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“Alright Rocky babe” Peters voice chimed “ya ready for me?”
“You bet I am” Rocket said from the bed, member hard and fingers poking into his moist tail hole which was bathed in protonium jelly.
Peter came out of the bathroom, sporting tight slow cut jeans that were showing off his crotch line, s blond trail of hair going from his belly button into his pants. Rocket licked his lips “Perfection Pete” he remarked, looking over the perfectly fit well toned body. Peter walked over, flexing to show off those impressive guns “Shit Pete, I could use you in my artillery line” he chuckled
“Call me Star Lord” He cooed, crawling over top of the other, his bulge pressed up against Rocket’s cock. “Alright, Star Lord” He said huskily “Get those pants off before the tear on you” he grinned “must be fuckin tight”
“Ohh, not as tight as where I’m goin” he licked his finger before inserting it into Rocket, who had already done his prepping “mmm, that will do” he brushed his finger against Rocket’s prostate making him shiver “Ohhhh~” He moaned “hurry up an get in me Star Lord”
Peter leaned down, kissing the black lip that lined Rockets muzzle, Rocket’s lips parted into a smile, Peter took the opportunity to stick his tongue in, running it over the top of Rocket’s mouth, stealing the others breath as he ravaged the rough Raccoon’s tongue enjoying all the little quirks and moans that came from him.
Peter undid himself, tugging those skin tight pants down until his cock shot out of them like a spring. Rocket breathed in, flark that was a sizly cock, much bigger than his own member, which was of the raccoon variety. Peter swayed his hips making his cock bounce infront of the coon’s eyes. “This is what I’m gunna be fuckin you with till the morning, still want to do this?”
“We don’t pass another sun for eight earth day” Rocket said, Peter grinned, “I know” That saultry sound making Rocket shiver “go on Star Lord, fuck me dry then” He tried to sound chill, but his voice was so desperate and pleading, his anus twitched, so eager to have its insert.
He aligned his cock with Rocket’s hole, the fuzzy body of the raccoon was a different sensation as he grinned his member against the fur. Peter leaned down and kissed the side of Rocket’s face, then whispered “safe word’s McMuffin, just in case” With that he plunged inside, burying half of himself, he knew that was all the smaller being was comfortable taking, so it was all he’d give. The one below him bellowed out “AWWH! That’s it Star Lord!” He shouted, enough that the sound would echo through the ship
“Ohhhh!! Say my name Loud as you can Rocky!” Peter cooed, thrusting in and out “No one’s around ta hear how perfectly you’re being fucked right now” He said, sucking on the coons neck
Rocket was feeling a heavy build up in his groin already; his dick was throbbing between his legs as Peter angled them up for better leverage. He could feel the warm object penetrate, and re-penetrate his walls, giving him small spasms of joy. He felt so pampered and important in that moment, feeling Peters hands on him, securing him, made him wonder why they were afraid to do this in the first place.
Peter was feeling weaker, it was way too soon to blow now, yet a black vail of pleasure was already covering his eyes. He suddenly felt like he was losing himself in the intense pulsing in his groin, it felt like nothing he had felt before. His muscles shivered, what was Rocket doing to make him feel all tingly.. all powerful..
Before Peter knew it his mind went black, another side of Quill surfaced, one with glowing pink eyes, his skin began to peal ever so slightly as it turned grey. The being that was once Peter stared down at the smaller creature in his control. He grinned devilishly.
Rocket’s eyes were closed, a smile across his muzzle as Peter continued to pump, Oblivious to the change in the humies psyche. He felt those lips brush against him, feeling much hotter then they previously did, all of a sudden he was pulled from his pleasure to a sharp pain as the humies teeth dug deep into his neck, not just a love bite from before, but a skin ripping chunk that was dug out of him.
“AHHH!!!” He cried moving his hands to where the pain was only to find a pair of hands already on his neck, Peter’s thumbs began to press down on his throat cutting off his air supply. “What the fuck are you—“Rocket was in a state of Shock and Panic, his eyes wide and afraid as he struggled to breath. His hands clawed at Peters as he wheezed. “
He saw those horrid eyes staring down at him, not knowing what was happening all he could do was silently plea that Peter didn’t kill him. His vision was getting red, and fuzzy, his lungs burned for air, everything went black, but only for a moment before a heavy punch woke him up again. “Not done with you” It was Peter’s voice, a second punch was delivered to his face, hitting his eye and making it instantly swell shut “Peter… s-stop, McMuffin!” another heavy punch caused him to bit his tongue, he could taste cooper in his mouth as his safe word was ignored.
The careful and gentle strides into his rear were now vicious and intentionally painful, Peters entire member was inside now, making his lower abdomen protrude with it’s shape. Rocket covered his face from another hit, making Peter aim for his rib cage, three hard hits and the area was swollen and ribs broken. Tears swelled in the raccoon’s eyes, everything hurt, this was a mistake “Stop!! Stop! Peter Please! I’m done!” He cried out, not knowing where the once loving partner of his went.
Peter grabbed his muzzle, forcing it shut as he pulled Rocket into his gaze “No, You’re done when I say” He rammed the raccoons scull on the headbored, cracking the wood “You’re my pet now, Beg for you’re masters bone Rocky” He groaned
Not a sound came from Rocket besides whimpering. “I SAID BEG!” Peter slammed him again, jolting his erection upright. Rocket scratched at the hand that kept him from obeying “MMMG!!” He was kicking and squirming for escape Peters skin was burning against his own. “Oh, I’ll get you to beg” Peter let go of Rocket who instantly began crying out “P-please Peter! I’m begging!! Let me go!”
