Chapter 9

Elina

There are a lot of clothes in the closet to choose from and eventually I pick a pistachio green sundress with a tight bodice. The skirt falls softly from my waist down to an inch above my knees. I can’t find any underwear in the closet so I stick my head out the door to the bedroom. “Lazarus? Do I have any underwear?” Lazarus turns around to look at me with the biggest smile I have ever seen. “What? What's wrong?” I suspiciously narrow my eyes at him.

“You said my name for the first time.” He beams at me like I just agreed to marry him or something. Then he comes my way. “There is one dresser for you and one for me. The right one is yours and there you have all kinds of underwear that we could find on that internet of yours. Different models, colors and material and there are also bras. Seems like you humans really like your underwear.” He gives me a teasing wink. “In the dresser you can also find night garments and workout gear.”

He opens one of the drawers to show me all of the panties and bras they have arranged for me. And let me tell you there are a lot of them. Every model and material I can think of lies in the drawer, neatly arranged after color. “In that cabinet next to your dresser you have shoes.” After giving me a quick briefing he stepps back to look at me and I look back at him, waiting for him to leave the room. 

When he doesn't make any indication that he plans to leave I say. “Thank you. You can leave now.” His face falls and he actually gives me a pout but obediently leaves the room. Guess he hoped to be allowed to stay and watch me. I shake my head as I feel a smile tug on my lips.

When he’s gone I choose a pair of green silk panties and a strapless green bra. I guess I can make my underwear match as much as possible when I have this many to choose from. I have only had as much as I deem was necessary before, so the feeling of being able to match everything is really nice.

Then I make my way into the bathroom. I don't know how to lock the door. There is a panel next to the door but since I can’t read their letters I have no Idea what anything does. I hope that Lazarus will keep his promise and not come in during my use of the bathroom. Did he promise to not sneak a peek? Looking at myself in a large full body mirror in the bathroom I see that I look like shit. My face is pale and my eyes look tired with dark bags underneath. My hair is greasy and lifeless.

I don’t know what to do about the gown that I’m wearing so I fold it and place it on the counter next to the toilet. Then I walk into the large shower and of course it is operated with a panel as well. Giving a despondently sigh I start to fiddle with the panel. After a good 5 minutes I get the water running at a temperature that is good enough.

Stepping under and feeling the slightly too hot water run over my exhausted and greasy body feels amazing. At first I stand there and soak in the feeling of the water. Then I decide that I should probably finish before Lazarus decides to check if I’m still alive. But where is the shampoo and soap? There are no bottles in the shower. Underneath the panel there is an indention in the wall. Perhaps the shampoo comes out there. I put my hand in there and nothing happens so I again try to fiddle with the panel and eventually I manage to get some kind of cleaning fluid out. It smells like Lazarus. I guess that will have to do.

When I get out of the shower my stomach is giving out angry growls so I quickly dry off and put on my clothes. The dress is a perfect fit and looks and feels amazing on and so does the underwear. At the right sink I find a hairbrush and start to detangle my hair. When everything is done I walk out to Lazarus, who turns around when he hears me entering. “I’m done.” My stomach growls again. “And starving.” I add with an embarrassed smile.

Lazarus

I can hear the shower as she cleans herself and imagine that day when she will allow me to help her out in the shower. To see that body that has been hiding underneath that oversized hospital gown that she's been wearing. The gown might be hideous but she looks amazing anyways. I’m a little disappointed that she refused to let me choose her clothing, and that I wasn’t even allowed to be present when she chose her underwear. Hopefully I can have a look later, after dinner. She must still be tired and exhausted so I’m sure there will be time for bed after dinner.

I hear her entering the room and turn around to greet her, but any word I had hoped to leave my mouth got stuck. She is breathtaking. Dressed in a light green dress with thin shoulder-straps, that hugs her upper body, showing off her generous chest and soft stomach. The skirt of the dress is loose and falls in waves down to right above her knees, but not loose enough to hide her wide ass. On her feet she’s wearing white sandals with a small heel. I actually start to salivate from just looking at her, she looks better, and I’m sure she would taste better, than any dinner.

“I’m done.” She says with a careful smile, then her stomach gives away a loud angry roar and her skin instantly takes on a reddish pink color. It’s spreading slowly from her chest, up her neck and then covers her whole face. The color changing is fascinating. The Galdrians with lighter skin color also show when they blush, but on her it is even more prominent. She puts her arms around her middle. “And starving.” She adds with a now embarrassed smile, looking at anything other than me.

When I still don't say anything she looks up at me, with a frown. “Is it too tight? I know I’m not as slim as many others, but the dress was so pretty.”

“It is perfect. You look perfect!” I give a hard swallow so that I won’t start drooling all over the rug. “I just… It’s just… Wow! You are so beautiful!” I can’t put an intelligent sentence together. It’s like she took my head, bashed it in the wall and then asked me questions about quantum physics. Her cheeks get even more red with that and she looks down to the floor with a pleased and careful smile, putting her bottom lip in between her teeth, and I groan. Fuck she looks delectable. “So… Do you want to eat here in our room, or in the dining hall?” Immediately after I asked the question I wished to stay here for dinner. And dessert! I don’t want to share her with anyone. At the same time I want to show off to everyone else what is mine, to claim my possession of her.

“Ehm. I feel a bit tired so perhaps we can stay here to eat. I think I need a little more time before I meet more aliens.” Blowing out the breath I didn’t even know I was holding, I gave her a large smile and nodded at her answer. I motions towards the table and chairs.

