Thread: All Steamed Space (Shikokudarkstar X Charlie_Death)

Xanthor wanted to hid still, especially when it was cornered. It never had that problem before but in a physical form, it could easily begin to understand why many different creatures disliked being in this position. It could feel the warmth of the other man as he touched its sides, the pull of its clothing, the gentle pressure. It could even sense the shift in the man's energy. Being a creature of pure energy, being trapped in a physical form dampened its ability to sense energy. It was much like having perfect vision all your life and then suddenly becoming legally blind. He could still sense the subtle energies of lifeforms around its host, however, it isn't clear until they are touching. It's like feeling you're getting close to something in the dark, but not knowing what it is until you actually walk into it. However, when it is pointed out that it was just borrowing the body, it seemed as if it was just a renter. Another occupant, which although it was, it didn't like it. It wasn't easy adjusting to being addressed as two rather than the assumption that it truly was Colten Brent. Xanthor let the body relax, slowly adjusting to sensation before giving an answer. It respected the sciences of all species and understood the man's curiosity, choking down any biting remarks it may make. I am energy. Pure. Energy. There is no need to convert myself to inhabit a body, although it is rather difficult to maneuver. It is more that I evenly disperse myself through the entire body, sharing the same peripheral nervous system as Colten Brent. What he feels, I feel. What he hears, I hear. I cannot fully invade the central nervous system. I can read the messages but not control them. Trying to control the body the way he would was...disastrous. He suffered some damage as in the loss of some memories, but with me taking most control, I allowed his brain to recover the initial damage it incurred before I chose to join with him. So I manipulate the body by using small charges to contract muscles to move and speak. However, unlike my host, I have no filter on what I experience so I smell, hear, taste, and feel everything at all times. Xanthor let out a sigh of relief when Dr. Monroe backed away from him. The longer they had stood close to each other, the more it began to feel the heart rate pick up. At this point, having been joined with Brent so long, it couldn't tell if it was Brent's reaction, or the host's body responding to its own reaction. However it didn't move any further from the wall. It knew how energies mixed during mating, after all, it had been present at countless mating sessions with countless creatures, not that it was a pervert or anything. Its kind had no need for reproduction so the act was just... interesting. Still, it knew what that shift meant and it didn't know if it wanted to stick around much longer to learn how much restraint the man had or lacked. Although, a part of it wanted to find out. I don't have a name, not a proper one at least. We have no need for them, but... I had always liked Xanthor after Xanthor a't Klastkaa serrah. He was like your Alexander the Great. Fascinating being. I enjoyed observing his battles. It narrowed its eyes at the man's self depreciating speak as it began to slowly walk around the room, along the walls, keeping his distance. I don't like hearing that. I wouldn't have said those words if I didn't mean it. I have been observing the evolution and technological advancement of millions of different species, far longer than the existence of your entire galaxy. I know potential, I read the energy of everything, from creatures to stones and even stars. If I was lying about my abilities, then I suppose I would be wrong in knowing that you are currently in the early stages of sexual arousal.