In the M catagory due to a sex scene, it's full of angst and Peter is depressed and desperate...but will Yondu even notice or is it too late?
The Signs that Yondu Cares Part 14
Walking to Oblivion
Chapter One
Even though Peter Quill was now an official Ravager, nothing had changed for him. He was still banned from flying, still prohibited from doing anything fun, and everything he did in the Elector was good enough for everyone apart from one.
Captain Yondu Udonta.
Peter and Yondu didn't really speak anymore. In fact, Peter didn't talk to anyone. Time and time again, both Kraglin and Alezduren had tried to bring it up.
But everyone the mere mention of the boy was enough to turn Yondu's attitude. Both of them knew it wasn't meant to be like this, once upon a time they had an excellent relationship of mentor and mentee, then Peter had said one word, he didn't remember saying and that was it.
The thought of Yondu being anyone "dad" was so offensive, he had preferred to dismiss the boy from his life. Peter was to be treated no different than everyone else, casually forgetting that he was only fourteen, and desperate.
The two people thinking this the most, right at this time were desperate about something else entirely.
"More, for the love of God. More". Screamed Alezduren, who was begging Kraglin to continue. Kraglin just grinned, taking his own sweet time in the hybrids bright pink ass. The day earlier, Alezduren had gone into heat, one of the quirks on his hybrid heritage.
At this time Kree's begun settling down, looking for their loved ones to take the edge off. Alezduren had grown so desperate, feeling sweaty and delirious. Noticing several members of the crew sniffing the air at his enhanced pheromones and grinning,
He had gone looking for help and had found Kraglin. Over the years they had hooked up several times, with the Ravagers the mentality was "anything goes" and no one seeking a relationship. Alezduren didn't need love, he just needed a fucking good pounding, and with Kraglin it was like an exquisite torture.
"Yeah, you like that don't you?" Kraglin hissed in Alezduren's ear, Kraglin was all skinny bones and limbs but had been blessed with a fucking almighty cock, which was working its way into the hybrid.
"Yes, yes, please just fuck me harder". Cried the hybrid, as Kraglin reached down, and grabbed Alezduren's cock and begun to stimulate it. Hell, Alezduren may have been a literal son of a whore, but Kraglin knew a few things and a change to try them out to the screaming hybrid was music to his ears.
Alezduren just screamed and tried to bite the pillow, as both men came, almost at the same time and collapsed on the bed. Kraglin somehow pulling Alezduren into a spoon position, with his cock still buried deep in his heat. He'll have to take it out eventually, but right now it wasn't going anywhere.
"Thank you" Alezduren practically cried, as he felt his heat diminishing, finally he was himself again, while Kraglin just chuckled and gave the hybrid a deep kiss.
Before leaning over to grab two cigarettes from the box on the table. It was strange following Peter's films that cigarettes were pretty much universal across the galaxy.
Most planets had a vice involving something herbal. In Xandarian, they were frowned upon, which made them perfect for Ravagers. Yondu had issues about anyone smoking in their quarters, so he also activated the humidifier which sucked all the smoke away, before lighting two cigarettes and passing one to Alezduren. For a moment, both men just savoured the silence and smoke and their thoroughly sated bodies.
In the end, still on the pillows of Kraglin quarters, Alezduren withdraw, and the two men lay side by side, just enjoying each other, talking about the usual bollocks.
Were they both hungry? Yes. Did they want to get up? Well, no.
Alezduren signed and inhaled deeper on his cigarette. "Kraglin, I'm really worried about Peter".
Next, to him, the second mate of the Ravagers just rolled his eyes. "And you know how the kill a fucking good mood". But then nodded. "I'm worried too, I know he's not eating, or even talking and Yondu just doesn't fucking care".
Kraglin inhaled his own cigarette, "I can't even do anything about it, Yondu's my captain, and I can't go against him". Then he thought for a moment, "Let's just keep an eye on him, see what happens next.
Keeping an eye on him wasn't going to do anything, and they seemed to notice that Peter was somehow becoming more withdrawn with dark circles under his eyes, and looked just like a ghost.
He was still working hard though, sometimes to the point of exhaustion and everyone was giving Yondu feedback on how hard he was working. But from Yondu, nothing, not a word or a suggestion that he was living up to the Ravager reputation. Not even planning raid's that netted everyone a small windfall managed it.
Peter only spoke when he was spoken too, and sometimes under the guise of working elsewhere, he just sent Yondu the information and planning he would need on the raids. Peter needed more than this. However, Kraglin and Alezduren were surprised when Yondu announced the boy would be part of the crew when they went to Contraxia
Contraxia, the gloried brothel planet, made for thieves, outlaws and Ravagers. In truth, none of them had been there for years, but Yondu was in the mood, and they were in the sector.
When they said to Peter, he was going planetside, Peter didn't even react, too withdrawn within himself to even care he was getting some fresh air.
Kraglin mentioned to Yondu, that Peter didn't understand the rules of Contraxia, or that he would be meeting other Ravager Clans.
