"Antheans. So Jack is one of these Antheans just like you are?"
The thought was dawning on Balthazar who was trying to digest that his lover was an alien. It wasn't the Ministry who had done this to him, who had twisted and experimented on his body. The pouch and cool skin were all natural to him. Another sip and he swallowed slowly, allowing the bitter tang of his coffee to coat his tongue.
"I just assumed that the Ministry had experimented on him in regards to his pouch. Those bastards are sick enough to try that sort of thing on anyone. Also, the slick palms. Why does he have slick secreting from his hands and pouch?"
What purpose could it possibly serve? Ziggy mentioned about him and Jack being both human male and Anthean female at the same time. Was it possible that the pouch was some sort of gestation sac? The angel just stared a little and was finding all of the information to be slightly overwhelming but wanted to stay and listen. He had to. No matter what. He loved Jack.
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The thought was dawning on Balthazar who was trying to digest that his lover was an alien. It wasn't the Ministry who had done this to him, who had twisted and experimented on his body. The pouch and cool skin were all natural to him. Another sip and he swallowed slowly, allowing the bitter tang of his coffee to coat his tongue.
"I just assumed that the Ministry had experimented on him in regards to his pouch. Those bastards are sick enough to try that sort of thing on anyone. Also, the slick palms. Why does he have slick secreting from his hands and pouch?"
What purpose could it possibly serve? Ziggy mentioned about him and Jack being both human male and Anthean female at the same time. Was it possible that the pouch was some sort of gestation sac? The angel just stared a little and was finding all of the information to be slightly overwhelming but wanted to stay and listen. He had to. No matter what. He loved Jack.