Rocky loves topping, but can hardly take it back. He dishes what he can’t take.
He’ll fuck you and Grace on his ovipositor to oblivion, edging you both until you’re begging to cum, practically sobbing.
But Adrian? Adrian makes him melt the moment they run a finger down his carapace.
All they’ll do is pin him down, and he’s already dribbling mercury. He’s starting to babble nonsense and it’s as if his sensitivity was cranked up to 1000.
And if you and Grace join Adrian? Oh he’s done for.
Adrian holds Rocky down, using a free hand to run their hand along his body. Ryland is deep into Rocky’s hole, his fingers working expertly to get the alien closer to release.
Your mouth is on Rocky’s body, licking and kissing all over his joints, carapace, and along his ovipositor.
Your hand isn’t doing much action, just holding onto the end of the appendage and running your thumb along the tip.
You can hear the broken sounds the alien produces as he thrashes to no avail in Adrian’s arms.
“Does it feel good, Dearest?” Adrian coos, their deep sound practically rumbling through the whole room.
Rocky doesn’t respond, seemingly overwhelmed by the pleasurable sensory overload he’s getting.
At the lack of response, Adrian holds Rocky tighter in their grip, commanding, “Speak.”
“♫♬ Yes..!!! Good! Good, good, good!!!♩♫” Rocky squeaks out, limbs twitching and writhing in pleasure, his words barely legible through his pleasured sounds.
Ryland begins to hum against Rocky’s opening, mouthing and kissing at the surface while speeding up his repetitive motions, dragging his fingers against the Eridian’s internal walls.
Taking one of Rocky’s hands into your mouth, you lick and kiss the digits, saliva all over his body and your chin from all your attention.
A sheen of metallic liquid covers your hand as you milk his ovipositor, before finally with a long, drawn out whistle, Rocky releases all over your hand, the liquid dripping down you skin and onto the floor.
His body keep twitching, before finally relaxing into Adrian’s hold, who lets go of him and bring them into their arms.
The rest of the night is spent caressing and cuddling the Eridian, and maybe a few orgasms for you and Ryland.
Love the idea of Earth successfully sending people to Erid long after you’ve settled there and basically become Eridian yourself, and the news gets back from the astronauts that they’ve basically built you this huge enclosure that looks just like Earth with a nice cozy little beach house. More specifically they hear about the fact that they’ve made you clothes that are based more so on their fashion and you’re adorned with all these different gems and jewelry pieces that you look almost royal to them only for you to casually say that these are all gifts from different Eridians, but most are from your lovers, Rocky and Adrian.
I can imagine internet running wild with people saying “Get you a man who loves you like an Eridian.” “If he’s not handcrafting you jewelry to wear, he’s not worth it!” “All these men ain’t shit! I’m gonna shoot myself into space and find my way to Erid.” and the whole world is spinning this narrative that you’re spoiled and pampered and they act like this with all humans. But that’s just a complete misconception.
Eridians do not actually care about humans very much or necessarily find them super sexy. They were acting cordial with the astronauts because they were basically ambassadors of Earth and they would obviously want to make sure they maintain a friendly relationship with Earth since they want to work together.
You are so highly regarded by Eridian society because you are the SAVIOR OF STARS and thus saved their planet along with yours, so obviously they would have respect for you that boarders on idolizing the same way figure heads are. They also treat Rocky that way but yours is a big more apparent because you are seen as such a rarity and also have different atmospheric needs that must be maintained because if they aren’t then you FUCKING DIE. Like the biodome is basically one of those very large, fancy, high maintenance terrariums that reptile owners have for their fancy lizard, except you are the very prized lizard that also saved their planet their world. So yeah, they’re gonna want to make sure you have everything you need, and then some, to stay happy and healthy. They’ve adopted you as one of them now!
Who the clothes? Well, your earth ones were falling apart from wearing them over and over again while on the Hail Mary and in the biodome, so they made you new ones based off of their own since human clothing patterns are strange to them, so they just understand what needs to be covered and go off from there. Also, gift giving is a very common form of showing love and gratitude to someone on Erid, and Erid is very appreciative of you (and Rocky) so you have a bunch of gifted jewelry that you wear to show that you are accepting of the gifts. Gems are practically weeds on Erid, it’s like making a flower crown out of dandelions growing on a patch of grass to them. It just happens to look super regal to humans back on earth.
Oh, the fact that Rocky and Adrian are all over you and constantly giving you their undivided attention and making you all these things? Well, that’s just because they’re both monster fuckers. The rest of Erid just feels humbly in debt to you because you save their world.
