Page 18 of Solomon's Ransom

“Let me see,” Remma said. He sat down on the room’s one stool and made himself as comfortable as he could.

He fully expected Sol to tell him to fuck off. Instead, Sol gave him a narrow-eyed look, then turned onto his back and flipped the blanket back. Inside his loose trousers, the shape of his erection was obvious.

Remma felt a sharp, predatory satisfaction come over him. “It looks like you could use some help with that.”

“You think I can’t handle it myself? Should I be insulted?” Sol’s generous mouth pursed. Remma had spent enough time around humans to develop opinions about their relative attractiveness, and Sol was above average. With his curly hair and his lean, strong body, his full mouth and long-lashed eyes, Remma enjoyed looking at him.

“Well. Go ahead, then,” Remma said, and waved a hand with lazy magnanimity.

Sol’s eyes narrowed further. He wasn’t going to refuse, though. Remma could see it in the set of his jaw, stubborn in the face of a challenge. “Really? You want to watch?”

“Iloveto watch. And you’ll put on a good show for me, I’m sure.” Remma leaned backward and braced an elbow on the table behind him. His slit tingled in anticipation.

He shouldn’t be goading Sol into doing this, not with a guard right on the other side of the door. They could so easily be caught, and then Denna’s suspicions—because surely he had some—would be confirmed. It probably wouldn’t bode well for Sol.

But Remma couldn’t stop himself. He never could when it came to Sol. The temptation was too powerful, and Remma was too weak to resist.

Sol’s hand slid down his torso to the waistband of his pants. Remma watched hungrily as Sol untied his trousers and pulled down the waistband. His cock sprang out, wrapped in white cotton. Remma wanted to touch and grab andtaste, but more than that he wanted to watch Sol get himself off, so he sat where he was and watched as Sol pulled down his underwear and took out his sweet bare cock.

“Take it slow,” Remma said. “Take your time.”

“Are you going to give me directions?” Sol asked. His voice was deeper than usual, husky with arousal.

“Would you like that? I can, but I’d rather see how you do it when you’re on your own.”

“I didn’t know you had this voyeuristic streak.” Sol stroked himself root to tip, slow and firm. “I’m learning lots of new things about you, seems like.” Another slow stroke. “Some more appealing than others.”

“I know, you’re still mad at me. Message received loud and clear. But you’re still letting me look at your cock.”

“Well. Like you said. There’s not much to do in here.” Sol gave Remma a heated, heavy-lidded look as he stroked himself, still at that same slow pace. “I’ll need a lot of visits, probably, to keep me from going nuts with boredom.”

Remma was a sucker, but it did get to him: Sol looking at him that way and talking about more,again. Remma knew he wasn’t forgiven, but if Sol was willing to unbend far enough for some illicit spaceship fucking—well, Remma wasn’t about to turn that down. He would take anything Sol offered him, always.

Sol kept his eyes on Remma as he began to move his hand faster. Remma’s slit was throbbing now, and he moved a hand to press against it, easing the ache a little. He didn’t want his cock to slide out now since he didn’t know what Sol would accept from him, if anything. The pressure helped.

“Do you want to fuck me?” Sol asked. “I don’t have any lube.”

“I’ll find some. Not now. Keep going.”

Sol’s eyelids fluttered closed. His breathing deepened as he kept going, his chest rising and falling as he worked at his cock. Remma wondered what he was thinking about, then felt stupid as Sol’s eyes opened again and fixed unerringly on Remma.

He had some inkling of the way Sol thought about him. He understood that Sol tried to resist him and wasn’t successful. Hewasthe fantasy. It was strange to be wanted that way, but flattering, too. Remma hadn’t lacked for partners on Tozra, but he was just an average guy there, not anything special. No one had eversuccumbedto him.

“You look,” he said, “like a porn vid come to life.”

Sol huffed. “Do you watch those?”

“Sure. They’re made for all tastes. Even Tozren.”

“Even things way less humanoid than you, I’m sure.” Sol regarded him with bright curiosity, hand still moving. “What do you like to watch?”

“Human taking three giant Tozren cocks,” Remma said, not truthfully.

“Three! More stamina than I have, that’s for sure.” Sol’s eyes were steady on him even as his hand went faster. “Is that what you’d like? To watch me get railed by three of your compatriots?”

“No. I’d rather have you all to myself.” That was the truth.

“Well.” Sol’s eyes closed. Remma watched, but they didn’t open again. Sol worked himself harder and faster, and his toes began to curl in the blanket as he approached his peak. Remma rubbed the heel of his hand over his slit again, giving himself that necessary pressure. It would be all too easy to let his own cock slide out.