Peter grinned as he pulled away from yet another desperate and wet kiss. He could hear Quill’s rapid heartbeat and it was obvious by the pulsing cock between them how excited he was and, to Peter, that felt like power. Power tasted for the first time was sweet and he couldn’t wait to experience it all. “His eyes stayed locked with Quills even as he leaned forward again to drag his tongue up the length of his cock. He paused just long enough to ask, “If I get it wet again, will you fuck me?”

Then he paused, realizing his mind was skipping important parts of his first time. “I mean, you might have to stretch me a bit first.” He made a soft noise that might be considered a whine. “Fuck, Quill…I don’t know what I want to do more. This,” which by this, he meant choke on his cock but somehow couldn’t quite be bold enough to say that. “…or be fucked. I don’t want to miss anything.”

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