"Shaddup" Peter hisses when he hears Rocket laugh, and not a second later he amends with a "...actually no, keep going, please."
See, he's asking nicely and everything. Now that he's getting over the shock, his mind is conjuring all sorts of delicious scenarios involving Rocket riding him, and he really can't be too mad even when the other man is laughing at his expense. Peter's got it bad; sue him. Apparently, Rocket isn't faring any better, so...win-win for everyone involved.
"If you were here, I'd make sure to keep you busy by kissing you senseless. Let's see if you can keep laughing at me with my tongue down your throat. Just one of the things I'd like to put there."
There's a 'I can't believe you're doing this to me when I can't see you' muttered under Peter's breath a moment later, still audible if Rocket's paying attention. Some more rustling of sheets and clothing on his end too, as Peter finally gets rid of his underwear and his shirt. Yeah, he eventually figured that holding onto the commlink while having phone sex was not a viable option. It's on one of the pillows next to him, too. Coincidentally, the one Rocket usually uses to sleep on.
"No. Well, yes... but don't expect coherency for long if you ...aah... keep it up." That little sound of the bottle getting opened draws out a moan from Peter already, as he wraps a hand around himself and rolls his hips. Two can play this game, though.
"Would you let me do it if I were there? ' Get you all open and wet for my cock? You like my hands. Of course, I could always use my tongue instead. I think you might that one best."
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See, he's asking nicely and everything. Now that he's getting over the shock, his mind is conjuring all sorts of delicious scenarios involving Rocket riding him, and he really can't be too mad even when the other man is laughing at his expense. Peter's got it bad; sue him. Apparently, Rocket isn't faring any better, so...win-win for everyone involved.
"If you were here, I'd make sure to keep you busy by kissing you senseless. Let's see if you can keep laughing at me with my tongue down your throat. Just one of the things I'd like to put there."
There's a 'I can't believe you're doing this to me when I can't see you' muttered under Peter's breath a moment later, still audible if Rocket's paying attention. Some more rustling of sheets and clothing on his end too, as Peter finally gets rid of his underwear and his shirt. Yeah, he eventually figured that holding onto the commlink while having phone sex was not a viable option. It's on one of the pillows next to him, too. Coincidentally, the one Rocket usually uses to sleep on.
"No. Well, yes... but don't expect coherency for long if you ...aah... keep it up." That little sound of the bottle getting opened draws out a moan from Peter already, as he wraps a hand around himself and rolls his hips. Two can play this game, though.
"Would you let me do it if I were there? ' Get you all open and wet for my cock? You like my hands. Of course, I could always use my tongue instead. I think you might that one best."