No! Well...maybe. Life's complicated, especially private life, when you live in space.
[ He does and UGH, THOR PLEASE. ] Very witty. [ He hopes you can feel the sarcasm in that text. ]
That would have been an abuse of power, no one could have been able to say 'no' to you. Good thing here no one cares about that, uh? We can disrespect you to our heart's content :)
[ And do other things too, not like Peter realized what he accidentally implied. ]
[ There it is again, that needling bite of a challenge -- and despite himself, Thor finds himself considering answering it. Pushing and testing, just a bit. He's been bothering texting their captain from his guest quarters because he's bored, because flying across the galaxy takes a long damned time compared to using the Bifrost, and taking the piss out of Peter Quill is. Well. Extremely fun. ]
i don't know, rocket's rather fond of me, and drax and i drank together the other night until we couldn't see straight. suspect the only one interested in disrespecting me is you.
[ Challenges make conversations more entertaining and they help Peter to stay sharp...even if he gets a bit easily flustered when Thor is involved. He just needs to get over his own insecurities, maybe, probably. If possible. ]
They're just easily impressed.
And please, as if you could handle someone like me if I started to act like the others.
hell of a way to talk about your crew, quill. [ 'Aren't they your family', Thor almost types, but family's still a rough subject. He shies away from it. ]
by 'acting like the others', do you mean endlessly charmed with my existence?
[ he knows he's got fans in the guardians, and it's awesome ]
They know I love them. Doesn't change the fact they can be ridiculous.
[ Yes, they're the only family Peter has left and he would be the first to admit it. Which is why they trash talk each others . God forbid someone else insults the rest of the guardians in front of him, but he can do it because reasons. ]
Exactly. But don't fool yourself, if I were remotely interested in getting your attention, you wouldn't stand a chance to resist my charms.
[ Thor hadn't known what a lothario was either, at first, but five years on Earth gave him the chance to immerse himself in the culture and slang a bit more. But. When it comes to this next response, in the end, he just settles for one flat, firm statement: ]
[ And he stops responding, suddenly, but soon it's pretty obvious why. Thor comes storming -- ha -- down the halls of the Benatar until he finds his way to the captain's room. Slams his fist on the door, and strides in without waiting to be let in. He's not actually properly angry, but he's relishing the chance to roll his eyes at Peter in person. ]
I don't gavotte. I would just like to state, for the record, that I've spent more years on Earth in modern times than you have.
[ Oh, ooops, sudden God of Thunder in his room. For a few seconds, Peter's eyes widen slightly and he blinks at the other man. Before his surprise can be terribly obvious, the corner of his lips tugs upward. ]
You move lightning fast. [ He should have started with the puns sooner, to be honest, if only to see if those would annoy Thor. ]
Earth's not that special. [ It only holds bad memories for him and Peter is more than happy staying away from it. ] But since you've been there so long, you might have learned a few things. What dances did I miss while I was gone?
[ Peter gestures to the left wall of his room, where the sounds system is connected to his zune. Thor wants to play anything, he only has to pick a song. ]
I don't know, I quite like the planet. [ Enough to kick around for five years, at least, and drown his sorrows there. ] It has excellent mountains. And dances. Let's see--
[ As Thor takes the zune, he blinks in consternation at the strange device -- it's small enough that he could accidentally crush it with one hand -- but after scrolling through, he eventually manages to find a song that works. ]
Aha! I know this one!
[ And so, he bursts into the CarltonFresh, exuberantly wildly-swinging arms and all, to Tom Jones' "It's Not Unusual". After a bit of that, he segues to doing Take the L: one hand displaying an ostenatious L against his forehead, other hand against his stomach, and legs kicking out whimsically to the sides. Joyous mockery.
And lastly, The Floss; which Thor pulls off with some measure of grace and rhythm, actually, his hips see-sawing neatly back and forth. He's a good dancer! Too bad all his modern role models all come from Fortnite!! ]
[ Peter's face goes through a whole array of emotions, from confusion to flabbergast and a hint of fright, because how is any of this considered dancing? For a few seconds, he's worried Thor is having a seizure of some sort. But no, the god looks like he's even enjoying himself, moving his arms and hips wildly around.
