And Peter is not too proud to do that. Under the right conditions, and Rocket is an expert at making them happen, he can ask for things nicely. He has to stop himself from giggling like a teenager with a crush at finally being able to hear Rocket's voice. Gods, he missed it even if it really hasn't been that long. He missed more than his voice.
It feels like such unfortunate timing that they have developed this...thing...now that Peter finally decided to try and reconnect with his stranded grandfather. To Peter, it feels a disservice to both men to want to be close to both at the same time and knowing he has to choose.
Time to make the best of what they have. There's an audible wet pop before he speaks, signaling that Peter still had the lollipop in his mouth.
"That's impossible, but you can try." A challenge. Then, a better offer. "Rail me until I can't walk straight either, handsome. How about that? Or I could ride you again and see how much I can make you groan."
There's the soft sound of movement, signaling that Peter's making himself more comfortable on the bed he's in. It's followed, also on purpose, by the sound of a zipper being pulled down, some more rustle, and the familiar noise of Peter's pants hitting the floor.
"Are you calling me because your hands are busy? Please say yes. I wanna know what those skilled fingers are doing when they're not inside of me."
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And Peter is not too proud to do that. Under the right conditions, and Rocket is an expert at making them happen, he can ask for things nicely. He has to stop himself from giggling like a teenager with a crush at finally being able to hear Rocket's voice. Gods, he missed it even if it really hasn't been that long. He missed more than his voice.
It feels like such unfortunate timing that they have developed this...thing...now that Peter finally decided to try and reconnect with his stranded grandfather. To Peter, it feels a disservice to both men to want to be close to both at the same time and knowing he has to choose.
Time to make the best of what they have. There's an audible wet pop before he speaks, signaling that Peter still had the lollipop in his mouth.
"That's impossible, but you can try." A challenge. Then, a better offer. "Rail me until I can't walk straight either, handsome. How about that? Or I could ride you again and see how much I can make you groan."
There's the soft sound of movement, signaling that Peter's making himself more comfortable on the bed he's in. It's followed, also on purpose, by the sound of a zipper being pulled down, some more rustle, and the familiar noise of Peter's pants hitting the floor.
"Are you calling me because your hands are busy? Please say yes. I wanna know what those skilled fingers are doing when they're not inside of me."