Back to human!reader, what if they were the perfect incubator for rocky and Adrian’s eggs? :3
who would’ve thought that we’d go from sweet, innocent phm fanfiction three months ago to alien sex and oviposition. I did. I knew it would happen. I always find my way back home. here’s a lil rockdrian x human!reader exclusive content for you
(sizing down the eggs compared to a previous imagine for reader’s sake because honey, you’re not fitting a football sized anything up anywhere)
“A-Adrian, I don’t think I can do this.”
A three fingered claw nearly the size of your head brushed through your hair.
“Can, statement. Beautiful mate made for us. Physical discomfort for only a moment.”
The turquoise Eridian loomed over you, bracketing your body with their arms to carefully keep their leaking vent above your hips where they kept a consistent thrusting rhythm with their ovipositor.
They had been preparing you for some time, loosening and slicking you up in preparation for what was coming. Your legs tightened around their wide carapace after a particularly bruising shove with a whimper.
Rocky was loafed next to your head, his own length limp against the floor but exposed so he would be ready to jump in after Adrian was finished. He hummed excitedly. “Almost time for clutch! Helping family unit grow, happy happy happy!”
It was a happy thing, you were still just a little unsure it was necessary for them to lay their eggs inside of you. They were sure convinced it was necessary.
“First egg dropping.”
“Oh Jesus,” you whine.
You couldn’t watch, refusing to look at what was descending out of Adrian. If the egg was huge, you would panic. You just had to put blind faith in your alien mates that they knew what your body could and couldn’t handle taking.
Adrian’s thrusts slowed to a stop and buried themselves to the hilt as the stretch of something began pulsing at your entrance. It was big, but thanks to it’s pliable shell it didn’t hurt too horribly as it pushed inwards.
The further it traveled though, an unfamiliar cramping began as parts of you stretched to accommodate the soft egg that Adrian gently guided to a safe spot nestled deep.
Your hips jostled against rock with a groan when the egg finally slipped free from Adrian. It was hot. You felt the heat deep in your core. It wasn’t burning you, but you knew the heat of five eggs (or technically ten, for the first couple months at least), was going to be hard to get used to.
You didn’t get much time to adjust before another brushed up against your entrance. By the time five eggs sat in your gut, you were sweating. Both from the strain and the warmth radiating from your belly. And you were only halfway through.
Adrian finally let up their hold on your body (you started to struggle after the third egg so they had to hold you steady to ensure the egg’s safety) and stepped off of you with a coo. Rocky was quick to replace them, trembling in excitement and ovipositor heavy and swollen against your naval.
“Rocky turn!”
Half an hour later, you were sandwiched between the two who were trilling songs louder than ever before. Their claws rubbed you everywhere, praising your courage and obedience.
“Rest, mate. Keep clutch safe and warm. We provide everything you need.” Adrian hummed against you, petting the light distension of your belly.
You didn’t know exactly how big the eggs inside of you were, but they were enough to protrude from your skin and pull your skin taut.
“Mate did so good! Feel eggs inside, question?” Rocky pressed a claw to your rounded stomach.
“They’re a little hotter than I expected.” You squirm to try to get more comfortable.
“Clutch must stay hot to ensure proper union and development. Why warm, moist host so important.” Adrian rubbed your head.
“But don’t you guys usually bury your eggs? Or throw them in an incubator or something? That would be warmer than me.”
“Mate warm enough,” Rocky dismissed.
might be a smidge more inactive than normal this weekend, but I’ll write and post when I can my freaks
Rocky makes you so much jewelry it’s insane. So much so that you literally cannot wear them all even though Rocky really wants you to. It’s just too much. You do wear a lot however. You sound like those 2000s moms with the bangles, rings, and necklaces where you can hear them clacking two miles away, and you look like you rolled around in a wealthy woman’s jewelry box.
When humans eventually travel to Erid and you’re still around, they genuinely think that you got crowned as their king/queen/ruler because you’re adorned with so much jewels and jewelry. And you have to answer no… Rocky and Adrian just really love you and you’ve got a lot of surfaces for jewelry to hang off of.
A lovely ask, curtesy of 🎨 anon who would like to stay anonymous! vv
Yippee your asks are back💋
I had one very persistent thought about Rocktiz and human!Adrian so I’m sharing it with you 🙂↕️
I imagine that this would happen after the entire egg laying ordeal lol
Like some time after the laying, Rocky and Adrian turn into humans because ✨space magic✨and they turn out to have four arms (there’s art of Rocktiz having four arms and I haven’t been the same since)
I think that Adrian and Rocky would definitely randomly pick up Ryland or reader to cuddle. Or they randomly would leave hickeys on them anywhere they can reach.
If Rocky and Adrian try to have sex, they probably have insane stamina. And more often than not, when Ryland is busy, Adrian and Rocky would take reader to a secluded corner of the biodome and have sex with her where she takes them from both sides. Eridians don’t stop until they are fully satisfied, and since Ryland isn’t present when that happens to stop them, reader passes out a few times during the entire process and she’s is utterly exhausted after, she’s basically a putty in Adrian and Rocky’s arms.