Yondu, after all, existed independently of them, which was allowed as long as the rules were not broken. Though Yondu had broken them all years ago, no one knew about that, but that wasn't important to Yondu.
Peter was clueless about this, but then again so was Alezduren so on the way down to the planet Kraglin tried to explain it to him.
"So there are other Ravager factions?" Alezduren asked while they were on Kraglin's M-Ship. Yondu went ahead of everyone to sort stuff out, which was all he would say.
"Clan, we're called Clans. And there are loads of us, Yondu just operates independent…which is fine as long as he keeps to the Ravager code, and there are lots of them".
"Seriously, I thought the Code was "Steal from everyone". Stated Alezduren, too which Kraglin shook his head, "Now, that's just ours…besides what other Code do we need?"
Alezduren mused over this, while Peter, just sitting at a console his red coat hanging off the back of a chair spoke up. "You want something; you fight for it". Both Ravagers overheard but decided not to question it. One sentence was more than they had got from the newly minted Ravager in ages.
Descending into the final landing, Kraglin looked up to the teen, "Look, Peter, you're going into a dive of scum and villainy". Referring to Star Wars, a film he loved and would do anything to see again, even though it was impossible. "You have to keep your head, everything is illegal, and here is legal, prostitution, gambling and drinking. It's like a theme park for sin".
"So it's like Whore Land?" Peter supplied flatly, which did cause both Ravages to smile, that type of humour was for a moment Peter from way back. It was good to see him again.
Docking the M-Ship with ease, Alezduren stepped put first followed by Peter, who was called back, when Kraglin grabbed his coat.
"Put this on, kid. It's cold outside" to which Peter only nodded and pulled the coat on, it was still too big for him and made him look so small and pathetic, and everyone knew it.
Walking out of the M-Ship, the light of the snow was so bright even though the sky was dark, in the distance were the lights of the gambling dens and brothels, which seemed magical against the heavens.
It was like the North Pole, but here was no Santa Claus, and he didn't exist anyway.
Peter reached out his hand and let the snowflakes drop on his hand, though he didn't feel the slightest moment of cold. In the red coat, he was still a Ravager and had to act like he was.
Following Kraglin and Alezduren into a bar, the rest of the Ravagers were waiting including Yondu, who looked more relaxed than he did in a long time, just knocking back beer and just talking to other Ravagers.
He was in his element, but Peter looked anything but. Needing to get away from the rest of the crew, he stepped out of the bar, and into another. Just to get away from the feeling in his head.
It wasn't as crowded as the other one, and he walked over to the bar and almost ordered a beer, though he knew it could create a seizure, in the end, he asked the barmaid for dranteri juice, typically kids drunk it, so it was non-alcoholic.
The barmaid looked about thirty, plump and beautiful, and though her lavender eyes raised at the sight of the young boy, just did her job and served him the drink.
Peter knew this was the worst place for him to be, the loud noise, the flashing lights, and that red coat he felt like it was drowning him. All he wanted to do was hide.
But he was disturbed by Writusa coming into the bar and spotting him.
"Yo, Quill. We need one more for Qanasta, you know how to play?"
Peter did, Yondu had taught him years ago, though he hadn't played the game in two years. He still remembered how, and just nodded.
"Good, then get here."
Peter didn't feel like he could form the words to say "no", and leaving the bar joining Writusa at the table. All the other Ravagers looked at him since he had a hundred-unit chip in his pocket, he pulled it out and placed it down.
Every Ravager including Writusa thought this would be easy, but Peter was playing indifferently and had a hell of a straight face.
Two hours later, Writusa and two other the Ravagers, from a ship called were bankrupt, and Peter was sitting there with a unit chip pile high.
This tiny boy who was whipping the asses of the more experience Ravagers had got attention, and all eyes were on the teen, as he dropped another winning hand. Qanasta was very similar to poker, with almost a winning hand, since Peter was an expert on that, this game was almost too easy.
The bar went up in cheers and the Udonta Ravagers begun to congratulate the teen, who was counting his winnings. From one hundred he had won seven thousand, this was fantastic.
In the back of Peter's mind, he could see a small glimmer of who he was. He could escape, get out of there and feel happy again.
This was all dashed, when Yondu, hearing news of this, walked in, saw Peter and his units and just grinned.
"Good, Quill, you're not that useless yet. Why don't I take them off your hands for safe keeping?" In a second, he pocketed the units, leaving Peter to just sit there. Not even surprised by this, "After all there are thieves and criminals here".
The latter statement from Yondu caused a roar of laughter from all the Ravagers aside from Kraglin and Alezduren who just looked away, though Kraglin noticed the look of utter contempt Writusa gave Peter which didn't impress him. Then again, he had a disdain for the Darbien which he couldn't explain.
Peter with his units gone forever, Peter muttered that he was going to get some air, and stepped from the bar, not looking or caring where he was going.
And walked straight into an older Ravager
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