How would Viltrumite mans react if you threw them a kiss?
Characters: Young Nolan, Thragg, Conquest, Viltrumite Mark, Invincible, Mustache Mark, General Kregg
At first he won't even realize what you threw at him. Give him a playful smile with a blink and he'll eventually click. As awareness settles in, his blue eyes will narrow slightly, the seriousness on his face faltering. He'll mutter something under his breath, averting his gaze but the way his expression shifts makes it obvious he's embarrassed. Every now and then, he'll steal intense glances at you from below. Just…don't run into him somewhere secluded later.
"Are you courting me to mate?" This man's mindset truly only works when it comes to producing an heir. And just like he interprets most things according to his own will, he'll interpret this the same way. After what you did, he'll close the distance between you, grabbing you by the nape and lifting you off the ground. "Give me the real thing, my pet," he'll command. As you leaves a satisfying kiss onhis lips, he'll close his eyes in satisfaction, then release your neck making you drop back onto your feet. "You will be in my bed tonight. Be there when I arrive." (I don't like nicknames but this asshole is worse than Nolan.)
His brows lift for a brief moment in surprise, then his eyes crease with amusement. He flicks his hand through the air as if catching the kiss you threw, then opens his hand, bringing two fingers lightly to his lips as if he truly caught something. Your eye contact never breaks while he does this. These moments are special for both of you, and he eagerly waits to catch more kisses from you.
He knows what a kiss is but a thrown one? "You humans are so lewd," he says accusingly, grabbing you by both arms and pulling you into a breathstealing kiss. Calling it a kiss would be too light, it's more like an attempt to suffocate you. He doesn't know how to kiss, he's never been good at being gentle and he imposes himself in a way you can't possibly take control.
He turns into stone from embarrassment. Flushed all the way down to his neck, his lips part and close, unsure of what to do—like a fish out of breath. But his eyes shine so brightly,fter giving you those puppy looks from where he stands for a while, he finally gathers the courage to come over. As he leans in,one hand pressed beside you, with clumsy eye contact "Do I get a close contact version too?" His gaze flickers to your lips before meeting your eyes again, filled with desire.
He watches you so intensely up until what you do that it makes you even more curious about how he'll react. He doesn't react, he just turns his back and walks away. And you're left standing there. A complete disappointment, you might even feel like ripping those mustaches out. Later that night, when you return to your room you'll find him sitting on your bed as arms crossed. He thought you'd come when you threw that kiss…he misunderstood it that badly. "You finally came. For a moment I thought you changed your mind." It's going to be a very long night.
He'll raise one eyebrow in curiosity as he looks at you. "So what exactly is this? Another unknown custom?" Look he might actually be someone who doesn't understand the existence or the romantic meaning of a kiss at all. He's not familiar with things like this, especially not what purpose they serve. Unfortunately you're going to end up in a long conversation with him about it—until it finally gets through his head.
Bonus:
He almost breaks his neck. He turns toward you so fast, as if he's trying to confirm the kiss you just threw. For a moment, the two of you just stare blankly at each other through his robotic eyes. Then as if he actually had hair, he moves his hand to the back of his robotic head while walking toward you. "Is this an offer, darling? Because if it is, I'm open to it." Don't mind his flashy moves he'll be doing a victory dance later.