Peter pulled out nail clippers from the drawer, clamping them on one of Rocket’s claws, with a sudden jolt he ripped it out making the other scream, horrified as part of the nail still hung from his finger. Peter laughed as he grabbed Rocket’s hips, pulling the limp animal back and forth like a cock sleeve. “Awwh fuck.. better than any pussy in the whole galaxy” He groaned “maybe when I’m done I’ll skin you alive an turn that hole into a flesh light, about all a rodent like you is good for” he mocked, enjoying the defeat and sadness on the coon’s face. Rocket knew this was a bad idea, ok so he was actually looking forward to finally getting to bed his boyfriend, just his luck it would turn out so horribly wrong. “S-stop you’re not feelin righ..yer sick” Rocket weekly said, blood dripped from his mouth.
“I’m sick!?” I think you have a few screws loose yourself” Peter turned theother onto his back with ease, Rocket sobbed into the pillow, the human was pressing against his impant, irritating the skin around it and making his back flair in pain. He felt a stab into his skin from a sharp object, poking around the edges of his implants and digging underneath “Pe—pete., d-don..”
“Back on earth, my grandpa would kill little critters like you that snuck into his trash” Peter mused, unscrewing one of the screws in the others back “He let me help sometimes.. I never told you, I didn’t want to hurt your feelings”
Rockets eyes were red and dry, the one he could open anyway. Everything hurt, he wished Peter would just end it already. He felt his implant tugged at, Peter tugged the metal out of place, hearing a cry from Rocket “Is my pet ready to beg yet?”
“uhh..huh..” Roket nodded, barly able to keep himself composed as the implant was no longer secure inside his back,
“go on my dear little monster..” Peter tapped the broken metal
“Pe—“ He was cutoff by a fist to his nose, making it bleed “Star Lord to you”
“…S-star Lord..P-please d-don’t –huff-hu-hurt me” he forced out passed his sobs
“Don’t stop”
“L-let me go star lord..”
“Denied” Rocket heard Peter say, his voice was a little calmer, his glowing pink eyes shut, his entire face was almost fully peeled, He felt that cock push in, ripping him open further.
“go on..” Peter breathed shakenly, running both hands down Rocket’s back, then to his butt where he rubbed his cheeks, spreading them to inspect the damnage of his penetration. “tell me to cum into your mess of a hole”
Rocket swallowed hard “p-please come inside me..”
“the rest..”
“..i-into my dirty hole”
“gladly.. “Peter was panting now, tongue out and dick throbbing and thick. “Let’s go out with a scream” Peter grabbed one of Rocket’s legs, breaking it out of place, he hollered which was enough to make his boyfriend cum hard, squirting his built up tension into the Raccoon.
Peter rubbed his boyfriends hips gently, lovingly, taking in the feeling of pure bliss as the hot pink faded away and his skin returned to its usual flawless state. “Fuck that was good, how’d you enjoy it Roc—“ Peter opened his eyes to the mess infront of him “…R-Rocket?!” His voice cracked, he pulled his member from his boyfriend as he leaned over him, wrapping a blanket around the scared, hurt raccoon “W-what the fuck happened?!” He pleaded for an answer, Rocket pulled away “g-get away from me Peter” he growled
“w-wait! What happened!? Did I do this?” Peter panicked, he didn’t remember a thing just closing his eyes to a happily moaning Rocket, and opening them to.. this.
“J-just get away.. I-Incase you c-change again” Rocket was shaking with fear, he looked a shamed, bloodied, bruised, missing areas of fur and swollen with bumps.
“…I.. I’m calling a doctor” Peter said as he got up from the bed
Rocket hunched over in pain, that would probably be best he thought. He fell onto a pillow, closing his eyes and struggling to get air through his damaged throat.
As soon as Peter knew Nova was on its way, he called the teams phone, hearing a delightful “I am Groot!” answer him “G-groot, put Gamora on” he insisted, hoping the tree hadn’t heard his shaken voice. “I am Groot?” He didn’t know what that meant, but he couldn’t deal with it now “Just do it!”
He heard the phone switch hands “Peter?” A male voice said, Drax he recognized, he rolled his eyes “Where is Gamora?”
“busy” Drax said simply “speaking with a vender. You sound stressed”
“Rockets going to the hospital”
“I told you the size difference would be—-“
“NO! It’s not like that.. it was fine at first.. just.. I don’t know what happened.. I blacked out and I really need you guys to get back ASAP!”
“Right. We will be right there” He heard Drax yell something to the others, then hang up.
Peter rushed back into the bedroom, not seeing Rocket anywhere in sight. He noticed a smear of blood on the carpet, ducking low he checked under to see Rocket hiding in the darkness. “Rocket.. You have to tell me what happened.. I did this?”
Rocket weakly nodded “s-somthin ch-changed, it looked like.. y-you were touchin the stone..” He coughed out some blood, dropping his head hard to the floor.
“Rocket! Stay with me!”
Peter heard nothing but wheezing, Rocket was out cold
“The doctors are coming, they will fix you. I’m so sorry” Peter began to cry, he never wanted to hurt Rocket, yet he had done this. His body warped with guilt. He pushed the bed over, crawling on his hands and knees to Rocket, gently patting his face, he wanted to hold him, but the more he saw, the less he felt he should be allowed even near him.