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Since Grace begun teaching the Eridian pebbles, something crash landed on Erid a few miles from his biodome. However, the Eridians had neglected to tell him that it was a freaking *submarine*, and that there was something alive inside of it.
“Seriously! I can’t believe you guys would hide something like this from me! I mean, how on— uh.. Erid did you guys manage to make a separate biodome for them and didn’t tell me anything?! Not even a peep or-”
They continued their journey down the newly constructed tunnels connecting the creature’s biodome from his, all the while Onyx was decidedly not responding to his rant, scuttling along in their xenonite suit.
He was frustrated. The only way that the Eridians made the tunnels for the separate biodomes was when one of Grace’s pebbles offhandedly mentioned that there was another creature on Erid and they hoped they were friendly, and then he was firing messages to the Eridians, practically demanding that they set up a thrum to talk about the creature.
With enough prodding, Grace somehow managed to convice the majority that he wanted to see the new creature, and that yes, he was sure.
All of that led to this, finally meeting up with them.
Onyx’s grip on the modified keyboard faltered slightly, just enough for Grace to pick up on.
“Be careful, Savior Grace. We do not know much about [♬♪♫♪♪♬♫].”
A pair of Eridian metal—yeah. He still hadn’t named the Eridians version of metal—doors opened. Then Grace was face to face with the creature’s biodome.
It was a little too dark for Grace’s likings. The synthesized sun in Grace’s biodome had not properly been created. A reflective glow of what Grace liked to call LEDs shone across the ‘lake’ of red. Grace had zero idea what in the world the red could be.
The enclosure had it’s spots that the LEDs couldn’t reach. There were a few shadows in the corners, and he couldn’t suppress a full-body shudder, and not from the temperature. Okay. Maaaybe this was a bad idea. What if they weren’t friendly? What if—
The doors shut behind Grace just as he was turning around to leave. Okay. Not a problem. He could do this! Shaking out his hands that were itching for something to fidget with, Grace steeled his nerves, mustering all of his courage to—
“Hello?” He squeaked. Mentally facepalming, Grace assessed the situation. He felt... a little scared, to be honest. He did not want to go through another alien encounter in his lifespan, but, beggars can’t be choosers.
A low, resounding noise, coming somewhere from the murky red, made the hairs on the back of his neck stand stiffly. Okay, he could deal with this.
The surface of the lake bubbled as a medium-sized fin broke through the surface, dripping in the red liquid... Maybe he wasn’t going to deal with this.
The fin proceeded to raise somewhere around 2 feet, and in the process freaking Grace out even further. Holy carp.
Their fin, Grace decided to label it, was rough and textured, with a hitch somewhere around the middle that curved down into it’s back, which was slowly appearing out of the water. Grace stood there like an idiot, just gaping at the creature.
A huge tail splashed out of the liquid, and in the process, sent red raindrops across the biodome. Their tail submerged, and then their face emerged from the surface of the red.
Their face was.. an ordeal. Even dripping in blood, Grace could tell that they had long teeth, and their eyes were glowing orange.
As the blood slid off the surface of their body, more was exposed. They had thick stripes running down their head, around their eyes, and near their terrifying mouth.
Grace put a bookmark in why he thought that was sexy.
Their head titled, a universal gesture, because Grace was already opening his mouth.
“Hi! Uh, I’m Grace?” He peeped, flashing a nervous smile. “I know that you probably can’t understand me, but I’d like to say that you are huge! I mean like, you have to be like 15 feet, at least! your fin is huge!” Grace rambled, grimacing at his pathetic tone. He had made first contact with *two* aliens and he was not any better than the first!
A deep rumbling followed by a few clicking sounds that sounded somewhat like the resounding sound that had ‘responded’ to the greeting before.
“You can communicate!?” A really dumb question, at this point. If the first alien he met had a language, why wouldn’t the second? Well, stupid questions were what led him here, so he might as well continue.
The sound of the metal doors opening cut off his next dumb question that would not be answered by the alien.
The alien, in question, twisted their head sharply at the sound, and submerged back into the water. Grace almost wanted to call back for them, but he was smarter than that.
The doors opened fully, revealing Rocky, with his body language clearly expressing anxiety.
