[ Look, being in the Resistance is dangerous business; Poe always assumed that if he was going down, it would be in his x-wing, shot out of the sky.
But now, he’s pretty sure Peter Quill might actually kill him.
He’s barely even aware of the sounds coming out of his mouth, and Peter keeps filling him over and over and over, and all Poe has to do is arch his back a little more—
It’s obvious when the angle is just right, considering Poe’s change in pitch and volume. It’s almost impossible for him to keep still, at this point, and he keeps twisting and bucking, his muscles vise-like around Peter’s cock. A noise like a strangled sob is practically ripped out of his throat as he grabs at Peter’s arm – just to brace himself – as the overwhelming intensity of his pulsing dick slams him headfirst into an orgasm. Poe doesn’t exactly have time to warn Peter before ropey cum splashes over Peter’s hand and Poe’s stomach as the pilot keeps gasping and groaning, unable to keep still or remotely quiet through the sensations. ]
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But now, he’s pretty sure Peter Quill might actually kill him.
He’s barely even aware of the sounds coming out of his mouth, and Peter keeps filling him over and over and over, and all Poe has to do is arch his back a little more—
It’s obvious when the angle is just right, considering Poe’s change in pitch and volume. It’s almost impossible for him to keep still, at this point, and he keeps twisting and bucking, his muscles vise-like around Peter’s cock. A noise like a strangled sob is practically ripped out of his throat as he grabs at Peter’s arm – just to brace himself – as the overwhelming intensity of his pulsing dick slams him headfirst into an orgasm. Poe doesn’t exactly have time to warn Peter before ropey cum splashes over Peter’s hand and Poe’s stomach as the pilot keeps gasping and groaning, unable to keep still or remotely quiet through the sensations. ]