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AP scoffed as he rounded the bed, eyeing his future mate like he was prey. He watched as the human backed up against the wall even more after his little laughing fit. He stops near the wall, leaning against it as he surveys his human.
“Listen-, whatever you’re planning-.”
“Why didn’t you bring food?”
The man gasped, eyes darting everywhere as he made sense of what just happened. “What-?” AP scoffed.
“Your ‘backpack’, you came all the way here and didn’t prepare yourself, why?”
He gulped, shifting from foot to foot on the soft bed, “B-Bears, there are bears around-, I couldn’t really-.”
“And you left your precious fishes behind?” AP asked, tauntingly, his tusks forming a smirk at how restless he made the human feel. “Man, what the fuck is going on? Who -are- you? Why-, Oh shit, stay where you are-.”
AP stepped closer, tilting his head to the side as his human trembled in his spot. AP rested his hands on the bed, slouching so he could come eye to eye with the human. “You are a feisty little thing, aren’t you? So brave.” He half purred, half mocked.
“I-I talk shit when I’m nervous-, that’s all.” He stuttered, holding up his fists like he could take AP in a fight. “Hmm, you sure make shitty decisions when nervous too, it would seem.” He rolls his eyes, retreating from the bed. “You were not supposed to be here.”
The human sputtered at that, “You come after me, stalk my house, stalk ME, and -I- shouldn’t be here? You got it twisted, alien-,”
“Call me ‘alien’ once more and I’ll put you exactly in your place, ‘Mr. Merman.’ ” He growled. The human gasped, and by all the gods, he looked away, embarrassed.
“Oh? Learning something new about yourself, is it? Surprise, human. We are compatible. Highly so, even.” AP said, opening the door to the main cabin, retreating the backpack.
“Compatible? How can -we- be compatible of-, compatible of anything?? What are you? A riddle maker? Am I dead? Is this hell?”
AP laughed again, tossing his backpack to his feet on the bed, the man scurrying to pick it up and stand up again, checking his belongings inside of it, picking up the water bottle, looking at it like it had offended his whole family. “What did you do with it?”
AP scoffed, “Let me guess, your bottle is made of metal because plastic harms nature?”
The man scowls at him, “It’s important, you wouldn’t get it.” he uncaps the bottle, having a look inside, trying to decide whether to drink it or not. “What do you know about my planet?”
AP rolled his eyes, “I don’t care about your planet. Everything I know I learned because it was necessary.”
He shrugged, “Makes sense, I guess-. Hold on, what are you doing here? Are you the alien bear that caused those murders all those days ago?”
AP lifts a finger, “One.More.Time. And I’ll forget how endearing you look.” The man swallow thickly, “...It was me, yes. I had…things to solve.”
He watched as the human rested a hand on his forehead. “And just what is your business with me? Wait-, I don’t actually want to know. And what do you mean endearing? Do I want to know what that means?”
AP laughed, “Probably not.” He watches as his human’s knees shake a bit before giving out under him, sending him falling sitting on the bed. AP approaches the bed, towering over the now sitting human. “Now…Why don’t you tell me what you’re really feeling?” He says, lowering his head closer to him.
“I-I don’t know-, I’m scared-,” He says, looking down to his lap, avoiding AP’s gaze. AP rumbles through his chest, “And beyond that?”
“I can’t believe this is happening-, I never thought-, I’m confused.”
“About what?”
“All of this-, I should be fighting but I’m not, I should be running, but I’m not-, I don’t understand.” He closes his eyes tightly, nearly jumping out of his skin when he feels a huge hand close around his chin, lifting his face. “You’re not fighting because you’re mine. I chose you. Your body understands this, even if you do not. Yet.” He says, “You’re not running away because you belong to me. With me.” AP gets closer to the man’s face. “You came to me with your own legs, did you not?” He says, purring when his human opens his eyes to look at him again. “H-How did you-, I-.”
“The difference between your species and mine is that yours tries to think when you should act. Trust your gut. What does it tell you?”
“...That you’re not going to harm me.” He says, trying to believe his own words, AP nods, “Go on.”
“That I should-, I want-, I-. Fuck, I can’t say that-,what did you do to me? Is this what brainwashing is?”
AP chuckles deep in his chest, bringing his human’s face closer to his, “I have done nothing more than expose myself to you, you made the decision yourself.”
“Is that how it works with your species? Wherever you’re from? You just-, look at someone and they know?” He makes a confused face, expression scrunched up in AP’s hand, still holding his face. “How can that be?”
“I can sense you, feel you, rather than just seeing. I know excited you get when you think about me. I can smell it.”
“You w h a t?” The man looks up at him, speechless, nervous, embarrassed. He looks away quickly. “I can’t-,”
“You can.” AP says, withdrawing his hand, grabbing the man’s arms instead, pinning him to the bed, standing over him.“You better start being honest before I lose my patience.” AP says, not missing the way his human closes his legs tighter after hearing his growl.
“You-, you’ve killed people-, I-,”
“Yes, I have. Humans that tried to dissect my people alive and steal our technology.” AP said, the man sighing and closing his eyes tightly. “Fuck.”
“Still sad for them?” AP asks, one of his thumbs messing with the fabric of the man’s sleeves. The man shakes his head. “Why me?” He asks, AP looks at him again. “Because you’re special.” He says, lowering his face to his when the human averts his eyes again, “Do my words make you shy?” He purrs, “I can see it, how your heart rate is quicker, but not from fear. How your face is heating but not from strain. Your scent is sweet against my tongue.” He snarls, feeling the human’s arousal coming off of him in waves. “You belong to me.” He says, the man gasps under him, letting out a soft moan when AP nuzzles into his neck.