show me the stars

LT Blake Ryan | Pilot of the SSV Berlin | ME3MP OC

[livesunique]

Carbisdale Castle, Sutherland, Scottish Highlands,

Image Courtesy: Strutt & Parker

[luca-moreno]

Bonnie boy. Come closer.

Luca’s wrist pinged with the message and he snapped his head up with a grin.

On the other end of the long table, Ryan was leaning back, relaxed and casual, one inked hand drumming out a soft beat against the table as he sat talking with Mara and Isaac. He had a beer in his other hand but his eyes were firmly focused on Luca.

Kiosho jostled him. “Hey, you still playing, little bro?”

Luca tore his gaze away from those hot, piercing blue eyes and back to the card game they were playing. “Uh. Sure. Um… no, wait, I fold-“

He slapped his cards down just for Mason to make an irritated sound of annoyance. “Luca, I’m trying to teach you to play solitaire-“

“Yep, got it,” he said, hopping up. His gaze went back to Ryan and stuck. “Kings and aces and spades and…”

Kiosho snickered as Mason picked up the cards. “Oh, for god’s sake.”

“Don’t fight it, man,” Kio told him helpfully. Then he scowled. “It’s like he’s got a magnet in his ass for that man, I fucking swear.”

Luca almost didn’t hear him, already pushing in his seat. He offered his brother a smirk. “Who says he doesn’t?”

--

A few seconds later, Ryan was leaning back from the table enough for Luca to slide in and curl up on his lap.

Mara gave them both a fondly exasperated glance. “Nunca separados por mucho tiempo,” she said. Never apart for long.

Ryan shrugged and Luca hid his flushed cheeks in the crook of his neck. He was aware of Isaac’s amused snort but more so of the way Ryan put down his beer and curled his arm protectively around his back.

“Bonnie boy,” he whispered, only for Luca’s ears. Luca grinned to himself and snuggled closer, listening in as Mara and Isaac talked quietly with Ryan.

“We can get Luca and Kiosho working on it,” Isaac said, glancing over at Luca. “I don’t think it’s anything they can’t handle.”

Ryan shook his head as Luca sat up. "No."

“Working on what?”

Isaac and Mara exchanged a glance and a smile played at the corners of Mara’s mouth.

“There’s an old aeromeca in one of the back sheds,” Isaac told Luca. “It hasn’t been used in years because we’ve never had the ability to repair it. No parts. But the fabricators on the Berlin will be able to do it.”

“Aye, and I’ve been wanting to get that old lassie in the air for as long as I ken remember.”

Luca glanced curiously at Ryan. “So, why don’t you want me and Kio to fix it? If it’s old tech and we have the fabricators, it can’t be too hard.”

“Because,” Ryan looked at him pointedly. The hand rubbing Luca’s back stole up under the hem of his shirt. “I wannae work on this with you.” Blue eyes caught Luca and held him, heavy with promise and meaning. “Just you and me.”

“I’m sure I can find something else for Kiosho to do,” Mara said, sipping her drink just as Kiosho looked up.

“I can hear you talking about me, ya know! I’m not deaf like ol’ shithead over there-“

“Kiosho!”

“What?”

“Do not speak about your brother like that. Te lavaré la boca con jabón!”

Kiosho pulled a sheepish face as Luca flipped him off behind Mara’s back, only for her to reach over and slap his hand down.

“Control your son,” she said to Isaac in Spanish and Kiosho hooted at the pinched expression on Isaac’s face.

“I’ll leave that for Ryan,” he muttered. Ryan snorted and pulled Luca closer, his heavy, possessive hand hard to miss against Luca’s hip.

“Not the type of discipline I like to doll out-“

“Kalahira,” Luca pressed his face into his hands, shoulders shaking with muffled laughter and mortification. “Can we get back to the aeromecha?”

“Aye, love,” Ryan chuckled, tipping Luca’s face up to his. The conversation moved on around them, Kiosho suddenly accusing Mason of cheating and Mason trying to patiently explain the rules once again. He ended up pinching his brow.

“Ethan,” he muttered. “Is this what having a kid is going to be like?”

“Another reason we should get a dog,” Ethan supplied with a smirk around a puff of his cigarette.

Luca focused on the curve of his boyfriend’s mouth, thinking absently once again how much he adored it. Ryan was still speaking.

“So... just you and me,” Luca queried, his excitement already starting to build. The upside to the Berlin being effectively grounded for repairs meant that Ryan was more accessible to him- the downside was that Luca had found his engineering ability in more demand than ever.

But the thought of working on something with just his boyfriend sounded like heaven.

And he was excited to see the aeromecha. “Can we go see it now?” he asked urgently. It was dark outside but he had his drones to light the way. “I’d love to check it out.”

Ryan gave Isaac a questioning glance and he shrugged. “Why not? No time like the present. Have fun.”

[veronicathegoddess]

okay and hear me out: needy doms. their cocks rock hard and dripping precum. pressing up against you, kissing your neck and grinding on your ass as they tell you how much they need to be inside you right now.

[flyingblakeryan]

Are you sure we can't skip dinner, just this once? I don't think I can move....

My legs are jelly and I am so full. I'm so happy, Ry. I love you so much. I'm so happy to be here with you.

Can we take one of these models back to the ship?

We can take anything you want.

But no. Mara will have our hides if we're not at that table. 😏

[flyingblakeryan]

"Don't look away." Ryan growled against Luca's neck, teeth gentle-sharp on his soft skin.

Luca whimpered in his arms. His slim hips flexed, thrusting helplessly into Ryan's slick fist as the pilot stroked his dick like it was his own. "Fuck! It's too much." Luca sobbed, but his body kept moving of its own accord, seeking out greater stimulation.

