Though the next day I finally saw the hand I was dealt. When first looking at it I thought I was SCREWED. Alien had taken over the ship. No one to tell blah blah blah. But he had shown me his hand when I brought him his food early and could see how torn apart he was.

His hair more of a wild mess than usual stuck to his forehead by sweat. His complexion was pink and he looked positively out of breath.

The minute the door opened he visibly jumped from his spot in the only chair in the room, I could watch his wings visibly puff.

He practically scurried deeper into the room where the single working light didn't touch.

"Keigo...are you...ok?"

"Im fine. Jist fine" he spoke up somewhere in the darkness

"Really? Cause you looked like a mess" I raise a brow.

A long moment later he came back out into the light hair mostly righted to how it usually stays. His wings were smoothed and the pink in his cheeks receded to just the tips of his ears, "Just a bad time"

"Its your cycle huh?"

"I told you it was soon" he huffed, "You know if you wanted to help-"

"Nope" I pop the P placing the tray in the center of the table

"I'll beg, don't make me do it" he tried

"Uh-huh. I know"

I start towards the door but he got infront of it to block me, "Fine, please?"

"Pretty word but I'm good"

He raised his eyes from the floor and gave his best puppy dog look he could, "I may not die but I feel like I might"

"Pass"

"What the fuck do I need to do? What are your human courting rituals?? What can I do to sway you??"

"Keigo..." I sigh, "I don't know ok?"

He gave the most desperate look. That...ok that admittedly churned something in me. I take a breath though and try to get passed him. He looked disappointed but it took one glare for him to back off.

That look haunted me all day though. Keigo is...weirdly attractive. Despite the talons and wings he is nearly human. The markings around his eyes everyone said were unsettling marking him as a predator but...I rarely feel hunted by him.

I go through my evening feather search. I look for them before I change. I know he can't really 'see' with them but...its unnerving anyway.

Once I think its clear I change into my night clothes and go to bed.

I was startled awake by the lightest touch. I jolted up to look for my assailant but found no one. My paranoia had me get up and assure my cabin door remained locked.

I lay back down when I feel it again slapping at the arena until I capture the perpetrator. A single red feather quaked in my grasp, "Listen here you little shit. I do NOT appreciate being treated this way"

The feather wiggled out of my grasp before slamming into my chest with surprising strength forcing me to lay back down.

"What the fuck!" I huff but am surprised by a second one lightly stroking my cheek

"If this is you telling me to calm down you can fuck right off. I was sleeping peacefully"

I hear the sound of a drawer opening and just about jump out of my skin when something lands on my lap. I squint in the darkness but immediately recognize what it is when I grab it.

"What is with you and this damn toy" I mumble more to myself

Do actually jump when the stereo flicks on. I glare harder when I realise the CD playing is DEFINITELY not mine.

"Did you steal that?"

The music was relaxing. My attention was drawn more away from it though by the feather stroking my cheek. It was gentle and light before slipping down my jaw, down my collarbone. I pin it in place to my sternum where it appears to have been aiming to head towards my cleavage, "and where do you think you're going?"

The feather squirmed while a second suddenly started swiping at my lips in a gentle manner. It tickled like hell! I swiped my lip with my tongue barely catching the feather to realize...it's wet?

I realized my mistake when I felt that warm haze again. My grip weakened on the feather I had pinned allowing it to continue its mission.

"What's your end game here" I mumble feeling that playful feather just skim across the top of my chest.

The feather darted down making it to a nipple to twirl itself around lightly. I went to grab it but it coiled tighter to squeeze and I winced. I barely hitched my breath and it immediately stopped a feather moving back to my mouth tapping my lip.

"That hurt damnit" I try to bat at the feather but it easily slipped through my fingers.

It slipped back down my shirt headed for the other nipple. I went to protest but stopped as the previously wet feather took its chance landing directly on my tongue. I quickly spit it out disgusted before I felt my whole mind and body relax.

The feather was very gentle in its new ministrations. I WANT to be frusterated. I WANT to be angry but it feels good. I am turned on and not very happy about it.

Once again a feather held up the toy. I huff snatching it away, "Fine! You happy? I'm only doing this cause I want to though. I haven't been able to do anything cause of your feathers for months and I'm finally sick of it"

The feather seemed to twirl in excitement before I added on, "But you gotta go"

It stopped at that suddenly doubling over on itself as if it was sad.

"Don't give me that"

It just flopped over even more dramatically.

