Page 60 of Monsters After Dark

Khaw’s back feathers are sharp so when he sits close to me he turns them away to protect me. The rest of him is soft and downy and when I hugged him I just wanted to snuggle into his down and stay there a while. His arms are shorter than average but he is big enough that he was still able to enfold me in them.

Gluub… is Gluub. He surprised me when he returned my hug. He surprised me even more when he was reluctant to let me go. And when he buried his face to my shoulder I got scared until I realized he was actually nuzzling me. It was super sweet. Somehow I thought he would be gross or cold, but he was none of that, not at all. His skin feels like my own and he is warm, and both of them have a lightly spiced natural scent that is appealing to me. A little too much so. And I don’t think I am the only one because I thought I saw some bulging lower on Khaw’s torso. PLEASE let that be a penis of some type!

And now I am left thinking things I shouldn’t.

I am going to test our longterm possibilities and introduce some of my food to them tomorrow. Fingers crossed!

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GLUUB

Today Daashee broughtus what she calls a ‘picnic’. It is a cloth you sit on and many containers of ‘food’.

Khaaww and I did not realize that her food would be this different from ours. Different from both our land and our waves. Many differences. She fed us with her hands and we tasted all she shared. Some we need to adapt to, but many were pleasing. Khaaww ate much and had big eyes at the tastes. Daashee’s kind makes much of their eats by ‘cooking’. She will need to ‘cook’ food I bring from the waves, she said to us, but she will try them.

After the picnic we just rested and were quiet together. We are content just to be near each other and inside our own thinkings. Some of the times Daashee brings a ‘book’ and will look at it and turn the insides. Some of the times she talks loud from it in her language and we listen and learn.

When Daashee’s face glows and she shows her teeth, she calls this ‘happy’ and ‘smiling’ and sometimes ‘laugh’. Daashee makes me ‘happy’.

Daashee and Khaaww… make me happy.

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KHAW

This glowwe visit D’zee’s nest. We arrive when the glows are down so that less fleshies see us. First, we see her nesting hole. It is large. Her nesting spot is very soft and G’lb and me like it much. We rested on it and she said she needed a bigger one, but this is a good nest she made!

I wished to ask D’zee also about fleshy matings, so we showed her the other nest with three in it. We could view it from inside her nest. It was very close and the other see-hole looked towards D’zee’s. They had false glow in their nest so we made her false glow sleep and we watched them and they could not see us.

They did not see us watching. Or learning.

Or trying.

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DAYZEE

Well,apparently we are all voyeurs. I should be ashamed but the more I think on it, the more turned on I get.

During their visit last night, we turned off the light and watched Maria make out with Thomas and Greg through the window.

Shame on us! Kind of.

We watchedthe three of them go through all the motions of foreplay from Thomas pinning her hands and Greg kissing down her body, to kissing and oral sex, to the eventual fucking, where they took turns, changed positions a few times, and at some point Thomas sprayed her with his release before they finally collapsed.

By the time the three of them finished we stood in the darkness wrapped in our own thoughts, and the intensity in the room was so thick you could have cut it with a knife.

Gluub remained staring into their dark room, visibly thinking, while Khaw looked at me with such longing that I blushed.

After a couple minutes, Gluub got the reluctant Khaw to leave with him. I changed into my nightgown and laid down, thinking. Thinking led to thoughts of what we watched, and the intensity in the room during it, and my fingers made their way to between my legs to rub away my need. But it just wasn’t working. I tried for several minutes but only managed to make myself more sexually frustrated. Ugh!

I was nearlyasleep when I heard sounds outside.

Why do these doors not have peep holes? If it was Captain Underpants trying to get in, I was going straight to his commanding officer!

But it wasn’t. I cracked the door open and a tentacle wrapped the edge of it, several blue eyes suddenly coming into view mere inches from my face.

“Gluub? Is everything okay?” I stepped to the side, opening the door for him. He slipped into the room and before I could close the door, feathers shoved in close behind him.

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