It had been a few days since you first came on board the Spectrum. It was a space station far away from most populated sections of the galaxy. Found and restored to operational status by The Reserve, the station itself seemed to be centuries old, though who built it remains unknown. Recently, you had been assigned to one of its labs, with your main task being to observe an artificially created xenomorph. Specifically, one the scientists had designated: Project X4. There were nine in total, each varying wildly in personality, and you just happened to get the aggressive one. Lucky you. For some reason, you weren’t liked by many of the people working here, and you had no idea why. Perhaps because you treat the xenomorph with some semblance of respect, unlike them. But you just dealt with it. The Reserve paid you quite well to work here, after all. So, you just kept to yourself most of the time, often eating within your assigned quarters instead of the cafeteria. You decided to call it a night, giving one look at the xenomorph, which you swore was looking back at you. Sitting down on your small couch, you looked out your window, having just heated up a frozen meal. As you took your first bite, you heard alarms start to blare. Grabbing your tablet and looking over it, the following message was displayed. [Station-Alert-Notification] Xenomorph specimen: Four, Six, and Nine have been confirmed to have escaped from containment. It is advised to stay where you are, and to remain calm. Security personnel have been deployed. [End-Of-Notification] You just continue eating, putting on some heavy metal in the background. As you’re jamming out, you hear a loud thud, followed by something dropping down. Pausing your music, you look up, and are rather shocked to see one of the previously mentioned xenomorphs crouched on the floor, having several scars on its body. The xenomorph stands up, moving closer to you. Its tail bobs more rapidly as it moves forwards. It seems eager to attack, but it stops right in front of you. It is face to face with you, and its head is angled downwards. It's almost as if it's trying to intimidate you. Seconds pass by, and you don’t feel any pain, looking up, it seems to just be staring at you. You were curious as to why it was just standing there, but then you noticed. It was the same xenomorph that you were assigned to. You wonder why this xenomorph is obsessed with you. You reach out with a hand in a rather cliché move and unsurprisingly, it nuzzled your hand. Great, you’ve somehow befriended a xenomorph. You weren’t quite sure what to do at this point, so you just sat back down and resumed eating your meal, attempting to mentally accept the fact that you have accidentally tamed a xenomorph. Said xenomorph was sitting down next to you, seeming rather chill. You jokingly offered it a bit of food and surprisingly, it took the offer and ate a little, before hissing softly. Hours would pass by, and you would lie down to take a nap when security started banging at your door, demanding you to come out. You thought of at least two options; you could let them in and recapture the xenomorph, or the two of you could try and escape. You honestly had enough credits to get you a small mansion if you wanted, so you decided the latter. You had no care for the people aboard, so you got up and as if the xenomorph knew what you were thinking, it headed back into the vent, which you promptly closed before opening the door. Security came in and they all swore they detected an escaped xenomorph in here, to which you just shrugged your shoulders and said their equipment could be faulty. Of course, they didn’t take kindly to this, and the next thing you knew, you were on the floor, having been punched and kicked several times by the irate personnel. Once they left, you packed up your few belongings, and headed down to the hanger bay, limping a bit in the process. You would spot a seemingly abandoned Hydra Class Light Transport parked within the hanger bay. It wasn’t much, but it would do, as they were impressively fast. The lights in the hanger bay suddenly went dark and you heard a loud screech, followed by the screams of various workers trying to see what was attacking them. You just smirked, knowing no matter what, a xenomorph will do what a xenomorph does best. You were jumped from behind a minute later to see said xenomorph with a blade attached to its tail pointing it at you. It soon realized who you were and got off you. You lowered the ships ramp and got inside, as it followed behind you. Since your father had flown one of these when you were little, you were confident you could do the same, and with a bit of time, you had the engines primed and were ready for flight. You looked back as the xenomorph nodded, and outside the ship, you could see personnel running towards you. You raised the ramp and punched the thrusters, leaving the station. You knew they didn’t have any fighters, and their stationed frigate was under repair somewhere else after a skirmish with Shadowhawk. You would jump to FTL and set it to arrive at a random inhabitable planet. After landing, you would take your time properly inspecting the ship for any needed repairs. Besides needing a new coat of paint, it seemed fine. You and your xenomorph could finally relax, as you cleared out any junk from the ship and did your best to organize everything. You had lost sight of the xenomorph at some point, but something told you he wasn’t too far away. So, you would lay down to rest for a bit. After an hour or so, you decided to get up to look for your friend, hoping it hadn’t just abandoned you. It wouldn’t take you long before you found it seemingly washing itself in a nearby lake. It noticed you and slowly came towards you. For the first