In the 26th Century, mankind has breached the light speed barrier and begun to colonize other planets. They’ve also learned to Design human beings, known as Morphs, for specialized colony missions. Adrian is an Aerial Morph, on his way to colonize the low-gravity planet Eridani VI with his scientist Partner, Michael. In violation of the rules of the Morph Projects, they’ve been lovers for months. Michael cares more about his work than anything, while Adrian doesn’t take anything seriously except Michael. Before they arrive at their new home, they need to curtail their relationship before it destroys their professional Partnership.
The colony ship is scheduled to arrive at their destination on Christmas Eve. Some old holiday traditions persist, but when Adrian and Michael have differing ideas about what’s best for their relationship and their careers, holiday gifts and ideas for new beginnings lead to crossed signals.
“TIME TO Eridani VI—Five days, seven hours, forty-two minutes.”
“Ignore it,” Michael heard Adrian hiss into his ear, the command underscored by the push of sweat-slicked skin and the full stretch of a deep fuck.
“Mmmphhhfff.” Michael pulled his face off the pillow, only to get a mouthful of tawny-colored feathers as Adrian promptly stifled him with one of his wings.
“I have no idea why they have to announce that every damned morning.” Adrian reached underneath Michael’s hips and pulled him up, seating him as deeply as he could with each stroke. Strong fingers found Michael’s cock and wrapped themselves around him possessively.
“Because,” Michael gasped as he pulled his head away from the feathers, “that’s what we’re here for.”
“Lieutenant. Michael. Lopez.” A deep thrust punctuated each part of his name. He could feel Adrian smirking against his ear. “I thought you were here for me.”
Michael dislodged himself, flipped over underneath Adrian, and looked up at the beautiful Morph. Long and lean, slender and sinewy, every line perfectly balanced—just as he was Designed. “You know I am. But I don’t think this is what the Designers had in mind.”
Leo d’Entremont has been writing queer speculative fiction for online audiences for over ten years, to include fanfiction from popular sci-fi and fantasy. Some of his works have been translated into as many as eight languages by enthusiastic readers from around the world. After years of encouragement from readers, he decided to make the jump to writing for publication.
He identifies as a queer, poly trans*man, as well as a biologist, Emergency Medical Technician, certified firefighter, Army veteran, vocalist, distance runner, weightlifter, and unabashed nerd. (No, really… he has four Star Trek costumes.) He is currently pursuing a nursing degree, but plans to keep writing whenever he gets a spare minute. Sleep is optional when he has a scene to finish and a plot point to chase.
He lives in an inconspicuous house on a suburban street with his wife, two dogs, one cat, large vegetable garden, and picket fence, all of which seems perfectly normal until people notice the fake skulls in the fruit basket. The only thing he keeps in the closet in his life are costumes and floggers, both of which come out frequently. He believes that all you need in life is love… and lube. A nice ass doesn’t hurt, either. He thinks you have a nice ass. Yes, you. Hi there, hot stuff.