A barely-terraformed planet at the far end of the galaxy seems like an odd place to go in search of domesticity, but that's very much what one gets out of Grown Men, and goddamn does it work. In the interests of disclosure -- stranded-and-eking-a-living-out-of-the-land is a narrative that makes me happy like warm blankets and kittens; combining that with off-screen but very present corporate creepiness (HardCell means business!) is like delicious kryptonite. Add in a pairing who are slowly learning to respect and understand each other while they do their best to pretend the constant sexual tension isn't driving them crazy? Oh. This was definitely a story I wanted to read. Bonus round: (view spoiler)[the exact flavor of hurt/comfort I go for, Runt patching up Ox's injuries as a non-verbal demonstration of how much he cares (hide spoiler)]. 
 At times the language didn't work for me -- this is a "can't have too many synonyms for cock" sort of book -- but mostly I could roll with that as an aspect of Runt's narrative voice. 4.5.