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1. Honey, tell me, are you good at staying still? by Logan_Aether

   Fandoms: The Gray Man (2022), The Gray Man Series - Mark Greaney, Drive (2011), ryan gosling cinematic universe - Fandom  

   • Explicit
   • No Archive Warnings Apply
   • M/M
   • Complete Work

   10 Jun 2026

   Tags

   • No Archive Warnings Apply
   • Driver (Drive 2011)/Sierra Six | Courtland Gentry
   • Driver (Drive 2011)
   • Sierra Six | Courtland Gentry
   • briefly mentioned eddie and coltland twins
   • Smut
   • Biting
   • Autistic Driver (Drive 2011)
   • Autistic Courtland Gentry
   • Morning Sex
   • then afternoon sex
   • a lot of sex basically
   • court gentry thighs
   • they get their own tag
   • Crying During Sex
   • crying outside of sex as well
   • a lot of crying basically
   • Aftercare
   • semi-verbal Driver
   • Angst
   • yes i managed to put angst in a smut fic its me are we suprised
   • Wank and Tell | Creator is Open to Comments about Masturbating to This Work
   • Trans Male Driver (Drive 2011)
   • Coming Untouched
   • Cunnilingus
   • Court is a good boy
   • Driver has sensory issues
   • Cockwarming
   • title from a noah kahan song because it makes me extremely sad
   • Court has chronic pain
   • yes i'm projecting

   Summary

   Casey woke slowly, cradled in the warmth of the sunlight streaming through the half-closed blinds and Court's arms securely around him. He blinked open an eye to glare at the window, then melted into the pillow as he felt Court shift closer, pressing a kiss to the back of his neck.
   "Morning," Court murmured, the low rumble of his voice threatening to lull Casey back to sleep. He let out a soft groan, burying his face in the pillow, and felt a chuckle reverberate through Court's chest. He yawned, digging his fingers into the bed and stretching like a cat, and froze momentarily as he brushed back into Court's tented pyjama pants.
   "Sorry," said Court, not sounding remotely sorry.

   Another Sixthgear/Sixminutes fic because I love them so much

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   • Part 2 of Sixthgear/Sixminutes

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