[ She kisses him back greedily. Probably wise that he decided to shut her up- she doubts she would have been able to keep up the whole dirty talk thing, worked up as she was.
God, she missed him. She missed being close to him, sharing a bed and music and... just life in general.
But she's not exactly in the frame of mind to contemplate spending the rest of her life with Peter Quill- right now she's focused on his mouth, on the way his tongue teases around hers, and the hand bringing the zipper of her combat suit down. She's more than happy to let him. He might be surprised to find she's wearing something black and lacy and composed of very little fabric underneath her clothes.
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God, she missed him. She missed being close to him, sharing a bed and music and... just life in general.
But she's not exactly in the frame of mind to contemplate spending the rest of her life with Peter Quill- right now she's focused on his mouth, on the way his tongue teases around hers, and the hand bringing the zipper of her combat suit down. She's more than happy to let him. He might be surprised to find she's wearing something black and lacy and composed of very little fabric underneath her clothes.
Yeah. Yeah, she was totally planning this. ]