Starways to Hell

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the-perfect-scientist:

ravagewhistler:

the-perfect-scientist:

ravagewhistler

Laughs
a bit and let’s him go and kisses him again. “Oh I’m not gonna make ya
do something that makes ya uncomfortable. I’m not a savage hehe.”
Nuzzles at him and purrs lightly relaxing back with a content happy
sigh. “Love ya to much ya hurt ya.”

Carlos smiled slightly. He leaned against Yondu and shut his
eyes, deciding to go back to relaxing before the boys had showed up and things
got… heavy.

“You’re kind of sweet,” he told Yondu. “Only to certain
people, but you’re sweet. I’m not sure what made you decide that I’m one of the
people you wanted to be sweet on.”

“Hmmmm I dunno. The primal side of me says you smell good. Like yer meant for me by scent. But then just how you are… I can’t find a damn thing I do t like about ya.”

Carlos lifted his head to give him a slightly skeptical
look. “Not a single thing?” he asked.
“Not my eating too loudly, or my big nose, or my relative naivety regarding
space customs that I still can’t get a hold of?”

“You eat loudly and I eat like a rabid animal. And I don’t think your nose is big. I’ve seen waaay bigger on another species. And you’ll learn. Besides it’s kinda cute and humorous.”

Carlos laughed. “Well, thanks for comparing me to species
other than humans,” he joked. “Are you just taking care of my naivety? You like
taking care of the little guy or something?”

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