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Ryland Grace has been tense as of late, and understandably so - either the weight of the Hail Mary mission and cracking the mystery of Astrophage on his mind, you offer a 'distraction' to him, to help relieve some stress.
(kinda part 2 to my other fic "Hail Mary, (I'm) Full of Grace" but this could be read on its own too. Idk, I just work here)
Again - one shot is NSFW so anyone under 18, please go do something else with your time.
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11 Apr 2026
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Living in space, being in a general state of terror, having been in a coma, and being adrift from the rest of humanity has done much for Dr. Ryland Grace, but it hasn’t broken his dick.
Evidently. Which is positive — yippee, penis functional! But also negative — boo, having yet another pressing biological need to attend to.
Or, Dr Grace pathetically jerks it in space, thinking of his crush, years of travel away.
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11 Apr 2026
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A routine debrief goes sideways and leaves Robert Robertson finishing a very strange shift after hours at SDN. In the quiet that follows, he and a junior dispatcher discover just how thin the line between professionalism and pent-up affection really is.
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“Ah, fuck me, this is—” he starts, hopeless.
“Yes,” you say, nodding once like he just propositioned.
You catch the shy, half-hovering hand that barely grazed the hollow of your palm and guide it under the hem of your sweatshirt, dragging his fingers against the hot skin of your belly. His breath stutters; his lashes flicker against your cheek as he leans in without meaning to.
“Please,” you murmur, feeling every word in your bones. “I can’t take this any more.”Bookmarked by squidwasslain
03 Feb 2026
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When isn't Robert stressed? Oh well, atleast he has you to come home to.
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03 Feb 2026
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"Robert’s face hovers above his, tilting Chad’s chin down until he’s looking down at Mecha Man again. The masked face presses against Chad’s dick, leaving kisses on the skin. He’s not half bad looking down there, with a fucked-out look in his eyes."
Flambae has a dream about his 'worst enemy' and his stupid dispatcher together.
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27 Jan 2026