Thor tutted softly at the state of Peter's face, fingers scratching lightly through his hair again even as he said: "Come up here."
Once Peter was actually where he could reach, his hand settled against the other man's nape, leaning up and licking a broad stripe up over his chin, dipping into his mouth a moment later in what could only loosely be described as a kiss, though it didn't last long and his smile tilted back into place as he drew away, one brow lifting, "Better?"
It was only partway to being an actual question, more or less just a pleased rumble that he'd managed to turn into a word partway through.
His back arched and Peter made a pleased, soft noise at the hair scratch, then slowly moved up Thor's body. He drew in a breath that ended in a soft moan, a hand held onto Thor's biceps as the man licked him, body shaking slightly with pleasure.
As short as it had been, Peter enjoyed the kiss, feeling the warmth of Thor's mouth linger in his lips even as it ended. From there, it wasn't difficult to move down to rest against his lover's side, fingers playfully tapping the God's chest.
"Shouldn't I be making you that question?" Peter said with a smile, noticing that Thor was making sounds more akin to a large cat than a person. His own voice was rough after what they had done. It was all worth it. "I'm gonna take a wild guess and say you enjoyed that."
"Mm, quite so." He agreed, arm curling around Peter's back as he settled, fingers tracing idly up and down along his side, since it was right there and he could, "It's been some time since a partner was quite so ambitious."
There was amusement in his tone, the statement not meant as an insult to prior partners or any kind of chiding to Peter, who had done amazingly, in his very biased opinion.
His fingers trailed down to Peter's hip and along his thigh, not meant as a tease, but more of a question, just to see what the reaction was, even as he said, "Though it seems you're in need of some assistance again yourself." He needed a few minutes to recover himself, but that didn't mean Peter had to wait if he didn't want to.
"Go big or go home, they say." Peter understood Thor's words as the compliment they were meant to be, and practically melted under the touches. His nose was buried on the curve of the man's neck, under his jawline, and placed some kisses there. He took in a sharp breath at the caress to his thigh and then chuckled.
"People call you a god, but you're actually the devil." Lifting his head, so Peter could meet Thor's eyes again, he smiled. "Tempting. OH, so tempting. But I can wait until you're ready. I've got plans for us."
Plans that involved fulfilling that early promise to Thor about switching places. And yes, Peter's had a pretty difficult to ignore hard-on, but he was sure that he could handle it...if Thor's hands didn't wander too much. He was only human, after all.
"Maybe we could take a hot shower or a bath first? Sexy and wet, what's not to like?"
Another low, thoughtful sound spooled free at that nuzzle and the statement that followed, though he nodded, "I can't promise that I won't distract you in the shower, but starting the next round fresh seems like a good idea."
He wasn't particularly uncomfortable yet, truthfully it took a lot to get him there, but as far as he was concerned, giving them both a refresher was for the best.
Of course, he didn't make any move to get up just yet, fingers still trailing idle loops along Peter's thigh, not moving inward at all and apparently just enjoying the feel of skin and muscle under his fingers.
An amused little noise came from Peter, and he nuzzles Thor's again.
"I'm sure I'll be able to deal with that. I can handle you, don't I?" Peter ran his hand calmly up and down Thor's side and the curve of his chest. He knew now that the man was not ticklish, but that they both liked to cuddle. The giant bath waiting for them can wait five minutes more.
He let out a calm, long sigh, quietly enjoying the warmth of Thor's fingers over his skin. They can afford the closeness and the silence in ways they can't have when they're with the rest of the guardians, int eh ship, and peter wonders why they didn't give it a chance sooner.
He gave a low rumble of amusement of his own at the statement, "Oh you handled me quite well." He replied, somehow breezing right past innuendo and right into explicit without even really trying, "And I'm starting to think I should have let you do so a long time ago."
Not that either of them had been on that level early on, truthfully he wasn't entirely sure how they'd managed it now, comfortable and quiet, and comfortable with the quiet, which was what really surprised him.
He did, finally, pat at Peter's hip, the same kind of friendly, full-handed thump usually used on dogs or other companion animals, "Alright, up. Shower is waiting."
This was Peter Quill, when he was around the subtext often became text, he wasn't even bothered, In fact, it was nice to have his ego stroked a little, it happened so rarely.
"We really wasted a lot of time." It came out more honest and less flirty than Peter intended but once it was said, he didn't even consider taking it back. They weren't ready for this at first, then it seemed like no one wanted to take the next step out of worry about ruining the companionship that they had managed to build. Now...now it was very nice. Comfortable with the quiet, indeed.
"Hmm....yes, okay." He moved off of Thor and stood up, shuddering a little at the lack of warm skin against his own. After offering Thor a hand to help him up, Peter led him to the bathroom and tried not to trip in the process.
