My joints ache

Stratt hires a climate change scientist and then nukes Antarctica and paves the Sahara desert and the scientist just sobs

Rocky calls Grace a leaky blob

Rocky thinks humans are crazy for doing EVAs

Stratt gets sued by Everyone for plagiarizing Everything

Grace gets scurvy

Grace drags Rocky back into his habitat after Rocky saves him, and he gets really bad burns from coming into contact with Rocky's atmosphere

Grace also power washes Rocky, but we don't talk about it

Rocky was orbiting Tau Ceti for 40 years before Grace came along

Rocky has anxiety about oxygen after he gets lit on fire by Grace's atmosphere

Rocky also has anxiety about Grace using the centrifuge because of how it almost killed him that one time

Grace also pulls that maneuver a few more times and repeatedly passes out (at least he doesn't get crushed by a metal chair after the first time, though)

During the confrontation with Grace and Stratt, Stratt calls Grace a coward and Grace says that Stratt is murdering him. Just much more aggressive language all around

Grace doesn't lose his memories from the coma; Stratt injects him with memory altering drugs. Her hope was that by the time he remembered, he'd either already be done, or he'd be in too deep to stop

Eridians don't know about relativity, which is said in the movie, but in the book Rocky talks about how he was basically running the ship alone with a faulty trajectory and STILL managed to make it to Tau Ceti

When taumoeba leaks into the Hail Mary's fuel, Grace immediately dismisses the possibility of Rocky's boxes failing because Rocky is such an incredible engineer

When Grace and Rocky separate, Grace does loser amounts of math to figure out how long he'll be able to see Rocky's ship

When Grace does something stupid, Rocky forces him to take a nap to be less stupid

Rocky doesn't have a voice, Grace just learns Eridian by using his laptop setup

Grace gets arthritis at the end from Erid's intense gravity

Grace also gets a slew of other diseases from malnutrition

He survives by eating taumoeba until the Eridians can figure out how to feed him

The Eridians feed Grace by synthesizing human meat. Grace calls them "me-burgers" and they're his favorite food

Rocky's blood is mercury and he eats toxic heavy metals

When Grace teaches Rocky about radiation, he gets Rocky to cover his side of the tunnel in astrophage to protect him. Rocky tells Grace to do the same, but Grace just lies and says that humans are immune to it. On the inside, he thinks that it doesn't matter if he gets cancer because he's going to die anyway :(

Rocky's ship is the first actual spaceship Eridians ever made. Rocky has to fix so many things on the way over, because they just have no experience with space travel

Dick loves when you come home irritated.

Usually, when you come home from work and he’s already home, you beeline it for him, give him a kiss, and demand five minutes of uninterrupted hugging.

Sometimes, you come home angry. In those moments, you tell him right away, so you both know to not push each other's buttons and not say things you don’t mean.

But there is that sweet spot.

Someone was annoying at work. The printer kept jamming. There was a traffic jam on the way home or the bus was late.

You are irritated.

And Dick can say a single sentence to derail the rest of the day (and get himself railed instead).

“You want me to lay here and help you feel better?”

That wording. “Lay here”. 

He started saying it one day because he knows that’s all he’s going to do.

“Ghhh holy- ah- holy fuck!” he yelps out when you drag him back onto your cock by his thighs. The rhythmic snap of your thighs against his ass makes him ascend, his muscles clench and fingers curl.

Fingers that can’t touch you, as the pretty, black ropes tie them together and above his head.

The noises he makes are music to your ears. Looking at the expression on his face makes any annoyance at the day you’ve had melt away.

You love looking at him.

You give a particularly deep thrust and hit a sweet little spot inside him as a little treat, to keep him on his toes.

He throws his head back onto the sheets and whines, a fatal mistake.

Your movements still and one of your hands leaves his skin to grab his chin to force his beautiful blue eyes back to look at you.

“Nuh uh uh babyboy, look at me,” you tut softly. His eyes snap back open and you can see them lightly glossing over. He’s already lost in his own brain, floating in the clouds.

“There we go, that’s my good boy.” 

Dick drinks up the praise as if he’s dying of thirst. He frantically nods and tries to move his body to push himself further on your cock, to fill himself up and make you start moving again.

The hand that was on his jaw leaves its place and lightly grazes his neck in warning, but he doesn’t stop squirming.

So your arm snaps down to pin him to the bed by his hip. Your fingers dig into his skin, leaving delicious bruises he will find in days time, sensation that makes him moan out loudly. The side of him, the one that loves when sex is borderline painful, gets fed like a hungry beast every time you are too irked to care.

Usually you treat him like a prince, worship him like he worships you.

Not tonight.

You tut disapprovingly at him looking away. “And you were doing so well.”

Dick whines at the displeasure in your voice. He wants to be so good for you, but you are making him feel so good, he can’t help himself and wants more. He frantically tries to apologize, but all that comes out are quick loud breaths, trailing into soft mewls as he shifts his ass back and forth to get any friction in his ass, despite you pinning him in place.

The arm that isn’t holding him by his hip grabs the outside of his knee to stop any remaining repositioning of his body. His acrobatic training comes in handy, as you manoeuvre him to be nearly folded over with his legs in a V shape, bent at the knees over your shoulders. Just like that, you drag him to the edge of the bed, where you can thrust into him better.

Dick waits for the wild thrusts, but they don’t come. 

Instead, you lean down, putting your forehead over his. Droplets of sweat grace his skin as it drops from your jawline onto his neck and collarbone. 

The intensity of your gaze pulls him in. There is mischief in it, along with bone-deep adoration that shines through every time you look at him.

Something about that gaze makes him gulp.

“If you don’t stop moving right now, I won’t cum inside you.” 

He immediately goes rigid. If there is one thing he loves to feel, it is the warm stickiness between his thighs after you pull out. Denying him of that would make him cry.

He knows you would. You are in that mood.

“Hmm. That’s better.”

One of your hands strokes his cheek. He moves to nuzzle into it and momentarily closes his eyes, content.

“However, for that, I’ll only consider finishing inside you after you cum twice.”

And Dick can only whimper. 

And lay there. To help you feel better.

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