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Ch.6
Thragg found himself floating hundreds of feet above the city, the night air had a bright buzzing energy to it, he could see the cars beneath him and hear the bustling noises of the city. The tiny humans going about their lives, it amuses Thragg how they look like weak little bugs from this height, but to him what’s the difference? His mind wandered to what his little human was doing right now, probably lounging in bed wearing the least amount of clothing possible, with the window slightly ajar allowing the cool night breeze to slip in and maybe one day soon a certain Viltrumite.
“Grand Regent, apologies for my lateness. My human mate was being very… demanding.” Turning to face Kregg, he immediately noticed his flushed cheeks and disheveled appearance.
“I see General, from what I have heard you are all making excellent progress so you needn’t apologise,” a look of confusion crosses Kregg’s face as it was rare for Thragg to let such things slide, “but do not keep me waiting again.”
“Understood Grant Regent.” Kregg returns to his emotionless expression, relieved that Thragg hasn’t lost his mind. “Communication with my fellow Viltrumites has been limited of late, some of them seem to be confused about their objective on Earth and are hesitant to breed with the humans.”
“Yes this was something I predicted, you will do your best to contact them and inform them we will congregate on our ship for the next two weeks to plan our future on this planet. You will be in charge of training them and working out any concerns.” Thragg replied.
“Of course. I will get to it as soon as possible.”
“Now General what other news do you bring?” Thragg crossed his arms, he stared down at the moving cars below whilst Kregg explained.
“It is my understanding that Nolan and his halfling spawn will be returning to Earth within the next 2 months, the Coalition have no idea that we are here occupying Earth so we must plan our next moves wisely if we wish to remain here.” Thragg’s eyes remained locked on the world below them, wind whipping his cape around his muscular body. “Grand Regent, do you suppose we should reveal ourselves?”
“Do not fret Kregg, they do not want to face our wrath on their home territory, the mortalities would be in the millions and their precious Earth would be plunged into chaos.” Staring down he notices a young couple pushing a pram across a busy street. “You see Kregg we will reveal ourselves to the right person when the time allows, they will have no choice but to submit, we will reign over this world raising our children to one day become their conquerors, for now they will be our hostages and no Coalition or GDA will be able to stop us.”
The next day, GDA Facility
It had been a week since your date with Thragg, he hadn’t texted or anything, you couldn’t help but think you had done something wrong or irritated him.
Currently you were trying to distract yourself and pass time, it being over 8 months now since your brothers left, the fear that they weren’t coming back was running rampant in your mind. Images of Mark’s mutilated limp body, Nolan gutted like a fish choking on his own blood, and your baby brother Oliver completely broken with twisted and contorted bones.
You could feel your breathing fasten at these gory thoughts, cold sweat breaking out and your vision going blurry.
“Hey kid you alright?” Cecil’s voice rips you out of your thoughts.
“Yeah I’m all good Cecil, sorry what were you saying.” A weak attempt at trying to express that you were listening.
“Well I was just asking how you’ve been, I know this must be hard for you guys.” Despite Cecil being a bit questionable when it comes to your family putting trust in him, he had been around for a long time and you considered him to be an uncle. He was on thin ice with the rest of your family and you knew to an extent he liked to keep tabs on you, but he was good company and you found the GDA a fascinating place to hang out.
Currently you were sitting in the control room with Cecil and a couple other GDA staff while they worked away.
“Eh we’ve been as good as we can be, I think mum and I are both getting a bit antsy now that it’s over the 8 month mark. It’s weird not having them around.” The sadness you’re feeling is evident in your shaky voice and Cecil can’t help but feel for you.
“Look if there’s anything you need let me know, school going alright?” He takes a sip of the coffee sitting in front of him.
“Can’t complain, at this point I’m just going through the motions with everything. It’s nice to have a distraction but most nights I sit up thinking about where they are and what they’re doing, or if they’re even still alive. I’m sure mum and Eve would be doing the same.”
“I’m sure there’s no point asking how Debbie’s doing, probably just as awful as you. Is Eve alright? I was thinking of asking her to help out but I’m not sure if she’s up for it.” Cecil asks, staring up at the giant screen in the control room.
“Honestly you can ask but don’t be surprised if she kicks you to the curb.” Leaning back in the chair you feel your phone vibrate.
Brrrr brrrr
Thragg: I need to see you, your work 4pm
“And who might that be?” Cecil asks, his perceptive eyes never missing anything.
“Oh um it’s nothing, just uh, oh whatever there’s no point hiding it from you. I’m seeing a guy, he is older than me, he works in management and he seems nice. And no I don’t need you to look him up, if I find out you did a background check on him I will murder you.”
