Sunday, May 2, 2021

Six on Sunday - 4-POINT STAR, an Erotic Sci-Fi Romance

Six paragraphs from 4-POINT STAR, an erotic sci-fi romance.

1.  She started, unaware of where her gaze had been until he spoke. She felt the heat rush to her cheeks as she averted her face. There could be no secrets between them. There could be no lies or half-truths separating them. They needed to be open and honest in order to keep their ship—and themselves—in peak physical form. “I was wondering if you would be spending this tour of duty in the buff,” she managed to admit without stammering.

2. There was a jarring sense of weightlessness as the ship went into vertical mode, but she was able to grab her seat again and hoist herself into it. As soon as she settled back on the cushion, Tolo reached over and slapped something on the side of the upper armrests. A set of restraints popped out from underneath the seat and wrapped around her waist. Before she could ask about her upper half, a pair of padded belts looped over her shoulders and dropped down to where they meshed with the one around her middle.

3. Leaning against the wall, she watched in silence. His head was down. His thick mass of black hair hung like a curtain across his face, shielding it from view. She couldn’t tell if his measured movements were automatic, from weariness, because he was deep in thought, or a combination of all three. She was also aware of the fact that he sported one of those inconspicuous uniforms, but the computer, or whatever had created it, hadn’t gotten his dimensions correct. The muscles in his chest and arms looked like they were about to burst through the fabric at any second.

4. “I keep hearing about how long this war has taken. Everything you have tried has failed. For decades, eons, this battle has resulted in nothing but one big fat stalemate. I am beginning to think you do not want this war to end, because when it does, what will happen to you? What will happen to all of you yahoos? You will lose your jobs. You will lose your big, fat, important statures. You do not want this war to end! You do not care one iota about the K’Stollians. You do not give a flying fart about the fact that the planet’s population is decimated to the point where they have to reach out to other planets and other lifeforms to run their warships. Well, what are you going to do when they cannot find any further lifeforms, huh? What are you going to do then?”

5. “No. As in what we could be facing. Our extinction.” She lifted her eyes to find him gazing at her with concern. What the hell. What did she have to lose? “Tolo, in the short time we have come to know each other, I think we have formed a connection. And, for some weird reason, the thought we could be dead in a few days, or I could lose you just…” Her voice hitched in her chest. She tried to make light of it. “Stupid, huh? I mean, we are supposed to keep it professional, right?”

6. “No other Visl in the history of the Gaspiel has been Terran, much less a crewmember from another warship,” the Dagian informed them. “Our Visls are strong and compliant females. They are intelligent. Brave. And giving. But Sienna is special. She is a seasoned warrior. She has experience and training we have never encountered or knew we needed. I had trouble believing her when she first espoused her theories, but over and over she has been proven to be correct. It is only because of her that we were able to contact you. It is only because of Sienna that you are here.”

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