Warnings: dk is a clueless virgin alien, sex ed, oral f. rec., vaginal fingering, alien anatomy, breeding mention
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Seokmin has only been dating you for two earth months, but already, he knows he's in love.
His species doesn't put much stock in romance or dating - the most they seek is a suitable mate to help produce offspring every mating cycle - but Seokmin has always been different. Different enough that he's never participated in the mating cycles at all, not wanting to share that side of himself with someone who won't stay.
Different enough that he's one of the few of his species that has ever left their planet, different enough that he can almost pass as human, if it weren't for his pointed ears and chameleon-like qualities. You don't seem to mind them, thankfully, nor do you mind the odd looks you get whenever you go out in public together.
Your kind has known about aliens for less than five years, barely long enough to grow accustomed to the idea and definitely not long enough for interspecies relationships to be normal. Seokmin isn't worried though, knowing that as earth grows into a galactic trade hub, more and more relationships like yours will pop up.
Until then, he's content to ignore the looks, hold your hand on the street, and proudly let his cheeks flare purple, the color a sign of his deep, true love for you.
Or at least, that's what he tells himself.
The truth is, he's dying to know what you look like naked.
He's tried to do research, but what he now knows is called 'porn' doesn't seem to be for him, and he can't even begin to understand the words or the diagrams in that anatomy textbook he borrowed from the library. Besides, he only wants to see you, touch you, learn you, no one else.
So, he does what's most logical to him, and simply asks.
It's on a calm Sunday afternoon that he first broaches the topic, one that sees Seokmin reading with his head in your lap as you rewatch your favorite show for the nth time. His book is getting to a particularly spicy bit, one that has heat growing in both of his stomachs, but as usual, when it gets to the more specific parts, Seokmin is clueless as to what they're talking about.
What is a pussy? Why is the main character putting his mouth on the love interest's? And why is everything so wet??
These are all questions Seokmin needs an answer to, and he reaches over for the remote to pause your show so he can have your full attention. You blink down at him, arching an eyebrow in curiosity as he opens and closes his mouth like a fish, unsure of how to voice his questions.
In the end, he just asks you flat out.
By the time you get over your shock, finish laughing, and pull yourself back together, he's pouting on the other end of the couch, his arms crossed and his cheeks bright orange in embarrassment.