Ryan fucked into him, taking back every inch stolen by Luca's greedy hips. He tightened his grip, adding a devilish twist at his swollen tip. "Watch yourself come apart in my hands, boy."

[luca-moreno]

..oh

[flyingblakeryan]

Never let me go, Blake. I want to be here with you forever. Promise you'll keep me?

Longer than forever. We're enmeshed now, boy.

[barbiefox21]

Handsome warrior and his gorgeous horse @ben_actionhorses on instagram Via @m-e-d-i-e-v-a-l-d-r-e-a-m-s

[fuckyeahgaygifs]

[flyingblakeryan]

[flyingblakeryan]

x

“Ah-ah.” Ryan pulled at Luca just as he tried to take his usual spot at the pilot’s feet on the cockpit floor. “Can’t fly down there.”

“Can’t suck your glorious cock up there,” Luca teased, nearly making his boyfriend reconsider.

Ryan huffed a breathless chuckle, amazed at the way Luca made his blood surge. He patted one thick thigh with a raised eyebrow. “I dun wannae ask again.”

“Bossy today, huh.” Luca half-giggled, bounding to his feet and settling naturally in the pilot’s lap with a delightful little wiggle that made Ryan grip his hips to force him still. Lest Ry bend him over before they even got anywhere.

“Fucking needy,” Ryan answered. Grinding up into Luca’s clothed ass from the pilot’s chair. “Let’s get to the farm so that I can get inside you, aye?”

-

“Gods, you’re incredible.” Ry gestured, smiling as Luca followed his movements to shut down the Berlin’s complicated systems. “You sing, you dance, you invent, manufacture, program, and fly.” He kissed the engineer’s clothed shoulder, no small amount of softness in his accented voice. “Is there anything ye can’t do, darlin?”

“Well.” Luca bit his full bottom lip, twisting in Ryan’s lap to lace his arms around the pilot’s neck. Ryan’s hands came up to hold him closer. “I’m not very good at missing you.”

Luca smiled against Ryan’s chuckle, eventually swallowing the end of it in a heated kiss. “Let’s not do that again then,” Ryan whispered, pecking light kisses across the boy’s blushing cheekbones. “My bonnie boy.”

-

“Blake Ryan. Dónde demonios has estado? (Where the hell have you been?) Mara’s hands went straight to her hips and Ryan waved above his head with a sheepish grin as he gripped Luca’s hand, pulling him through the now crowded farmhouse, beelining for the small spare room he’d claimed so many years ago.

He had never been so grateful to be sharing a space with so many people. With this many new faces it would be after dinner before Mara made her way around to chastise his improper reintroduction. But he had places he had to be.

Luca’s eyes softened as he stepped into the room. The dust stirred up by Ryan’s childlike flop onto the bed, sparkled in the sunbeams coming from a window and casting long shadows across the old hardwood floors. “How many of these do you have?” His elegant fingers traced the wings of a miniature figure of an old earth bomber sitting next to a vintage fighter jet model on a shelf.

“Lots.” The pilot smiled at the plastic, glow in the dark stars on the bedroom’s ceiling. “Isaac got wasted and decided he was too old for them when we were in our 20s. I made him bet that if he didn’t vomit after one more shotgun then I’d be the one to peel all the tiny stars off his ceiling and move them to the spare.” He snorted, resting his arms behind his back as Luca abandoned his curiosity in search of skin. He settled easily over the pilot’s hips and listened intently to his story with wandering hands. “Suffice it to say, I didn’t have to do it.”

“Is that why cap doesn’t drink anymore?” Luca asked thoughtfully, slim fingers already working the buttons of his boyfriend’s trousers.

“One of the many reasons.”

[fohk]

[flyingblakeryan]

[flyingblakeryan]

operation: reaperfall wrap up (see also: fluffville xpress)

follows x

“Move.”

Maddox couldn’t help the delighted little chuckle that bubbled in the face of the pilot’s brash huff. He pushed past the adept and the commander to be the first one off the ship.

The wide, exterior bay doors were only ever used planetside and only ever to load cargo, mostly. But refugees were cargo enough and the Cerrillo farm was still several klicks out. The Terra Nova sunshine, even through the dusted rubble, was blindingly bright but the smile of the curly-haired boy waiting for him eclipsed even that.

He wasn’t sure if he had scooped up Luca or if Luca had jumped into his arms but all at once he felt the surge of triumph and relief akin to the feeling one gets when the last piece of a difficult puzzle finally fits into place. It took him a solid minute to speak without sobbing. He settled for pressing chaste kisses all over Luca’s face and the top of his head as the engineer clung to him, both men soaking in the moment.

If there was a world outside of Luca’s soft eyes, Ryan didn’t care to know it. He held Luca’s face in his hands and Luca’s fingertips grazed the pilot’s soft auburn beard. They pressed their foreheads together, sharing a breath, half making sure the other was actually real this time.

“Are ye okay, love? You did so good.”

[mxltenchxcxlate]

anybody interested in that extremely passionate, i can’t possibly pull you in closer but I’m going to grab at you and try type of sex? that slow stroke, cock warming, hand on throat, gentle kisses, other hand guiding hips type of sex?

[spookyfbi]

I just want my OTP to derrive meaning from each other in a way that would be incredibly unhealthy and codependent if two people did that in real life but is profoundly poetic and romantic within the context of a fictional piece of media in consuming.

[luca-moreno]

Post war - Nessie

its long so under the cut - just something that’s been in my head for a while

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