Free Seduced By The Alien by Rosette Lex

Crystal realized.
    “A light tower,” Gerralt corrected, as his stallion came to a stop beside the gelding. “I take it they don’t look like that on Earth.”
    “Not even close,” Crystal confirmed.
    “We called them lighthouses because they looked like just that; tall houses with a light bulb at the top.”
    Gerralt wrinkled his nose. “That doesn’t sound particularly attractive.”
    “Some of them were.” Crystal shrugged. “A lot of them were just boring, though.” She looked back up at the tower again, her head tipped back as she admired it. “Does it have a name?” she wondered.
    “The Tower of Guidance,” he replied. “For what I imagine are obvious reasons. It’s not the most creative name, perhaps, but it does have a certain sort of dignity to it.”
    Crystal laughed quietly and looked over at him. She had to pause to just stare for a moment, at the way the tower’s silver light fell across his face. His eyes seemed to glow like backlit diamonds, and before Crystal was even aware of it, she was reaching over to grab his wrist and pull him closer.
    She leaned across the gap between their steeds and kissed him, one hand still wrapped around his wrist and the other holding tight to her saddle.
    They parted slowly, and for lack of anything else to say, Crystal smiled crookedly and said, “Hi.”
    Gerralt chuckled quietly. “Hi yourself.”
    They stood for a few minutes longer in the tower’s light, before at last they turned their steeds back towards the trail. They rode in silence at first, until Crystal grinned and urged her gelding into a gallop. She could hear the hooves of the stallion behind her and she had no doubt he would catch up without an issue, but at least for a moment, she was in the lead.
     
    That night was quiet. Crystal undressed in easy silence and pulled on a sleep shirt. She didn’t bother with a pair of pants before she crawled into bed. Shirtless, Gerralt joined her a few minutes later.
    They were tense, at first. Sex was one thing, and they had shared the bed, but they had never slept with each other in the most literal sense. In the end, it was Crystal who shuffled closer to him. She shimmied backwards until her back was pressed to his chest, and if she leaned her head back she could feel his chin against her scalp.
    “Today was nice,” she observed eventually, her voice already sleepy and quiet.
    Gerralt hummed a quiet agreement against her ear.
    “This is nice, too,” she decided after a moment, and she snuggled back against him to make her point.
    His laugh was more just a quiet huff of air, followed by another hum of agreement.
    After that, Crystal took the hint and stopped talking. Gerralt draped one arm around her waist, and soon enough she heard his breathing even out as he fell asleep.
    For a few minutes more, Crystal lied awake, staring into the darkness of the bedroom. At last, though, with moonlight falling across her face, she slept.

Chapter Ten
    She didn’t want to leave.
    The realization hit Crystal suddenly when she woke up. She was comfortable. She felt safe. Someone loved her. She missed home, certainly, but ‘home’ meant not even being safe just walking down the street if the moon was in the wrong phase.
    And she was positive that in this new world she would be able to find enough types of alcohol to get back to making drinks, and at least someone would appreciate it (possibly Kelso; there was a man who needed to relax a bit more often).
    She didn’t want to leave. She didn’t want to go back to Earth. She was actually…content.
    The sun was just barely coming up, not yet fully shining through the window. Gerralt was still asleep, pressed against Crystal’s back with one arm draped over her and the other curled between his chest and her back. Crystal basked in the feeling for as long as she could, snuggling back against his chest.
    The sun was finally reaching the window when Gerralt mumbled, “My hands gone numb,” before he reluctantly