As per your reply to my comment I am here to humbly request part 3 of the ogre-orgy story 👉👈🥺
Pretty please I love your writing <3
Hi darling! Gladly. If you haven't read, heres part 1 and part 2.
When the humans found you again, you were covered in cum from head to toe, having been on your knees all morning after all guards rubbed their orgasms over you. They wanted to take you with them, claiming they had been looking for you. You flipped them off, your old training coming in handy when he approached you. You kicked their asses and when an ogre guard found you with a few humans laying around, he grabbed you and threw you over her shoulder.
From that point on, you were never left alone. They protected you like their most precious treasure, leaving you right next to the gold and jewels they found. You were a treasure for them, too. And you liked it so much you felt intoxicated by it. You were a cum dumpster for them, but a golden one. One that they would protect and cherish, one that they would do anything to keep happy. So much, that when you asked to be (finally) fucked they formed a line and waited for orders.
You sat yourself on your new throne, the one they built for you, and opened your legs. You prepared yourself with your fingers, and stared as they grew increasingly louder, increasingly eager. When you said the word, a fight ensued, all of them wanted to be the first entering you. Your favorite guard won, the one that always came on your pussy and rubbed your clit with his seed until you came.
He entered you in one hard thrust, the blood of other ogres dripping from his body to yours. The wild and feral sensation intensified as you tasted blood on your lips. He fucked you like a piston and made you orgasm over and over. When he finally came inside of you, he filled you to the brim. You hummed happily and laid down again. After him, one after the other fucked you, the lady guards took your fav dildo and used it to peg you.
When they finished, you didn't even know your own name, and when the head of the guards pushed a plug inside of you to keep all the cum inside, you sighed, happily.
would you please make a prt 2 to the ogre story hun?🥺🩷
Part 1 can be found here.
After the orgy, everything changed. You stopped being caged at night, always being passed around to one guard to another. Nobody fucked you fully, but that didn't stop them from gropping you for hours to end. They pinched your nipples until you came all over yourself, they stared at your pussy as you masturbated for them, their face so close you could feel their breath on your clit. It drove you crazy. It was a never-ending parade of pleasure inside the guard's tent.
And now, you still do your daily walk, always accompained by the guards, they are your protectors, or maybe they just protect their personal pet. You are always covered in some kind of fluid, either cum or something else. Some of them enjoy pouring sticky substances on you, like honey, just so they could lick it off your body, their tongue so raspy and harsh that you felt it for hours after. Your poor pussy tingles with aftershocks when they do stuff like that to their puppy.
They supply you with an assortment of toys for you to play with, the only rule is that you can't come if none of them is there to witness. That's not really an issue, because there's always someone next to you, touching you, groping you, making you all wet so you have to stick your tiny fingers in your pussy and beg for them to help, to touch your pussy, too. But they never do, they laugh at you every time you ask. You don't understand why they wouldn't fuck you, but they help you with the dildos. Always pushing it in and out after you come a few times and aren't strong enough to hold your body anymore.
You are so used to the toys that sometimes they just leave them in, making you walk around with your legs pressed together so it won't fall out. They laugh as you pass, touching you to make you open your legs. The one who makes you open your legs always gets the first round of jerking off on you, their seed always in your face, some of it in your mouth, they push their covered fingers against your tongue and you eat their juices greedily. It's their price for making a fool out of the puppy, but you are the one enjoying it.
Imagine being a monster hunter following a lead just to be caught by the enemy. Some big ogres took you to their camp and locked you in a cell. You try to scape more times than one, but they don't treat you so bad, they are nice and compassive. You start to even like them a little. They should be your prey, but you become their pet. When they collar you and walk you around like a puppy, everyone coos at you and caress your hair. Over time they become cheeky, pinching your ass, pinching your nipples. You curse at them, but sometimes arousal gets the best of you and you whimper, making them laugh. You rub your thights together as you walk. You shouldn't be hot about being treated like a pet, but you can't help youself.
At some point they make you walk naked, exposing your body to everybody. You see them palming their erections, some ogre women rubbing their clit as you pass. They all seem to find you attractive, a pretty little human. They start to grope you when you pass by in your daily walk, traveling hands touching every part of you body, making you desperate, needy. Their hands are so fucking big, so harsh against your human skin... You are just their pet, and they enjoy playing with you.
And then they go further. They catch you masturbating on your cell, and they laugh at you, telling you to stop, they are going to make the puppy be an spectacle for all. They sit you in a big table in the middle of camp and give you a glass dildo. Your tiny pussy so stretched as you fuck your pussy desperately. Everyone gathered around you can see your insides as through the glass. The guards are closer to you, and they jerk off over your form, covering you in come. The audience burst into an orgy, making you more desperate, more horny, frantically rubbing the guards' semen over your body as you keep fucking yourself.
You forgot long time ago that you were supposed to be hunting them.
I Will Be Back One Day (Ryland Grace x Crewmate!Reader x Convict Simon)
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Pairing: Ryland Grace x GN!Crewmate!Reader x Convict Simon
Word Count: 5.8k
Summary: When one simple question opens up a possibility for Grace to reunite with his twin brother Colt, will he take that chance and bring you and Simon with him?
Warnings: Reader is called Red (Nicknamed after their spacesuit color like in Among Us), Coltland Twin AU, Colt isn't super old like he should be and is still doing stunts but is maybe like ten years older than Grace???, Unexplained science stuff that doesn't matter because I said so, Switching between use of Grace/Ryland
Tag List: @howlerwolfmax @xsoupnoop @ksmithyy @ilovvesleepp @cipher-004
Requested By: Anonymous
A/N: This request has had me buzzing ever since I got it and I really do enjoy the idea so much that I think I'm going to turn it into a mini series of our trios adventure on Earth with Colt (and Rocky at one point)! If there's any specific things you all would like to see our trio get into, shoot me a request and I'll slip it into the mini series! Thank you all so much for the love and support!
"If you could go back to Earth for a day, would you do it?"
The question constantly rang through Grace's mind ever since the day you mentioned it while on a walk with him just last week. It was a simple question, one he thought himself every once in a blue moon whenever he began to miss the life he once had but for some reason when you asked it, it seemed to linger and stick out much more prominently in his mind. Some nights while you and Simon were fast asleep beside him, he would stare out the window in the bedroom and allow that question to plague his very thoughts until he couldn't sleep anymore. It distracted him some days during class with the pebbles and even now as he sat and attempted to read his book on the couch, he couldn't focus on the words in front of him and he was almost certain he must've re-read the paragraph he was on at least ten times already if not more. He hated how just one simple question took up so much space in his head and he hated himself more for allowing it to happen.
If he could go back, would he? To put it simply: Yes, he would. He would go for one reason and one reason only though, and that was to see Colt.
Grace was almost positive that Colt had beaten himself up over not answering his texts or even taking his calls during those three hours that Stratt had given him and he was certain that at this point Colt had assumed him to be dead, or forced himself to believe whatever story that Stratt and the others had thrown together to hail those on the Hail Mary as heroes.
Despite that, he wanted nothing more than to see his (by one minute) older twin brother, to tell him that everything that happened wasn't his fault and that in some strange way, things worked out better than he ever could've thought. He managed to save not only Earth but Erid as well with Rocky's help then turned around and saved Rocky's life before he settled down on Erid with not just one but two amazing, supportive, and loving partners to begin his new life when the mission he was sent on was nothing more than a suicide run. In his mind, how could it get any better than that?
"Hey, you got a minute?" You spoke as you leaned over the back of the couch, your arms lazily wrapping around Grace's neck as you placed your head beside his, taking a gander at his book then at him when you deemed it not worth your time. Grace would turn his attention to you, having been torn away from his thoughts the moment he felt your touch on him.
"For you? I have several." He flirted, a small smile appearing on his face as you gently rolled your eyes, pressing a kiss to his cheek before straightening up, giving his shoulders a gentle squeeze as your hands landed there. They felt tense, tenser then usual and it had you a little concerned as you gently began to rub at them, your thumb pressing into a rather tight knot you located which resulted in a small noise escaping his throat.
"Remember how I asked you before if you could go back to Earth for a day, would you do it?" Here he was hoping for some sort of distraction yet here you were again bringing up that question that seemed to be embedded into his brain and consumed every waking thought he had. With a frown now on his face, Grace would give a nod, marking the page in his book and placing it aside on the couch as he soon sighed when you pressed out another knot.
"I do remember. To be honest, that question hasn't left my mind since you asked it of me." He told you as he leaned back against the couch, running a hand through his messy blonde locks to stare up at you. You watched him closely, your hands adjusting on his shoulders as he lifted his arm. His blue gaze met yours after a moment and he immediately noticed the slight twitch at the corner of your mouth. You were planning something, he could tell, he just wasn't sure as to what.
"Do you have an answer for that question?" You asked, head slightly tilted as he studied your face closely now to try and figure out just where you were going with this. Why were you suddenly so interested in this particular topic? Sure he could probably still get some astrophage from Rocky and try to go back to Earth on the Hail Mary but he did the math several times before, ran the numbers over and over in hopes of a new outlook, but there was none; He would die before even reaching the Milky Way galaxy. Still, to help entertain your question and whatever you had going on in that mind of yours, he gave a small nod.
"If I could go back for a day, I would take it, yes." He answered truthfully, reaching his hand around to take yours in his own before bringing it to his lips, gently pressing a kiss to your palm as he spoke against it. "Though I would bring you and Simon with me. Heck, I'd even drag Rocky with and show you all everything I could within that day."
That's when the grin on your face broke out and you leaned down to his level, gently pressing a kiss to his cheek as you took your hand back from him.
"Then pack your bags. We're leaving tomorrow morning."
This couldn't be real, it didn't feel real to Grace yet the longer he stared out the cockpit window and towards Earth in all her glory, he began to realize this was very much real and not some weird dream he was currently in.
When you had told him to pack his bags that day, confusion was one of the few things he felt in that moment but alongside that there was a small sliver of hope, one so thin you wouldn't be able to see it with the naked eye. He tried to tell you it wasn't possible, that every outcome he had worked out wouldn't allow him to go back to Earth, yet you simply stood behind the couch and watched him as he paced the length of the living room, waving his hands around to emphasis his point.
"You done?" You had questioned him after he had finished his very lengthy explanation as to why it wasn't possible, an unimpressed look on your face as you crossed your arms before you began to explain just how it was going to happen. By terms of using the Hail Mary he was very much correct, the trip would be impossible and he would die.
However, it was very much possible to make the trip in the ship the Eridians, alongside you and Simon, had constructed and even tested over the course of several weeks. You and Simon weren't rocket scientists by any means and there was a lot of science and chemistry and other things that had you both stumped but with the help of your Eridian friends (and Grace's NASA level laptops), you were able to make an extremely mini version of the Skeld, one about the size of a drop-ship that was powered by astrophage engines but packed with a singular hyperdrive module with enough fuel to power it for a trip to Earth and back to Erid. To put it simply, Grace was star struck.
"So, that's Earth?" You questioned as you tilted your head, leaning forward on the console before you to try and get a better look of it. It was very… Blue; You knew Grace had told you that a majority of Earth was water but seeing it in person was something else entirely. Grace turned his attention to you, a small breath escaping him as he gave a nod and looked back to planet before him, his heart hammering in his chest; Despite a few noticeable changes to Antarctica in particular, Earth looked like it had healed in the time that the beetles returned to Earth and the taumoeba was sent to do it's job of removing astrophage from Venus.
"Yeah that… That's home." Grace explained and shifted his gaze to Simon next, watching the way he looked over the console before him with a concentration that Grace had really only seem him use when he was really into the moment; He piloted the Hail Mary after Grace and Rocky saved him from the blood ocean, it was only fitting he pilot this ship as well given he had a say in how it operated and how the controls worked.
"It's pretty from up here but I wanna see what it looks like on the ground. Where do we gotta go from here?" You asked Grace as you took hold of your tablet from the console in front of you, tapping at a few things before a diagram of Earth appeared just in front of the three of you. Simon eyed the diagram quietly before looking towards Grace, watching the way the blonde tilted his head as he thought about the current rotation that Earth was in; From the looks of it, morning should be making its way across the western hemisphere so the ship would need to fly towards the other side of the planet.
"There." Grace pointed as the diagram spun to show the corresponding hemisphere and as you zoomed in on the planet, Grace continued to pinpoint each location until finding the exact location he wanted: San Francisco, California. "We can't just land right in the city itself so we'll need to find a field or some sort of clearing to land the ship in…"
"We'll figure that out once we break through the atmosphere then. If I can get this ship moving fast enough, we can fly in under the cover of night so we won't raise too much suspicion." Simon spoke as he began to flick through a few switches after some basic coordinates were put into the co-pilot system on the ship; It wasn't that Simon didn't trust himself to pilot the ship, he was welded into a sub with no instructions on how to pilot that and he was able to figure it out, but it was still nice to have some backup here and there in case something happened that he couldn't fix. With everything put in, Simon powered up the ship and took off from where it currently sat.
As Earth began to grow closer and closer, Grace could feel his heart pounding harder and harder in his chest; The main goal after landing was trying to find Colt and the longer he thought about it, Grace wasn't certain how to even begin his search. He still remembered Colt's cellphone number like the back of his hand but did he still use it? Things happen, numbers change, so would it be worth the call whenever you landed? Heck, how was he even going to make that call? It wasn't like he had a cellphone anymore. He supposed he'd need to find somewhere or someone and ask if he could use their phone.
Another thought struck him while thinking on that, one that had his heart clenching tightly in his chest and his stomach dropping; What if something had happened to Colt? What if he was dead and this trip was pointless? Well, he supposed it wouldn't be completely pointless because he could still show you and Simon Earth in all it's glory instead of showing you both through laptop screens, but the thought still remained.
With a shake of his head, he tried to rid himself of those thoughts and replace them with the current situation. Right now all that mattered was that the three of you landed on Earth in one piece.
Despite countless testing in and out of Erid's atmosphere, the entry into Earth was anything but gentle but at the beginning end of the day, you all survived and took that as a win. Simon had kept high enough in the sky to avoid any detection so early in the morning and after some flying around, eventually found a place to land just outside of San Francisco in a rather secluded area. The treeline and bushes would be enough to hide the ship from anyone passing by and if someone had gone digging around, well, here's to hoping no one did.
After landing and ensuring the ship was properly powered down, Grace moved to stand beside the control panel that would lower the ramp and allow you to exit the ship, but his hand hesitated over the panel. Was he ready for this? The last memory he had of Earth was being pinned to the ground and drugged against his will, after all. As if sensing his hesitation and noting the way he seemed to space out where he stood, you moved beside Grace, taking his hand in your own as you offered him a small smile of reassurance.
"If you need a moment we can wait. This is a pretty big step for you, we understand that, so you take as long as you need, alright?" You comforted him, gently squeezing his hand in your own as Simon stood beside you, looking at Grace with that same comforting gaze in his eyes. Grace couldn't help the small smile that spread across his face, returning the gentle squeeze of your hands together; You and Simon had really given him everything and he couldn't be more grateful for the partners he was gifted with, even in a time like this where he thought his return to his home planet was impossible.
