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Peter Quill ([personal profile] nostalgiabomb) wrote in [personal profile] phaselocknroll 2014-09-23 11:24 pm (UTC)

[ There's seriously something delicious about the way she's chanting his name (like, he would totally want it as a ringtone if he didn't think she'd set him on fire for it), and he's so close to the brink, feels himself building up to it. His movements are becoming a little desperate as he toes that edge, with none of the easy, gentle finesse of before.

He tucks one of his hands behind her head, tangling his fingers into her hair. He moves up to kiss along her neck and taste the salt on her skin by sliding his tongue across her tattoos, hot and wet and needy, and god he's really fucking close, but he wants to make her come first with his name on her lips (and maybe that would make a better ringtone?) and only then will he let himself go.

He bites down where her neck meets her shoulder, hard, not enough to break the skin, but if he were in the right mindset and not fucking the hottest woman he's bedded ever, he'd probably worry about leaving a mark. He can't seem to care right now, though, and anyway it's kind of a rite of passage, right? (Except Peter's first hickey was more like a rope burn on his neck when he was fifteen from a busty alien waitress with a tongue too rough for his delicate, Terran skin -- but still.) ]

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