Rocket x Reader PART 2

RomANTICS

Warning: Swearing and some adult contest-ish stuff. Nothing too serious though. 

A few weeks had gone by and my injuries had mostly healed. Rocket had pulled out my stitches, with the help of Quill and Drax holding me down, and my ribs didn't hurt as much. I was so happy to actually get back to doing normal things.

During those several weeks, we were pretty much up to no good, making frequent stops at bars for drinking and gambling. I had actually won 6,000 units after playing a card game but, unfortunately, I was accused of cheating and we had to high tail it out of there before they killed us.

Little Groot was growing fast and he was almost too big for his pot. I figured that pretty soon he'd be out running around causing his trouble.

Rocket and I kept our relationship status on the DL because we didn't know how the others would handle it. What we didn't know was that the team already had their suspicions...

In the Common Room

"Guys, there's definitely something going on with those two. More than there already was!" Quill whisper-shouted at Gamora and Drax.

"Agreed. They often gaze into each other's eyes with these pathetic looks on their faces." Drax commented.

Gamora shook her head. "We don't know anything about what's going on with them. We can't just assume."

Drax and Quill gave her bland looks before talking excitedly again. "I say that we set something up for them, something romantic, and then hide somewhere to watch." Quill had a goofy grin on his face and Drax's eyes lit up.

"YES! YES! LET US-"

"SShhhhhhh! Keep it down!" Quill slapped a hand over Drax's mouth. "Gamoooora? You're not going to tell them are you?" Quill sing-songed.

With a roll of her eyes and a bored expression, she shook her head and then got up to leave. "She didn't answer you, Quill."

"Eh, whatever. Even if she does say something to (Y/N) and Rocket they won't know when it's coming!" Quill said and rubbed his hands together.

Just around the corner...

"Urggh! Quill! He's always up to something. I know what we can do!" I raced back to Rocket's room/workshop and knocked quietly on the door before closing it again. His ear twitched and he half turned his head.

"Oh, hey, (Y/N). What's up?" He gestured towards a chair, indicating that I could sit.

"Quill and Drax are going to set us up and then watch what happens between us like some sort of romantic comedy show." I gave him a moment to digest this. "I think we should set something up for Quill and Gamora."

He pondered this and nodded. "We can definitely come up with something. But not right now."

Puzzled, I turned my head to the side. "Why not?"

"Because I have a beautiful girl in my room and she's a bit of a distraction."

I blushed madly as he pulled me from the chair and towards his bed. He leaned over me and gazed right into my eyes but I felt it all the way to my soul.

"Okay, more like a big distraction." He corrected as he began kissing me from my jaw and down my neck, pausing to nibble at the sensitive spot before continuing his journey. He reached my collar bone and decided the shirt was in the way because he pulled it off in record time. "Did I ever tell you? The color red looks great on you." He mumbled as he traced my bra strap with a claw then followed the material over my breast. Goosebumps prickled my skin and I had a hard time controlling my breathing. Rocket resumed kissing me and gave a few love bites through the thin material. I felt one of his hands snake down my stomach and over my thigh and growled when he realized I still had my pants on. Those came off, too.

"Fucking hell, you're gorgeous.." I opened my eyes to see Rocket in complete fascination and awe. I suddenly felt self-conscious and went to wrap my arms around myself, only to have them held above my head.

"No. Don't." Rocket's paws circled my wrists and his lips captured mine in a needy kiss. I couldn't stop the small moan that escaped my throat.

"Rocket! Have you seen (Y/N)? I need to- OH MY GOD!" Rocket's head snapped up to glare at Quill who just barged in through the door.

"DUDE!" Rocket's ears were flat against his head and his hair bristled. "Do you know how to KNOCK ON THE FUCKING DOOR!!?"

I was glad I had enough time to grab the blanket to cover myself so at least Quill couldn't see anything. Quill stammered a bit before he regained his composure and a smug look settled on his face. "Well, we were going to set you two up for some romantic thing but I don't think we need to. DRAX!" Quill took off running through the ship and Rocket was hot on his heels. "QUILL! YOU FUCKING BASTARD! GET BACK HERE SO I CAN-"

I shook my head but smiled as I gathered my clothes. I swear, sometimes Peter can act like a small child but that's one of the things that makes it fun around here. 

A little while later after Quill and Rocket finally calmed down, I rendezvoused with Rocket and we began our scheming for Quill and Gamora. "Now, Gamora will tell you there's nothing going on till she's blue in the face. Sooo, we need to make something so fucking romantic that she'll actually finally fucking admit she's got a thing for Quill." Rocket paced across his room and scratched his head. "I'm not real great with this kind of stuff..." He trailed off.

I pondered the situation for a moment before an idea struck like lightning. "How about we set up the upper deck real nice? The view from there is killer- with all the stars and nebulae and whatnot. If we set up something there then it might actually work." I could see Rocket turning this over in his head. "I can cook something and you can focus on the lighting and setting. Does that work for you?"

He nodded his approval. "Done and done. When do we start?"