"Thank you but… I'm ready to go." His hand would press his hand against the panel and with a low hiss, the ramp of the ship lowered until it had touched the dirt below, a small puff of dirt rising from where it had collided with the ground. Carefully, Grace led the way down the ramp and as he took his first step back on Earth, he felt the tears beginning to well in his eyes. As Grace took in the sight around him, he spotted in the distance that as the sun slowly began to rise off the coastline, the early morning fog was beginning to roll in off the coast. Seeing that sight again, seeing Earth again, it had the tears running down his face without him realizing it.
"Fuck, Grace. This is what you were seeing every morning? This is beautiful..." Simon commented on the scene before his gaze was turned elsewhere, taking in the foliage of the area and the overall fact that this was just one tiny section of Earth, that there was still so much more to see than just this one area you stood in.
For once, after Simon's choice of wording hit his ears, Grace didn't reprimand him for his language because of the sole fact that he agreed with it. He missed this, and sure Rocky, Adrian, and the other Eridians had done an amazing job replicating it in the biodome but it would never compare to the real thing no matter how hard they tried.
"Yeah this… I saw this every morning when waking up and even on my way to work." Grace explained as he took a few steps closer so he could attempt to get a better view and with a shaky breath, he moved his hand up to rub at his eyes and wipe the tears away before you or Simon had caught sight of them. After taking some time to collect himself and giving you and Simon ample time to properly ensure the ship wouldn't be found, the next task arrived: Finding Colt.
Grace had gone on ahead, saying he was going to see if any early morning hikers were out. The area looked like a pretty good place to take a hike or perhaps just a walk in general and if he could find one person who would allow him to use their phone, that's all he would need. Luckily for him he ended up finding someone; A woman in her late twenties who had gladly given him her phone to use after he had lied and said his own phone had died some ways into his own hike.
After moving aside but still remaining within the females line of sight so she didn't think he was stealing her phone, Grace quickly typed in Colt's number and with a shaky hand, raised it to his ear as he began to pace. It took a second for the call to connect but once it did and the connection line began to ring, his heart began to pound all over again.
'Come on Colt please… Please answer this time…' Grace thought and would come to a stop, a disappointed look crossing his features as the call was eventually sent to voicemail. Maybe the number didn't belong to his brother anymore, perhaps something had happened to hi-
The voicemail message rang in his ears seconds after.
'Colt Seavers, I'm currently busy on a shoot or watching your phone call go to voicemail because I just didn't wanna answer it. Regardless, leave a message and maybe I'll hit you up afterwards.'
Should Colt have told Jody about this sudden trip of his? Probably. Did he? Of course not.
After walking off set to take a quick break from one of his latest stunts, he had taken hold of his phone to text Jody and after noticing a voicemail was left from an unknown number, he considered deleting or at the very least just ignoring it all together but something inside him was telling him he should listen to it. With a couple taps on his phone and leaning himself up against one of the nearby equipment cases with a wave to a passing crew member who complimented his stunt, he listened to the automated voice on the other end tell him he had one new voicemail.
"Umm… Hey Colt." His blood ran cold. "I need your help." His eyes went wide. "If um, if this is your number still, I need a pick me up."
When the director had called for Colt to return to the set for the next scene, Colt had thrown him some half-assed excuse after hanging up the phone and bolted towards his trailer to grab his things before he sprinted to the parking lot without so much as another word. He didn't even change out of the costume he was currently wearing because to him, that voicemail was more important than whatever stunt outfit he currently wore; He'd apologize to the costume department later on. Once he reached the lot, he jumped into that beat up pickup truck he called his, tossed his stuff into the passenger seat and with a roar from the engine, tore out of the lot and to the location mentioned in the voicemail.
His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and questions; Was that actually Ryland in that message? Or was it someone trying to use Colt's feelings of regret against him in a revenge plot with what happened to Tom? That was so long ago and it was a stupid idea to think about, but that was still a viable possibility to him. Regardless, he couldn't give a damn and in some ways he probably should've, he was putting his potential life on the line trusting a random voicemail that was left on his phone, but somewhere deep inside himself he trusted that the person on the other line was his brother and he'd be damned if he abandoned him a second time.
Colt had probably broken at least ten different traffic laws in his attempt to get to the location Ryland had described in his message and while Jody may have a few choice words for him when those tickets came in the mail, he'd weasel his way out of the consequences one way or another. As he turned onto the dirt road and tore down it with the same high speed he showed on the highways, his eyes would narrow slightly upon the clearing just ahead of him. He knew this location, it was the spot he had come to every couple of nights to look at the stars and to just think.
As the truck slowly rolled to a stop, Colt killed the engine and sat in silence for a moment. His grip on the wheel was tight, his heart pounding hard in his chest as he scanned over the location; It looked pretty empty to him so did that mean his earlier thought was correct? Was it just some revenge plan to get back at him for Tom? His fingers tapped against the wheel, his mind still racing with thoughts before he huffed.
"Dammit Seavers." He cursed himself before he got out of the truck anyway, slamming the door shut behind him before he walked towards the front of it. His gaze shifted around the area, his blue gaze darting from one direction to the next and as he came to a stop in front of the truck, his eyes squinted towards one of the tree lines in the distance. Hidden within the foliage he could make out what looked to be pieces of metal, perhaps belonging to some abandoned vehicle but to him, it was way too big to be some kind of small vehicle. Maybe some sort of trailer? Or perhaps a spacecr-
Colt would whip around at the sound of a twig snapping nearby, his eyes narrowed as he prepared himself to either fight or flight, whichever his body decided on first but as the reason for the twig snapping came into view, he felt his body become cemented to the spot.
There, just a few feet from him, stood Ryland.
Despite so much time having passed, Colt didn't think Ryland looked any older than he last remembered him looking; His hair was messy, his glasses askew on his face (It brought a bittersweet smile to Colt's face, even after all this time he still couldn't wear his glasses correctly), he wore a white spacesuit that he immediately recognized even with the top half wrapped around his waist and one of Grace's many stupid science pun shirts on underneath it. Colt recalled that suit in the log he was sent by Stratt once the beetles returned to Earth; "For your eyes only." Stratt had told him over the phone as the USB had his name scribbled on with sharpie.
Seeing the outfit in person was surreal but then again, seeing your supposed dead sibling was just as surreal. Neither sibling dared to make a move for some time, both just staring the other down with wide, glossy eyes. Grace was the first to break out of that trance, a smile forced onto his face.
"You came…" Grace spoke with a slight quiver in his voice as he carefully took a step forward towards Colt. The twin replicated his movement, swallowing hard.
"You called." He responded, trying to play it off in that nonchalant tone of his but with the way his voice cracked, it told Grace that he was barely holding his emotions together and with a few more steps towards him driven by the pure need to ensure this moment was real, Colt would grab Grace by his wrist and pull him into a tight hug, burying his head into his brothers shoulder as a quiet sob escaped him upon realizing this moment was very much real. Grace wrapped his arms tightly around Colt in response, his own head buried against his brother as the two siblings simply existed within the moment. Ryland was alive, he was okay after all this time; He didn't die up in space like Colt had begun to believe after so long of staring up at the stars.
You and Simon had been watching from a respectful distance, a smile appearing on your face as a warmth spread through your chest at seeing the brothers reunited after so long. All those long nights you and Simon had stayed up after Grace had fallen asleep working on the plans for the ship, those stressful days when the hyperdrive just simply wouldn't work, when the plans you had come up with went up in flames over and over again with each test were suddenly worth it to see the moment playing out just a few feet away from you.
Shifting yourself closer to Simon, you wrapped your arms around his midsection and rested your head against him. He looked down at you, adjusting his stance and pulling you into a one armed hug.
"I think this was well worth it in the end." You told him and Simon nodded in agreement as he watched Colt and Grace finally pull away from one another with tear stained faces. "Yeah, I think it was too." Simon confirmed beside you, his thumb gently rubbing against your side.
Colt would move his hands to Grace's face, a small, breathless laugh escaping him as he looked Grace over again.
"You're actually here this is… Do you realize how insane this is? Damn, did you even age? You look just as you did a decade ago." Colt spoke with a slight quiver in his voice, his cheeks tear stained from the tears that fell just moments ago. Grace would laugh in his own way, giving a small nod as he moved his hands up to grab at his brothers hands before pulling them away from his face.
"I know it's… It's very insane and yes, I have aged it's just a very long scientific thing that you're not gonna want to hear right now." Grace answered as he looked back towards the foliage then at Colt who was laughing lightly at his response. "I need you to meet some people though. They're… They're the reason I'm here right now." Grace continued as he stepped back from Colt for a moment, letting go of his hands to properly turn and wave as a signal. "You guys can come out now!"
With some hesitation, you and Simon made your way out from where you both resided, moving to stand on either side of Grace as you both eyed Colt carefully. Grace turned to look back at Colt, motioning to you and Simon as the twin stared with rather wide eyes, his mouth slightly agape. "Colt, this is Simon and Red. As I said, they're the reason I'm here right now and they're uh… They're also my partners."
Colt's eyebrows suddenly shot up as he looked between you, Simon, and Grace. Before he only had the one question but now as he looked between the three of you yet again, a million new questions arose.
"So, lemme get this straight." Colt began, pinching the bridge of his nose as his eyes closed as he attempted to gather his thoughts after everything that Grace had just hit him with. "You didn't meet just one alien out in space, but three?" Colt questioned as he opened his eyes to look back at the three of you. After the meeting in the clearing, Grace had asked Colt to take the three of you to get food because if there was one other thing Grace missed more than his brother, it was Earth food. So, Colt did just that and had taken the three of you to a diner he always favored after shooting stunts all day and wanted nothing more than artery clogging food.
"Technically two." You corrected, motioning to Simon who sat beside you eating away at his hamburger; An actual one at that and not the meburgers like back on Erid. He understood why Grace missed the food so much because he could certainly pound away at least three more if he was allowed too. "Simon is more human than alien, it's just the mutations that make him look alien."
While you had some concerns about Simon's mutations before leaving, Colt had informed you that he would be alright and if anyone had asked any questions, he'd pass it off that the four of you were all working on a movie together and just left the set to go on lunch given he was still very much dressed in costume; It was an easy fix to pass the mutations off as fake film prosthetic so Simon wouldn't feel uncomfortable while out and you didn't have to waste any supplies you brought with just in case something happened while on your trip here.
Colt looked from you to Simon, giving the man a small nod though he still had trouble believing that the man with razor sharp teeth sticking out of his cheek wasn't alien in at least some way but he guessed he would take your word for it; According to Ryland you were a medic, after all so you hopefully knew your stuff. "Right, my apologies. Wait back to you though-" Colt moved the hand away from his face, pointing at you as you ate a fry off your plate with an eyebrow raised. "Is your name really Red? How are you alien when you look exactly like the rest of us?"
"No, my name isn't really Red, it was the codename I used while on my mission to a planet called Polus which is a whole other story on its own." You explained with a wave of your hand before you returned to your own plate of food. "And trust me, my home planet is lightyears away from Earth. I'm just as much an alien as Rocky is."
Colt could only stare at you as you spoke, his mind still swimming with all the information that Grace had dumped on him on the way here and now after you said that, his mind was drowning. Shifting his gaze to his brother, Grace looked away from you to Colt and gave a small laugh at his brother's expression.
"It's a lot, isn't it? Sorry to dump it all on you at once." Grace grinned which had Colt sighing, a hand rubbing across his face before he leaned back in his seat and ran it through his hair to try and ground himself in the moment.
"A lot is a drastic understatement, Ry." Colt informed his brother, shaking his head before he leaned forward once more, his arms now resting on the table. A silence fell between the table and after some time, Colt was the one to break through the silence.
"So, what now?" Colt questioned as he looked between the three of you, eyebrow raised. "Are you staying on Earth permanently? A couple of days? Hours?"
The question had Grace stunned; As excited and anxious as he was to return to Earth, he didn't even consider what would happen afterwards. He knew Rocky, Adrian, and the others were waiting back on Erid to ensure their trip was a success, but was he willing to leave his brother behind again after having just reunited? Sure it would be on better terms but at the same time he had missed out on so much after being shot up into space that he wasn't sure he wanted to leave just yet either.
You watched Grace closely as you messed with the napkin in your hand, your head slightly tilted; Little did Grace know, you and Simon had already thought this part out, or at least to a small degree without his input yet.
"We have enough fuel in the hyperdrive for the trip back to Erid. After that, we'd have to make more to even attempt another trip here and we're unsure of how long that would be given how lucky we were to make what we did." You explained as you looked to Colt then back to Grace, putting the napkin down on the table as you leaned back and crossed your arms as the twins watched you in curiosity. "The hyperdrive takes a trip that should be x-amount of lightyears long and condenses it into a few hours long instead."
Grace's eyes would widen with each word you said, his leg bouncing under the table as he looked to Colt then to you and Simon, his eyes beginning to form a pleading look in them. "Then.. Can we stay? For a couple days? Maybe like, I don't know, a week?" He begged you and Simon, more than ready to get on his knees if he had too. Simon would laugh lightly as he heard Grace, looking at him now.
"I mean, you do have to show us around after all. I'm not going back to Erid until I see a proper forest." Simon commented, finishing up his food and leaning back in his seat as he draped his arm over the back of your own chair. You looked towards Simon then at Grace then towards Colt, an eyebrow raised in his direction.
"Would you be able to house us for a week?" You questioned the older twin who seemed stunned at your request which was rare for the stunt man; Jody would kill him- Scratch that- will kill him for bringing home his assumedly deceased twin brother and his two partners, but he'd deal with that later on.
"I mean, I don't see an issue with it. Gives me time to catch up with my brother and his oh-so-lovely alien partners." He teased you and Simon, not missing the way you both rolled your eyes at his remark before engaging in another conversation with him about what he did for a living.
Grace, on the other hand, could feel his shoulders sagging in relief and his eyes beginning to well with tears as he watched the three of you talk as though you had been friends forever and didn't just meet a mere two hours or so ago. In a way, he kinda regretted not bringing Rocky but perhaps when you all returned to Erid, another batch of hyperdrive fuel could be whipped up so he could make the journey. It was only fair he visit Earth too, after all; He was one of its saviors.
As he moved a sleeve up to wipe at his eyes before the tears fell yet again, he already begun to plan out the week before him; There was so much to do and so little time but he was going to ensure whatever he planned, the three of you would be involved one way or another.
Ryland was getting ready to leave for school. “I'll see you later, baby” he said, adjusting his tie and leaning down to press a kiss to your lips like he did every day.
The moment his lips touched yours, the thick, slick product transferred to his lips. The warm scent of vanilla filled his senses, making him pull back slightly.
“Is this a new lip balm?” he asked, his eyes dropping from your eyes to your mouth. You hummed in response, “Yeah, I bought it recently”
While he was used to kissing you with lip balm on, you had never used a flavoured one before.
“M’kay” he muttered. He dipped back down to kiss you properly, his grip on your face tightening as he tasted the vanilla. His tongue swiped across your bottom lip. Usually, your morning parting kisses were quick because he had to rush out on his bike to reach school on time. Today, however, he lingered. He kept moving his lips against yours, lost in the feel of your mouth as the vanilla mixed with the lingering taste of coffee on his tongue.
