Your Partner is an Alien

Balthazar had donned out the living room table with booze and lots of salted snacks of all kind since this evening he wanted to talk to Jack. But it wasn't about anything trivial, far from it in fact. This had been brewing up for a manner of months now, ever since the angel had talked with both Ziggy and Tom about Jack's alien heritage. The fact that he was half-Anthean like Ziggy. Thanks to the bastards at the Ministry, Jack had no memory of who or what he was. In stepped his family who had enlightened Balthazar to the truth.

Now he had to tell Jack.

Pouring himself a large scotch, Balthazar near downed the whole thing in one go. It wasn't going to be easy but it had to be done. He couldn't allow his partner to be wandering around in ignorance, not knowing why his palms and abdomen leaked a strange alien slick when aroused. Or why he had a pouch located in his abdomen. It was these things that had to be brought up among other things. Just telling Jack that he was an Anthean like Ziggy---these were the things that had to be said.

"Well, love. No time like the present as they say."

Inhaling sharply, Balthazar sat down on the couch and felt Onyx immediately bound up, licking at his face just as he had sat down. The large puppy pleased that his owner was now back in the house after being out buying food and drink down the local store. The angel giggled a little when Onyx licked at his nose. Silly, big dog. But he loved him. Now he just had to wait for Jack. The nerves already bundling up deep in the pit of his stomach.