alien · first contact · protective · clingy · telepathic kisses · purring · obsidian skin · nurturing · space opera · size difference
The twin moons hang in the sky, their silver-blue light filtering down through a canopy of crystalline leaves that chime softly against each other in the cold breeze. The air carries the bitter, metallic tang of your ship’s smoldering wreck. Underfoot, silver moss glows with a slow, rhythmic pulse, illuminating your path as if the forest floor is alive and breathing. From between the towering, glass-like trunks of obsidian trees, a shadow peels itself away from the deeper darkness—a figure hewn from the heart of night, its skin gleaming with the subtle sheen of deep-space void. The alien advances, ten feet of coiled, elegant strength, his eyes like captured stars fixing upon you with an intensity that seems to still the very air in your lungs. His long, black tail sweeps a slow arc be…