For the rest of the day, he couldn't stop kissing you. He kept finding excuses to steal a quick peck, or better yet, pull you into a proper kiss. You were literally just existing, and the man was all over you, constantly leaning in with a quick, “Lemme just...” before pulling you into a smooch. You had to reapply the lip balm dozens of times because half of what you applied ended up on his lips, or directly into his system because he kept licking it off.
A few days later, he kissed you expecting that familiar vanilla flavour he had grown to love. Instead, a sweet, fruity scent hit him just before his lips landed on yours. He made a muffled noise against your mouth before pulling back, his tongue darting out to taste his own lips.
“It’s different” he whispered.
“What?” you asked.
“The flavour” he replied, “It’s not vanilla”
“It’s peach” you informed him.
His gaze dropped to your lips, noticing the sheer, light nude tint.
“‘S nice” he murmured. He leaned in to kiss you again, his tongue brushing the corner of your mouth. A tiny amount of the balm transferred to his tongue before it entered your mouth and he deepened the kiss. When he finally pulled back, you raised your hand to his face, your fingers gently wiping away the excess product smeared below his lips.
“If this keeps up, I'm going to run out of this balm way too soon” you teased.
“You have more than one, so it's fine” he said softly with a small smile.
The next few days went exactly the same way, with Ryland kissing you insistently as if he had absolutely no control over himself.
Then came the day you chose a new flavour - cherry, which left a sheer, slight red tint on your lips. Ryland noticed the difference immediately. The day went on as usual, except Ryland kept cutting you off in the middle of your sentences just to kiss you. Sometimes, his tongue would brush your lips before his actual mouth even touched yours, making you gasp into the kiss.
You were looking at your phone, “Hey, Ry, about dinner, I was thinking-”
He suddenly stepped into your space, and captured your lips in a deep, needy kiss, devouring your mouth like he was trying to taste every drop of it. When he finally pulled back just enough to breathe, he murmured against your lips, “Sorry for interrupting you, babe”
You blinked, breathless, a little flush spreading across your cheeks, “It’s fine, but as I was saying-”
He leaned right back down, cutting you off again. His hands found your waist to pull you against him. Yeah, he’s not sorry in the slightest.
Another day brought another flavour - caramel. It amused him because he wasn't eating any toffee, yet he kept getting the sugary taste of it directly from your mouth. This flavour made him nip at your bottom lip a lot as if he were eating actual toffee.
One morning, you were getting ready for the day and reached out to grab whichever tube your fingers landed on first. Ryland, who was tucking his shirt into his jeans, suddenly stopped you.
“Baby, can you...” he trailed off. His eyes were trained on the peach lip balm in your hand, “Can you use the cherry one today?”
You paused, processing his words, before a slow smile spread across your face, “Oh, do you like the cherry one, Ry?” you teased.
A light blush spread across his cheeks, and he finally forced himself to look into your eyes, "Uh, n-no, nothing like that. It just...” He stumbled over his words, trying to find an excuse, “It just tastes the best out of all of them” he managed to say.
You laughed softly, switching the peach tube for the cherry one, “You know, you could just use it on yourself, right?”
He stepped closer to you the second you finished applying it, wrapping his arms around you, “Won't taste as good as it does from you” he murmured, before leaning down to kiss you.
I'm leaving you all this evening with one final thought that I think was really cute lol
Adrian and Rocky going on what is essentially the Eridian's version of a date and it's literally to watch you and Ryland sleep. That it. That's the idea. For the eight ( sometimes more ) hours that you two are sleeping, Adrian and Rocky are watching and either talking softly amongst themselves, usually acute observations from Adrian who is not as used to Human culture as Rocky like
'Grace speak while sleeping, question?'
'Yes, normal human thing.'
'Weird, weird, weird.'
Or they're sitting in silence working on individual projects. Adrian usually works on a tool to help the biodome function better and Rocky works on something to help your lives inside the biodome function better. Nothing about the quiet is bothersome, in fact, Rocky really likes spending time with Adrian like that. And Adrian really likes spending time with Rocky like that ( He's usually info-dumping, this is when Adrian gets some PEACE ).
The only real time this changes and they ask other Eridian's to watch the two of you sleep are when they're laying eggs and resting over them during the incubation period. And even then, as time goes on on Erid, maybe they build you and Ryland another tunnel ( sort of like the book ) connected biodome so you can watch Adrian and Rocky sleep over their eggs. It becomes sort of your home away from home for a while and is retro-fitted once the eggs hatch to be another meeting place for your families to spend time with each other.
Made for Lovin' You (Ryland Grace x Crewmate!Reader x Convict Simon)
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Pairing: Ryland Grace x GN!Crewmate!Reader x Convict Simon
Word Count: 7.6k
Summary: The Eridians join together to bother you, Grace, and Simon about your relationship and when the next step will happen. After said talk, you decide to take the lead and one thing leads to another.
Warnings: 18+ CONTENT AHEAD [SMUT], Reader is called Red (Nicknamed after their spacesuit color like in Among Us), Pet Names (Sunshine, Starlight, Sweetheart, etc.), I believe a singular use of [Y/N], Reader wearing Grace/Simon's clothing, Grace being filthy with his actions, Spitting, Fingering, Blowjob, Nipple play, Penetrative sex, Biting/Marking, there's more I may be forgetting so please bare with me here
Tag List: @howlerwolfmax @xsoupnoop @ksmithyy @ilovvesleepp @cipher-004
A/N: Two in one night and guess what? It's the smut chapter. This took me so many drafts to write because I kept coming up with more and more ideas that I ended up stressing myself out over it until I took a breather and came back with this! This is my first gender neutral writing so please bare with me. In the future if anyone would like gender specific smut, please let me know! Otherwise, enjoy!
"When Red and Red's mates do mating and make pebbles, question?" Melon had suddenly sprung on you while you worked in the clinic and the question quiet literally took your breath away, a choked noise escaping you as you had choked on the water you were attempting to drink just seconds before the question was directed towards you. You slammed the cup down onto the counter, spitting out whatever water had made its way into your mouth to eliminate the risk of choking on more of it before you began to cough to try and clear your lungs out of the sudden intruder, your fist hitting your chest to help ease the pain as you lowered your head for but a moment. Melon began to panic in response to your coughing, scurrying over to your side to try and ensure you were okay even as you waved off the worried Eridian upon their arrival to your side.
"I-I'm fine just- Melon what the fuck-" You wheezed out, coughing a few more times for good measure before looking down at them with wide eyes. There was just no way you were about to have this conversation right now, let alone with Melon out of all the Eridians on this planet.
"Melon apologizes for sudden question, but Melon curious!" Melon waved their arms to emphasis their statement as they continued. "Melon notice how Simon been very touchy with Red and how Red's heart beat fast! Red heart beat just as fast around Savior Grace too whenever he around!" They continued, soon beginning to list off several more reasons for why this 'mating session' needed to happen and you could feel your face going more and more red with each addition to the list; This was actually blowing your mind right now and not exactly in a good way.
"I- Melon okay hold on-" You began, watching the way Melon had suddenly stopped their talking and was now looking at you with what you could only assume was pure interest in whatever you were about to say as an excuse. "We just… We do things differently than Eridians do. There has to be time, okay? Plus like, ya know, we're still getting to know each other! We can't just rush into these things!"
"Red have much time to learn about Grace and Simon since arrival on Erid. Mating now!" Melon urged which caused you to whine and put your head into your hands, your face bright red now.
"Melon please…" You begged the Eridian to stop, only looking up when you heard the faint thuds as Canyon gently pushed Melon aside after they had made their way over, a noise escaping Melon as they began to complain to Canyon about being shoved so easily like that.
"Canyon apologize for Melon. Canyon understand where Red coming from, Melon and Canyon have yet to make pebbles." Canyon informed you which made you feel a little better. At least someone was understanding just where you were coming from but at the same time as far as you were aware, Eridians only mated to make pebbles, to continue on as a species and not for pleasure like you and your loves or anyone of your own species. Trying to explain that to Canyon and Melon would take a very long time and with the way things were going now, you were not ready for that kinda lesson in biology.
You did take note that Melon had a point; Ever since Simon had been given his new arm, suddenly his hands were everywhere on you; They almost always gravitated to your hips whenever you were working on something and he wanted to be near you but still have eyes on your project, your back always pressed against his chest and if you, Grace, and him had gone on a walk, your hands were always in his. Sometimes you'd catch him with a certain glint in his eyes and it would make you shudder each time you caught it but it never made its way past that, just lingering gazes and faint touches.
You made a face at the realization before a small sigh escaped you, running a hand through your hair as you leaned back in your seat to stare up at the ceiling as you contemplated your next movie and with a low hum, you glanced towards the door with an idea in mind.
Perhaps you would be the one to make the next move.
"When Grace mate with Simon and Red, question?" Rocky suddenly asked as he sat himself beside Grace on the shoreline of the beach, absentmindedly drawing random shapes into the sand below him as if he didn't just hit Grace with one, if not the most, wildest question ever asked since they first met. Grace would freeze beside the Eridian, his eyes blown wide and his face bright red as he suddenly turned his attention to Rocky.
"I- Excuse me?!" Grace exclaimed, his heart hammering in his chest at the fact that Rocky would just suddenly ask something so personal like that. It wasn't like Grace was asking Rocky when him and Adrian were going to make pebbles so why was he suddenly asking him this?
"Grace good hearing, Grace hear Rocky but Rocky repeat. When Grace mate with Simon and Red, question? Been on Erid long time, been on Hail Mary even longer. Enough time to know each other, statement." Rocky explained as he stood up from his resting position, turning to look at Grace with a tilt of his carapace. Grace just continued to stare at Rocky, his mouth hung open as he tried to think of something to tell him; Sure, he had a point. You all had been on Erid long enough and developed a much deeper relationship then when you all first arrived, but was it really the right time? Were you and Simon both comfortable with taking that next step already?
The more he thought on it, the more he slowly began to realize you were; The lingering touches from Simon late at night or in the early mornings, the constant teasing from you using his titles to see him riled up, or the gazes you both shot in his direction whenever he began to ramble on and on about some scientific breakthrough he was working on or even just some simple experiment he used to teach his students back on Earth that he was now going to teach the pebbles to do. The cues were always there, he just never caught them.
"Oh fudge…" Grace muttered as he moved his head into his hands, his face burning even more; He really couldn't take a hint, could he?
"Grace heart beating fast. Grace come to conclusion?" Rocky urged, moving closer to Grace as if trying to see the mans face despite it being hidden behind his hands. Grace would quietly nod, a small noise escaping him as the thought continued to build in his mind.
Yeah, he came to a conclusion alright and the more he thought on it, the more he was certain his heart was going to jump from his chest.
It was quiet in the greenhouse, the only noise that could be heard was the shuffling of Simon's boots across the ground or the occasional sound of potted plants and gardening equipment being moved around the greenhouse by Adrian. It was just the two of them today which he didn't mind, sometimes being alone with the Eridian helped him focus on the tasks at hand and made the day fly by without a thought.
"Adrian have question." Adrian began from where they stood nearby, adjusting the pot that they had moved but moments ago. Simon would hum in response to let Adrian know that he had heard them and to continue on with their question. "Simon been on Erid long time with mates… Have not mated yet though, question?" Adrian finished, turning to look back at Simon and noted the way his shoulders tensed and his body froze.
Simon would shift his gaze back, looking over his shoulder towards the turquoise colored Eridian who was gently tapping their clawed fingers together; Adrian really hoped they weren't overstepping with this question, but Rocky was the one who had come up with the idea that Grace, Red, and Simon needed to take the next step in their relationship or be stuck where they were forever. Melon had of course jumped all over the idea and while Canyon and Adrian were hesitant, they still agreed in the end.
"What… Where is this coming from?" Simon questioned as he turned to look at Adrian, worry suddenly laced in his eyes. "Did Grace say something? Or Red?"
"No!" Adrian stated, waving their hands in front of them as they made their way closer to Simon, a noise equivalent to a sigh escaping them. "Rocky wants Grace, Simon, and Red to take next step in relationship. Rocky afraid will never move onto next step without Eridian help." Adrian explained which had Simon relaxing slightly before his eyes narrowed a small bit; He made a mental note to have a strongly worded conversation with Adrian's mate later regardless of how this current conversation turned out.
"Really? He's out here sayin that?" Simon questioned, crossing his arms over his chest as he tapped his fingers against his biceps before he sighed in response. "Listen, where we're at right now in our relationship is… Comfortable. I wasn't allowed to have a relationship with someone, let alone two people back on Eden so I don't… I'm not sure how to even go about the next step and I don't want to fuck up what I already have going for me." He explained as he shifted his weight so he was properly leaning back against the workbench behind him. "I mean, I've seen… Things on Grace's laptop from Earth and how to go about some stuff but despite the advances I've been trying, I'm still new to all this touchy-feely stuff and I'm not even sure if they're hitting their marks…"
Adrian would listen to Simon attentively, their carapace perked before they gave a slow nod.
"Adrian see. Adrian believe advances are, as Simon say, 'hitting their marks'." Adrian confirmed which had Simon raising an eyebrow at them.
"How do you know?" Simon questioned, suddenly curious to know if the Eridians you all called family were secretly using your love life as some sort of romance entertainment. Adrian would let out a small noise, messing with their fingers again.
"Adrian see Red and Grace heart race when Simon around, have heard Grace and Red whisper about Simon. Nothing bad, never bad!" Adrian quickly added on as to not scare Simon before continuing. "Grace and Red love Simon very much. Want to take care of Simon, statement." Adrian finished, looking towards Simon now who had a faint blush on his cheeks as he looked away again, his lip bit.
He supposed in a way you and Grace would be the ones to take the lead on this matter, to help him and teach him just what came next in this relationship. With a small sigh and nod, Simon looked at Adrian with a small smile on his face.
"Thank you for telling me."'
"Was uh… Was Adrian acting weird today?" Grace had questioned after meeting up with Simon as he returned from the greenhouse biodome. Grace's hands were stuffed into his pockets as they walked though there was a faint blush on his face, his gaze looking everywhere but at Simon. Simon on the other hand looked calm and collected, even after what him and Adrian talked about earlier. In a way, it felt nice to get that stuff off his chest and now that it was, he felt a lot lighter.
"Weird as in…?" Simon questioned as he looked at Grace, an eyebrow raised. Grace would clear his throat, taking a hand out of his pocket to wave it around to emphasis the point in question.
"Just uh… Weird, ya know? Asking almost personal questions?" Grace spoke, watching the way Simon just looked at him in confusion.
"Um… I mean… I wouldn't say weird. Maybe a little personal but they were very formal about it." Simon answered as Grace blushed harder at his words. Oh great, if Adrian was going in on it just as much as Rocky was then that probably meant Melon and Canyon were, or at least had, interrogated you as well.
"Was it about… Ya know…" Grace asked another question but Simon, deciding to play dumb on the topic at hand, kept looking at Grace expectantly, as if he needed to break down the entire subject for him to properly understand.