They were both tall and pretty big, so getting into the bathtub together once it was filled with water was going to be a little challenge. Peter, oblivious to the fact they probably contained more aphrodisiacs, added some salt baths to the water, and it started to smell wonderfully in a matter of minutes. He stared at it for a moment, fingers dipping in the water to check the temperature, and then smiled up at Thor.
Something about the additional smell of the salts -pleasant as it was- tugged at the corners of a memory deep in the back of Thor's mind, but it hadn't managed to surface, he hadn't managed to make any sort of real connection before Peter spoke again, asking him a question.
His smile emerged a moment later, along with a low laugh, shaking his head, "I think we ought to have gotten in before it was done filling, though then we might not have managed to get out again later." Another little head shake, offering Peter a hand, "You first, I'll settle where there's room." Whether that was behind him or across from him remained to be seen, but he would make sure they were both comfortable, which was the important part.
Peter was oblivious, far more focused on the pleasant smell and enjoying how rarely the Guardians got to engage in this kind of luxuries than any worry regarding what else the hotel room had in store for them.
After Thor's laugh, Peter stared at him, then at the filled tub and gave a casual, and totally unapologetic; "Oops."
Given the kind of planet they were in, he wouldn't be surprised if the staff were more than used to cleaning all sorts of liquids from all kinds of surfaces. Some water on the bathroom floor would be nothing in comparison.
"We will keep that in mind for the next time. I'll be a thigh fit, but that's part of the fun."
He took Thor's hand, rather charmed by the simple gesture, and gave it a squeeze before he got into the bathtub. There was no stopping the hum Peter let out when his skin got in contact with the water, hot but not scalding, clean, and pleasant. After considering their options, he decided that he rather wanted to use Thor's chest as a pillow, so he bent his knees and scooted forwards, so the god could settle himself behind him
"Get in here before I change my mind, and I decide to keep the bath all too myself. It feels really nice."
There was another warm laugh at the threat as he stepped into the bath as well, amused at the displaced water as he settled, one knee drawn up against the side and the other stretched out alongside Peter's.
It was, indeed, a close fit, but it was comfortable enough, especially with the heat of the water. He settled back, one arm resting along the edge of the tub and the other draping over Peter's shoulder, drawing him back just enough to maintain almost full-body contact between them, "There we are." His voice had dipped again, that simple statement was almost some kind of praise, he couldn't help it, really.
He still couldn't quite place what the smell of the bath salts reminded him of, but decided not to dwell on it so much, instead just letting it waft over him the same way the heat of the water was sinking into his skin, relaxing him in a long slow sweep.
Predictably, 1/3 of the water spilled over the bathtub rim once both men made themselves comfortable, but Peter paid it no mind, only chuckling. Once Thor seemed comfortable, if a little squished, he leaned back against the god's ample chest, the extra weight on his shoulder a welcome one. The low tone of Thor's voice prompted Peter to nod and let out a long, happy sight, shuddering slightly. Damn that hot voice, so distracting.
"Do you think we should install more bathtubs in the Benatar? We all have showers. We're clearly missing out. Imagine the things we could do."
Of course, there was no need to imagine here, just things to try out. Peter slid one of his hands over the curve of Thor's leg at his side for no other reason than he could, and he wanted to. He also leaned his head back, resting on Thor's shoulder, and turned it slightly to look up at him.
He made a thoughtful little sound at the question, shifting his shoulders just a little as Peter leaned back, getting comfortable, "We could, though I'm afraid if we did even less would get done than already does."
He shook his head then, the barest edge of a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, "And imagine how much worse the fights would be if there wasn't one in everyone's quarters." Which considering that they already used the same showers, and things had -occasionally- nearly come to blows, he didn't think the prospect of an actual bath would make that any better.
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Once Peter was actually where he could reach, his hand settled against the other man's nape, leaning up and licking a broad stripe up over his chin, dipping into his mouth a moment later in what could only loosely be described as a kiss, though it didn't last long and his smile tilted back into place as he drew away, one brow lifting, "Better?"
It was only partway to being an actual question, more or less just a pleased rumble that he'd managed to turn into a word partway through.
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As short as it had been, Peter enjoyed the kiss, feeling the warmth of Thor's mouth linger in his lips even as it ended. From there, it wasn't difficult to move down to rest against his lover's side, fingers playfully tapping the God's chest.
"Shouldn't I be making you that question?" Peter said with a smile, noticing that Thor was making sounds more akin to a large cat than a person. His own voice was rough after what they had done. It was all worth it. "I'm gonna take a wild guess and say you enjoyed that."
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There was amusement in his tone, the statement not meant as an insult to prior partners or any kind of chiding to Peter, who had done amazingly, in his very biased opinion.
His fingers trailed down to Peter's hip and along his thigh, not meant as a tease, but more of a question, just to see what the reaction was, even as he said, "Though it seems you're in need of some assistance again yourself." He needed a few minutes to recover himself, but that didn't mean Peter had to wait if he didn't want to.
