Page 60 of Tis the Season for Tentacles
Origin: Boreas Star System
Destination: Ferus Bankolia
A week has passed since we returned to our vessel and left Glacius Major on our way to the next planet on our itinerary. While I don’t believe in destiny, I find it a rather fortuitous coincidence that we had planned to visit Ferus Bankolia long before we ever picked up Felix.
The planet is renowned for its wildlife refuges, through which visitors can take guided tours. At my urging, I have asked the others not to reveal this information to Felix just yet. I want to surprise him. There’s no doubt in my mind he’s going to be in his element while we’re exploring this world.
These days I find myself looking for ways to make our human guest happy. He’s a fascinating man and I’m honored to be spending time with him.
Already, I begin to feel anxious about how little time he has left with us. After our time on Ferus Bankolia is over, we’ll be refueling and setting a course for Earth. We’d planned to see more together but Felix is anxious to get back to his sister shortly after Christmas. The days slip away faster than they ever have before, and my hearts are uneasy. I suspect saying goodbye to Felix will be far harder than I ever imagined—not only for me, but for the rest of the crew of the Sleigh Belle.
— Najar Mezdel, First Lieutenant and Voice of Reason on the Sleigh Belle
NAJAR
The past week has flown by at light speed.
We’ve all been busy, and I’ve been spending all of my free time with Felix.
Although I would have preferred to be with him even more, I still have daily duties to attend to on the Sleigh Belle and other responsibilities I am now regretting agreeing to.
Namely, Sasha’s ongoing project,The Cat-tacular Tales of Princess Jonesy.
Somehow, I ended up being roped into helping Sasha film a new Christmas holiday special episode of the show for his fans.
The low-budget show has been a long-running hit with extraterrestrial audiences ever since Luna leaked the first few episodes on the intergalactic web. Since then, we’ve been making a new episode once a month, and for whatever reason, the show’s fans particularly enjoy having me play the straight man to Jonesy, voiced by Luna, as the comedic heroine.
I only participate because I know how much it means to my dear friends. So, while I don’t exactly share their passion, I help them because I care about them.
They’re the only ones who can bring out my soft side.
Well, them, and now Felix.
Just thinking about him makes me smile.
Of course, I haven’t told him about the show yet. In fact, I’ve been studiously avoiding it. I know the others want me to share it with him, but I’m not ready for that particular brand of humiliation.
In truth, I may never be ready for that.
Just thinking about it makes me cringe.
But despite my busy schedule, Felix and I have managed to carve out plenty of time to explore one another’s bodies to our hearts’ content.
That human song, “Walking on Sunshine,” could be the soundtrack of my life most days lately. Everyone has noticed that my mood is vastly improved. And while some of it is no doubt due to regular and very enjoyable sexual release with Felix, I know that’s not the only reason.
Ilikespending time with him even when we aren’t having sex.
He’s funny, smart, and endlessly surprising.
And I love the fact that he is so enthusiastic about my tentacles—even when we aren’t using them for sexual activities. Indeed, he’s taken to petting and cuddling them in ways that soothe something deep inside me, something I never knew needed that kind of attention.
Of course, we’ve also had plenty of sex while getting to know one another better. My one point of concern is the fact that I’ve only fucked him with my tentacle so far. Felix told me he wanted to work his way up to more than that. In the meantime, he’s beenmore than eager to take my tentacle for a ride, as he likes to say, and I’m happy to let him.
I grin to myself recalling last night and what he called riding me “like a rodeo.”
At that moment, Luna passes me in the corridor and raises her eyebrows. “Careful there, Naj. You’re starting to look like a lovesick doofus.”
I frown. “No, I’m not.”
