Page 34 of Solomon's Ransom
“Okay, butifsomething,” Remma began, and then shut up when Sol kissed him. It was a sweet kiss, light, close-mouthed. Remma cupped Sol’s face with one hand, keeping him close, letting Sol kiss him how he liked, exploratory and soft. It felt like they were kissing for the first time, even though they’d done it extensively. Tozren didn’t really kiss, but Sol liked it, and Remma had learned to like it for his sake. It was nice: to be close, to press their mouths together.
Sol’s tongue slid out to test the seam of Remma’s lips, and Remma opened to let him in. This part had been strange at first, but now Remma liked it, the taste of Sol’s mouth, the slide of their tongues against each other. He could see why humans had invented this.
Sol let out a little sigh and pressed closer. “There,” he said against Remma’s mouth. “My hand is fine. That’s been long enough.”
Remma pulled away to laugh at him. “Is that the reason for all the kissing? You were giving the lube some time to start eating through your flesh?”
“Seemed like a good idea,” Sol said, smiling through Remma’s teasing. He looked happy, and Remma didn’t really know why, and decided not to wonder about it too much, because down that path were all the things he wanted and couldn’t have.
“Solomon,” Remma murmured, and leaned in to kiss him again.
As they kissed, Sol sank backward onto the bed and drew Remma down on top of him. He felt so small beneath Remma’s body, but it was deceptive. Sol was physically fragile compared to Remma, that was true, but everything else about him was iron. He was daunted by nothing. Even held captive in this room for days on end, he’d befriended the ship, which Remma hadn’t even known was sentient, and made moves to get himself free. He had faced down a bear without showing any signs of fear or uncertainty. He had saved Remma’s life more than once and probably would again. Nothing about him was soft or yielding, except when he was in bed with Remma.
Sol kissed him hungrily, greedily, mouth hot and open beneath Remma’s. His hands slid over Remma’s shoulders and pulled at his shirt. He was hard already, the length of his cock rigid against Remma’s belly through their clothes. Remma slid his hands beneath the waistband of Sol’s pants and gripped his ass, patting and squeezing. It felt so plump and firm and Remma wanted tobitehim. Tozren instinct, but a human couldn’t handle his teeth. He always had the impulse and was afraid that someday he would forget himself and do it.
“Turn over,” Sol said. He pushed at Remma’s shoulders without much effect until Remma cooperated and flipped them over on the bed. Sol sat up to shove Remma’s shirt out of the way and wriggle out of his own pants. Bare from the waist down, he squeezed lube over Remma’s slit before lying down again.
“Oh,” Remma said, as Sol began to move in a slow grind, rubbing his cock against Remma’s slit. That felt—really good, just the right amount of friction, and the blunt head of Sol’s cock stroking every sensitive part of Remma’s slit. Remma took Sol’s hips in his hands and used his grip to help Sol move just right, a little faster and harder. There—that was perfect.
“That’s good for you?” Sol asked. “Just like that?” He planted his hands on Remma’s shoulders and settled into that rhythm, his hips moving how Remma had shown him.
“Oh yeah. You’ll have me popping out in no time.”
Sol laughed, a little breathless. “Is it weird that I think that’s hot?”
“You tell me. You’re the one fucking an alien.”
“Let me point out that you’realsofucking an alien.” Sol smiled down at him. “So we’re both freaks, I guess.”
Remma shook his head. “It can’t be weird when it feels this good.” To emphasize his point, he held Sol in place for a moment, letting him feel how the head of Remma’s cock was beginning to nudge out of his slit. “I’ve never had a lover who makes me feel the way you do.”
“Me neither,” Sol said, which had the sound of a confession. Remma pulled him down for another kiss.
As soon as Remma’s cock slid all the way out, Sol sat up and reached for the lube. “Get your clothes off. I’ll take care of this.”
“Are you going to let me watch?” Sol was always shy about it, and Remma was desperate to see. He’d imagined it many times: Sol’s fingers sinking inside his own body, his face going slack with pleasure as he touched himself in just the right ways. But imagining it wasn’t nearly as good as seeing it before his eyes.
Sol gave him a narrow-eyed look. “I guess so. Can I stop you?”
“I’m very determined,” Remma said.
“You’re very annoying,” Sol said, but he looked fond.
Sol wriggled out of his pants but left his shirt on. When he lay back on the bed he looked debauched: half dressed, lips parted, skin darker from his flush. His cock lay against his belly, only partly hidden by the hem of his shirt. Remma wanted to fuck him immediately, without waiting for anything, but he swallowed down his impatience.
Sol squeezed out some lube on his fingers and touched them to the little pink furl of his asshole. With a little sigh, he stroked his fingers in a circular motion a few times, warming himself up, and then pressed two fingers inside, all the way to the knuckles.
Remma swallowed to see how easily Sol’s body accepted the intrusion. “Does that feel good?”
“Better when it’s your dick.” Sol sighed again and added some more lube, and another finger. “I’m not really, uh—doing this part for my own enjoyment. I just can’t handle you without some prep.”
“Tell me more about how my cock is too big for you.”
Sol scowled at him, a smile twitching at the corners of his mouth. “What is there to say about it? You’re like twice my size to start with and your dick isnotin proportion to the rest of you. I always thought the porn vids were fake because it seemed so unreasonable to me. And now here I am putting it up my asshole on a regular basis.”
“You’ve watched Tozren porn vids?” Remma asked, fascinated by this revelation. He had watched a few of those vids, usually featuring some comparatively tiny human squirming around on a Tozren’s dick, and they’d never done much for him. But that was before he met Sol. “Is this some long-standing interest of yours?”
“Well—” Sol was definitely blushing. “I guess you could say I wasintrigued.”