“Geez you done kid?” He asks, putting his hands up defensively, “fine because you asked so nicely I won’t, just as long as you’re being safe. Speaking of relationships, how's Debbie and Paul?”
“Done and dusted, why? did you want to have a crack before Nolan gets back?” You reply teasingly.
“Haha you’re an absolute comedian.” He responds sarcastically, “I’m not surprised honestly, knowing Debbie she probably wanted to spare him from a fucked up complicated life with alien children, no offense.”
“None taken, at least she has one powerless human passing child.” Cecil is surprised by your nonchalant stance, but little does he know the mental hurdles you’ve had to jump through to even be comfortable saying those words. Being a powerless child to Nolan was the hardest blow you’ve ever been dealt, it was like being kicked out of an exclusive club and despite you knowing Nolan adored you it didn’t change how differently he treated you.
“Sure kid, well I've got work to do but we can catch up again soon.” He jokingly ruffles your hair before walking out the door with Donald, who gives you an innocent little wave.
Your phone buzzes again.
Brrrr brrrr
Thragg: Woman respond or don’t, I expect you to be there
Even the way he texted was authoritative, you found yourself loving it, it was easy to picture him uttering those dominating words. He’s so demanding in the way he speaks you can’t help but wonder if he is a demanding lover, it’s been a while since you’ve hooked up with someone besides a regretful one night stand with your ex after the break up. But Tyler physically had nothing on Thragg, Tyler would have been close to 6 feet tall whereas Thragg had to be over 6 and a half feet, Tyler barely had any muscle on him and Thragg was a tank of a man and you loved it. The thought of him dominating you in more ways than one made your heart race and a warm tingly feeling invades you.
Reply: of course I’ll be there xxx
4pm the same day, your work
Thragg sat impatiently at a table under the staircase, the one where he had seen the young couple on the first day he set foot in this cafe. It was a similar time of day to when he had met you for the first time the other week, you looked so meek and small compared to him, and yet on that day you seemed so fearless.
Humans were interesting to Thragg in that way, they were never scared and had an insatiable desire to achieve more than what their pathetically short lives allow. In his deep dive on the internet he had seen videos of human women lifting cars to protect their children. It truly astounded Thragg that a species so weak had the ability when needed to become ten times stronger than what they were capable of. Perhaps humans would end up being advantageous partners.
As usual you had kept him waiting, he began to wonder if this was going to be a regular pattern. The golden sun peaked through the windows, illuminating the cafe with beams of light, dust particles floated around like little stars. Thragg never had time to just sit and admire his surroundings, on Viltrum, the planet he so loved, he never had time to enjoy the beauty of it. He remembered brief moments where he would travel Viltrum and fly over rolling hills and giant blue lakes, but that was a world that no longer existed. Thinking about his lost home, his sudden appreciation dissipated into a feeling of anger and disdain. Thragg almost never felt defeated but sitting in that cage missing his home he was experiencing a different kind of defeat.
What do I truly have to live for now?
Almost like divine intervention, his eyes turned towards the sound of the bell above the door ringing and he was met with the sight of your enchanting silhouette walking towards him. The bright sunset illuminating your curves, he heard your voice as you greeted your coworker, to him it sounded like music. Never had he been caught off guard by someone’s appearance, you looked angelic, not wearing anything particularly special or putting any effort into your appearance. Your lips looked fuller than normal, hair more luscious, and eyes far warmer and inviting than usual.
Maybe I have found my purpose.
Thragg took a breath trying to compose himself, not wanting to scare you off by acting strangely. After chatting to your coworker for some time you finally turn to look for him. When your eyes meet his, you both turn red in the face, Thragg once again feeling frustrated that a human can have such an effect on him.
Perhaps I need to study if human pheromones have any adverse effects on Viltrumites, because this is beyond a joke.
“Hi Thragg! Sorry I’m late, again.” Once you walk over to him you wrap your arms around his shoulders, which is something you never would have been able to do if he was standing.
“It is alright, please sit.” Thragg was aware he’d never spoken so gently to anyone before, that he could remember.
“Sure thing, I’m just going to pick out some sweets first. Do you have any preference?” You ask him.
“Not at all, choose what you like, I will pay.” He replies sternly. Proving one’s ability to provide is an important aspect of courting.
“Thanks Thragg, but I owe you one, remember? I’ll be back.”
He watches you walk away and once again soaks up every bit of you. He sinks lower in his chair and his gaze becomes more intense, the reality that the two of you will eventually have relations is all he can think about. Scanning your body up and down, he notices how your flowy shirt does nothing to hide your large tits, how your jeans hug your ass and hips, and he can’t help but imagine what you’d look like underneath him.
“Ok I got a couple cakes! I hope you like chocolate.”