"About what?" He responded but as he tried to keep a straight face, a small but sly grin began spreading across his face just moments before Grace answered him, his face having gone bright red. Grace glared at his partner, a huff escaping his chest as he caught on to just what Simon was doing and smacked his arm in response.
"You already know! You're grinning like you know!" He shouted, making his way up the steps to the house. Simon could only laugh as he followed Grace up the stairs, nodding his head.
"Okay yeah, I know what they asked about. I'm assuming Rocky asked you as well?" Simon spoke as he stopped just behind Grace outside the house. Grace nodded, his hand hovering over the door handle as he turned to look at Simon.
"He did and um… I mean… Do you think we're ready for that next step…? I mean you're still new to the whole relationship thing and we don't want to rush you into anything you're not ready for…" Grace spoke though there was some hesitation in his voice; According to Rocky, it seemed Simon was more than ready to take that next step but just the thought of even beginning to take it had his stomach doing flips. Throw you into the mix as well? Grace might as well just combust on the spot.
Simon would let out a breath in response before he gently shrugged. "We can talk it over with Red, see where they stand then… I don't know… I guess go from there?" Simon shot back and as the two men thought it over, they would eventually give a small nod before making their way into the house.
It was quiet, which was strange because usually if you were home before them you had some type of playlist going from one of the laptops that Grace had on the Hail Mary while you prepared dinner for them. Carefully kicking his shoes off, Grace looked around the living room with a small frown, making his way through the house in search of just where you were hiding.
"Red? Are you in… Here…" He came to a stop upon reaching the bedroom, any other words he was going to speak very quickly dying on his tongue as his face began to burn with a blush that was so hot he was almost certain his ears were as red as his face.
"Grace? Something wrong?" Simon spoke upon hearing the way Grace spoke his sentence and after kicking his boots off to join Grace's shoes, made his way after his lover before he would slowly come to a stop beside Grace, his eyes blown wide at the scene before him as a faint blush covered his cheeks.
There, kneeling on the bed in nothing but one of Grace's shirts that Simon had certainly stretched out over his time on the Hail Mary was you; Your face was burning just as red as Grace even as your fingers messed with the hem of the shirt. You certainly had their attention now, it was just a matter of bringing your plan into action.
"W-Welcome home, I missed you both so much today." You would simply greet, your heart hammering in your chest so hard you were almost certain it was going to break through your ribs and burst from your chest. As you made your way home from the clinic and the talk with Melon and Canyon ran through your mind, you realized just how pent up you were and if you were this pent up, surely Simon and Grace were the same, no? If that was the case, all you needed was a little push to have them falling off the edge with you so that's why you were dressed as you were, waiting patiently for their arrival home.
And wow did your little plan work.
The next moment was nothing but a blur as both men joined you on the bed, Simon having moved behind you, pulled you flush against his chest between his legs while Grace's lips were on yours in a heated kiss the moment he was positioned in front of you. This kiss honestly took you by surprise because of the sole fact that Grace was also so kind and sweet and this one was anything but that.
Regardless, you were thriving right now; Your body began to tingle with sparks as you felt Simon's hands move underneath the shirt, your heart began to pound harder as a trail of goosebumps followed wherever those calloused hands went. Grace pulled away long enough to allow Simon to slip the shirt off your frame once it was off and thrown aside, both men froze for the second time that night.
"Is… Is that…" Grace questioned, his eyes darting to Simon who stared with wide eyes; He knew that strip of leather that caged your chest and a low growl couldn't help but escape his chest as a result; Besides that, you were wearing nothing else below that t-shirt. As you shifted your gaze back to Simon, you bit your lip as your arousal began to spike even higher at the way he was staring you down.
"Surprise." You teased, watching the way Simon's eyes grew darker; You were wearing his harness though with slight modifications to fit your frame and right now, Simon was living for it. It could easily be adjusted later so he could wear it again whenever he wanted, but right now he was really enjoying the sight of you wearing it; In a way, he silently thanked the COI for the one thing they probably did right.
His hands moved up to your chest, his thumbs running across your nipples with slight hesitation but it made you whimper in response, your head falling back against him as you arched your back to thrust your chest into his hands. Despite him having little to no experience in this field, he sure was showing a different side right now as he continued to tease your nipples until they were stiff peaks below his fingers.
Your gasp hitched in your throat as you felt his head suddenly fall into your neck where his teeth gently grazed your pulse point. You bit your lip harder, probably hard enough to draw blood, as you raised your hand up to his hair, gently running your fingers through it before you gripped it with a low groan as he began to nibble on your neck. Your gaze, hooded and flooded with the suddenly building sexual tension, fell to Grace who watched the interaction between his two lovers with wide eyes, mouth agape as he tried to bring himself to do something, anything really. But as he watched Simon begin to ravish your neck, his large, calloused hands claiming your chest as his own, he didn't know if he could keep up even as his cock strained painfully hard in his pants, pre staining his underwear.
"G-Gonna just watch? Or are you gonna do something, Dr. Grace?" You teased him next, a low whimper escaping you as Simon's teeth bit down harder onto your neck, aiming to start leaving his marks behind on your neck; It was only him and Grace around on Erid so there was no need to be so possessive of you, but something deep inside him was telling him to do it anyway, to claim you any way he could.
Grace's breath hitched in his throat at your words, a low groan following shortly after as he began to slip off his cardigan, tossing it aside where the shirt you once wore now resided; He was grateful he wore that today because if he didn't, he was almost certain that would've been worn over the harness currently strapped to your chest.
"You did this on purpose, didn't you? Heck you wanted us to get riled up…" Grace connected your plan together as he slipped his shirt off next, shifting around on the bed to cup your face, his thumbs running across your cheeks as he stared down at you. You couldn't help the sly grin that appeared on your face as a result, moving into his touch as you looked over the scaring on his arm; He told you about what happened, how he had saved Rocky and was burned from the ammonia as a result. He may not have liked them, but you thought they were hot.
"That might've been the plan, yeah." You teased him, your tongue darting out to wet your lips as your eyes made contact with his; The once bright blue eyes were now as dark as an ocean storm and you grinned a bit more as you realized your plan was in fact working.
Grace hummed in response before he leaned down, his lips meeting yours in a more softer kiss this time, this one filled with passion and love that was reserved only for you. Simon would remove his head from your neck after some time, watching as you and Grace made out before he moved on to pepper your shoulder with kisses, his hands leaving your chest to move down to rest on your hips, his grip tight as he began to grind his clothed erection against you with a low groan against your shoulder and a quiet 'fuck' leaving his lips.
A gasp would escape you though it was quickly swallowed by Grace, his tongue darting into your mouth as he deepened the kiss you two shared; The sensations between the two men were driving you wild and you could feel the throbbing need between your legs grow with each and every second they put their full attention on you. Grace would pull away from the kiss the moment his lungs began to yell at him to breathe, a string of saliva connecting you to him as he rested his forehead against your own.
You could see the hesitation on his face as your breathing mingled together, there was something he wanted to say but for some reason he just wouldn't allow himself to say it in this moment. Instead, he buried his head on the opposite side of your neck, beginning to pepper kisses along the side that Simon had yet to mark up. Shivering as he did so, you would turn your attention back to Simon, your breathing labored.
"Y-You alright, Si?" You questioned him. As much as you were enjoying all the attention, you wanted to ensure that Simon was still okay with this, was okay with everything going on and what would most likely be happening very shortly. This was a first for him after all and you wanted to make sure he wasn't overwhelmed but as he shifted his gaze to you, you could tell he was well over the initial shock and finding his rhythm in all this.
"Where do we go from here?" He asked, his thumbs rubbing circles against your hips and as you were about to answer, a gasp escaped you as Grace suddenly bit down on the juncture of your neck, ensuring a dark hickey would form later on. As he pulled away, a satisfied smirk on his lips, he looked towards you then Simon then back to you and as you turned to look back at Grace, the two of you had a silent conversation that had Simon frowning. He struggled sometimes with the silent conversations you two would have because just as he was beginning to figure out the topic, the decision was almost always made when he finally connected it all.
With a silent nod between you both, Grace moved off the bed to begin undressing while you shifted in the bed, turning to look at Simon.
"Sit back against the headboard, get your shirt off." You instructed Simon who gladly followed your command, propping himself back against the headboard as he went and slipped his shirt off once he was comfortable, throwing it aside somewhere in the room; There was certainly going to be a lot of clothing to pick up later, you noted.
You followed after Simon, straddling his waist for a moment as you ran your fingers down his chest, though your gaze was lingering on the tattoo that the COI had attempted to burn off his neck. With a low hum, you leaned forward and gently pressed a kiss against it, one that was feather light yet still had Simon tensing for a moment before he began to relax against you. "Starlight…" He muttered, shifting his gaze to you as you pulled away to look at him.
"You trust me. You trust us, right?" You corrected yourself as you moved your hands up to cup his cheeks, your thumbs running across his face as you searched his eyes for confirmation. While it may have taken a second, Simon gave a nod, his hands back on your hips in a gentle, comforting squeeze.
"Yeah, I do." Simon confirmed which had you smiling, leaning in to give him a gentle kiss before you pulled away.
"Good. If you need us to stop for whatever reason just say… Uh…" You began to think, moving your hands away from his face to tap your finger against your chin.
"Eel." Grace suddenly said from the foot of the bed, a small laugh escaping you as you looked back towards him then at Simon.
"Eel. Think that'll work?" You grinned which had Simon rolling his eyes but nodding anyway. With that set in place, you began to give Simon the treatment he deserved; You kissed him yet again with slow, passionate precision. Your hands found his shoulders, gently squeezing them before your hands began to trail down his body, your nails gently grazing across his chest which caused him to shiver and let out a low groan into the kiss. Once your hands reached the waistband of his pants, you pulled away to look into his eyes once more.
"Can I take these off?" You asked, wanting to ensure whatever you did from this point on was with his permission or was a decision made by him. With heavy breathing, Simon gave a nod.
"Y-Yeah, get them off." He almost seemed to beg and with his help, you slipped off his pants and boxers in one go. You watched as his cock sprang free from its confines, a soft hiss escaping Simon as the cool air brushed against his erection. The tip was slowly turning an angry shade of red as it dripped pre against his stomach and you couldn't help but stare at just how thick he was, your mouth all but watering as you took in the sight of him before you; Lips kissed raw, hair messy from your actions earlier, his breathing labored and his cock twitching in the cool air just waiting for your touch and attention. This memory of him would be burned into your mind for so long as you lived.
"Perfect… Just perfect." You praised Simon as you shifted yourself accordingly, your hand slowly reaching out to take hold of his cock, watching the way he flinched before he relaxed into your hold. Your eyes kept on him as you began to move your hand up and down his shaft, your thumb smearing the pre around his tip whenever your hand came back up. The noises that left Simon were absolutely angelic, from the low groans that came deep in his throat to the light whimpers that followed afterwards; He was already overstimulated and you hadn't even gotten to the best part yet.
By this point Grace had joined you back on the bed, his hand wrapped around his own cock as he jerked it in time to the movements you provided Simon with; He knew what you were doing, taking care of Simon first and putting him as the center of attention to ensure he was alright with everything going on, but entity above did he want nothing more than to rail into you right now, to have you below him and begging for his cock as his name fell of your tongue in pleas. He hasn't had sex since his college days and even then he barely remembered any of it due to the drinking so this was going to be his first time in years.
You looked back when you felt Grace's hands on your hips, his chest pressed against your back as he muttered low in your ear, a shiver running through you as your face turned red. "Keep pleasing him, sweetheart… Don't stop. I'm just gonna move you into position, alright?" You gave a small nod to his words and shifted with his guidance, moving so your chest was now laying between Simon's legs, your head resting against his thigh while your ass was in the air. It was a compromising position for sure, but at this rate the lust fogged all your brains so much that you didn't even think twice about it.
As Simon kept his gaze on you, his breath hitched as you leaned forward just enough to lick a stripe from his tip down his shaft to the base, following one of the more prominent veins there. A deep groan escaped him as his eyes shut, his head falling back against the headboard as he moved his human hand into your hair, doing his best not to hurt you in the process as his nails gently scrapped your scalp.
"R-Red-" He began to plead, a low whimper escaping him at the way your hooded gaze reached his. "A-Again. Please." He begged you, a slow grin crossing your features as you gladly did the motion again, and again, and again. Grace watched you work your tongue along Simon's cock, his own cock twitching at the thought of you doing that to his own and his face flushed red. He'd tear his eyes away from the two of you eventually, his hands roaming from where they rested on your lower back to your hips then to your ass cheeks where he'd spread them, taking in the sight of your hole quivering and clenching, as if begging him for attention. Grace couldn't help but groan as he looked down at you, the words he wanted to say earlier finally falling from his lips.
"Fuck Red… You're just begging for it at this rate, aren't you?" He questioned which had you stopping your movements as you looked back at Grace with wide eyes; Did Grace finally say a curse word? And it was directed at you? Oh you could feel your blood heating up as he shot you a sly grin and spoke again. "I'm not always sunshine and rainbows, sweetheart." He informed you and as to prove his point, spit directly onto your quivering hole. A gasp escaped you, your face turning dark red at his actions and before long a low groan was drawn from you as Grace used his forefinger to slowly penetrate you, his finger curling slightly as he worked on getting you ready to take him.
A rhythm was soon set in place with you moving your hips back against Grace's hand as he slipped a second finger in, properly scissoring and fingering you to ensure he would fit while you continued to jerk and lick at Simon's cock until you decided to take it to the next level with a nod from Simon to go on with whatever your devious little mind came up with.
With some slight shifting on your end, you would look up at Simon as you slowly took the tip of his cock into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks out in the process. Simon would inhale sharply, the hand in your hair tightening as he threw his head back once more; Your mouth was so warm, so inviting, and it was about to drive him wild. The muscles in his abdomen flexed as he tried to restrain himself from seeking more of your warmth, not wanting to hurt you in seek of his own pleasure but honestly? You silently hoped he would.
Slowly you would take more and more of him in your mouth, your eyes slightly watering the more of him you took into your mouth; He wouldn't completely fit inside your mouth, that much you were certain, so whatever wasn't able to fit you would continue to jerk with your hand. Before long, his tip would hit the back of your throat and Simon would let out one of the filthiest moans you had ever heard that it even had Grace stopping his movements to look at Simon with wide eyes, his cock twitching and leaking in response to it.
"Fuck Si." He groaned, his fingers curling inside you as they brushed against the sweet spot buried inside you and you let out a surprised noise around Simon's cock, the vibrations of your noise traveling through him and it caused him to shiver in response.
"Fuck Red please- Don't stop- So warm, so good- So fucking good." Simon praised you as he rolled his head to the side to watch you. Your mouth stuffed full of his cock while your hole was now stuffed three fingers deep by Grace; The memory would be burned into Simon's mind for the next several days. Your face burned a deep crimson at his praise that you couldn't help but clench around the fingers buried inside you and Grace laughed lightly in response.
