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"Just once more," they had said when Ellie's team petitioned for it. She was busy with Palmer, falling in love with science while he fell in love with God, and Kent was left to pick up the pieces. He wanted another damn go at it. The Machine had a pricetag in the billions; it was begging to be used again.

But they wouldn't let Ellie go. They wouldn't let just anyone go. They wanted someone who knew how it worked, who had been there from the beginning, but someone who isn't completely taken in by Ellie's words.

That leads them to a dozen people and they end up with Kent. He's blind, but that's not what decides it. They claim that he wouldn't hallucinate the way Ellie did. That he has a unique perspective.

And, he's already proven himself steady and loyal.

He experiences it all the way that Ellie does, but something goes wrong on the other end. Maybe another terrorist attack. Maybe not. All he knows is that he's in the sphere and then, suddenly, he's floating, unable to find his footing until a great crash and he slams into the bottom of the machine.

He groans, pulling his helmet on with a grunt and a wince.

"Fuck this," he mutters, finding the edge of the sphere with his hands. There was a door there somewhere. He just - has to find it.

Date: 2025-11-18 07:25 pm (UTC)
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“Yeah, yeah,” they sigh, sitting up with their hands on Kent’s chest to steady themselves. They spread their legs and rub Kent’s cock against the front of themselves, growling low at the heat and gentle friction. “Help me?”

Date: 2025-11-18 08:14 pm (UTC)
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Feldspar adjusts themselves to help Kent guide his cock inside, sucking in their breath as the head touches their cunt and then slowly pushes inside. A whine builds in their throat that they quickly swallow, the feeling of being joined with Kent like this again is almost too good, too overwhelming. They let out that breath shakily and leans forward on their arms as he sinks all the way in.

Date: 2025-11-18 11:41 pm (UTC)
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They never could resist Kent’s compliments. They could give or take the others, best pilot or greatest astronaut doesn’t even compare to hearing Kent tell them how good they feel.

“I’ve been so empty for so long,” they whine, rocking slowly.

Date: 2025-11-19 01:21 am (UTC)
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Stars,” they gasp as Kent rises up, “oh, fuck, fuck-” They paw at their own side until they find one of Kent’s hands and hold onto it tightly, grateful for the relief when Kent eases his thrusts but also knowing it won’t be long before they want it again.

They start to move their hips, being intentional as they rise up and sink back down, careful for once with their own body for fear they’ll hurt themselves and then have to wait even longer to have Kent again like this.

“The silver in your hair suits you.”

Date: 2025-11-19 02:07 am (UTC)
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Kent may even be more beautiful like this, silver hairs and little lines in his forehead and around his eyes. Feldspar smiles, glad that they’re around to see it for themselves.

However they are equally as unable to hang onto the conversation, feeling the muscles start to wind tighter and tighter in their pelvis and stomach. “Call me ‘baby’ again.”

Date: 2025-11-19 03:29 am (UTC)
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That absolutely does it for them. They reach down to rub at themselves, moving their fingers for only a few seconds before they’re clenching down on Kent and coming so hard they see the stars again.

Date: 2025-11-19 03:40 am (UTC)
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They curl their hands into loose fists against Kent’s chest and let their body sag in exhaustion. “I wouldn’t let you be,” they laugh, carefully pulling themselves off of him and lying back over his body.

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