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Grace slammed the door shut, the hinges creaking with the sudden movement.
Fuck. Did he just get hard from seeing the first human in years? Really? Was he that pathetic to rut against his hand to the stranger who was currently being watched over by Rocky?
The answer, Grace was to ashamed to say, was yes. He rutted agaisnt his hand, hips moving with the contact of the tight grip he had around his cock, tiny whimpers and whines escaping him with each slide of his hand. The friction was delicious. He could only do so much to muffle the sounds of his pleasure, but they were in vain, because he was panting, arching his back and chasing the firm grip.
How would the human’s hands feel on his body? Would he like to top, or bottom? Would he be interested enough in him to do such an intimate act?
God. Grace hoped so. He hoped that the man would be willing to stroke his cock to completion, let him paint his face, let Grace fuck him, or fuck Grace until he was dumb. He wanted to have slow, lazy sex with the man because he was starved for human contact. He hadn’t had sex since his early 20’s, and hadn’t jerked off since before Project Hail Mary.
Sue him for being a pathetic mess. Sue him for jerking off to a guy who was in a fucking harness. He bucked up into his fist at the thought, a tiny sob escaping him, speeding up his hand around his cock. He thud his head against the door, moaning louder, chasing that high he knew was so delicious at the end.
Fuck. His thighs burned, endlessly thrusting into the tight grip of his han. He wanted to grab the man’s harness and fuck him hard. He wanted to trace his pecs through the harness, wanted to hold them in his hands and mark the scarred skin. He wanted to grip the harness for support while he fucked him, he wanted—Oh shit.
He was in love with a stranger he didn’t even know the name of. And fuck, did that make his balls draw tight, orgasm tipping over him as he painted his hand with his seed, striking as far as his chin.
He didn’t stop his hand until he was sure all his hormones had gone back to place, and looked down. Another problem, now he was soaked in his own jizz.