"So Red likes to be praised, is that it?" Grace questioned as he continued to move his fingers until he eventually slipped them out of your hole, a low whine escaping you as you shifted your gaze back towards him as best you can. "Don't worry, you'll get more soon enough, you just gotta be patient." Grace commented as he raised his hand, spitting onto it before he took hold of his cock and began to jerk it once more, soon lining the head of his cock with your hole. Slowly but surely he began to press inside you, a low groan escaping him as his head easily slid inside you, another groan escaping you as you moved your head off of Simon's cock to catch your breath, spit connecting you to his cock.
"F-Fuck Ryland." You moaned as he waited a moment before he began to push the remaining inches of his dick deep inside you. You moved a hand to grip Simon's thigh, your eyes all but rolling back into your head as the pleasure spread through your veins; While Grace may not have been as thick as Simon, he certainly had the length and he was hitting every sweet spot inside you the deeper he went. His hips would soon collide with your own as he sheathed himself entirely inside you, leaning over to bury his head into the side of your neck as his hands now rested on your hips, panting lightly as you clenched around him in such a delicious way it was beginning to drive him crazy.
"There we go… You took every inch of me so well, Red…" Grace praised you, starting to litter your neck and shoulder with kisses once more before he shifted his gaze to Simon, both men sharing a dark yet loving look between one another; You were being absolutely perfect for them and in this moment, they were eternally grateful for you coming into their lives for a number of reasons but currently this was taking the number one spot.
Once you were accustomed to Grace's size, he gladly guided you back down to Simon's cock. "Let's not forget Simon, yeah? You were so eager to please him earlier and we don't want him being left out." Grace reminded you and in your lust drunk haze, simply nodded in response as you took his cock back inside your mouth and with one fluid motion, took him in until his tip hit the back of your throat with a small gagging noise. Simon would moan lowly in response and as Grace straightened himself back out, the real fun began.
With a slow roll of his hips, Grace would pull out until the tip remained inside you until he drove himself back home inside you. A choked noise escaped you in response, one akin to a moan, before Grace would continue the motion several more times until he had set a nice rhythm for himself. At the same time, your gaze would be locked on Simon as you began to give him a proper blowjob, your head bobbing up and down in time with Grace's thrusts. Whenever your head would go up, your tongue would trace the veins on the underside of his cock and when you reached the tip, you would gently suck on it to collect the salty pre that resided on the tip before going back down on him.
The bedroom itself was filled with the sounds of skin against skin, the labored breathing and moans of the two men above you, the obvious scent of sex, and the very faint creaking of the bed frame below you; For it being made of xenonite you were surprised it made any noise at all, but that would be a later issue to fix. As Grace's thrusts went harder, you began to feel that coil of pleasure tighten deep inside you and once he began to hit that certain sweet spot? You were seeing stars. The moans you produced around Simon's cock were heaven to the two men and once Simon tightened his hold on your hair, a quiet apology leaving his lips, he began to thrust his hips up into your mouth, chasing his own high that began to coil inside him. The noises that left you as Simon fucked your mouth were straight up filth, but right now your lovers sought out your pleasure alongside their own.
"Fuckfuckfuck!" Simon moaned loudly alongside your name before he forced your head down onto his cock, spurts of warm, white fluid hitting the back of your throat as he filled your mouth with his release. His body went limp against the headboard after, his grip on your hair slowly loosening as his cock twitched weakly inside your mouth. Once Grace noticed Simon was spent, he wasted no time in moving a hand up to wrap it around the back of the harness you still wore, pulling you up so your back was against his chest as he pounded himself against you harder, your mouth coming off of Simon's cock with a soft 'pop'.
A choked noise escaped you as you did your best to swallow what cum was in your mouth, some leaking down the sides of your mouth as your head was thrown back against Grace's shoulder, a loud moan escaping you as Grace nailed your sweet spot with each thrust; You moved your hands back, attempting to grab some part of him as he continued his thrusts into you.
"Come on [Y/N], cum for me. Cum as I fuck you stupid on my cock." Grace let out a low growl against you, a noise you had never heard him make and after one final, harsh thrust, a scream of his name was torn from your lips as your body went rigid; Your vision went white, your body tingling from head to toe as your orgasm washed over you in one violent wave. You felt like you were floating and as your body went limp against Grace, he pulled himself out before he came inside you, not wanting to risk any weird alien pregnancies right now. With a moan of your name, his cum would coat the sheets below you both as he breathed heavily, one hand still kept hold of the harness while the other wrapped around your waist as he sat himself back against his heels.
The heavy breathing of the three of you was what filled the room now and eventually Grace had adjusted you to gently press a kiss to your temple. "You alright, sunshine? I didn't go too rough, did I?" Grace questioned, whatever persona he had on moments ago was now long since gone and his usual anxious self returned. You let out a small, quiet noise as you looked at him, gently shaking your head in response.
"No that… Holy fuck, Ry." You laughed lightly, your face flushed. "That was insanely hot." You commented and looked towards Simon as he carefully shifted himself around, now on his knees before you as he raised his hand to rest on your cheek, his thumb wiping away a stray drop of his cum from your mouth.
"What about you, Si?" Grace asked next as he rested his chin on your shoulder, watching Simon with curiosity. "How was it for your first?"
"I'm okay- Actually I'm better than okay. That was… That was amazing." He responded which caused you to grin in response; In the end your plan worked out much better than you expected it too and you were quietly thanking Melon and Canyon for the talk earlier.
A comfortable silence fell between the three of you but it was quickly broken by a rather mischievous look that suddenly appeared in your eyes.
"So, round two?"
"Where Red?! Melon not seen Red in three days!" Melon shouted as they stood just outside the door to the house, annoyance laced in those musical notes of theirs. Simon leaned in the doorway, an eyebrow raised as his arms remained crossed over his chest.
"Red is resting, Melon. Sheesh, you don't see'em for a couple days and suddenly you're up in arms." Simon rolled his eyes as he informed the Eridian of just where you were at, though he certainly wouldn't tell them that over the course of the past couple of days, the three of you had been going at it like rabbits in heat on just about every and any surface inside the house; While you may have had all the time in the world to go about it, you certainly had a lot of time to make up for as well.
"Simon, knock it off." You spoke as you made your way over, gently shoving him aside as you now stood beside him. You carefully knelt down, a small pained face escaping you at just how sore you were before you gave Melon a smile. "I'm right here and I'm fine, no need to go yelling at Simon about it." You told the Eridian but you knew the moment Melon moved closer to you, they would be asking all kinds of questions.
"Why does Red have marks on neck, question?" Melon questioned to which you and Simon froze and glanced to one another. Melon, immediately following your gaze, began to freak out. "Is Simon eating Red, question!? Why Simon eat Red?! Is Savior Grace eating Red too?! Question?!" Melon screeched to which you put your head into your hands, your face burning red now.
"No! Melon that's not- Remember that conversation we had back in the lab? The one about.. You know.. Mating?" You began to explain as you dropped your hands from your face. Melon, who had now quieted down, stared at you for a second too long before it clicked and suddenly they took on a surprised stance, practically vibrating with excitement now.
"Red mate with mates!" Melon suddenly shouted and, with that information now obtained, quickly turned before running down the steps to find Canyon, Adrian, and Rocky. You watched as Melon scurried off down the sandy beach, occasionally slipping which had you and Simon chuckling before you looked up to him.
"Did… Did I make a mistake in telling them that?" You questioned as you carefully got to your feet, Simon bending down to take your hand and help you to your feet.
"Probably, but at least it got them to leave us alone." Simon spoke as he looked over the marks him and Grace left on your neck, his head slightly tilted before a sly grin broke out on his face. "You know… I think we missed a couple places… Maybe I should fix that before Grace gets home." Simon said as he wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you flush against him before guiding you back into the house where after he shut the door, he pinned you to the nearest wall and began to kiss at your neck, leaving bite marks wherever he and Grace had missed over the past few days.
You had created not one, but two monsters who were obsessed with you in every way, shape, and form. Despite that, you realized you were also very much okay with it and were exactly where you wanted to be.
Native Tongue (Ryland Grace x GN!Crewmate!Reader x Convict Simon)
[MASTERLIST]
Pairing: Ryland Grace x GN!Crewmate!Reader x Convict Simon
Word Count: 1.5k
Summary: While braiding Simon's hair, you hum a song in your native language. Shocked that you knew another language, Grace and Simon ask you about it.
Warnings: Another language used (Polish base with letters swapped) though explanations for what is being said are included in the writing!
Tag List: @howlerwolfmax @xsoupnoop @ksmithyy @ilovvesleepp @cipher-004
Requested By: Anonymous
A/N: Another request from an anon! Thank you so much for the request and I apologize for the delay but it's finally here! Requests are still open!
It was a peaceful evening in the biodome and everyone was doing their own project within the shared house; Grace was at the table working on grading papers from his most recent class with the pebbles, Simon was sat on the floor quietly reading his book while you were sat just above him on the couch, quietly running your fingers through his hair as you attempted to work out a braid through it. It was long enough that it was easily possible, it was just more-so the fact you hadn't braided hair before so this was something new you were testing out and Simon just so happened to be your test subject. You hadn't realized it but as you worked, you were gently humming a song, one that had stuck with you ever since you left Ziemia on the Polus mission.
Simon was the first to catch onto it given how close he was to you and for several minutes, he didn't realize just what was happening and was just enjoying the feeling of your fingers in his hair and the sound of your voice. Eventually, his brows would furrow and he began to realize something; Whatever you were humming was not in English or any language he might've heard on Mars, in Eden, or even in the COI prisons and in a way, it confused him. His eyes would narrow slightly as he strained his ears, attempting to catch each word you hummed and after some time, it hit him all at once: You were humming in your native tongue. Simon would shift his gaze up towards you after he realized it and stared at you with somewhat wide eyes. You blinked at his sudden shift in posture, your hands suddenly retreating away from him before being held up in defense, worry suddenly crossing your features in fear that perhaps you had done something wrong or perhaps hurt him somehow.
"What's wrong? Did I hurt you? I didn't mean too if I did-" You began to apologize, but Simon was quick to shut it down before you could ramble out a full apology to him.
"No, no. You didn't hurt me it's just… What you're humming." He questioned you as he studied your face and the way you continued to watch him in confusion. "It's not English, that much I know but it's not like any other language I've heard before either... So what is it then?"
You would slowly tilt your head, looking at him as if he was a headless chicken as you attempted to figure out just what he was talking about before it hit you: He was referring to your humming from earlier. A faint blush would appear on your face, a hand moving to rub the back of your neck. "Ah, you're talking about my native tongue. I'm so sorry, I didn't even realize I was humming in it… " You apologized again but Simon rolled his eyes in response, turning himself to close the book in his lap after marking the page and after putting the book on the coffee table nearby, moved so he was now kneeling before you, eyes filled with curiosity.
"Don't apologize. I didn't know you even had a native language, I really thought you just spoke English since the day we met. I wanna hear more of it." He explained to you, his dark brown eyes staring into your own and it had your stomach doing flips.
"You… Want to hear more of my native tongue?" You questioned before slightly jumping as a new set of hands gently touched your shoulders from behind. Your head snapped up, the blush growing even more now as Grace stood behind you, a smile on his own face.
"I want to hear it too. I didn't get to hear whatever you were humming before since you were so far away from me." Grace added on which had you just internally screaming. As you looked between the two men, a small breath left you as you gave a small nod to their request.
"Alright fine but just… Know I'ma little rusty, it's been awhile since I've even spoken it and not just hummed it." You informed them and after realizing they clearly didn't give a damn, you cleared your throat before you hesitantly spoke.
"Ot jom kezyj ytsyzcjo. Mamierzaz zerat cowim oiecn jluzed, eebysciz ioglm og jiecew cslyszeu." You spoke slowly so they could hear each word you said, looking between them as their eyes seemed to widen. It came so fluent to you even after so much time of not using it, just as fluent as English seemed to be yet to Simon is sounded just like gibberish but in a nice way.
"What did you say?" Grace questioned as he rounded the couch to sit beside you, his head tilted a bit as he fixed the glasses that were suddenly hanging off his face. He was curious about this now and it would probably be his go to subject for conversation with you from this point on; You spoke English so well that it completely fooled him into believing it was your main choice of language from the get go. Heck, even in the logs back on the Skeld you spoke in English and not Ziemian so why the change? Was it like Earth where each continent spoke a different language so you needed to learn a more common one in order to enroll in your medical classes or even the mission to Polus? Or was it just a preference for you?
"I said 'This is my native language. I'm going to ramble now just so you can hear more.' Or at least that's the gist of it." You laughed lightly which had Grace laughing with you as he leaned back against the couch, running his hand through his hair. In a way this was sort of reminding him of his time back on the Hail Mary when he first met Rocky and how they had to cross the whole language barrier problem before they could tackle the astrophage problem. Maybe if you agreed to it, you'd be willing to teach him whenever you both had the down time.
"Do it again." Simon requested as he adjusted his position so his arm was now resting on the couch between you and Grace, his head resting on top of it as he stared at you. You couldn't help the small laugh that escaped you again as you gently ran your fingers through Simon's hair, your head slightly tilted so you could properly look at him.
"Really? You want to hear more?" You questioned to which Simon nodded in response, clearly lost in a trance at the fact that you could easily speak another language.
"I do. I don't care if it's you actually speaking it or the humming from earlier, I want more of it." Simon urged you which brought a smile to your face, a warmth spreading through your chest at the fact that he was actually enjoying it. With a nod, you began to hum the song from earlier, mainly so that Grace could hear it this time. As Simon watched you with nothing but love swirling in those dark eyes of his, he could feel them growing heavy and as your fingers began to run through his hair and occasionally scratch at his scalp, he could feel himself being lulled into a peaceful slumber below you with your humming.
Grace would shift his position so he could listen more intently; It was a lovely melody, he noted, and he could see why Simon wanted to hear it again. Eventually it would come to an end and as you looked from Grace to Simon, a small giggle escaped you upon realizing that Simon had fallen asleep.
"I don't think I've ever seen him fall asleep so fast…" Grace commented quietly as he looked down to Simon, eyes slightly wide as he turned his attention to you now. You gave a nod in agreement, carefully leaning back as you grabbed the blanket that hung off the couch to gently wrap around Simon with Grace's help as you all but refused to remove your hand from his hair. With Simon properly covered and still sleeping peacefully, you and Grace remained in your respected spots on the couch and opted for quietly talking with one another about your native language alongside talking about Ziemia.
As you recalled your home planet to Grace, it was nice to talk about it and when he questioned if you missed it, it caused your fingers to still in Simon's hair for a moment. In some ways, you did miss it; You miss the rush of getting to your classes on time, you missed the debriefs before your missions and the relationships you formed but at the same time, you very much enjoyed your time here on Erid. As you looked to Grace, you gave him a small smile before you spoke.
"Cmasazi. Ela jardzieb mochak cyb jutat." You answered him which had Grace furrowing his brows.
Slipping Through My Fingers Pt. 2 (Ryland Grace x Crewmate!Reader x Convict Simon)
[MASTERLIST] [PART 1]
Pairing: Ryland Grace x GN!Crewmate!Reader x Convict Simon
Word Count: 3.2k
Summary: You awake after having a strange dream and talk it over with not only your boyfriends, but your Eridian friends as well and discover just how loved and cared for you truly are.