“Please sit down and dinner will soon be served.” I say with a large smile. Then I make my way to the food synthesiser. “Is there anything that you don’t eat?” I ask as I ut in the order for my dinner first 

“No. I’m pretty much an all-eater. I like to try new things and like most of what I have tried so far. I might not be so keen on eating bugs though.” I turn to her and raise an eyebrow at that. “There are some cultures on earth where they eat bugs, worms, maggots and such. They are a great source of protein. I tried it once, but I would not try it again.” I smirk.

“Well, you are in luck here then. We don't eat bugs on this ship, or on Galdrion. But Galdrians eat meat, vegetables, roots, fruit and berrys.” I give her a smile and decide to give her the same as me, grilled fish with steamed cooked vegetables. The portion might be a bit large for a female her size, but if she can't finish I can do that for her. “Do you have any preferences for drinks? We have alcoholic beverages, carbonated beverages and still beverages in a large variety of tastes.”

“Ehm. Maybe some wine if you have that?”

“We have something similar to what you call white wine and red.”

“Rosé? But maybe nothing too strong.”

I turn to her with the plates of food in my hands. “Of course.” I give her a smile as I place her plate in front of her, and turn to collect drinks for us both.

“This smells delicious. Is it some kind of fish?” She takes a deep inhale of the food, closing her eyes and giving out a low moan.

I’m mesmerised with her yet again and can’t seem to find my voice. I want to hear more of those sounds. I want to be the one to make her do those sounds. I keep watching her as she picks up the utensils and piles up a large amount on her fork. My eyes are glued to every movement that she makes, but she is focused on her food so she doesn’t notice. She slowly lifts the fork to her mouth, wetting her lips with a small pink tongue and inhaling again before she finally hits goal. Her eyes almost roll back in her head and she gives out a large moan of pleasure. My trousers are extremely tight right now and I try to adjust myself as discreetly as possible. Seeing her eat is the most sensual thing I have ever seen.

You might think I’m a virgin from this experience I’m having but let me assure you that I’m not. Even if we have yet to find a species that resembles us as much as the human does, there are other species that we can have great sex with and I have also had my fair share of same sex intercourse. Galdrians are a species that have a high sexdrive both on the male and female side and when there are not enough females to go around you have to try other things. I know that some of the males on this ship even prefer other males. But nothing I have experienced before comes close to this, and I haven't even gotten her naked yet!

“This is delicious. Have you cooked this?” She is looking straight at me with an impressed look in her eyes and now I wish that I had cooked it.

“No, we have a food synthesiser that prepares and cooks the food.” I motions for the machine on the counter. “The quarters on this floor are all equipped with their own synthesiser, but the other two levels all have to eat at the dining hall. Mostly I like to eat there as well. It gives a sense of fellowship and shows the whole crew that I respect them. I usually try to sit with different groups to strengthen the community.”

She keeps on eating while she listens to what I say. It feels good to have this beautiful creature’s full focus on me. “Are there other species on this ship besides yours and Skillys’?”

“Yes. Some in the crew have mates from other species, even if they can't breed, and they are on this ship as well. There are also the Grongers that are highly advanced in technology. They make sure that the ship is running smoothly. They are pretty loud so you will certainly notice them in the dining hall.” I give her an amused chuckle. The Grongers are pretty special and she will surely react to them.

She smiles and takes another bite, deep in thought. “I heard from Nim that you have siblings.” She eventually says. Her eyes show a high interest but she seems to be a bit unsure if it is alright to ask about my personal life. “You don’t have to-” But I cut in before she finished with her apology.

“Yeah. I have a little brother and a little sister. My brother is stationised to guard The Intergalactic Committees headquarters. His platoon is one of the best on defensive measures and he works together with one of our uncles who also are a specialist on defense. My sister on the other hand resides in the sanctuary for females and children. After my mother got the disease she immediately got transferred there. That was when I was 8 years old. Sevrin was six years old, but Ayala was only three. Since then I haven’t met my sister in person, but we speak on the virtual communications at least once a week. She is very eager to meet you. She already has a mate and they have three children, two females and one male.” I smile at the thought of my nieces and nephew. Even if I havent met them in person, they are important to me.

Elina gives me a sad smile. “It’s horrible that you had to part with your mother and sister at such a young age.” She looks down at her almost empty plate and starts to move around the food. It seems she lost her appetite. “You probably already know that I lost my parents and older brother too. Eight years ago. It was an carcrash. A large truck lost control and went over to the oncoming lane. Twenty people got injured and six people died, amongst them my family.” She clears her throat and takes a large gulp from her glass.

“I only know that you don’t have any family in life, but I didn’t know the reason.” I reach over to take hold of her hand and she looks up at me with a teary smile.

“Yeah, life sucks sometimes.” Is all she says at that and turns back to her plate. We sit silently for a while.

“Are you done with your food?” I ask her. She hasn’t touched her food for a while now, it must be cold. She only nods, and I stand to put away the dishes.

“Thank you for the food. It was wonderful.” She says from behind me and I turn to see her standing behind the chair she just sat in. “I’m pretty tired so I think I’ll turn in for the night. Is it even night right now?” She gives me a questioning look and tilts her head to her side. She looks out the window. “In space it seems to be always night.”

I chuckle at her statement. It is true that day and night don't really exist when being in outer space, and what time day and night is are different depending on what shift you work on. “For me it is time for bed. I finished my shift right before I had to search for you and that was six hours ago. So let’s get ready for bed.”

“Oh.” Is all she says as she bites her lip and her cheeks once again turn pink. She is adorable when she blushes.

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