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"People call you a god, but you're actually the devil." Lifting his head, so Peter could meet Thor's eyes again, he smiled. "Tempting. OH, so tempting. But I can wait until you're ready. I've got plans for us."
Plans that involved fulfilling that early promise to Thor about switching places. And yes, Peter's had a pretty difficult to ignore hard-on, but he was sure that he could handle it...if Thor's hands didn't wander too much. He was only human, after all.
"Maybe we could take a hot shower or a bath first? Sexy and wet, what's not to like?"
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He wasn't particularly uncomfortable yet, truthfully it took a lot to get him there, but as far as he was concerned, giving them both a refresher was for the best.
Of course, he didn't make any move to get up just yet, fingers still trailing idle loops along Peter's thigh, not moving inward at all and apparently just enjoying the feel of skin and muscle under his fingers.
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"I'm sure I'll be able to deal with that. I can handle you, don't I?" Peter ran his hand calmly up and down Thor's side and the curve of his chest. He knew now that the man was not ticklish, but that they both liked to cuddle. The giant bath waiting for them can wait five minutes more.
He let out a calm, long sigh, quietly enjoying the warmth of Thor's fingers over his skin. They can afford the closeness and the silence in ways they can't have when they're with the rest of the guardians, int eh ship, and peter wonders why they didn't give it a chance sooner.
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Not that either of them had been on that level early on, truthfully he wasn't entirely sure how they'd managed it now, comfortable and quiet, and comfortable with the quiet, which was what really surprised him.
He did, finally, pat at Peter's hip, the same kind of friendly, full-handed thump usually used on dogs or other companion animals, "Alright, up. Shower is waiting."
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"We really wasted a lot of time." It came out more honest and less flirty than Peter intended but once it was said, he didn't even consider taking it back. They weren't ready for this at first, then it seemed like no one wanted to take the next step out of worry about ruining the companionship that they had managed to build. Now...now it was very nice. Comfortable with the quiet, indeed.
"Hmm....yes, okay." He moved off of Thor and stood up, shuddering a little at the lack of warm skin against his own. After offering Thor a hand to help him up, Peter led him to the bathroom and tried not to trip in the process.
They were both tall and pretty big, so getting into the bathtub together once it was filled with water was going to be a little challenge. Peter, oblivious to the fact they probably contained more aphrodisiacs, added some salt baths to the water, and it started to smell wonderfully in a matter of minutes. He stared at it for a moment, fingers dipping in the water to check the temperature, and then smiled up at Thor.
"Do you want to get in first, or should I?"
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His smile emerged a moment later, along with a low laugh, shaking his head, "I think we ought to have gotten in before it was done filling, though then we might not have managed to get out again later." Another little head shake, offering Peter a hand, "You first, I'll settle where there's room." Whether that was behind him or across from him remained to be seen, but he would make sure they were both comfortable, which was the important part.
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After Thor's laugh, Peter stared at him, then at the filled tub and gave a casual, and totally unapologetic; "Oops."
Given the kind of planet they were in, he wouldn't be surprised if the staff were more than used to cleaning all sorts of liquids from all kinds of surfaces. Some water on the bathroom floor would be nothing in comparison.
"We will keep that in mind for the next time. I'll be a thigh fit, but that's part of the fun."
He took Thor's hand, rather charmed by the simple gesture, and gave it a squeeze before he got into the bathtub. There was no stopping the hum Peter let out when his skin got in contact with the water, hot but not scalding, clean, and pleasant. After considering their options, he decided that he rather wanted to use Thor's chest as a pillow, so he bent his knees and scooted forwards, so the god could settle himself behind him
"Get in here before I change my mind, and I decide to keep the bath all too myself. It feels really nice."
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It was, indeed, a close fit, but it was comfortable enough, especially with the heat of the water. He settled back, one arm resting along the edge of the tub and the other draping over Peter's shoulder, drawing him back just enough to maintain almost full-body contact between them, "There we are." His voice had dipped again, that simple statement was almost some kind of praise, he couldn't help it, really.
He still couldn't quite place what the smell of the bath salts reminded him of, but decided not to dwell on it so much, instead just letting it waft over him the same way the heat of the water was sinking into his skin, relaxing him in a long slow sweep.
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"Do you think we should install more bathtubs in the Benatar? We all have showers. We're clearly missing out. Imagine the things we could do."
Of course, there was no need to imagine here, just things to try out. Peter slid one of his hands over the curve of Thor's leg at his side for no other reason than he could, and he wanted to. He also leaned his head back, resting on Thor's shoulder, and turned it slightly to look up at him.
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He shook his head then, the barest edge of a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, "And imagine how much worse the fights would be if there wasn't one in everyone's quarters." Which considering that they already used the same showers, and things had -occasionally- nearly come to blows, he didn't think the prospect of an actual bath would make that any better.