The new parts of him that moved under his skin tightened when she agreed to let him up with her. On any other night, he would have insisted on her number, and then gone. Somehow, now, that was unthinkable, to leave something so ripe and pretty for later. He lingered in the car and squeezed the wheel while trying to understand the havoc inside, but it was very convincing in reminding him he needed Danielle, and she shouldn't be alone, despite her currently brave facade. Useless excuses, but they wore him down until he came along.<br/><br/>It was hard not to smile when she found her spare key. He tucked his in a spring between the door frame and the wall, at home. He looked around her place, closing the door behind them. Modest living, but the myriad books and practical interior told him things about her. He drew his fingers over a row of paperbacks assembled in chronological order. His eyes hardened at the light, but their setting relaxed soon. Aliand turned to her when she offered him the shower.<br/><br/>"It's okay, you should..." he started before she fell apart in the loveliest way. He should have been gentler with her. This had been a macabre ordeal, after all, and she didn't have his inexplicable numbness toward it. "Danielle." he breathed and came to her quickly, to close his arms around her. "It's alright. You didn't do anything wrong. We'll clear everything up in the morning."<br/><br/>He rocked them where they stood, and stroked her back. Aliand before his current affliction was kind, and would only have drank up her misery to share it. Now her tears and suffering had another flavor. How drawn he was to it, how fulfilled it made him feel. "Schhhh..." he hushed against her head to also quiet his own welling curiosities. "I'm here." he assured her.<br/><br/>As he tried to quell her dismay, and tightly bind her trembles in his arms, he could feel himself expand inside the robe. Something slithered along the muscles of his back, and roiled in the front of his hips. His eyes flared and he dug his fingers tighter into her when he saw the sleeve of his robe wave, and slowly give birth to skin-clad cylinders. They started roaming Danielle's back, examining her with their round, toothless mouths. She'd notice soon.<br/><br/>Aliand had to react and take her attention. He held her back and lifted her chin with a finger. The kiss was firm. It wasn't like he didn't like her, but he'd rather not take advantage now. It was better than her discovering he was the monster they were running from.<br/><br/>Her mouth was soft, and he forced his tongue in there too. Leigh and her sisters hadn't complained at first, and then when they tried, they weren't allowed to. Danielle's taste boiled his blood, and made him think all kinds of blooded, beautiful thoughts. How lovely she would look, torn apart and fucked insane. He could seed all her holes and watch her drown in it. Alian squeezed his eyes tighter together and shoved her back, the string of saliva connecting them breaking as the extremities recoiled under his robe.<br/><br/>"Y-you go shower... I'll look for clothes." he said, and laughed nervously. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kissed you." but he'd already deposited a mouthful of phermones in her.