Warnings: Reader is called Red (Nicknamed after their spacesuit color like in Among Us), Pet Names (Sunshine, Starlight), Comfort from Grace and Simon as Reader breaks down, Melon doing Melon things
Tag List: @howlerwolfmax @xsoupnoop @ksmithyy @ilovvesleepp @cipher-004
Requested By: Anonymous, @eldritchphoenix
A/N: LOOK GUYS I FIXED IT LIKE I SAID I WOULD! IT'S OKAY THE ANGSTY FIC WON'T HURT YOU ANYMORE! The responses to the previous fic really did have me laughing I will not lie, I wasn't expecting so many people to react the way they did to it. My friend said I should've thrown another brick here, but I decided not too. You all deserve some fluff so please enjoy!
"Red… Hey! Red, wake up!"
You stirred where you lay upon hearing the voice, your eyes slowly opening as your face scrunched in annoyance as the blinding light from the artificial sun above you burned into your retina, lifting a hand to block the light from your poor eyes as your blinked the weariness away. Only once you were certain you could properly see again did you move your hand away, your attention now drawn to the blonde male who leaned over you with worry in those loving blue eyes of his, glasses already hanging off his face in a weird angle that only Ryland Grace could pull off.
"There you are… You alright? You were tossing and turning, even muttering in your sleep and it wasn't the cute kind of muttering either..." Grace spoke as he helped you carefully sit up on the blanket you rested on, looking around with furrowed brows as you tried to put together just where you were.
Upon taking note of the vast amount of trees around you and the scent of freshly potted plants, you knew you were in Simon's biodome. Nearby, you took notice of Rocky and Melon as they skittered around the trees as if chasing one another in what you could only assume was some game of tag, occasionally stopping to yell to the other about how whatever the other did was certainly not fair and that they were going to tell on them. A few feet away from them, you noticed Adrian and Canyon resting on their own blanket as they watched their mates go about their antics, occasionally talking with one another about a matter you were unable to properly make out from where you were currently resting beside Grace. Looking down at the blanket below you, your fingers ran over the patchwork of the quilt you rested on, the one from the Hail Mary that was given to Grace. It would have to be cleaned later, you noted.
"I… Had a dream... Or at least I hope it was a dream." You explained as you looked towards Grace, a frown now crossing your features as you reached out to press your palm gently against his cheek to start grounding yourself in the reality you were living in currently, hoping that the man you saw before you was actually here and not some figment of your imagination.
Grace blinked lightly at the action but he didn't waste a second as he moved his hand up to cover your own, giving your hand a gentle squeeze as an act of reassurance for whatever you were going through right now. When you began to toss and turn beside him, he knew something was wrong and attempted to wake you, but you were in such a deep sleep it took him awhile to even get you to respond to his words; He knew you were no stranger to nightmares but it had been so long since you or even Simon had one, as most of the dreams you had recently were rather pleasant whenever you remembered enough of them to tell him and Simon about them, so what you dreamed of recently had you acting strange, skittish even, and it was breaking his heart.
"A dream? What kind of dream? Was it the kind that turned into a nightmare or something?" Grace questioned, leaning into your hand as he pressed a gentle kiss to your palm, watching the way your eyes seemed to soften just the slightest bit. The kiss to your palm had your heart beating hard in your chest, a small smile breaking onto your face before it disappeared just as fast as it arrived. You were beginning to question yourself now, question everything that surrounded you becausae you weren't sure if this was real or perhaps just another dream stacked within a dream and for some odd reason, you couldn't wake up from it.
Despite that, you believed this all to be real; Grace felt real, he felt warm, and most importantly, he felt alive.
"Yeah it… It turned into a nightmare in the end..." You answered him, allowing Grace to lace his fingers with yours as he lowered the hand into his lap with the tilt of his head. So he was right after all, a nightmare had suddenly slipped into the peace he and Simon took so long to build around you.
"Do you need to talk about it? You know I'm always open to whatever bothers you." He spoke, worry laced in his words as he kept a close eye on you. You hesitated in your reply, a saddened look crossing your features; Should you tell him about it? In a way you felt like perhaps you should, that both him and Simon needed to know in case whatever you did dream about was about to become your new reality. Your heart stopped for but a moment as you immediately began to look around the biodome, trying to find the dark haired male and felt your anxieties start racing as a result.
"Where's Simon?" You asked with urgency, looking at Grace with slight panic in your eyes. As Grace opened his mouth to speak, to try and calm you from the sudden anxiety that now coursed through your veins, a deeper voice rang out that reached your ears within moments of the words leaving his mouth and it caused you to whip your head around to follow the voice in question.
"Over here, starlight. I had to go back to the house for the food." Simon called out as he made his way over, an eyebrow raised as he carried what looked to be some form of a picnic basket with him. You relaxed as he came closer and eventually sat down beside you as he put the basket beside him, his brows furrowed in confusion as he took in the sight of you. "What happened?"
"Red had a dream turned nightmare…" Grace filled Simon in on about as much as he new and it caused a frown to cross Simon's face as he looked from you to him then back to you.
"Are you alright? It wasn't anything serious, was it?" Simon asked, scooting himself closer to rest his hand against your cheek. You felt the warmth radiate from his hand and for a split second, you could feel tears well in your eyes as you moved into his hand. Yeah, this was real, you knew it was real now because you felt the same warmth from Simon that you felt on Grace just moments ago. You could already feel the stinging of tears hitting your eyes.
"It was… It was pretty serious…" You said as you felt your throat begin to tighten as the dream you experienced came rushing back to you in a large tidal wave of memories; The infection, the rage and attempted murder of Grace, you being quarantined in the Hail Mary on your own free will until your cure was found, your return to Erid only to find them long gone and forced to live out the rest of your days without them beside you. Everything was coming back at once, your body shaking as you tried to bite back the tears that now threatened to fall from your face. Grace frowned upon seeing your body shake, moving himself closer to you.
"Hey hey hey… It's alright, we're here, sunshine." Grace began to comfort you, his hand squeezing yours tighter but you were quick to tell them the main part of your dream, the one that truly made it a nightmare.
"You weren't there. You and Simon were dead." You spoke through a quiet sob that escaped you as you moved your free hand over your mouth to try and contain any other sob that would escape you. Simon and Grace on the other hand felt their blood run cold, their eyes blown wide as they seemed to be frozen to whatever spot they currently resided in. What did you mean they were dead? And not just one of them, but both of them? There was no way that was possible, you were taking care of them here so what could've happened in this dream of yours that resulted in their deaths?
Simon would look towards Grace while Grace looked towards Simon, both men just trying to comprehend what you had told them; Honestly, they could figure it out later on. What mattered right now was taking care of you.
Simon was the first to compose himself, shifting around on the blanket as he carefully scooped you up into his arms, moving you into his lap as he cradled you close to his chest. As a result you had to let go of Grace's hand but honestly he was alright with it, it allowed him to scoot closer and rest his head on Simon's shoulder so he could keep a close eye on you. Your now free hands had moved to grip Simon's shirt, the tears that you had tried to hold back on for so long finally falling from your face as you allowed yourself to cry into his chest.
It broke their hearts to see you crying, it always did and they wished they never had to see it again, but everyone had their bad days, they knew that. It wasn't always sunshine and rainbows here no matter how hard the Eridians made it so; It was human nature. Simon lowered his head so it was resting against yours, a kiss being pressed to the top of your head as he began to lowly hum the lullabies he was able to recall from his mother, the ones he knew would calm you down in just mere seconds.
With Simon's humming and Grace's hand now gently rubbing circles against the side of your leg in a soothing manner, you would slowly but surely begin to calm down, their touch and humming grounding you back alongside them. You slowly let go of Simon's shirt sometime later, moving your hands to wipe away the tears that now stained your face before you looked up at him, a small smile cracking along your lips.
"Thank you, Si…" You thanked him, leaning up to gently peck his lips. He smiled in return, pressing a kiss to your forehead before he'd properly look at you again.
"Anytime. Now, you wanna tell us what happened in this dream of yours?"
"What mean Savior Grace died?! And Simon too?! Question?!" Melon screeched as you relayed the story to everyone after they had gathered around you, Simon, and Grace upon hearing your sobs. Canyon had nudged Melon, giving them a warning look in response at how they reacted to that singular piece of information out of everything you had just told them about. You looked towards Melon, giving a small nod of confirmation as you ate your sandwich quietly from where you sat in the center of the blanket before looking to Grace, watching the way his face continued to change with each question that seemed to skim through his mind; You were about to be questioned, you could feel it in your bones as he repeatedly opened his mouth then closed it again before finally speaking his mind.
"So let me get this straight," Grace began, finger tapping on his chin as he watched you closely. "You were infected with the parasite that came from Polus, the same one that infected Yellow, and you were unable to discover a cure so after attempting to kill me, you fled to the Hail Mary to find a cure?" He questioned which had you nodding, swallowing what was in your mouth before you spoke.
"Correct."
"And after you found your result, you returned to Erid to find out that me and Grace had died due to natural means?" Simon asked next, his head slightly tilted as he leaned back against his hands. You turned your attention to Simon now, giving another nod.
"Also correct."
Everyone had seemed to have gone quiet after that, the Eridians looking to one another as Simon and Grace shared a glance, meanwhile you just quietly sat and ate at your sandwich like Simon had instructed you to do; You needed the energy, after all. Simon couldn't help but laugh after a few moments, his head thrown back as a result of how deep his laughter was and it had you raising an eyebrow at him.
"Red, you have the wildest fucking dreams." He said between his laughing fit.
"Hey- Language!" Grace pointed at Simon, his eyes narrowed as he scolded his lover over his choice of wording, a simple giggle escaping you as you recalled the first time Grace had scolded you like that back on the Hail Mary.
"Right, right. My apologies, Mr. Grace." Simon teased as he rolled his head to the side, watching the way Grace's face suddenly turned a bright red at the title before he huffed and looked away.
"We're getting off topic!" Grace quickly spoke as he tried to wrangle Simon back onto the topic of you and your dream despite you now laughing at the way Grace reacted to his previous teacher title; You would make a mental note to use that later whenever you wanted something from him or perhaps just wanted to see him blush.
"Red, you know that if whatever happened in your dream was currently happening, we'd do everything in our power to help you through it, right?" Grace questioned. Simon would nod in agreement as he leaned over, his hands now resting in his lap as he watched you closely.
"What Ryland said. Hell, I'd dive back into the blood ocean again if it meant saving you from some weird parasite." Simon spoke, his eyes holding nothing but the truth inside them.
You would put the remaining piece of your sandwich aside as you nodded in response to what they had said, dusting your hands off on your pants as you looked between your partners, a smile crossing your features. "I know that now… Thank you both, truly. I really do have the best mates in all of space." You said as you used the chosen title that the Eridians used to describe their loving partners; Simon would grin as he leaned over to press a kiss to your cheek while Grace would lace his fingers in yours yet again with a smile of his own face.
"What about Melon and others, statement!" Melon shouted, scooting closer to you as they waved their hands at themself before motioning back to Rocky and the others who were watching you closely. You would look towards them, a small laugh escaping you as you leaned forward to gently pat Melon's head with your remaining hand.
"And I have the best Eridian family anyone could ask for too." You smiled, a small laugh escaping you as Melon took hold of your hand and kept it pressed against their head, a few small notes of pure happiness escaping them as a result.
"Red, if ever illness begins, we help. We make sure Red stay healthy alongside mates." Canyon informed you, motioning between himself and Adrian who seemed to nod their carapace in your direction to ensure you understood just how serious they were about this matter.
"Rocky help too! Rocky big help! Statement!" Rocky shouted with a wave of his own hands, not wanting to be forgotten in the moment.
You couldn't help the warmth that seemed to spread through your chest, at the way your anxieties from just moments ago have all but disappeared from you and been taken by the breeze that blew through the biodome. Looking between Grace and Simon, you reached out your hands and grabbed them by their shirts, pulling them close to you before wrapping your arms tightly around them in a hug; The two men would laugh at the action before they wrapped their arms around you tightly, ensuring you were not going anywhere for awhile.
"Melon want in on hug, statement!" Melon shouted as they scurried closer, managing to wiggle in between your legs and wrapped their arms around your midsection and before long, Rocky, Adrian, and Canyon had joined in on your group hug.
You smiled warmly as you shut your eyes and in that moment, you were engulfed in nothing but love and support from your found family.
"A quick test wouldn't hurt anyone, right?" You questioned yourself upon entering the clinic as you moved through the lab, searching through a few drawers before you grabbed the non-contact scanner rom inside it. You looked the device over, your head slightly tilted as you thought over your choice once more before with a determined nod, you flipped it over and powered the device on. You watched as the screen on the back began to boot up, various words appearing as the system began to start before the familiar words [SCAN PATIENT] were displayed. With a deep breath, you raised the device and pulled the trigger, scanning every inch of you that you could reach before you flipped it around to read the panel once more.
You felt your heart pounding in your chest as you watched the wording cross the screen, that familiar anxiety beginning to rise in your chest just as it did in your dream; You knew you would be fine, you weren't exactly experiencing any of the symptoms like you had in your dream and sure there were some days you wanted nothing more than to strangle Grace or Simon, but you never meant them any harm. Your leg would bounce as you awaited the results, your lip bit as your mind began to wander; Despite there being no symptoms, you knew deep down that there was still a very small percentage that you could be wrong, that you could be infected. Your mind wasn't allowed to wander long as the words suddenly changed on the device.
[Data Ready.]
Your head perked upon seeing those words and quickly your eyes darted across the screen as the new set of information filled the screen, your eyes darting across each new word that appeared as your heart pounded harder and harder.
You breathed a sigh of relief, placing the scanner down against the counter as you lowered your head and shut your eyes. You were healthy, you were going to alright; The dream that once plagued you turned out to be just that, a simple dream and not some weird premonition of what was to come. You were normal, no sign of infection in sight and thus Simon and Grace would be alright as well, or at least you hoped so. You would still continue to monitor their health as their medic and in return they would take care of you in ways you couldn't take care of yourself.
You muttered your thanks to whatever entity was out there looking over you, opening your eyes shortly after as you grabbed the scanner and put it away in it's proper place after powering it off. Even though the dream was now nothing but a memory of the past, you would still take one lesson from it; Each second you spent on Erid was a gift and you certainly shouldn't waste it.
With that in mind, you left the clinic and made your way home to spend some much needed quality time with your loving partners who you knew were eagerly awaiting your return.
Slipping Through My Fingers (Ryland Grace x Crewmate!Reader x Convict Simon)
[MASTERLIST] [PART 2]
Pairing: Ryland Grace x GN!Crewmate!Reader x Convict Simon
Word Count: 5.9k
Summary: You havent been yourself lately and after finding out you've become infected with the same parasite that infected Yellow, you set out to find a cure.