This goes on all while the one on my nipple continues its ministrations. I roll my eyes but grab the offending feather tossing it away with the other one, "You just want to listen in on me like a perve"

The wet feather slid up my leg suddenly. A very slow movement reminiscent of a hand. I felt myself get goosebumps from it before it moved to lightly tug at the waistband of my night clothes.

Is he...offering to help? I can't tell if that's better or worse. Though right now...im not sure I can be bothered to care as much.

Fuck it. I slip off my pj's and get to work. The sooner this ends the sooner I can get to sleep anyway. Having a guy assist in getting me off isn't the worst anyway.

I decide to just make this quick. I insert the toy slowly. Though im...wetter than I thought. Could it have something to do with his venom? Then again my body is so relaxed.

I start slowly pumping the toy while I busied my other hand trying to rub my clit. A feather settled itself in the middle of my chest seeming oddly content there. As my breathing picked up I feel a second slowly make its way down my arm.

I want to question it but ignore it until it wraps around my fingers at work on my clit forcing itself to get right between.

"Damnit keigo what the hell are you doing" I huff

After a long moment, I realize exactly what he's doing as the feathers take over the movement for me. Another feather seemed to also get a grip on the toy completely taking over for me.

The feathers at work adjusted and tried different things until I felt myself practically falling apart. Whatever the hell he was doing I found both my hands clamped over my mouth to keep me as quiet as possible.

I felt myself approaching the end and he kept the same tempo. I felt out of breath but quickly tried to communicate, "K-kei, keigo please, too much" I fumble my word, "Stop"

The moment I said stop he came to a holt. He was slow removing the toy. I stayed catching my breath for a long moment before a feather suddenly slowly dragged up my slit.

In a flash all the feathers sped into the vent running away. That...fucking pervert. I sigh far too exhausted to even think about dealing with him right now.

I had to clean up before going back to bed.

When I took him his food I tried to keep my best glare but he looked...so damn happy. He was practically smiling ear to ear more ecstatic than I've ever seen him.

"You even got me my favorite fruit for today. You are just so good to me" he practically danced around me looking over my shoulder as I set the tray down

"What the hell has you so chipper?" I growl

He raised a brow before letting a sly smile grow, "Last night seemed pretty good reason" he leaned into me

I set a palm on his chest keeping him from completely invading my space, "It was a one time thing"

"You mean I can't give you another mind shattering orgasm?" He teased

"It wasn't that good" I roll my eyes

"Then let me try again till I do" he grabbed my hand that held him back to kiss at my knuckles. He very smoothly kissed my arm to put it over his shoulder so he could grab my hip with the other hand and pull me close.

"You're cute, just not that cute" I scoff moving away from him

"Come on, you know I'd treat you right" He sang

"Would you?"

"We've been friends for months. If I was truly a piece of shit would we have been?"

"Maybe you are just finally showing your true colors"

"What you see is what you get"

"What a liar" I scoff

"Me? Lie? When?"

"Plenty"

"Like what" he ate some of the food off the tray

"Like that's not your favorite fruit"

He looked at the tray before sighing, "Ok fine. But they are little white lies. Nothing terrible"

"That's the thing keigo. What other things do you lie about. Yeah I've considered you a friend but I still know so little about you"

"Admit it, if I was human-"

"If you were human would we even be having this conversation?"

He stopped there staring at me. He looked so betrayed, "No...I guess not.." he mumbled

"Keigo I-"

"No, I get it. I'm an alien. Hell I might as well be a fucking monster to you"

"You know I don't think that way about you"

"Then what is it then?"

"Its just...you and me- I just can't. Think about the ship and crew-"

"This isn't about them! This is about us"

"Keigo, there is no us!"

He looked so hurt. He gripped his chest looking distraught. Now i feel like the asshole again, "Why me? There are plenty of other females out there"

"The females of my species are... very different. I think the best way to describe us is like your earth spiders from my understanding. Females are giant with toxic venom that can kill. Males have venom usually only used for mating. We are small and basically need to sneak up on a female and carefully get her in the mood. If we fail...let's say I am equal to 3 bites for her"

"And other species?"

"Not many are compatible honestly. Most males of my species also choose to instead find a female and court them differently by becoming a necessity in their lives. Cooking and cleaning. Survival by means of slaving away. I don't want to live on that knifes edge" he elaborated before seizing my hands and pulling me to sit on the only chair as he kneeled infront of me, "But by nature I'm friendly, as a male I'm pretty and ill do anything for you. Whatever pleases you" he kissed my knuckles

"Look i...I just don't know" I stand, "I need to think" I hurry out of the room wanting to get my wits back.