“Grace!” Rocky sung, crashing through the biodome towards Grace, who was promptly tackled.into the enclosures shore.
Sharp rocks dug into his back, but he ignored them. “Rocky? What happened? Is everything okay?” Instinctively, he wrapped his arms and legs around the alien in the xenonite suit.
“I should be asking you that!” Rocky chirped, wiggling angrily. “You go into [♬♪♫♪♪♬♫] ’s biodome without telling me!”
Grace huffed. “Talk about not telling people things! I didn't even know about them until one of my students let it slip! Why didn’t you tell me, Rocky?”
Rocky stamped his leg into the ground. “I am sorry, but it was necessary!” He argued back. “We do not know if [♬♪♫♪♪♬♫] is not aggressive. We had bad experiences with them meeting Eridians! We did not know how it would go with you!”
That seemed like a totally reasonable explanation, but who listened to logic? “I don’t forgive you, you kept a big secret from me, Rock.” He grumbled, letting go of Rocky’s suit to cross his arms.
“We have to feed [♬♪♫♪♪♬♫].” Onyx, the Eridian from earlier, called over the ‘intercom’ in the room.
Before Grace could really argue with Rocky more, he was dragged off by said alien, and the doors shut behind them.
There was a small window through the metal door. If he went on his tippy toes, he could reach the window. He peered through. A claw machine, alike to the ones at an arcade back on Earth, was dragging a raw slab of ‘meburger’ over the creature’s lake.
Rocky was chirping some nonsense that Grace didn’t bother to translate, too busy observing the machine and the other alien.
They broke through the surface of the liquid, using their tail to launch up into the air, and snapped shut over the claw, grabbing a part of the machine and the entire slab in one bite.
Grace gasped, his fingers itching to fidget with something. Oh Christmas. That alien could totally eat him in one bite.
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Grace and the creature had become acquaintanced with eachother since that first meeting.
He was chatting away to the quiet alien, not noticing how off they seemed.
An angry, deep clicking was the only warning he got.
He was dragged by his leg into the murky liquid before he could understand the signs.
Grace flailed in what now he believed to be blood, plashing in the waves as the creature dragged him under.
Grace couldn’t tell someone left from right if they held a gun to his head because the world was spinning, and what little plans he had to escape the creature stalled when the body tightened it’s hold, curling and squeezing him. His ribs felt like they were being crushed. He felt what little air remained in his lungs get crushed out of him, and just as he was starting to pass out, the creature seemed to understand his need for air, because they broke through the surface of the thick blood, two bodies entangled together (one much more willing than the other).
Grace was starting to make an escape plan for this unfortunate position, until sharp, needle-like teeth pierced his flesh.
It wasn’t the same crushing bite that had serrated the slab of raw meburger; instead it was a firm, holding position close to the top of his spine. His supposed friend behind him used it’s huge tail to propel it’s claspers to his ass and—holy *christmas.* were they trying to mate with him?!
The teeth tightened on the back of his neck as the claspers slid against his pussy. Grace struggled, his rasped cries of, “Uh nnhh, fuck! Oh my god!” unheard by the predator.
A thick, rough clasper slid into him. His toes curled at the sudden intrusion, and Grace choked on a moan as he squirmed uselessly, only serving to push the cock inside him further.
The teeth on his neck tightened their hold as their cock pushed deeper in Grace’s pussy, the pointed tip making complete contact with his cervix. They gave a few, deep thrusts that had Grace’s eyes rolling back.
Something expanded below the claspers, and then blood was being flushed into his pussy, along with things that Grace thought were the creature’s sperm.
The mere thought had Grace coming, moans cut off by the restrictive binds of the creature’s body.
And, just as quick as it happened, the creature retreated, disentangling their bumpy body from Grace’s, their jaw unhinging at the bone, and freeing it’s captive.
Based on the pattern of the waves, the alien had swam down into the blood. Grace thrashed in the blood that was warmer than he would prefer, using his legs to the best of his abilities to find solid ground.
He crawled onto the ‘beach’ of the blood lake, gasping for breaths he couldn’t seem to catch. His eyes hurt, his legs were sore, it hurt to freaking breathe. Maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea to lay down for a little bit..