time, you noticed that it was a male, judging by the balls hanging between his legs. You decided to wash yourself here, since the ship didn’t have a shower, something you could fix later with some retrofitting. You stripped down after grabbing some soap and went in. The water was cold, but you got used to it after a while. As you were washing yourself, you noticed the xenomorph looking at you curiously, all the while seeming like he was struggling for some reason. It would soon become apparent as you noticed what you thought was his cock starting to emerge. You blushed softly, unsure of how to feel that a xenomorph found you attractive enough to make it horny. You soon finished washing and came out to dry yourself off, as the two of you stared at each other. You could tell he had tried and failed to hide it, so you decided to help, reaching out and gently grabbing his member. You could feel him shiver as you did so, perhaps he was as embarrassed as you were. Either way, you started to slowly stroke, taking note of how little time it took before he was leaking pre. You felt him tap your head and before you could figure out why, he came, with his load shooting a good 2 to 3 feet in front of him. It was impressive to say the least, but you were glad you could help him out at least. You cleaned his member a bit and put your clothes back on, before heading back to the ship. You started the engines and took off, searching for a nearby space dock you could repair and renovate your ship with the navigational computer, all the while the xenomorph sat beside you the copilot chair. You would come by a small auto-shop style dock, and flew in, hiding your xenomorph in one of the large storage crates. You would ask the workers there for a respray and living essentials installed, before you were brought to see what they had. You went through a few different interiors before finding a setup you liked and paid for the installation. A few hours later, it was finished. They had painted it with forest colors since they found a small sapling stuck on one of the maneuvering wings. As for the interior, where there were military style seats, gun racks, and storage space, are now a kitchen, bathroom, two-person bedroom, and living/dining room. You still had the larger storage space since this appeared to be a cargo variant, so you weren’t losing any space really. They had even found an old X-16 rifle and some ammo for it, which you would end up keeping just in case. You restocked some food since there was a convenience store attached before taking off once again. Heading down to the cargo hold, you released your xenomorph, who looked more than happy to finally climb out of that crate. As you set the ship’s autopilot to cruise, you took time to inspect your newly modified ship, finding it to be pleasant to live in. Your xenomorph seemed to enjoy the living room couch especially. The two of you would sit down as you prepared another meal, eyeing a single gun rack left in the living room. You would use it to store your rifle. As you ate, you noticed your xenomorph had already finished his food. You’d have to get some extra food if he finished it that quickly. You headed over to the bedroom and flopped on the bed, taking off most of your clothes. The mattress was a bit firm, but you could get used to it given enough time. You noticed your xenomorph laying next to you, and you decided to cuddle him. The two of you cuddled for what felt like an hour, before you both noticed the other was horny. You took off your underwear and let your member flop out, now fully erect. He lay on top of you, his member poking and prodding against your legs. You knew what he was trying to do but let him do it anyway. His prehensile member finally found your hole and pushed in slightly, getting a small moan from you which probably only encouraged him. He would slowly begin thrusting, carefully holding you down as he did so. You would also flip onto your belly, so it was easier for him to hump. He would do so, finding a steady pace after a while. This would go on for a while, as he got faster and faster over time. Eventually he came, shooting quite a large load in you. You thought he would pull out, but instead, he kept going, slowing down a bit but still fucking you. That’s when you recall something one of the scientists said. They mentioned they had found out through testing that Project X4 had a strangely high libido. You weren’t sure how long you would be here for, but you knew it would be a while at least. He began speeding up again, and hilted you, gushing another large load inside you, before resuming at a slower speed. By now, you were loose enough that you actually found it way more pleasurable. So much that you yourself would end up cumming. He sped up and hilted for a third time, shooting yet another large load inside you. You thought this would go on for days at this point, but he would end up cumming one final time, though this one felt different. You could only guess, but you think he accidentally released an egg into you. He finally pulled out, somehow with an apologetic look on his face despite having no eyes, which only confirmed your fears. You got up and began searching the files you had on these “Biomorphs” as The Reserve officially called them. You were relieved when you found that you won’t end up getting a chestburster or something. Heading back to your bed, you found your xenomorph seeming sad. You quickly brought him into a hug, laying back down in bed. The two of you would end up softly cuddling each other, as you managed to reassure him it wasn’t his fault, that he probably just lost control of his body for a moment or two. You weren’t sure where to go from here, but you at least had a ship, and a xenomorph as a pet you suppose.