled out a few vegetables, organic products, and fish. I cooked as I chatted with Vycon. He was extremely pleasant to converse with, and I began to feel less uneasiness and apprehension.
"If it's not too much trouble to eat with me," I said as I put the plates on the table.
"It smells flavorful, Nicole. Much thanks to you," he said as he walked over and sat down. He scarcely fit in the small chair.
"Are all the Grantsions this tall on your planet?" I inquired.
He grinned. "Yes generally. We run between nine feet to nine and a half and a few of us, ten feet," he said. He took a spoonful of fish and ate. He smiled. "It is decent."
Thank you," I said as I took a nibble as well. Then I kept on testing.
"What aboutthe female Grantsions, are they as tall as well?" I inquired.
He grinned at me. "You need to think about the females?"
"Yes," I said, feeling myself become flushed.
"Okay. The females, yes, the Grantsion females are tall, however most are around eight feet, so just marginally littler than us."
"That is intriguing," I said. I desired to make an essential inquiry, however, I didn't know how as well. "Furthermore, are you with one of these females?" I asked, feeling humiliated when I said it.
"With a female?" he asked, wrinkling his eyebrows together. In any case, I had a feeling he knew precisely what I implied, however, he was prodding me.
"I mean, are you with one of these females in a union? Devotedto each other, or what we on Earth call a marriage."
"Yes, I see. I do know this. We have this too on our planet. We do wed and remain with one female until the end of time."
"You do? That is astounding," I said as I saw that he abstained from noting my inquiry. There was a cumbersome hush and I put my eyes on my dinner.. Then, at long last, he replied.
"No. I am not wedded to a female on my planet. I don't have a spouse or a love," he said.
"Oh" I said.
"What about you? Do you have a spouse?" he inquired.
My eyes became wide. "I don't have a spouse. What's more, the man in my life isn't somebody that I am infatuated with," I said.
"That is good to know," he said. Then he kept on eating. I could feel the chemistry between us developing into a thick strain. I thought that it was difficult to not take a look at his solid exposed chest as he sat opposite me. I desired to gaze at it. He got me a couple of times.
His long silver hair was messy, and it made him look tough. At long last, we were finished eating, and I could quit gazing at him. I gathered the plates and placed them in the dishwasher.
"It is a little too soon for me to rest so soon after eating. Would you like to sit and talk or read?" I asked as I advanced over to the lounge room and sat on a love seat. He remained before the footstool and took a look at me with a grin.
"Those would not be my first chocies," he made a sound as if to speak.
Is it safe to say that he was stating what I think he was stating? Then he proceeded. "Give us a chance to proceed with our discussion. In any case, you should pardon my successive looks out the windows. I should watch out," he said as he walked over to the mass of glass in my place and looked out.
As he turned his back to me, I took a look at his posterior. His bottom was tight and lively. His thighs were solid and thick like trees. I discovered my mouth was starting to water as I took a look at him. I was objectifying this alien.
"Nicole?" I heard him say.
"What?" I said, snapping out of my stupor. He was taking a look at me behind him.
"I said do you appreciate living in this city? There is so much concrete. Where is the rich vegetation?" he asked. I realized that he had caught me looking at him.
"Oh, um. Yes and no. I do appreciate being in nature. In any case, the city is in ruins. It is sad, really. I do miss being in nature, but my work is here," I said.
"Great to know," he said as he swung back to the window.
This was the way the following hour went. We made casual banter while he looked out the window at regular intervals. I was delighted about becoming more acquainted with this alien.
When I at long last was ready to rest I
left the entryway of my room open only a split. I experienced serious difficulties nodding off as I realized that Vycon was in the other room. I was contemplating going to him. I thought to hell with it! We could be attacked any second by a threatening alien race; I should live like there is no tomorrow. Be that as it may, I would remain still in my quaint little inn and not make the move to go to him. It would not be right. He was an alien.
At long last, I nodded off, yet I could feel him watching me rest. It was an inebriating feeling.
Chapter Four
COMMANDER VYCON DASE
I was stunned when the Leader proposed that I watch the human female that they had been utilizing as a message interpreter, the human Nicole. I had no protest to guarding her, but I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. Yet, I wasn't anticipating that the Leader should send me off to do a job such as this.
When I joined her in her living quarters, what they called an apartment, I desired to test myself with her limitation. I realized that from the minute that I saw her, I pined to touch her. I desired to kiss her lips. I desired to be within her, so being so close and alone was hard for me. I would not take her though. It was against the Grantsion way. We were forbidden from being with human females. I would honor that.
However, my restraint was additionally tested when she decided that the first thing she would do when she walked into her living quarters was to take a shower. I could hear the water running. I walked up to her room entryway and remained there. I put my hand on the doorknob. I desired to see the water on her bare skin. I desired to lick it off of her. I desired her to implore me to take her. I moaned at the idea. I moved in the opposite direction of the entryway and walked to the window and investigated the city that was void. I desired to keep centered. It was a real threat that the adversary could enter the Earth at any minute. Regardless of how much I wanted to be with her, I was disgusted by my want of her. I hated the humans, and I had to remember that.
After her shower, she came out in human clothes that concealed her body, with the exception of her tight pants that gave away her curves. She amazed me when she started to cook. She wasn't simply cooking for herself; she was cooking for the two of us. I observed that to be an exceptionally kind and decent notion from this human female. As we sat and ate, she got some information about my home planet. She was intrigued by my answers, and her grin was a delight for me to witness. But it was hard for me. Nicole was not mine.