It's, well...interesting to say the least. So much that Peter has to sit on the bed as he stares, hand sometimes coming up to hide his mouth. If it's in horror or to mask his smile, it's not all the clear. At least until Thor does the floss, which causes Peter to lose it and laugh out loud for the first time in...god, he can't remember. It's been so long and it feels good. ]
That's ridiculous, you're ridiculous. Those can't be real dances.
[ It's been a long time since Thor has felt this light, too, and it's refreshing getting to cut loose on the Benatar in the wake of having won, of no longer having that massive weight of failure across his shoulders. Being with friends. Distracting himself, with the simple enjoyment of pestering the other man. And at Peter's incredulity, Thor's response is filled with mock-affront, insistent: ]
These are the most popular dances on Midgard, I'll have you know. There are 250 million inhabitants within the Fortnite and they all love this!
Besides. What would you know? [ He's trying to sound offended, but there's a laugh under the words. ]
[ Yeah, yeah sure that many. Peter's voice is incredulous but not dismissive. The smile in his lips is very telling, giving away his amusement. After a moment he stands up to walk over Thor. ]
Music is my thing, man, I've got the best moves. I'll show you but first...how was that thing you where doing with the arms?
[ Peter closes his hands into fists, arms stretched and a little to the side as if trying to figure out how it swing them right. Why yes, you gotta teach him the Floss now, Thor. ]
Like this! [ And he's off again, delighted and demonstrating: arms straight, penduluming in contrast to the movement of his hips. When Quill falters, Thor heaves the long-suffering sigh of a man who has seen it all. ] Gods, you're useless. No. Like this.
[ And he just goes and sidles right into Peter's personal space and seizes the other man's hips to amiably demonstrate, all up-close, like he's teaching him to golf. YEAH THAT'S HAPPENING ]
[ Yeah, that just makes Peter laugh again. There's just something really funny about how invested Thor is into the dancing. ] I'm not useless! It's just a weird dance. You're weird. [ Peter's laugh turns into a surprised squeak when Thor's hands end on his hips. WHAT. ]O..kay. Uhm.
[ To his credit, he does try to follow Thor's advice but he finds himself being unusually uncoordinated about the whole thing. It's just...Thor. It's distracting to have the man so close, especially when Peter doesn't really know what he is doing.
So rather than pushing his hips to the side, Peter ends rolling them back against Thor. He's more used to sway them in a slow way than jerking them from one side to the other. ]
[ Clearly, Thor did not think this through. (That's pretty par for the course, though.) He inhales sharply when Peter rolls back into him, the too-close contact making his heartbeat ratchet up a notch. Shit.
He'd meant to storm in here and one-up the man, demonstrate his superiority. But maybe Thor's train of thought's been derailed a little by their earlier conversation. About making new mistakes. The fact that he is not, technically, crew. Whether or not he could resist the charms of this idiotic captain -- who he has to admit, is at least fun. Fun to needle.
Has to wonder if Star-Lord is fun in other ways, too. ]
You're a terrible student.
[ But his hand's still settled on the other man's hip now, a finger hooked into his belt loop and tugging him closer. ]
[ Do any of them ever think things through? It doesn't seem to be the Guardians' style at all and Thor is now part of the team, like it or not. Peter considers him as such no matter how often they argue. It's only expected that the foolishness caught up with him too. Against common sense telling him this is a terrible idea, and listening more to the loneliness that appreciates the contact, Peter leans back slightly. ]
Maybe you just need more practice to be a good teacher. [ He speaks in a softer voice, head arched forward, exposing his neck.
The previous song ended but there's music still playing. Peter finds himself swaying to a slower rhythm, making sure not to dislodge Thor's hands from his waist. ]
[ This could be a horrible, no-good mistake. You really don't want to piss where you eat -- particularly when you're stuck in an enclosed environment, no escape from each others' company that isn't the cold vacuum of space. Thor can't even open the Bifrost and escape without frying the Benatar. So there are reasons not to do this.
