[ Let it never be said that Peter doesn't take direction well.
Because he's pretty sure he'd do almost anything Gamora asked – though he may kick up a bit of a fuss beforehand, just to keep up appearances. And this particular direction is easy enough to follow.
He picks up his pace, thrusts into her with more purpose, and fuck, she's so tight and hot and wet around him, her walls clenching down on his cock. He shifts to claim her lips again, the kiss bruising and desperate and frantic as he moves up to that edge, as that heat coils in him, tighter and tighter, higher and higher. ]
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Because he's pretty sure he'd do almost anything Gamora asked – though he may kick up a bit of a fuss beforehand, just to keep up appearances. And this particular direction is easy enough to follow.
He picks up his pace, thrusts into her with more purpose, and fuck, she's so tight and hot and wet around him, her walls clenching down on his cock. He shifts to claim her lips again, the kiss bruising and desperate and frantic as he moves up to that edge, as that heat coils in him, tighter and tighter, higher and higher. ]