ₓ˚. 𝐑𝐲𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 ₓ˚.

You and Grace have been working in the Lab for hours now, it was hard not to take a "day" off when your only other companion on the ship was someone who hated knowing he could be working instead of sitting around. Armando had been having a few malfunctions recently, nothing major so far, mostly just dropping things and giving out the wrong anything. But you and Grace didn't see fixing that as your top priority.

Well, about 30 minutes ago Grace left to go get something from the medbay, probably something to help his reoccurring headaches, jeez, wonder how he could avoid those..

You didn't really pay any mind to him being gone that long, it was-

CLATTER

A loud noise echoed through the hall into the lab, okay, now that's a reason to go check. You got up and made your way over to the medbay, thinking to yourself that it was probably nothing, this was Ryland afterall. Well, when you got there..

Ryland was kicking and squirming on one of the beds, his pants were pulled down and his head was pressed against the stiff matress of the medbed. His ass was facing up and Armando was using one of his "arms" to spread Grace's cheeks apart, making him shiffer and squirm again.

"A...Ahnn...Stop....! Armando ..nnnn..." Ryland panted against the matress, trying his best to wiggle away. There was a clear tent in Rylands halfway-pulled down underpants, which was suprising, who knew he had it in him. The calm, robotic voice rang out, <"Medication insertion required due to patients refusal for intake.">

"I..I wasn't refusin...nhh.." Grace whined loudly and squeezed his eyes shut when the three, silicone fingers pushed two pills into him. (Grace hasn't even noticed you)