#need.

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18+ mdni

it goes on literally all day... you wake up horny and robby rubs your clit through your sleepshorts but then just gets up and leaves for work with a "behave yourself while I'm gone" as casual as ever :/// and it's frank's day off but robby made sure to clue him in, so frank teases you all day with a messy kitchen make-out when he comes home all sweaty from his run in the morning... full-on dry humping while you guys watch tv... but it all leads nowhere and he laughs at your frustration every time

then once robby's home they both work you up 3 times and you're practically vibrating with need, all hot and balmy and whimpery and totally brainless :((( robby taunts "you wanna cum, sweetheart? think you've earned it?" and when you nod and sob please daddy he pulls out his phone and opens facetime "let's see what jack thinks"

robby pans the camera over your teary face and down your body to your sticky swollen pussy and you can hear jack groan over the line. robby gives a couple mean smacks to your pussy that make such a lewd sound. you hear jack say, “Shit, man, what'd you do to the poor thing." and robby chuckles </33

and frank grabs your face and directs "look at the camera, pretty girl. Ask Mr. Abbot for what you want."-- and robby adds a low "Nicely."

"Please, Mr. Abbot," you sound so needy and so gone and jack has to give himself a squeeze so he doesn't bust right there "please can I cum? I've been such a good girl, waited all day"

"All day?" His voice is thick with arousal, more gruff and low than you're used to. Talks so sweet as if he isn't purposefully dragging this out. "Babygirl, you must be hurting"

"Mr. Abbot" you repeat, somehow even more desperate "please"

cw: accidental touches, reader x grace established relationship, teasing, rocky putting grace on blast as usual. sfw. suggestive. gender neutral reader.

reader's last name is jude! hahahha get it beatles reference hahaha-

divider by @/pixopix

Before getting fully used to zero gravity, Ryland Grace had accidentally put the two of you in some 'compromising' positions.

"Honeyyyy! W-Watch out, I can't steer this thing!" Grace is screaming, high-pitched and full of genuine terror. You'd laugh at him referring to his body as 'this thing to be steered,' but it's different when he's hurling at you at a concerning speed. It would be your first time without any sort of gravitational pull keeping you from-

BAM!

Your lover's body crashed onto yours mid-air and flailing. If it wasn't for the plot convenient wall behind you, you'd have bounced off him - think two guys running at each other with yoga balls, yeah.

"Goodness, Grace." You let out a 'hugh' as your back hits the metal wall of the Mary. Your lover was larger than you, taller, a bit of muscle on his form, you're hyper aware of his solid chest as it's pressed up against your face - his arms brace against the space above you, effectively holding you against him and a hard place, nice.

Your voice is muffled, speaking into the space between his pecs. He smells like coffee and existential dread - you love it. "... at least take me out to dinner first. There's gotta be a space diner or soooomething out here."

"That's very funny." You can't see the flushed face and matching grimace on Grace's face, but you sure can hear it in his tone. "Now, I need to find the freaking switch so we can..." He shifts, trying to find footing on the wall.

SLIP!

His left foot slides off the wall, sending him backward. By some unfortunate luck, his right leg catches a stray handle, making him pivot instead of fly back as intended.

He's effectively straddling you now, his hips pressed against your waist. Oooh, boy. The perpetual motion of his spin, only broken by your body, has him pressing onto you once more, it's an intimate grind - one he hadn't intended. (Though, neither party was complaining.)

"Flapping flounders..." Grace mutters under his breath, trying not to gawk at the sheer suggestion this position warrants.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

"Are you sure, Grace felt up mate on accident - question?" Rocky chirped, earning a groan from your lover.

Ryland's hands met his face in an instant, dragging down his reddening cheeks. That had been so long ago, how did it even get brought up?

"Grace sound like huge pervert. Statement. Jude should watch out." Rocky made what could be described as a giggle. If they had a face, there would 1000% be a shit-eating grin on it right now.