Thragg jumps slightly, having not realised you were already sitting in front of him.
“Ah good, I can’t say I have ever tried chocolate.”
“WHAT? There’s no way, no fucking way, are you serious, you’re fucking with me…” it went on like that for a while, Thragg not breaking his intense gaze.
“No I am not ‘fucking’ with you woman, but based on your reaction I’m sure my not trying it is a great offence I must rectify immediately.” Almost on que Tiffany drops off the desserts, all while staring daggers at Thragg.
You watch as he takes a tentative bite, then another, and another and another, until it is completely gone. Smiling to yourself, it’s hard not to think he looks very cute at that moment.
“Well you seemed to enjoy that.” You say teasingly.
“I suppose so, that was not like anything I have eaten before.” He sits back staring at the plate he conquered.
“I’m glad you liked it.” A warm smile spreading on your face, Thragg felt his chest clench at the sight.
The two of you sit in silence for a time, nursing the coffees in your hands, the energy in the room was so peaceful, as the sun set lower an amber glow enveloped the room.
“Oh sorry Thragg I forgot you said you needed to see me, was everything ok?”
“Unfortunately I need to go away for a week or two, my team is going on a business trip to work out some logistical details. Unfortunately I will not be able to contact you much while I’m away.” He reaches for your hand, the action genuinely surprising himself, “I would not leave you so soon into our courtship unless it was extremely important.”
Pshhh courtship? this fucking guy.
“I mean you got to do what you got to do, if you can’t text me a lot then can I message you?”
“I am not sure, you may try but I will be quite far.”
The Viltrumite ship had to be moved to one of Jupiter’s moons, in preparation for Mark and Nolan’s arrival. Being too close to Earth made their ship easily detectable, unfortunately the trip takes a few days and since they will be caught leaving Earth’s atmosphere once the traitors are back, they are having a final meeting before going undercover indefinitely.
“That’s okay, we can hang out when you get back!” You squeeze his hand, your hand feels soft and smooth in his large rough hands.
“We will certainly, but I am all yours for the next couple hours. If you don’t mind, I'd like to get to know you better.”
“Well I’m an open book so ask me anything.” You reply confidently.
Except don’t ask me about my alien father, my alien superhero brothers, my lineage, my upbringing, whether I may or may not be an alien. Yeah we should be fine as long as we avoid those topics.
“Tell me about your family.” He asks before taking a sip of his coffee.
Fuck.
“There’s not much to tell, my parents are separated, I have a twin brother and a little brother. What about you?” As you know nothing about him it seems only fair he gets asked the same question.
“I have no real family, I was raised by a man who I very much looked up to but he passed away a long time ago…” Thragg replied.
“Oh I’m so sorry to hear that Thragg, that must have been really difficult for you. To lose someone who raised you, I couldn’t possibly fathom it.”
“It is alright, I have had a lot of time to come to terms with it. I would rather talk about you though, can you tell me more about what your family does?” He redirects the conversation.
Oh shit what do I tell him.
“My mum works in real estate, she has for a long time, and my Dad and Brother’s are in the military so they’re away a lot.”
Good cover.
“I see, how old is your younger brother? You are only around 20 correct? He must be quite young.” Thragg asks.
Dear lord help me he can do maths.
“Haha he’s not that much younger.”
Technically he’s like a toddler or something, so yeah ridiculously younger than me.
“Hmm understandable, if your whole family are in the military I can understand why your little brother would want to join you father and brother.”
Phew close one.
“Yeah I guess so, anyways do you want another cake?”
Once again the two of you sit chatting away until street lights begin to turn on, stars appear in the sky and Tiffany essentially drags you out the door.
Tonight Thragg has a different energy around him, his epiphany earlier still fresh in his mind. He had found a worthy human, immaculate enough to be worth carrying his offspring, the thought made his blood pump and excitement fill his chest.
Walking slightly behind, he takes you in before leaving you for two weeks, with the way your hips are swaying while you walk all he can think about is how when he gets back he will make you his. Suddenly you stop and he is pressed up against your back, he can feel your ass pressed against him and it takes everything in him not to touch you.
“Woops sorry Thragg,” he realises you are standing next to your car, “I guess I have to go, but I’ll see you in a couple weeks.” Without comprehending what has come over yourself, you grab his shirt collar pulling him down until your lips collide. Your lips are warm in contrast to the cold night air, soft and sweetly addictive. Thragg’s heart is pounding, and he can hear yours beating like a hummingbird too. You grab his face pulling him closer, thumb touching the corner of his moustache. Just as quickly as you had kissed him, it was over. Pulling away from him without really wanting to, you hop in your car and drive away, after a moment you suddenly realise.
Oh my god this is the second time I’ve done a kiss and run on this poor man.