Langsyne: an erotic space opera short

Em Shimizu

W. McLellan & Company

About this ebook

Sabinus and his pet have walked into a subtle but nasty trap: a simulation that digs through their memories and alters their perceptions accordingly. Unless they figure out a way to overcome the sim, their minds may be stuck inside forever. Problem is? They don't seem interested in leaving.

Space pirate Sabinus Terchan is determined to unravel his pet's secrets. Secrets that may or may not be related to his own murky, discarded past -- which he can no longer ignore when he and his pet get trapped in a memory simulator. Dredging up old dirt is always a pain in the neck, but this particular experience proves to be quite entertaining indeed...

She's become an obsession, he realizes. And obsessions are dangerous.

Too bad danger turns him on.

(a science fiction erotica short featuring mild dominance and submission)

Excerpt:

He’d wound her hair around his fingers and wrist the way he liked to when he wasn’t otherwise toying with the rest of her body. It was an act she’d come to associate with ****sucking, and she was dismayed to find her breath quickening accordingly and her mouth beginning to water. But in their current positions, she wouldn’t be able to reach him even if he let her. And he seemed content right now to hold her head in place, keeping her gaze fixed on him.

She swallowed. (Really, what was she, an animal?)

Still, she just couldn’t stop thinking about his ****. The way it tasted. The way it felt in her hands, in her mouth, between her legs. The subtle, fleeting shift of his expression right before he came – that she had learned to look for and anticipate, despite or maybe because of his usual fixed sneer.

Would the simulation be able to capture that? Would it be able to extract the memory of his taste from her mind and incorporate it into this peculiar little dreamscape? If anyone really was watching this unfold, out there in physical space, what would they think?

More importantly, she hoped the sim wasn’t so sensitive that he could see her thoughts running across her face. Even out there, she didn’t like facing him when her mind started spinning out of control like this. Didn’t relish the idea, silly as it was, that he could look into her eyes and read her like an open manual. He already seemed to read her well enough without any help.

And right now, she really wanted to suck his ****.

Damn.