When she at long last rested I couldn't help myself; I watched her dozing body from time to time for the duration of the night. I told myself that I was just keeping an eye on her: she had windows in her room. But I simply desired to take a look at her. She was lovely with her long dark hair spread out on her bed. I longed to creep into bed with her and wrap my body around hers. It was wrong.
When morning came, I was happy for it. I was prepared to take her back to her building with the goal that I could be free of practicing this new restraint.
"Much obliged to you, Commander, for watching over me. I do value it. I realize that if the Waysaw come that you are the most talented and skilled soldier to keep me safe," she said as she walked with me to the top of her building. She was messing with me.
"It is my honor to watch you, Nicole," I said giving the sarcasm right back to her. She took a look at me with wide blue eyes. She gulped hard. As we got to the highest point of the rooftop of the military tower, the ship landed. The entryway opened. It was one of our soldiers.
"I will go now and see to the Leader. I trust that he will have another meeting here in two or three hours," I said to her.
"Yes, toward the evening," she said.
"Until then, Nicole," I said with a grin and afterward walked to the ship. Once the entryway shut, I looked as she walked back inside the building. I was happy to have her out of anyone's sight. I longed for her excessively. I expected to return to my own ship and proceed with the work and looked forward to this distraciton.
Once inside the ship, I went to my own living quarters and stripped. I immediately utilized our ship washroom and changed. When I felt like the fragrance of Nicole was off of me, I answered to Leader Nizok.
"Leader, I have returned. What is the news?" I inquired.
"It was without episode. Working with the Earth military was superior to anything I expected it would be. They are proficient and know how to follow requests and also keep a decent watch. I figure they will be a decent match against the Waysaw once they know how to fight them."
"Yes, I concur.”
"I am headed toward correspondence to check if the Waysaw are en route. Any news from Anvin?"
"No, none."
"After you check in, get some rest. That is an order. I require you rested before the meeting in a couple of hours," the Leader said.
"Yes, I will do that after the correspondence room," I said as I left.
After I checked in with correspondence, I went to my living quarters and set down on the bed. I shut my eyes and rapidly fell into a profound rest. I had been up for quite a while. As I dozed, the picture of Nicole came into my brain again and again. I longed for her in my bed. I longed for her straddling me. I longed for her begging me to kiss her. It was an exceptionally wonderful dream, and I was disillusioned when I woke up. In any case, awakening implied that I would see her again soon.
The day played out much as the previous one. We met with the leaders through the video projection in the meeting room. The Leader informed them of some new tactics of fighting the Waysaw. They intently listened.
“We have shield technology that could work over the copper mines. We can test it on the mine that is closest to this base. We have sent for one of our own from Anvin, an engineer that could create this in a very small amount of time,” Leader Nizok said.
“Pff, of course it needs more Zenkians to arrive in order to do it,” Sergeant Banks mumbled.
I wasn’t sure anyone else heard the remarks of the Sergeant, but I did. I wanted to punch him. How dare he once again insult us when we were trying to help.
“That sounds incredible,” the President said. “We are grateful to have access to these technologies.”
The meeting continued for a considerable length of time, as the previous gatherings had. I was extremely mindful of Nicole's beauty. It was hard for me to keep my eyes far from her. I found her taking a look at me once in a while. When the meeting was finished, the Leader offered that I be Nicole's own security once more. I would need to spend one more night controlling myself. I would need to spend one more night compelling myself not to kiss her. I would need to spend one more night watching my words.
Be that as it may, this second night of watching her would wind up being the second of many. Four days passed, and I was sent to protect her daily. I spent a sum of six evenings at her place watching her. Eating a dinner with her that she made for us. Having discussions that were fun and flirty. This was the manner by which I spent my evenings on Earth, and I was becoming accustomed to it. The prospect of leaving back to Anvin became less and less attractive as time went on.
"What is it? You appear to have a frown on your face," she said.
"I do? Expressions of remorse, Nicole, that is all. I was considering something that made me feel a touch of misery," I said to her.
"I know that feeling," she said. She stood up from the table and went to her kitchen. She got a long glass container and a gadget and opened it. "I have just the thing for it."
She took the container to the table and after that snatched two mugs made of glass that were exceptionally tall on a long stem. She poured out a rich red fluid into each. She gave me one.
"It is wine. It is produced using fruit that we call grapes. It is liquor. It helps you to rest easy," she said with a grin.
Obviously, I knew what it was. We had something comparative on our planet, yet it was substantially more robust. Be that as it may, I would acknowledge this drink.
"Much obliged to you," I said as I drank from the glass. She drank too.
"What are the females like on your planet?" she inquired. “I have only met the male Zenkians since females are not soldiers on your planet.”
I curved an eyebrow at her.
We talked for an hour or something like that, much the same as the evenings before. In any case, this time I could tell that she was getting drunk. Before long, she surprised me.
She moved over to me. I could tell that she had drunk excessively of the wine. This was perilous. She put just an inch between us. She held up her hand as if she was going to put it on my chest. She tilted her head back and gazed toward me. Then she discreetly stated, "May I? May I touch you?"
I sucked in a sharp breath of air. I desired to pull her to me and kiss her hard. Be that as it may, I chose to limit myself. My breathing developed quickly. "Yes," I said in an imposing voice brimming with desire.
