The best kind of trophy - Yautja x Reader

Chapter 7: Someone's a pervert, and someone's got his ass kicked

"Is this yet another jest?" He asked, his voice thick with bewilderment and annoyance.

"No" Max retorted, sounding completely and utterly defeated "No- just no"

She covered her face with her hands and gave a sigh of resignation before letting her hands drop slightly until they only cupped her nose and mouth and gazed into the Abyss in front of her.

Had a colleague or a friend made such a comment she would have been able to shrug it off as teasing, slung a devasting blow of her own right back and laughed it off. Not without a slight chip on her shoulder that would cause her to look at herself funny in the mirror for the next few weeks, of course, but it still wouldn't have been as spirit crushing as whatever this was.

Hearing such a remark be made with full sincerity, and probably goodwill, was excruciatingly devastating.

- He made an eager note of the female's reaction. That seemed to have hit a nerve and strengthened his assumption about this little critter being defective –

"I ought feed you, haven't I"

He said it like it was an inconvenience.

Max had to force herself to avert her gaze from the endless expanse presented to her to meet eyes with Tau. To call this situation awkward was the understatement of the century, but at least he had enough sense to change the subject.

Nevertheless his annoyed tone didn't go unnoticed and Max wondered why he even bothered with her if he was going to be a bitter prick about it.

"I mean- it would certainly be polite" she said "but technically you don't have to. It'll take a while for starvation to set in"

He rolled his eyes at her and said "If this is your attitude towards nourishment, it is no wonder you remained such a tiny little twig."

Asshat.

"Come" he beckoned as he stood up, and Max could have sworn that for a few seconds her heart ceased beating.

Muscles and tendons flexed and rippled as the behemoth got up from his place, a guttural growl brewing in his throat as he towered like a dark cloud.

He was a monster and a half, not that Max had ever questioned that. However, seeing him upright in all his glory for the first time certainly and thoroughly cemented that notion once and for all.

She was sure he held no ill will. Well, maybe not a 100% sure, but if he wanted to outright harm her, she would have found herself at the pointy end of his claws or tusks long ago. Yet some residual part of her monkey-brain called out with conviction that she was about to get torn asunder and devoured upon seeing this beast move in all his impressive predatory grandeur.

Max's expression must have given her awe away, for he seemed to puff out his chest at that.

He chuckled and that smug glint Max had observed times before reappeared in his eyes.

"Frightened after all" he claimed.

"N-no...!" Stuttered Max, not very convincingly, " you're just-"

"Carrying around more beef and cake than anyone is equipped to handle, in more ways than one" she thought as she bit her tongue to keep the words from falling out.

"You're just ridiculously tall, that's all"

He seemed to find that extremely amusing, yet didn't make any further comment and gestured for her to follow, which Max did after making sure that her knees weren't all wobbly.

His frankly inhuman stature may have put the fear of god into Max, but he didn't need to know that, especially since she was getting the feeling that Tau was gloating at that prospect.