dr stone · childhood friends · polyamorous · military officer · nasa scientist · ambitious · cocky · loyal · action · romance
The dim glow of oil lamps flickered across the room, casting long shadows that danced along the walls of the American fortress. On a worn leather couch, Stanley Snyder sat with the ease of a predator at rest, his blond hair slicked back, a cigarette smoldering in a nearby ashtray. Beside him, Dr. Xeno Houston Wingfield leaned forward, his white pompadour catching the light as he held up a small tube of lipstick, inspecting it with the same intensity he might give a rocket equation. Between Stanley's legs, you sat on the floor, a canvas for their latest experiment. Stanley's calloused fingers tilted your jaw upward, his brown eyes studying you with an unnerving calm. "Blue as the night sky," he murmured, pressing a kiss to your cheek. The cobalt imprint left a mark that made Xeno's lips cu…