OCTOBER TWENTY-EIGHT
── .✦ synopsis ; you fought for survival, a worthy opponent. when you get stuck in a situation against the predator you become more than just his opponent.
pairing ; yautja + reader
── .✦ content ; alien abduction, monster fucking, size kink, hinted breeding
word count; 2,102
the floor.. painted in red, decorated an absolute mess of detached limbs. your jaw was clenched tightly in fear of blood meeting your taste buds. your whole body shook in terror. you could feel your heart beat in your throat and it was a loud drum that muffled your hearing. a dripping streak of blood that wasn't yours ran diagonal across your face and soaked your clothing, or maybe it was the deep gashes and dents found in your skin from the fight you managed to put up.
at least eight feet tall, twice your size and towering over your cowering form, back tight against the wall with some kind of fearful attempt to keep space between you and this humanoid-like being. a helmet made of tough metal and gadgets made of technology so intricate, futuristic, and better yet— powerful. it wasn't technology from the current state of earth, for sure. you could barely breathe as it just.. stood there. his head tilted from side to side but never took a step as it echoed soft clicks from behind the mask. heavy in his hand, a human skull still partially attached to the spine. he studied you quietly, a slow step forward. said skull dropped to the floor and began to roll as he leaned down to your height, intently glaring. you barely felt like you could breathe, staying still as if it'd attack just from a finger twitch. your weapon was long gone, thrown somewhere along the forest floor with no means to protect yourself. whatever eyes that hid behind the mask met yours, a silent stare of measured dominance.
clawed, bloodied fingers reached for you. you flinched at the action, nervous as it reached for your face that held a tight neutral expression. just larger than your head, his massive scaled hand rested and felt down the skin of your cheek. blood followed under his palm, the sharp nails scraping against the surface and leaving minor scratches behind. you didn't mean to relax. the air finally flowed through your lungs like normal and your tight shoulders released. he observed you thoroughly, watching while your heart rate regulated and your cheeks dusted pink underneath thick crimson. his mask clicked, a soft whirring before it tumbled to the floor and stopped by your foot. it revealed a montrous face, bottom half donned with a large set of mandibles and sharp teeth and yellow, beady eyes. whether it be an intimidation factor or a sign of vulnerability, it made your stomach drop.
skin stretched around his mouth with the twitch of his mandibles and a snarl, breath warm against your face. anyone this close to a predator was usually being killed. but not you. his face almost touched yours and the careful graze of his fingers down your chest made your cunt twitch, deep breath leaving your mouth. the disgust you felt for it argued with the slick collecting in your panties. you didn't stop his research of your body, stumbling when you stood up straight. purr like clicks from him as you met his chest. almost. if it weren't for the few foot difference.
with a soft gargle, he began to mumble.
"ship.. with me." he grumbled with a scratchy, deep, almost human-like voice. you blinked at first, in pure awe.
he said no more along with your stunned silence, watching you tumble forward when you stood up straight. his chest is hard with armor and his skin surprisingly warm. apparently you took too long to answer, a series of click and just seconds to be thrown over his shoulder.
"hey!" you screeched, hands against his back in fright of falling. "let me go!" your legs kicked like a child, banging your fists on his hard back. he adjusted your body atop the wide structure with almost no care. a click of a button and your figures simultaneously disappeared. your whining lungs meant nothing to him, your yells giving up on you eventually. your stomach churned uncomfortably as if awaiting your death. you hung limp, unsure whether to accept this as your fate or not.
unbelievably large, heavy set engines and dark metals. full of trinkets you couldn't wrap your head around. at least for a moment it took your mind off your impending death. you had no idea what anything was nor how it worked. the best word for it was simple. futuristic.
you barely could balance when your body met finally met the floor, your back making impact with what you assumed was their navigation system of some kind. it was full of a language you didn't understand and a thousand different things to press or push. the mysterious alien pursued, soft clicks that resembled purrs and his body closing in on yours. your neck ached, hands shaking at your sides and your knees threatening to give out from underneath you. scaled skin and armor flat against you, chin nudging his mid section above where a belly button would be with your eyes never leaving. he smelled heavily like dried blood, no doubt from recent activities and an unknown sweet. it melted the hair follicles residing in your nose, causing a scrunch.
a hand ran down the back of your head, a gentle caress. your tangled hair tugged against his fingers, coming undone with slow brushes. you felt shame in the enjoyment of his attention, body hot in embarrassment. with nervous touches, finger tips shivering on his hip bones.
there was a rise of heat between your legs, your knees trembling anxiously as his mandibles flicked and stretched with a growl. your scent became heavy in the air of the closed area of the aircraft, an unseen nose that could intake the aroma of your arousal and a shake of the head in disbelief. a low grunt and a shift of weight on his legs, hips gliding against your chest with an obvious weight underneath loincloth-like armor that wasn't there before. your pheromones swam in the air like sugar dissolving in ice cold water, sticking to the roof of his mouth.
