You became a star, at the end of all things.
This is an independent Richard Rider, Nova Prime of Marvel RP account run by TYMON.
Richard Rider. Nova Prime. Space Cop. Guardian of the Galaxy. Star Personified.
Main Verse: 616
FC: Various; Steven Strait as Main, Christian Cooke as Alt
previously rchardriders
est. 26 april 2014
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“Sure I can!” He starts pulling Richie out the bar. Between the two of them (though mostly Richie honestly) they managed a fairly wobbly line to the ship. Luckily, Ship was damn smart and let them in after confirming their identities. Peter would never have gotten them in with his codes in his state. The airlock had barely shut before Peter pinned Richie to the wall and kissed him aggressively. When air was starting to be a problem he licked along Richie’s jaw to his ear. “I want… you to fuck me hard, Richie!” he said roughly.
Richard staggered, while holding his best friend, towards Peter’s ship and somehow managing to get them there without falling over. He was suddenly pinned against the wall of the Ship, having just entered its airlock.
He kissed Peter without hesitation, and nibbled at Peter’s lips, thrusting his tongue into Peter’s mouth, enjoying the taste of alcohol mixed with something was just all Peter. Richard released Peter’s lips for air, to which Peter had moved to his stubble and jaw. Blood shot to his groin at Peter’s words. “Christ — Pete, the things you do to me.” Richard fisted his hands into Peter’s hair, and nodded, moaning at the thought of such an idea.
If Peter was more sober he’d probably agree with Richard’s assessment. Then again, even if he was sober he probably...