Chapter 30
Chapter Thirty
Khesan
The matchmaker looked somewhat smug as the three of us left together, hand in hand. I wonder if he knew all along that we would end up here.
Mysterious little alien.
Marguerite offers to take us out for a celebratory dinner, and everyone agrees. We drink wine, eat delicious food, and talk about what our future holds. Fiona has now decided on getting a larger bed so all of us can easily sleep together, and of course, do other activities.
We will also go on something called a “honeymoon,” which I gather is a post-marriage ritual that involves a long vacation to enjoy each other’s company, in more ways than one.
Fiona has money she inherited from her mother, which she’s been saving for just such an occasion.
I offer to put some of my own funds in, as well.
Then, Shathar and I will go look for jobs of our own, now that we have residency on Earth.
We’re already eyeing positions down at the dock loading and unloading ships as they arrive.
Then we can contribute to the household and hopefully have many more honeymoons.
We gather over a map and decide where we would like to go. Fiona has always wanted to visit a place called Japan, and I must admit I enjoyed their food when we tried it, so I agree.
“But it’s going to be a long trip,” says Shathar. “We will be cooped up in one of those, what are they? Planes?”
“You came here from halfway across the galaxy,” I remind him. “I think you can travel halfway across Earth.” I rub his shoulder. “We will be with you the whole time.”
He visibly relaxes. “I suppose you’re right.”
We plan our “sightseeing” trip, with a few days to spend in many locations. I’m excited to see more of Earth, which is so diverse in culture and climate. Though I had wished that perhaps, we’d go to the desert.
“Well, Japan is a long way off,” Fiona says. “Tickets aren’t cheap so I had to book it for the spring. But I think the winter is a great time to go to the desert.” She pulls something up on her computer. “Ah, here we go. Let’s go to Vegas for the weekend!”
“What is this ‘Vegas’?” I ask.
“Oh. My. Gosh. It’s like the biggest party town in the world. There are lots of cool shows to see, and crazy hotels! Plus it’s in the Mojave Desert. I went to this place that had every cactus you could imagine.”
My translator provides me an odd image of a rounded plant with stalks like arms.
“Bizarre.” I shrug amenably. “All right. I am ready for this ‘Vegas’ trip.”
Shathar nods in agreement when he looks at the map. “Much closer than Japan.”
So a week later, we pack our things and get on a plane. It is very cramped inside, especially for those of us with tails, but we find a way to make it work. Below us, I can make out plains and mountains that remind me much of Arshur.
Then we’re on the ground again in a nice, warm environment, and Shathar and I luxuriate in the heat. Fiona giggles as we both extend our fans and drink in the sunlight.
“You’re such weirdos,” she says affectionately. “Now let’s go get settled. I’ll show you the slot machines.”
We happily go along with her, ready to see what this new experience has to offer.
I am disappointed with these “slot machines.” It is merely gambling, which was forbidden in the barracks. Shathar, however, finds it intriguing and suggests to Fiona which machines to play and how much to bet.
It is all a waste of money to me, but at least we are brought complimentary beverages as we play.
That night, Fiona takes us to one of the shows she raved about. The woman on stage attempts to cut off another woman’s head, and both Shathar and I shoot to our feet.
“You should not do that!” I call out, very concerned for the woman inside the box. “That’s dangerous!”
Fiona gasps and pulls us back down to our seats.
“I’m sorry!” she says pitiably when a security guard comes to talk to us.
“Oh, wow. Aliens.” The guard rubs the back of her head. “All right, well, don’t do it again. It’s not real, okay?”
We both nod in understanding as she leaves. I am amazed when the woman with the lost head is put back together and emerges unharmed from the box. Everyone stands up and claps, and Fiona urges us to do the same.
By the time the show has ended, Shathar is asleep on his feet, but I am eager for what comes next. We packed plenty of lube, and I want to fuck both my mates until they can’t stand up any longer.
When we’re back at the hotel, Shathar flops onto the bed, but I don’t let him get away with saying he’s tired. I climb up on top of him, rubbing my crotch against his tail while I kiss his cheek.
“Come now. Don’t you want to help me make Fiona scream?”
He hums thoughtfully. “We could test how soundproof these walls are.”
Fiona joins me as we strip Shathar down. Then she falls to her knees between his legs at the edge of the bed and licks his cock from root to tip. Now Shathar is very awake, and I stroke myself as I watch her sucking on him.
“You’re both so lovely,” I tell them, and Shathar lets out a moan as Fiona teases him with her hands. She pokes a finger inside his slit, which we explained to her is a highly erogenous zone, and his hips cant up into her mouth.
But now I want to be involved. I take off everything, then get down on the floor behind Fiona. Without having to be asked, she rises up on her knees, and I position myself underneath her. When she lowers her body again, her warm cunt encases my cock, and I’ve never felt something so perfect.