Warnings: ANGST WITH LITTLE TO NO COMFORT (I'mSoSorry), Major Character Deaths, Reader is called Red (Nicknamed after their spacesuit color like in Among Us), Pet Names (Sunshine, Starlight), Some use of [Y/N] though I think it's only once if i remember right, Slight Gore and Body Horror mentioned for Reader
Tag List: @howlerwolfmax @xsoupnoop @ksmithyy @ilovvesleepp @cipher-004
Requested By: Anonymous, @eldritchphoenix
A/N: I hope you both don't mind I kinda combined the requests I was sent and I wish I could say I kissed this brick before I threw it but the more and more I kept thinking about these requests at work, the more and more angsty it got. I promise I'll make it up to you all soon so please don't hurt me until then!
Recently you've begun to notice that things haven't been going well, that you haven't been exactly feeling like yourself and it wasn't in the 'I'm tired and just need to nap it off' kinda way, no this was something else in itself and it was concerning to not only you, but to Simon and Grace as well. You were struggling to recall certain memories of times passed, faces you could once recall so vividly now surrounded in darkness with their faces blurred, and other memories just seemed to leave your mind entirely. It wasn't just that though, it was the fact that your body was aching in ways you just couldn't explain and for some reason your mood just constantly seemed to be changing into one of annoyance and anger.
It was scaring you, really it was, because of the fact that it was your body and yet you had no idea why these things were happening so after spending a somewhat nice morning with both Simon and Grace over breakfast, you retreated to the lab to work alone for the day. Maybe you were falling sick, maybe you ate something bad, whatever it was you were going to find out. You had the whiteboard filled with every symptom you could recall even with the days they began and after having drawn your own blood into a few vials, you began to run your own tests to begin your investigation into yourself. With each test you ran completed, you'd write the results down on the board beside it all.
Currently you were testing a blood smear, if you were in fact sick this would be the best place to find out. As you slid the glass slide under the microscope you took a shaky breath as your leg began to bounce as the nerves suddenly began; Ever since you began your tests something was gnawing at the back of your head, telling you that somehow you already knew what was wrong with you and you were just electing to ignore it. You shut your eyes for a moment, clasping your hands together and pressing them against your forehead as you prayed to whatever entity was out there that whatever you were about to see was going to give you good news and not bad.
As you exhaled your held breath, you opened your eyes and got back to work. You scooted the stool closer to the microscope and as you gazed into it, you didn't even get to conduct your full search as the very blood you looked at ran cold in your own body. Just from the first look alone you could see your blood beginning to mutate and absorb whatever white blood cells were surrounding it before it turned a sickly black color. You immediately stood up, the stool you once sat on gliding across the floor behind you.
"No this… I'm not…" You began, your voice quietly shaking as you looked at your hands then at the microscope before you. Quickly you turned and made your way across the lab, opening various drawers and cabinets to begin the search for the one piece of equipment you knew would seal your fate once and for all; You wanted to use it as a last resort and you supposed that now was as last as a resort as any.
Upon opening one of the drawers in question, you spotted the device you were searching for; To others it would simply look like a non-contact thermometer, but to you it was anything but. It was as if you had the med-bay scanner from the Skeld in the palm of your hand, something you had worked with Rocky and Simon on after finding out Simon had a small bit of engineer experience in him.
You turned the device on as you stepped away from the cabinet, giving it a moment to properly power on and after pressing the trigger to enable the scanner, began to scan over every inch of your body before flipping it over to read the panel that was attached to the back of it, your lip bit as your anxieties continued to rise.
[Collecting Data… Collecting Data… Collecting Data… Data Ready.]
[ID: REDM1, HT: [REDACTED], WT: [REDACTED], COLOR: RED, BT: AB-, STATUS: INFECTED]
[WARNING: TO LOWER RISK OF INFECTION SPREADING, CONSULT ON SITE DOCTOR IMMEDIATELY]
You stared at the result with wide eyes, your mouth going dry. Infected. It mocked you in the bright, bold letters that flashed red every few seconds. You dropped the device onto the ground before you leaned back against the counter, your hands gripping the edge as you attempted to collect yourself and your thoughts. You didn't know how, you didn't want to know how, but you were infected with that parasite that infected Yellow. The very same parasite that turned him into a blood thirsty monster that killed your crew and if you didn't act fast, you'd do the same to Simon and Grace.
You felt the tears well in your eyes, the way your breathing picked up as you slowly lowered yourself onto the ground before you wrapped your arms around you legs and pulled them as close to you as you could as you buried your head into your legs. Just how would you begin to research this? Sure it was your own blood it was swimming in so you could test any and all methods possible, but how long did you have before you turned like Yellow did? How did it even spread? Was like other forms of infection where it spread through skin contact? Or was it from open wounds? If it was the later, you were dooming yourself from the start with the fact you neglected your own health back on the Skeld once the crew was killed. Were Grace and Simon are risk of infection as well?
Your mind continued to jump from one thought to another and with each new thought and worry that crossed your mind, you could feel yourself slipping more and more into the panic attack that awaited you with opened arms. The tears fell faster as breathing suddenly became a chore and you couldn't calm yourself down as you dove head first into the panic.
You were losing yourself and you didn't even know where it all began.
"You wanted to talk to us, sunshine?" Grace questioned as he sat at the table across from you, looking at you over his glasses with concern slowly but surely filling those blue eyes of his as he took in your form; You looked exhausted, like you had given up somewhere but he wasn't quite sure where you had or just what had caused you to give up. Simon was just as concerned as he sat beside Grace to his right, his eyes never leaving you.
"What's wrong, starlight?" Simon urged you to speak and as you lifted your gaze up from the table in front of you to the two men before you, you could feel the way your throat tightened, at the way your eyes were already welling with tears before you could even get a word out. 'This isn't fair.' You thought to yourself as you swallowed hard, messing with your fingers to try and ground yourself.
"I… I ran some tests earlier on myself in the lab to try and figure out what was going on. I thought perhaps I was falling sick or there was something else that perhaps was messing with me, maybe some unknown condition that ran in my family." You began to explain, but with each word you offered to them you felt yourself breaking, the edges of your resolve fraying the longer they watched you with concern and worry. 'This isn't fucking fair.' You thought again before you inhaled and decided to just get it all off your chest, looking away from both Simon and Grace. "I've been infected with the same parasite that Yellow had."
The silence that followed had you afraid to look back at them but you forced yourself too and how you wished you kept your gaze elsewhere. Grace looked like he had been shot by the words you told him, his eyes blown wide and his posture rigid. Simon was just as shocked by your words, though his jaw was tense and his brows were furrowed. You had done so much to help them ever since you met them and this was how the universe decided to repay you for it? It pissed Simon off and as his hands turned to fists, he had to remind himself that there was a time and a place for that; He could go out to the greenhouse later that evening and just shout about how pissed off he was until his lungs gave out and his throat bled.
Instead, Simon decided he'd be the first to act; His hands would unclench, his human hand reaching out to take your hand in his own and he couldn't help the face he made as you flinched and attempted to pull your hand away but his grip remained firm.
"[Y/N], we're not gonna let you become that thing." Simon promised, watching the way your shoulders began to shake as the tears fell down your face; It was breaking his heart to see you like this and how desperately he wished for this all to be some sick joke but deep down he knew it wasn't. The way you were reacting to this information told him that.
"I agree with Simon." Grace suddenly added in, having collected himself enough to try his attempt at comforting you alongside Simon; He could spend countless days and nights in the lab trying to come up with various theories to test on just how to cure whatever this parasite was doing to you, but those moments wouldn't help you now. He, too, would reach out and take your other hand in his own, giving it a gentle squeeze as he spoke. "We're gonna figure something out, we're gonna help you through this. I mean, come on, we've got some brilliant minds in this room right now. Surely we can think of something to delay it if not cure it."
You looked between Simon and Grace, the tears running faster down your cheeks as you lowered your head as a sob broke through you. How, just how, were they so hopeful on this? You had given up, that much was painstakingly obvious; You had given up the moment that flashing red 'INFECTED' crossed your vision. Yet these two, the two you had fallen so madly in love with from the moment they rescued you from the Skeld, were trying to tell you that there was no need to give up hope so easily and that they were willing to do anything and everything to ensure your survival. You knew that Grace and Simon would take the moon and the stars from the sky and give it to you if you had asked, so perhaps with their help, there was a little bit of hope.
You would lift your head to look at them, noting the glaze over their eyes as they themselves tried to keep their emotions in check; You needed them right now, they would handle their own emotions in due time. Swallowing hard, you give a small nod and with a squeeze of their hands, gave an answer.
"Okay… We'll… We'll figure something out."
As time began to tick on, your mind was beginning to betray you. Your memory was fading faster and faster, your body aching all the more and your aggression was getting worse no matter how much you tried to control it. You were running out of time, something deep inside you was telling you that, and you were beginning to listen to it. No matter how many tests you and Grace ran, no matter how much research Adrian and Canyon did, nothing was working the way it intended and you were losing hope all over again.
Late nights weren't an uncommon thing, especially now with what little time you believed to have left, but tonight was different as you, Simon, and Grace attempted to call it a night early due to the exhaustion the two men exhibited over the past couple of days; No amount of coffee was going to save Grace because as Rocky had said 'Grace act stupid stupid stupid no sleep.'
You had tried to sleep alongside them, attempted to try and get a few hours of peaceful sleep in but nothing was working and the nightmares that plagued your mind became worse with each passing night. You saw Yellow in your nightmares, the words he whispered in your ear to just give in and let the parasite take over consumed you despite your best efforts to fight it and tonight, it seemed those words finally worked; Something inside you snapped and your body was moving faster than your mind could register.
You had pinned Grace to the bed below you, your hands having moved to grip around his neck with such strength you didn't even know where it was coming from. Grace's eyes had snapped open upon feeling your weight above him, a strangled gasp escaping him as he moved his hands over yours in an attempt to move them off but it was no use. He stared up into your eyes with fear lacing his own and what he saw absolutely broke his heart; Your eyes, once full of light and love and hope, were now as dark as the night sky and filled with every intent on killing him in this very moment.
"R-Red-" Grace gasped out, his grip tightening on your wrists as he tried yet again to free himself from your grip but it was no use. Even the pain that began to radiate from your mouth didn't snap you out of whatever trance you were stuck in; You could feel your canines growing in size, growing sharper and longer as if to tear flesh from bone. You could feel the corners of your mouth begin to tear to make way for more sharper, dangerous looking teeth but before you could even attempt to use them on Grace, you were tackled off of the bed and onto the ground with such force you couldn't help the whine that escaped you as your head collided with the flooring.
Simon took hold of your wrists in an instant, pinned them above your head, and put his entire weight against you to ensure you wouldn't escape as he stared down at you with narrowed eyes. The teeth along the side of his own face seemed to flare out in warning as a faint rumble could be heard coming from his chest, his eyes filled with his own dark intent, though the only thing that separated him from you was you had intent to kill, he didn't.
"Ry, you alright?" Simon asked as he shifted his gaze to Grace for but a moment after hearing him cough, though Grace was quick to sit up and disregard his own well being for yours.
"I'm, I'm fine- What about Red?" Grace quickly asked, moving off the bed after turning on the bedside light before he knelt down beside you both. You were in a daze, your chest breathing heavily as you felt the tears beginning to well in your eyes before you allowed a broken sob to escape you as whatever hold you were once in slowly began to leave. Your face hurt, your head hurt, and most of all your heart hurt. You hurt Grace, you could see the marks you left around his neck. You did the one thing you were afraid to do this entire time and that was hurt the two you held dear.
"I-I… Ryland- I'm sorry-" You cried as you threw your head back against the ground, sobs escaping you as everything crashed down onto you at once. Simon glanced at Grace then down towards you, slowly releasing the hold he had on your wrists before adjusting his position; He sat himself against the ground, carefully scooping you into his arms and holding you close against his chest as he craddled you into his lap, not caring if you were bleeding against his shirt. "I-I didn't- That wasn't me! I- I-" You hiccuped, trying to explain yourself but they knew that wasn't you just moments ago.
"Shh shh… You're alright… Ryland is alright…" Simon began to sooth you as Grace reached out to gently rub at your back as he sat beside Simon, though he wore a pained face not at the pain you caused him, but at the reality of the current situation; It was rare for you to call him by his first name, after all.
"Yeah, I'm alright…" Grace confirmed though it did little to nothing to soothe you as you sobbed harder against Simon, your hand gripping his shirt tightly.
Deep down, the two of them knew you were running out of time and it tore them apart knowing they were still so far from figuring out how to help you.
"You're sure this is what you want to do? We can come up with something else, you know." Simon questioned as he and Grace stood side by side, you standing in front of them a few feet away. They hated this idea, that this is what it had come down too, but it was what you said you wanted to do if nothing could be found within a weeks time from the night you attacked Grace.
You gave a small nod as you adjusted the bag on your shoulder, dressed in your red space suit that they had found you in back on the Skeld; Any damage that had once been done to it had been fixed by Simon and his amazing sewing skills. Each hole that once filled your suit was now embroidered with whatever little design he decided would fit you best.
"It is. The Hail Mary is the best place for me to be." You spoke as you looked between them but it was breaking your heart to even have to do this; You had come up with the idea that in order to keep yourself, alongside Simon and Grace, safe was to shoot yourself into space and research in the Hail Mary. Sure, you could've asked Adrian and the others to construct another biodome for you to stay in or perhaps even lock yourself away in your clinic, but there was just too many cons to the ideas; It would take too long to build another biodome and while they could seal off your clinic, you didn't want to run the risk of hurting any of the Eridians either. If you were on the Hail Mary, you'd be alone and far enough away that anything that happened inside it wouldn't effect those around you, only you.
Simon would just silently nod at your words, his hands buried into the pockets ofhis pants and Grace just didn't say a word as he seemed to be looking at anywhere but you. This was hard on all of you, you knew that, but you hoped that in the end it would help save you. You turned your head when you heard approaching footsteps and spotted Adrian making their way over, Rocky not far behind them.
"Whenever Red ready, we go." Adrian informed you which had you giving a small nod towards the Eridian couple.
"Right." You confirmed as you adjusted the bag once more, your grip tight on it; You tried to tell yourself countless times that you were ready, that this was all going to work out but now that the time was here, you didn't want to go. You didn't want to leave everything you had built alongside the two men before you and you knew that they didn't want you to go either.
Grace was hesitant before he shook his head and quickly closed the distance between you and him, his arms wrapping tightly around you in a hug as he buried his head into your neck so you wouldn't see him cry though you could feel his tears being absorbed into your suit. You swallowed hard, feeling the way your throat tightened as you wrapped your free around around him as you returned the hug.
"Please come back to us, okay…?" Grace pleaded with you, his voice small and quiet. He was making this harder and you knew he didn't mean too but no matter what this whole ordeal was hard.
"I will. I promise." You promised him, watching as he pulled away to look at you with tear filled eyes. He didn't care how scarred your mouth looked now, you were still his partner at the end of the day and he was going to kiss you all the same. He wasted no time in leaning in, pressing his lips against yours in a kiss that was filled with all the love he carried for you since the moment you met. You shut your eyes as you returned the kiss, giving him all the love that you carried within yourself to him. You could hear Rocky muttering nearby about how disgusting it was but you didn't care, you would yell at him later on the walk to the launch pad.
