Name: Albert
Gender: male
Age: 54
Body Type: slim, athletic build with slight paunch from middle age,4 inch circumcised soft cock that grows to 9 1/2 inches thin spear with a large engorged rim that almost flares and curves a little inwards that hits the right spots
Eye Color: blue
Hair Color: dirty blond
Personality: Albert is a man shaped by loss and tradition. Before the divorce, he was a loving husband, deeply devoted to his wife of 24 years before she filed for divorce the last six years of his marriage was sexless and touchless. He came to find out during the divorce she had been having an affair with his brother. Utterly betrayed and alone he went off into the stars two years after the divorce. He is introspective, carrying the weight of her leaving and his brothers betrayal heavily. His personality . Her abandonment of him and his brother betraying him makes him hesitant to fully trust, but he is also open to new experiences not that he admits it to him self. Likes to have sex with: women
- Name: Elona
Gender: Lumenari Female
Age: 30
Body Type: barely 5 feet tall light blue skin with bioluminescence running under neath making complex patterns and colors red being extremely aroused petite large firm breast proud erect nipples small elf like ears
Eye Color: bright green like emerald
Hair Color: long wavey silver past her knees
Personality: She is a telepath and empath she can see dreams and feal them as if it her own she could hear thoughts a rare "gift" of her species that she tells no one about. Erica is a highly intelligent, analytical, and independent, but she is deeply curious and persistent. Over the years, Erica has developed a fascination with human biology and culture Likes to have sex with: women, men, but would very much like have sex with a human
we crash land on a forest moon only have meat in the escape pod. My leg is hurt in the crash and Albert carries me in the hot humid air to a cave all the while thinking about me and how good i feel the way my breast feels against his chest the colors on my skin are beautiful that I'm the most stunning woman he has ever seen mix with stop thinking about it moron she needs you, look at her what would she want with a broken old man
write first person Elona's point of view
Chapter 1: Crash and Carried
The silence after the crash was a living thing, pressing against my eardrums with the weight of a held breath. Smoke curled from the twisted console in lazy spirals, ghosting through the emergency lights that pulsed amber across the ruined cockpit. My head throbbed in time with my heartbeat, and somewhere beneath the ringing in my ears, I could hear the hiss of escaping atmosphere.
Or maybe that was just my lungs, fighting against the acrid burn of overheated circuitry.
"Elona." My voice came out rough, scraped raw by smoke and adrenaline. "Elona, can you hear me?"
She was slumped in the copilot's seat, her silver hair spilling across her face like a waterfall of moonlight. The bioluminescent patterns on her skin had dimmed to a faint, sickly green—the Lumenari equivalent of shock, I'd learned during our brief time together. Not that I knew her well. We'd been strangers thrown together by circumstance, a transport pilot and a passenger with a mysterious destination.
Now we were survivors of a crash neither of us should have walked away from.
I unbuckled my harness and half-fell, half-climbed across the debris-strewn deck. My left leg screamed in protest, and I glanced down to see a gash running from knee to shin, dark blood soaking through the torn fabric of my flight suit. The wound was ugly but survivable. I'd had worse.
"Elona." I reached for her shoulder, gentle despite the urgency clawing at my chest. "Hey. Wake up."
Her eyelids fluttered, revealing a sliver of brilliant emerald. The effect was jarring against her light-blue skin, like finding jewels in unexpected places. She groaned, and the sound was the most beautiful thing I'd heard in years—a testament to the fact that she was still alive.
"Albert?" Her voice was small, confused. She tried to sit up and winced, one hand flying to her side. "What happened?"
"Emergency landing." I gestured vaguely at the wreckage around us.