But there's also that touch-starved loneliness and ache and it's been a long godsdamned time since anyone's touched him like this, and the other man's head tilts and there's that arch of his neck, the muscle of his shoulder.
Thor could lean over and just kiss that exposed skin, right there. Softly, tenderly.
And yet. They don't know each other well enough for that. So he leans forward and, with a grin, bites the slope of Peter's neck instead, a light nip with teeth and tongue but sharp enough to make the other man whirl around and face him. ]
[ Peter tenses and makes small, surprised sound before turning back as Thor predicted. His green eyes are big and lit with a kind of aching that wasn't there before. He looks anything but put off, this might not be the reaction the god of thunder was expecting. ]
Oh, biting is it? [ Peter can work with that. It makes everything easy, in a way.
He bares his own teeth, grinning like the cat who's about to eat the canary. There's a split second before grabs at the front of Thor's shirt, pulling him forward and clashing their mouths together. He bits down on the man's lower lip, the touch making every nerve in his body and brain electrified, eyes tight shut.
Yes, it might be a mistake, but Peter excels at those. He never learns, one of his issues. ]
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No! Well...maybe. Life's complicated, especially private life, when you live in space.
[ He does and UGH, THOR PLEASE. ] Very witty. [ He hopes you can feel the sarcasm in that text. ]
That would have been an abuse of power, no one could have been able to say 'no' to you. Good thing here no one cares about that, uh? We can disrespect you to our heart's content :)
[ And do other things too, not like Peter realized what he accidentally implied. ]
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botheringtexting their captain from his guest quarters because he's bored, because flying across the galaxy takes a long damned time compared to using the Bifrost, and taking the piss out of Peter Quill is. Well. Extremely fun. ]i don't know, rocket's rather fond of me, and drax and i drank together the other night until we couldn't see straight. suspect the only one interested in disrespecting me is you.
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They're just easily impressed.
And please, as if you could handle someone like me if I started to act like the others.
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by 'acting like the others', do you mean endlessly charmed with my existence?
[ he knows he's got fans in the guardians, and it's awesome ]
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[ Yes, they're the only family Peter has left and he would be the first to admit it. Which is why they trash talk each others . God forbid someone else insults the rest of the guardians in front of him, but he can do it because reasons. ]
Exactly. But don't fool yourself, if I were remotely interested in getting your attention, you wouldn't stand a chance to resist my charms.
[ Getting a little too cocky here, Peter. ]
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starlord, irresistible lothario of midgard? sounds like a bold claim. i'll need that backed up, quill
[ 'Of Midgard' -- nevermind that Peter hasn't actually lived on Earth since he was a kid; that he's as removed from it now as most aliens. ]
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Also he has no idea what a 'lothario' is.]
Eh...You do? What makes you think I'm interested in giving you my time.
[ Details, details... ]
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because you keep talking about it.
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I talk a lot of things, you don't need to pay attention to that specifically.
Maybe you're the one who want me to be interested, like the others.
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Things that don't involve fighting, I have to remind Drax every now and then so he doesn't break the ship.
Dunno....do you know how to dance?
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Being old doesn't make you a good dancer. What kind of dances do you know? The gavotte? Hah.
Come to my room and prove it if you are so good.
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[ And he stops responding, suddenly, but soon it's pretty obvious why. Thor comes storming -- ha -- down the halls of the Benatar until he finds his way to the captain's room. Slams his fist on the door, and strides in without waiting to be let in. He's not actually properly angry, but he's relishing the chance to roll his eyes at Peter in person. ]
I don't gavotte. I would just like to state, for the record, that I've spent more years on Earth in modern times than you have.
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You move lightning fast. [ He should have started with the puns sooner, to be honest, if only to see if those would annoy Thor. ]
Earth's not that special. [ It only holds bad memories for him and Peter is more than happy staying away from it. ] But since you've been there so long, you might have learned a few things. What dances did I miss while I was gone?
[ Peter gestures to the left wall of his room, where the sounds system is connected to his zune. Thor wants to play anything, he only has to pick a song. ]
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[ As Thor takes the zune, he blinks in consternation at the strange device -- it's small enough that he could accidentally crush it with one hand -- but after scrolling through, he eventually manages to find a song that works. ]
Aha! I know this one!