I also think that Adrian and Rocky would finish a lot during the ordeal, and quantity of the release is three times the human release and more viscous. So by the end of the ordeal reader is slightly bloated and leaking for a while from the sheer volume of Eridian release in both of her holes
And the funny thing is that Ryland is none the wiser, he doesn’t question anything when a few times during the week Adrian and Rocky refuse to let reader out of the nest
Thought he later catches them red handed but before he could complain about not being included again, Adrian and Rocky would drag him into the middle
Dropping the freak bomb because I had too much time to think about this lol
SO MANY YUMMY THINGS TO WORK WITH AHHHHH take these headcanons (focused mostly on rockdrian x reader)!
-First of all, HAIL YES to Rocktiz and human!Adrian. I LOVE the art of Rocktiz with several arms. All the more arms to hold you with. And good god are these idiots strong.
-They might not have the same rocky, reinforced limbs as their Eridian forms do but they’re still able to toss you over their shoulders with ease.
-Which they do. Often.
-Rocky is obsessed with his new height. He’s overjoyed that he’s bigger than you now. His towering height means you’re much easier to drag around in the nest and mold you against his body at will.
-He finds it exhilarating to sneak up on you when you’re least expecting it to scoop you into his arms and cuddle for an hour. Before, he’d have to headbutt you to the nest, now he can just take you there himself.
-In this new human form, they can see you properly for the first time. Your colors, your markings, all things they find fascinating.
-Adrian develops a horrible staring habit. You’re like an art piece to them and they want to study every inch of you.
-Smell is also a new sense and oh Rocky loves it. Rocky always has his nose buried in your hair or trailing over your skin.
-Adrian was able to carry you before becoming human, thanks to their size previously, but now they can do so without needing to worry so much about hurting you.
-Human skin is delicate, so they were always extremely soft when handling you in their claws. Now, they can squeeze you tightly because their arms don’t scrape you like they used to.
-Bruising is a new thing for the pair. Bruises weren’t anything they could sense before, as its just a discoloration of human skin and they couldn't see colors as an Eridian. Now? They’re fascinated that if they handle you or Grace too roughly, a little purple splotch might appear on your skin after a couple of hours (obviously they don’t try to do this on purpose, their grip strength is just so strong it happens very easily).
-They learn hickeys are a thing and proceed to cover you with them. Bites, sucks, licks- on every bit of skin they can reach. Much of the first week was spent with an Eridian on either side of you, nibbling marks onto your neck. Your neck, jaw, collarbone, shoulders and tops of your chest looked like they'd gone through war.
-The sex is wild. It was wild before, but now, it’s a different kind of wild.
-No longer donning ovipositors but regular cocks (that were certainly impressive beasts all on their own), they become even rougher in the bedroom.
-They don’t have to worry about going too deep like they did before. You’re able to take every inch of their new cocks without much fuss. Before, they had to make sure (Adrian, especially) that they didn't penetrate too far because they could really hurt you. Now they can bury themselves to the hilt.
-Much like they do in their Eridian forms, they’re putting all four of their hands to good use. Some are pinning you down, others are pinching and rubbing.
-They’re able to kiss you during sex now too, which they do so ravenously. More tongue than lip, honestly. You're not sure they understand what kissing is yet because it's never gentle, always hungry and wet.
-They can go for hours without getting tired. Their stamina is never ending and they'll make sure they get their fill before you're allowed rest.
-It can be a bit exhausting at times, and you certainly have blacked out on several occasions mid-session.
-Pinned between the two, one pounding into you from behind and one buried in your throat, oxygen can get sparse. They’ll stop to pat you awake, make sure you’re ok, before continuing.
-They always seem to find you when Grace is busy with his classes.
-The two want to make sure you’re not too bored because they know that humans need constant enrichment for their mental health. And what better enrichment is there than mating and deepening your bond with your mates?
-You try to keep it a secret from Grace, just how often you’re getting sandwiched between the two (he's a little prone to jealousy), but it’s hard to keep it under the radar when you’re stuffed full of goopy cum.
-It will drip out of you for hours at a time if you don’t properly clean yourself up afterwards. Sometimes they don't let you clean up- they find it mildly offensive.
-They have a lovely habit of cumming all over you. They really like the color of their cum on your skin.
-Rocky and Adrian get really possessive after an intense session like that, so they always trap you in the nest for a couple of hours afterwards to rub their hands over your sticky skin and worship your body.
-When Grace comes home and whines because you had fun without him, your two huge mates are quick to give him the attention he wants while you watch.
