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One day grace will stop moving his heart will stop and rocky will immediately know, he never goes far from graces bio dome since his heart started to get quieter in the last few years he stayed close.

And when Rocky gets into his house, Grace had been sleeping when he passed he looked comfortable for a bit Rocky forgot about the conversation they had years ago and he was confused why his human wasn’t waking up till he Rember the conversation.

That day before he went to bed he knew he wasn’t going to be getting up so he got everything in order and made a video for Rocky, thanking him for his kindness for accepting him as his own and the biodome.

Rocky is obviously curious about how human bodies work and would def ask to watch you and grace have sex for science purposes, right?

Adrian and Grace are still getting used to each other, I like the idea of Rocky and Grace already having an established dynamic, one that Adrian is perfectly okay with of course but she’s still warming up to Grace themself. And unexpectedly they start to have interest in getting closer.

thinking about somnophilia with courtland mmmmm

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i can just imagine he comes home late all the time or doesn't really tell you when he's coming back from a mission because he can't predict that. and when he gets home, he doesn't care about the bruises or cuts only you sleeping in his bed. wearing his shirt, cuddling his pillow like a lifeline.

he can't help himself so he slips in beside you and fucks your thighs, his cock grazing your clit ever so often making you mewl and he kisses your cheek. "go back to sleep, bunny."

in the dark of the night all you could hear was the sweet sounds he extracted from you, the sticky mess between your thighs and him groaning in your ear. his hand underneath your shirt, pawing at your stomach - the other groping at your thigh.

he cums with a groan, biting down on your shoulder. he then lifts your leg over his, scoops up his release with his pointer and middle finger and circles it over your clit while peppering kisses on your face, trying to lull you back to sleep.

and then the next morning he wakes you up by goes down on you for compensation for him being a pervert the night before and disturbing your beauty sleep.

IM HUMOING MY SCREEN HE WOULD BE SUCH A SEXY SUBTLE OWNER DOM STOPPROLD

Courtland notices your habits the moment you move in. He catches how you hover near the door when he’s gone too long, how your shoulders relax the second he steps inside, and how you tilt your head when he speaks like you’re waiting for a cue. He files every detail away without saying anything at first.

He starts testing small commands just to see what happens. A low “come here” makes you cross the room without hesitation. A quiet “stay” keeps you frozen on the rug while he finishes a call. Each time you obey without thinking, his mouth curves into that small, private smile.

He loves the physical closeness you crave. He’ll sit on the couch with his legs spread and pat the floor between them so you can settle there, cheek against his thigh. His fingers automatically find the spot behind your ear that makes your eyes flutter.

Talks to you in that low, steady voice even when he’s not giving orders. “There’s my good 'lil thing” he’ll murmur while scratching under your chin. “Look at you, all calm and quiet for me.” The praise lands heavier because it’s never loud or showy.

He gets quietly possessive about your attention. If you wander too far across the apartment or house he’ll call your name once, soft and firm, and watch with satisfaction when you return to his side without question.

Likes watching you eat from his hand sometimes. He’ll hold a piece of fruit or a bite of whatever he’s having and wait until you lean in and take it gently. The trust in that small act keeps him fascinated.

Courtland never raises his voice with you. Everything stays quiet and controlled, the same way he handled missions. The contrast between his lethal past and the gentle way he handles you makes the dynamic feel even more intimate.

He keeps a mental list of your tells. The way your breathing changes when he pets you, how your fingers twitch when you want to crawl closer, the soft sound you make when he calls you petnames. He studies them like intel.

His arm slipping slowly around your shoulder first because he can't bring himself to hurt you, and choking sounds like a dangerous game. His arms are big, thick and strong, your precious throat is no match for them. He can't do it.

He's rolling his hips slow and careful, so instead he compromises with fucking into you a little harder, a little faster while he holds you so close and careful.