[ And so, he bursts into the
CarltonFresh, exuberantly wildly-swinging arms and all, to Tom Jones' "It's Not Unusual". After a bit of that, he segues to doing Take the L: one hand displaying an ostenatious L against his forehead, other hand against his stomach, and legs kicking out whimsically to the sides. Joyous mockery.And lastly, The Floss; which Thor pulls off with some measure of grace and rhythm, actually, his hips see-sawing neatly back and forth. He's a good dancer! Too bad all his modern role models all come from Fortnite!! ]
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It's, well...interesting to say the least. So much that Peter has to sit on the bed as he stares, hand sometimes coming up to hide his mouth. If it's in horror or to mask his smile, it's not all the clear. At least until Thor does the floss, which causes Peter to lose it and laugh out loud for the first time in...god, he can't remember. It's been so long and it feels good. ]
That's ridiculous, you're ridiculous. Those can't be real dances.
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These are the most popular dances on Midgard, I'll have you know. There are 250 million inhabitants within the Fortnite and they all love this!
Besides. What would you know? [ He's trying to sound offended, but there's a laugh under the words. ]
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Music is my thing, man, I've got the best moves. I'll show you but first...how was that thing you where doing with the arms?
[ Peter closes his hands into fists, arms stretched and a little to the side as if trying to figure out how it swing them right. Why yes, you gotta teach him the Floss now, Thor. ]
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[ And he just goes and sidles right into Peter's personal space and seizes the other man's hips to amiably demonstrate, all up-close, like he's teaching him to golf. YEAH THAT'S HAPPENING ]
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[ To his credit, he does try to follow Thor's advice but he finds himself being unusually uncoordinated about the whole thing. It's just...Thor. It's distracting to have the man so close, especially when Peter doesn't really know what he is doing.
So rather than pushing his hips to the side, Peter ends rolling them back against Thor. He's more used to sway them in a slow way than jerking them from one side to the other. ]
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He'd meant to storm in here and one-up the man, demonstrate his superiority. But maybe Thor's train of thought's been derailed a little by their earlier conversation. About making new mistakes. The fact that he is not, technically, crew. Whether or not he could resist the charms of this idiotic captain -- who he has to admit, is at least fun. Fun to needle.
Has to wonder if Star-Lord is fun in other ways, too. ]
You're a terrible student.
[ But his hand's still settled on the other man's hip now, a finger hooked into his belt loop and tugging him closer. ]
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Maybe you just need more practice to be a good teacher. [ He speaks in a softer voice, head arched forward, exposing his neck.
The previous song ended but there's music still playing. Peter finds himself swaying to a slower rhythm, making sure not to dislodge Thor's hands from his waist. ]
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[ This could be a horrible, no-good mistake. You really don't want to piss where you eat -- particularly when you're stuck in an enclosed environment, no escape from each others' company that isn't the cold vacuum of space. Thor can't even open the Bifrost and escape without frying the Benatar. So there are reasons not to do this.
But there's also that touch-starved loneliness and ache and it's been a long godsdamned time since anyone's touched him like this, and the other man's head tilts and there's that arch of his neck, the muscle of his shoulder.
Thor could lean over and just kiss that exposed skin, right there. Softly, tenderly.
And yet. They don't know each other well enough for that. So he leans forward and, with a grin, bites the slope of Peter's neck instead, a light nip with teeth and tongue but sharp enough to make the other man whirl around and face him. ]
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Oh, biting is it? [ Peter can work with that. It makes everything easy, in a way.
He bares his own teeth, grinning like the cat who's about to eat the canary. There's a split second before grabs at the front of Thor's shirt, pulling him forward and clashing their mouths together. He bits down on the man's lower lip, the touch making every nerve in his body and brain electrified, eyes tight shut.
Yes, it might be a mistake, but Peter excels at those. He never learns, one of his issues. ]
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slightly endgame-au bc i'm shameless lol
haha that works for me o7
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