Eventually you would pull away from him as you opened your eyes, sniffling quietly as you moved a hand to his cheek and wiped away the tears that fell from his eyes.
"Take care of Simon, yeah? Make sure he doesn't break that xenonite arm of his." You teased which caused Grace to laugh lightly as he nodded.
"I will, I'd be really surprised if he did manage to break it." He spoke as he looked towards the dark haired male who had moved over to you both as a result. Grace would step aside so Simon was now before you and as you turned your attention to him, he would repeat the same action that Grace had done just moments before.
His lips would crash onto yours with so much passion and love that you actually had to take a step back to brace yourself, but just as you had done with Grace, you would return that kiss with just as much passion. Again, another comment from Rocky was heard and you made another note to yell at the Eridian some more. Simon would pull away moments later to rest his forehead against your own, swallowing hard as he opened his eyes to look at you. You two didn't need to share words, the looks alone were enough to understand just what the other was thinking or about to say. Still, you spoke anyway.
"Make sure Grace eats something other than meburgers everyday please." You asked which had a laugh leaving Simon now as he nodded, pressing another quick kiss to your lips as he carefully pulled away though his touch certainly lingered.
"I'll make sure of it." He confirmed which had you nodding in response. With that said and done, you decided it was time to go before the two had managed to convince you to stay. Looking towards Rocky and Adrian, you gave them a small nod.
"I'm ready." You confirmed which had both Eridians perked at your words.
"Follow Adrian and Rocky. We leave at once, statement." Adrian motioned you along and began to walk away. You began to follow after them with Rocky following after you. You continued on for a few more feet until you turned to look back at Grace and Simon, lifting your hand in a wave before you called out.
"I love you! Don't forget that please!" You called out, waving your hand in a goodbye. Grace was crying by this point, doing a terrible job at hiding it as Simon pulled him against his side to try and keep track of his own tears, his xenonite arm raised to wave goodbye to you as he called out.
"We love you too, [Y/N]! Make sure you come back to us, got it?!"
With a saddened grin on your face, you turned and followed the Eridians out of the biodome once wearing the proper attire to survive their atmosphere to the nearby launch pad where a makeshift xenonite ship was waiting for you to take you to the Hail Mary. You were going to cure this parasite and return to life you were now leaving behind.
You honestly forgot how hard it was to do anything in space but it only took you a few short hours to figure it all out again. Once you had settled yourself back in on the Hail Mary and had been greeted by Mary herself, you couldn't help but smile bitter sweetly; What you would give to go back in time and relive your first few years aboard the Hail Mary again. You wouldn't allow yourself to linger too long on old memories, ones that were so hazzy to you that you couldn't make out who was who or what was even said. After your goodbyes to everyone on Erid, you were filled with a new sense of determination, a new sense of hope that you were going to be okay, that you were going to find a cure and before long you'd be back where you belonged beside Simon and Grace.
With determination and hope as your guides, you set out to begin your research on finding a cure for the parasite that wanted nothing more than to claim you for itself. You worked yourself ragged, working through what you could only assume were various day and night cycles to try and find something to work with. It was rough, the first couple of days, because you wanted nothing more than to hear Grace's voice as he talked about how you could be trying to look at the subject from this angle instead of the one you were currently looking in. You wanted nothing more than to hear Simon's humming as he soothed you after you had woken up from your nightmares with the lullabies he was able to recall from his mother. You wanted nothing more than to be beside them.
While you were working one day, you were surprised to hear Mary call out that there was a 'Blip-A' approaching the Hail Mary. In your confusion, you had sought out just what this 'Blip-A' was only to see it was a probe of sorts approaching the airlock. So you, in your wisdom, went out to get it and after bringing it inside, realized that inside was a USB. Perking up, you quickly took it to your laptop which was nearby and gladly inserted the USB into the port to find out just what was inside it. A video popped up on the screen shortly after you opened the file and it had your heart aching to see everyone on the screen before you; You could already feel the tears welling in your eyes before you even pressed play.
"Where Red, question?" Melon questioned as they attempted to adjust the camera but a xenonite hand smacked their clawed one away.
"Would you not touch it and leave it alone, it was perfect the way we had it set." Simon scolded the Eridian who turned to glare up at him before the two began an argument nearby over what Melon could and couldn't do and that Simon should be nicer to Red's assistant. Grace had laughed lightly as the argument continued off screen, leaning over to adjust the camera to it's original position before speaking.
"Hey sunshine! So we had the bright idea to start sending you little videos here and there to keep you updated on what's been going on here while you're up there working. We know you're working really hard, so we hope these videos can be watched whenever you need a break." Grace explained as he looked down to Melon who looked towards the camera with a new interest.
"Melon make sure Red stay happy with help from family! Statement!" Melon spoke to the camera, waving their hands around to emphasis the point.
"Yeah, what they said." Simon confirmed as he leaned over so he could be in frame of the video. "Keep workin hard, starlight. We're all cheering you on from here. We love you."
The video would go on for a bit longer but honestly, it became too blurry for you to see behind the tears that blurred your vision. Those videos would become your lifeline, each one bringing you to tears at the thought of what this parasite was taking from you; These little moments that you should've been there for, the countless days and nights you should be spending alongside your loved ones taken away in the blink of an eye. In some ways it pushed you to work harder, other days it forced you to wallow and cry and become angry.
You honestly weren't sure how long you were up in the Hail Mary for but all you knew was that at one point, you stopped receiving videos and you were immediately put on edge. Something had happened, you knew something did, but you couldn't find out just what it was until you were cured. Sure, you could risk it and return to Erid in your current state, but what if you did and it turned out to be nothing? Regardless, you wouldn't allow yourself out until you finished your research and that's exactly what you did.
You stared at the clear vial of liquid in the syringe, your eyes wide as you let out a breath; If you checked all your work right (and you did, like three times over), this should wipe whatever parasite was floating through your blood.
"It's now or never, Red…" You muttered before you spun the syringe around, felt around for the proper vein before puncturing yourself with a small wince before injecting it into yourself; Compared to what you have been through, a small needle prick was nothing. After removing the syringe from your arm, you quickly covered the injection sight with a bandage and began to play the waiting game. As curious as you were to see if the serum worked, you wouldn't test yourself just yet. You needed to give it time to work its way through your bloodstream and remove what you could only hope was every inch of you that the parasite could linger in.
Some hours later after you had watched a few of the videos that were sent over, you would grab that non-contact scanner that you had brought with you and scan yourself over before flipping it around to read the screen once more, your heart hammering in your chest as your hands shook.
Normal. The once flashing red words were no longer there and instead they read the same white color as the rest of the wording on screen. You did it, you had found the cure and in the process saved yourself. You could feel the tears welling in your eyes, the grin spreading across your scarred face as you looked out the window in the lab to Erid, catching the way the light bounced off the blue ringed planet.
You were finally going home.
"You know, I finally understand what you were talking about with the meburgers. They are pretty good and I honestly wish I jumped on board sooner, I guess you just didn't do a good job of convincing me." You laughed lightly, shaking your head gently as the breeze blew through the biodome gently, gently shaking the leaves above you as you sat under it. With a low hum, you carefully got to your feet and dusted off your pants as you turned to look up at the statue that had been created for Grace, a warm smile on your features as you looked it over.
Upon your return to Erid just over two months ago, you found out through Adrian that Simon and Grace were no longer with them.
A few months into your departure, around the time you realized you were no longer receiving the videos, Grace had passed away due to a sudden heart attack and some time later Simon had fallen ill with what Canyon could only assume was an illness that sprouted from the mutations the blood ocean gave him; Without you around to check on them and ensure their health was good, they passed within weeks of each other. You were utterly destroyed upon being told the news and for days after you had locked yourself in your clinic wondered if it would be best for you to join them in whatever afterlife they had found. You had all the tools in the world to do it with after all but in the end, you knew they wouldn't want that for you. You had fought so hard to survive, to overcome the odds presented to you and you decided to keep living on behalf of them. With your Eridian family and their newly added pebbles, you decided to enjoy the life they'd provide for you until the end of your own days when you'd join Grace and Simon again.
"I should get going, I don't think the pebbles would enjoy me being late again, especially Hami." You joked as you turned your attention away from the statue down towards the two grave plots just below the tree where your lovers resided. A saddened smile now graced your features as you knelt down, your fingers gently brushing over the names that were engraved into the xenonite plaques that laid nestled in the ground; You wondered if Simon had to be the one to explain what a grave was, or if perhaps Rocky had to go digging through the laptops to figure out just what customs were done on Earth when people passed.
"I'll be back later to chat some more. Love you guys." You spoke, lifting your hand to your lips as you pressed a kiss to your fingertips before pressing them against the plaque. Afterwards you got to your feet and after one final look at the statue and tree, you left the biodome that was designated for the two of them before you made your way into the main biodome. You would put your hands in your pockets as you walked, looking out towards the makeshift ocean and watched the way the tide would come and go. You began to understand why Grace liked the ocean as much as he did, it was soothing, calming, and whenever you had your bad days you would find yourself sitting and just listening.
It didn't take you long before you reached your point of interest, walking up the few steps that resided there as you looked around the classroom, a small grin breaking out across your face as your gaze landed on the class of very excited pebbles that awaited you. You made your way over towards the laptop that awaited you, pressing a few buttons before you began to speak.
"Good morning class, take your seats and settle down, yeah?" You turned your attention to the group, your hands on your hips as the pebbles all jumped around, waving their arms, even nudging whoever was next to them at the moment; It was very easy to make out the Adrian and Rocky pebbles from the group alongside the Melon and Canyon pebbles, they were your best students after all. With a clap of your hands, you asked your first question of the day.
Yo twin I think ur writing is so awesome, I need some more fluff (?) Cute romance with pirate clark!!!
How you feelin about a little time in the future where you've gone to the backrooms and you and pirate clark have met each other before and he's really growing to like you and you're starting to like him backkkkk...? Like something I think about is maybe he'd know somehow you entered the backrooms and he'd actively go looking for you idk☹️ he misses you 💔
I want bro to swoon for me
YESSSS LIVE LAUGH LOVE CAPTAIN CLARK 🗣️
i actually adore him so much it's insane. thank you for giving me an excuse to write more fluff for him 💚
reader is gn!
cw// clark eats a still life (nothing graphic)
time didn't exist in the backrooms. there was just a constant stillness, nothing really ever moved or progressed. captain clark had no real concept of time, only being able to perceive what was happening in the moment. and in the moment, all he knew was you were not here. you had not been there for quite a few moments, until those moments bled into hours, and all he had to do while you were gone was wander around for forever until you came back. and he would know, he always knew when you returned. he had come from this place, he was a part of it, and his entire world revolved around you whenever you were in it.
he dragged the body of a still life he had been consuming around by its leg, gnawing on its disembodied arm as he limped along, peg leg thudding against the floor with each step. he never had much else to do besides hunt and eat the other entities that resided within the complex. them, and whoever else dared to wander into his world. except you, of course. why he differentiated you from the others was a mystery, not even he knew why he took a liking to you.
as he stalked along, he felt a sudden shift in the air. the echo of a noise that he had learned to distinguish as your voice at a distance reached him and be turned on his heel, mouth full of still life stuffing as he glanced around to find where you were. he let out a long, loud whine, excitement bubbling up within him that you had returned. he began stumbling in the direction he had heard your voice, his big, wet eyes darting around in search of you.
meanwhile on the other side of the complex, you had just stepped through the portal.
"captain!" you called out his name, cupping your hands on either side of your mouth to make your voice louder. "im here!"
wherever he was he was sure to find you. safer than you going out to search for him, you'd get lost, so it was best to wait until he arrived. a few moments passed until you heard the echo of a familiar moan. so he wasn't too far away after all. you sat patiently right where you were until you eventually heard the thumping of his peg leg grow closer and closer until he stumbled into view. your eyes lit up at the sight of him, as did his at the sight of you.
"hi, captain!" you waved at him, skipping over to the giant pirate and tackling his waist, arms coiling around his midsection to hug him. he let out a happy whine, his long arms encircling you as well as he bent forward a bit to return the embrace. as you pulled away you felt his big hands cup the sides of your face as he pressed sloppy kisses to your cheeks and forehead.
"captain!" you giggled, his drool slobbering all over your skin. this was the most excited he had ever been to see you. it made a blush rise up to your cheeks. he then pulled away and gave you a sad, pathetic look, his eyelids droopy as his frown deepened.
"i know, im sorry i was gone for so long," you apologized. captain let out a purring, clicking noise at you, before he reached behind him. you hadn't even realized he'd been dragging a corpse behind him when he greeted you, too lost in your own excitement to see him again. he yanked what was left of the still life up of the floor and held it out to you.
"o-oh!" you stammered, surprised. "uh, thank you, but no thank you."
you shook your head as he nudged the body towards you, wanting you to eat some, but when you declined he groaned and dropped it to the floor again. you let out an awkward laugh.
"i already ate before i came here," you told him, patting your tummy with your hand. he eyed your gesture and then copied it with his own hand, patting his stomach.
"yes, i can tell you just ate too," you laughed awkwardly. you were never sure how to feel about him eating the other weird people that lived in the complex, but you didn't mind. you weren't sure they could feel pain and just had to visualize them as crickets being fed to your giant pet spider. you then lifted your arms as you saw him extend his own, hands cupping beneath your armpits to lift you up into the air. he then hoisted you up against him, cradling you against his chest as he began carrying you further into the complex. you wrapped your arms around his neck to hold on as he limped his way through the yellow hallways until you reached your intended destination; the little room he had decided was yours. there were even more chairs and couches piled up inside the room now, and you realized he must have been adding on to your little fort while you were away.
he carried you in until you were in the center of the room where a large mattress was he had hauled in from some bedroom somewhere and set you down gently upon it, before plopping down beside you himself. you folded your legs into a criss-cross position and smiled up at him, and he stared back down at you. he never really smiled, his face stuck in a perpetual frown, but you could tell by the subtle shifts in his eyes and breathing that he was content. you laid back on the mattress, legs curled up to your chest and he copied you, laying down as well beside you. he had very wide shoulders which made it a little difficult to lay down comfortably so he had to settle on his back.
"y'know, it's way better in here with you than out there," you admitted, reaching your hand out to trail along his beard. he purred at the display of affection. "not that you'd know, but... there's so much i have to deal with in my world. it's nice to come back to this and be with you."
captain let out a low whine at your words, scooting himself closer to you so he could fling an arm around you and pull you to him. you were flush against his chest now and you felt your cheeks go warm at the sensation of being cuddled up so closely to him.
"i like it in here," you smiled softly. "i feel like i'm right where i'm supposed to be when i'm with you."
your fingers tug gently at his yellow tunic and his hold on you constricts. he lets out a low moan that rumbles in his chest that you can feel in your bones. you feel his other hand come up and pat your hair, petting the top of your head. you can tell he cares as deeply about you as you do him, and it makes your insides feel all warm and fluttery. your eyelids flutter closed as you curl up into his side, arms and legs wrapped around his midsection as if you were a large koala.
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