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Peter Quill ([personal profile] nostalgiabomb) wrote in [community profile] quaranmeme 2018-01-02 11:56 pm (UTC)

UHHHHH NSFW WARNING 40 COMMENTS AGO....

[ She grinds against him with far more purpose, far more intent, and he groans again, holding her close, rutting up against her. And it occurs to him, then, that there are, like, a million layers too many separating them, that if she keeps this up he really might just come in his jeans, and ugh, what is he, a horny, desperate teenager?

The way she growls makes him shudder, because wow, that was. New. And good. Like, really good, and he could stand to hear her like that again, except she’s sending some seriously mixed signals, here, because she’s fumbling with his belt without even waiting for his answer. Which— you know what? That’s fine, actually. That’s cool. That’s awesome, because maybe that means Gamora is as eager for this as he is, that she’s just been waiting for the right moment, like he has been.

He at least does her the favor of undoing the heavy buckle of his belt, yanking it from the loops of his pants to let it clatter to the floor. ]


Bed.

[ Decisively, if breathless, and he pushes himself to the edge of the couch. He could carry her to the bedroom, if he needs to, and sometimes his partners seriously dug that particular display of strength, but he’s not sure if Gamora would appreciate it. ]

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