Starways to Hell

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Yondu
huffs. “Pushy pushy.” Starts setting up the element then cups adding
things to it then adds water and a powder of some kind and sets it on
the element until steam cane from the cups and hands one to Carlos after
stirring.

Carlos held the cup with both hands and he leaned in to
inhale the smell. It wasn’t the standard cider back on Earth – this one had a
more citrusy smell, he thought. A bit tangy too. But it was really sweet and he
loved it.

Though Carlos didn’t take a sip right away – he knew it was
practically scalding and he’d have to wait a second. He blew on it gently,
watching the steam part like the Red Sea from his breath.

Watches him then after a bit can’t stop himself reaching and tipping his head up and gives him a real kissnot separated by space masks

Carlos was surprised, and he made a little shocked sort of
noise. But he hummed and smiled a bit, returning the kiss sheepishly. It
surprised him constantly how affectionate Yondu was. Carlos wanted to reach out
and hug him too, but his hands of course were full so he could only try not to
spill the cider between them.

Yondu purrs deepening the kiss caressing his cheek.

Carlos hummed again, but it was really awkward holding the
cider while trying to kiss someone. He let Yondu kiss him deeply for a moment
before he pulled away and chuckled. “I thought you were cold,” he teased. “C’mon
– let’s sit down.”

“Well ya warm me right up babe.” Smiles and heads over to his loundger and relaxes yawning a bit.

Carlos followed after him, setting his cup down before
grabbing the fur blanket to drape it over them. He settled down beside the blue
man and put the blanket over their laps before grabbing his cup again.

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