When contact is lost with Mission Control, Commander John Dennington isn’t overly concerned. Such hiccups in communication are common. The first inkling of the larger problem occurs when he sees the very shape of the world change before his eyes.<br><br>John must ease his crew into a new mission and keep the Station together by any means necessary. The crew jeopardizes their chances by fighting his orders, but Jason Weiss, his mission specialist and the light of his life, makes John’s situation more bearable.<br><br>The smallest malfunction to Station or crew would spell the end for six astronauts trapped high above a ruined Earth. It’s their mission to carry on. Random chance of the universe hasn’t operated in their favor so far, but John is determined to see them all safely home.

Expedition 63 Book 1: Dusk

There were perks though. John had absolute control in this instance, and that was fine with Jason. He got to enjoy the show, as it were.


Fingers plucked at the waistband of Jason’s shorts a couple of times, teasing little snaps of the elastic a delicious shock to his skin. Jason hissed through his teeth, instead of voicing the loud groan that threatened to bubble out of him. “Sadist,” he accused in a whisper.


John snorted, but Jason noticed a distinct lack of correction from his lover. However, he also eased the last barrier between them away with careful tugs on the fabric. Jason’s dick rose up from its prison with a jerky bounce; he’d swear it waved at John, red and stiff.


Chapter 31