Peter can feel his heart pounding faster at the words but he just grins lightly and keeps meeting Rocket’s eyes, full of need, before the other looks away. No matter the shape, some things about him never changed but it would be a lie to say that Peter found Rocket being bossy unappealing.
And yet, the other still manages to catch him by surprise every now and then. Lips wrap around the skin of his neck with a slow but persistent rhythm as a hand presses down on his aching erection and Peter makes a noise like a small bird, arching his back. The adrenaline rush, in part due to the small pricks of pain coming from his navel, is a beautiful thing.
"S...so you think you can tell me what to do?" It's a challenging question more than anything, a way to tease Rocket back without yet touching him. Which Peter could do but isn't, for now enjoying the other all over him, being trapped in place, at his partner's mercy.
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And yet, the other still manages to catch him by surprise every now and then. Lips wrap around the skin of his neck with a slow but persistent rhythm as a hand presses down on his aching erection and Peter makes a noise like a small bird, arching his back. The adrenaline rush, in part due to the small pricks of pain coming from his navel, is a beautiful thing.
"S...so you think you can tell me what to do?" It's a challenging question more than anything, a way to tease Rocket back without yet touching him. Which Peter could do but isn't, for now enjoying the other all over him, being trapped in place, at his partner's mercy.