his cock grew slowly, pumping blood into his fat, throbbing veins. you leaned back in intimidation, his heavy cock barely held up and struggling against his protective coverings. his hum made your body rumble again and your clit twitch, panties sticking to your skin. your chest rose and fell as the ship became ten degrees warmer and tension rose. he clicked impatiently, no hesitancy in clawed fingers when he tore off his lower armor. a rough clunk to the floor and his cock finally snapping up freely, almost slapping you in the face.
you salivated. drool pooled in your closed mouth. his cock was full of ridges along the bottom and a hot leaking liquid of white pouring from the pink tip, different from the shaft akin to the rest of his green tinted body. your thighs squeezed together and you gulped loudly, shaking hands reaching to wrap around him. heavy and dripping into your palms, your hands barely fitting its size in your grip. it twitched, responding positively to your slow strokes. your pussy could already feel the stretch, whining softly with your tongue out to catch the tip. he tasted strangely sweet and he smelled strongly like a bitter musk. you couldn't fit him in your jaw, tongue darting greedily over the top ridges. your drool dripped down the tip and your hands twisted down the shaft with soft wet noises. his groans could almost be human if it weren't for the animalistic growls beneath it. you moaned around his skin, ignoring the strange smell he exuded.
impatient, he shifted in your tiny hands with a grunt. a warning. your eyes blinked upwards, tongue dipping to run over the frenulum. massive hands hoisted you up on the massive desk of tech. his head jerked quickly to the side before tearing what clothes you had on off, leaving goosebumps along your skin when the cold breeze brushed against you. his cock laid weighed against your folds when he wiggled his way between your thighs, swallowing thickly in realization. you weren't sure if it'd even fit, the pudgy tip nudging and probing against your hole. your heart beat loud, unsure whether to be fearful or excited.
a loud squeal echoed. a huge stretch that made your cunt ache sharply and your hands forcing themselves to scratch at his forearms. you couldn't hear the purrs over the pain, heaving loudly with every painful inch. it stole the breath from your lungs and the strength from your body, his slow pushing hips barely easing you a third of the way in.
"dear god—" you mumbled, straining and your thighs fighting to squeeze in pain. 'just a little more' you told yourself. it was a lot more. perhaps even you underestimated the size. one more.. and then another. half way in. a few more inches. your body screamed until he finally reached a hilt, pelvis against pelvis.
it felt like forever, the stretch of your cunt getting used to something so big. his slow thrusts and his cock stretching your insides the their maximum capacity. your tummy bulged in the shape of his cock, your thighs shaking underneath the stress and your first relieved moan falling from your lips. you've never imagined taking someone or something of this size. it made your eyes roll back with just one thrust. you could feel every vein pulse, every ridge, every twitch of his cock inside you. it drove you mad. your body rocked against the table, the force of his large body against your tiny one making you seem like a bug he could squash if he wanted to. your pleasured whines echoed, his hands placing themselves on your waist, cradling your lower back to have you meet his hips in the middle of each thrust. you were like a fuck-toy. weak underneath him and practically limp. you let him use your tight cunt, drool slipping down your jaw and your arms falling from his forearms as he picked up the pace. you could only babble mindlessly, not even sure what you were saying. his cock occasionally bumped against your clit, leaving your legs to twitch and your back to arch. you could already feel it building. the knot in your stomach, the pressure of your walls attempting to squeeze down further around his cock. you shot blanks. a completely silent scream in release of the best orgasm you've ever had. your lungs could barely keep up, your body dropping down and your back meeting the bumpy and bluntly sharp metal of the table underneath you. but you didn't seem to mind.
hips slammed, body barely even able to process such ecstasy. you weren't even over the first orgasm, your throat dry when you swallowed. loud moans were ripped from said throat, your weak muscles that failed you. greedily enough, you were enjoying the way he used you. his fat cock gliding inside you like it were nothing even despite the size, his loud growls and clicks telling you he was just as pleased as you were when your second orgasm came around just as powerful as the first. hands that began to tighten around your waist and his animalistic groans made your head spin, a sweet primal fury. saliva dripped from his mandibles and even with the lack of eyebrows, they furrowed in approval and his face scrunched. you could feel the wild twitch of his cock in your tummy, his spit falling to your abdomen. a raw roar that shook you to the core and almost shook the ship with the bass alone. the feeling of being stuffed with an amount of cum you didn't even know was possible, the feeling of being about to burst in the best way possible. it warmed your walls and stuck to the sides, an immense amount of extra fluids dripping out of your cunt and onto the floor. he huffed with heavy breaths, just for a few moments. a few wasn't enough. his arms hooked under your thighs, lifting your body off the system. and it started all over again. he slammed your body down seamlessly, allowing you to rise and fall down on his large cock.
he'd keep you here forever, stuffing you with cum. a human. it was bordering on forbidden, but you were a mate nonetheless.