This is the fourth chapter of 'subliminal message' and I have to put a bit of a warning before I go on. In this chapter there will be a bit more adult content but not "all the way" and it does get pretty graphic so if you don't like that then you can skip it. So with that said, enjoy

As the days went by, Rocket didn't tell anyone about what had happened when he died nor did he want to relive the memory. The wounds on his chest had slowly started to heal and he had to change the bandage quite often, and without Peter's help. The announcement was made earlier that day that they had arrived at their destination and that they would be landing soon. With that said Rocket went into his room and packed a few things just in case.

"I am Groot." The little sapling said while holding out his arms and with a sad expression upon his face.

"I'm sorry buddy, gotta sit this one out." Rocket walked over to his friend and pat Groot's head gently.

Groot gave a disappointed look but he knew that his companion was right. The ship gave a few sharp turns and that was a sign that they had entered the atmosphere and were preparing to dock. He grabbed the few things that he had put into his bag and walked out.

The ship came into the station and hovered in the air for a bit and metal arms came out of the sides of the station and held the ship in place. With that, Quill turned off the thrusters and grabbed his things. The Guardians stood around and waited for the hatch to open and once it did, they were greeted with nice weather and a warm sun.

"Ahhhh doesn't it feel nice to finally get out of space and enjoy the fresh air?" Quill asked to no one in general and held his arms out to try and catch as much of the sun as he could.

"I agree! It feels absolutely splendid!" Drax exclaimed and mimicked Quill's movement but when he put out his arms, he hit the lamp on the right side of him and it broke. He looked around quickly and put his arms down, pretending that it wasn't him that did it. That action caused the guardians to laugh as they continued onward.

The planet itself was full of color and different scents. They were in a giant city but through the gaps of the tall buildings Rocket was able to see patches of green. There were no flying ships in the city, it was very old-school with cars and busses. The only ships that they saw were the ones that were coming to and leaving the planet.

"Man this reminds me so much of home." Quill said as he walked down to the street and looked around.

"As primitive as this world seems to be, I could come to enjoy myself." Gamora said and smiled at Quill.

"Just don't forget about the units. That was the only thing that we came here for. Not to have fun," Rocket said and looked around at the lack of technology and gave a short snort. "As if this place could be fun." He spat the last word

"Oh come now furry one this place could hold many adventures." Drax said and pat Rockets head.

"Don't touch me…" Rocket growled and pulled away.

"Rocket! We are not going to start this again." Gamora snapped at him.

Rocket just rolled his eyes and mumbled to himself. Quill could see that Rocket was upset and so he backed off not wanting to upset him any further.

Quill led the group down the road to the place that they were going to stay. From the outside it looked like a very nice place but the inside was so much different. The walls were peeling from old wallpaper and the place smelled of mold. The way it was set up was that Gamora and Drax both had their own room and Rocket shared one with Quill. Just his luck to be stuck with him.

The guardians went to their separate rooms and put there few things away and agreed to go exploring for a bit before jumping on the contract in the morning. Rocket didn't care what the rest of them did, he was staying in his room and sleeping.

"Come on Rocket lets go explore." Quill opened the door and went to head out.

"I'm good." He replied shortly.

Quill looked back at him and leaned against the doorway, "Oh come on it isn't that bad, I bet you will have a great time if you just give it a shot."

"Look I don't want to go and you can't make me so just go already would ya?" He said with a bit of a bitter tone.

"Don't make me drag you out of here."

"I dare you to try"

"Please?" Quill asked in a somewhat annoying tone

"No"

"Pleeaassee?"

"God damn-it Quill I said no!" Rocket snapped and sat up and shot him a glare.

"Fine be that way." Quill snapped back at him and left.

Rocket felt bad the moment that Quill had left so he quickly ran after him. He must have been mad due to the fact that he was already a good 30 paces ahead of Rocket when he went outside.

"Quill wait up!" Rocket called after him and caught up to him.

Peter just continued walking at his previous pace and gave Rocket no acknowledgement. Rocket knew that he deserved it and just kept up with Quill the best that he could. They passed a few bars that had some interesting smells coming from them and one of them particularly caught his nose. It was a bar that had a bright green sign in the window that said "Drunken Palace."

"Hey Quill, you want to go in there with me? Let me buy you a drink or something." Rocket called after Quill who had started to take another lead away from Rocket.

Quill stopped for a moment and looked at the bar then back at Rocket. "Sure why not."

He and Rocket walked to the other side of the road and went into the bar. Inside was loud and noisy, even with it being only mid-day it was full. It was full of loud chatter and the occasional bottle breaking in the back ground. A waitress walked in their direction and stopped in front of them.

"I'm sorry but there is no room in the front, would you mind being seated in the back?" She asked and grabbed a few menus.

Peter looked at Rocket and Rocket just shrugged, "No we don't mind at all." Peter smiled at her.

She led them through the drunken crowd and took them out the back door where there was a patio with a single umbrella. It wasn't made for the customers but this was the only thing that could accommodate them. She sat them down at a rusted table and gave them the menus then walked off.

"Wow this is such a…dump." Rocket rolled his eyes and looked at the menu

"Well it is either this or we are leaving." Quill responded obviously still a bit cold about how Rocket had treated him earlier.

Rocket lowered his ears slightly, "I am sorry for snapping at you." He gave sort of a cheesy smile at Quill and that made the human chuckle.

"That face that you just made was so adorable." He laughed

Rocket's mind started to race. Did he just call me adorable? Does he know that I may be interested in him? Is he interested in me? His mind started to make all these questions up.

"So what are you getting Rocket?"

Rocket stammered a bit, "I-I'm just going to order some absinthe. What about you?"

Quill said something but Rocket couldn't hear it over his own thoughts and he was brought back by the sound of the waitress coming back to take their drink orders. Peter relayed both of their orders to her and she was off but not long after she left, she returned to them with their drinks. They both made a cheer and took a big gulp.

"Holey shit that is a lot stronger than I remember." Peter said and coughed a bit.

Rocket gave a quick chuckle and drank more of his. His drink was more to get him drunk fast and he could definitely tell. The liquid burned as it slid down his throat and it gave him a bit of shivers when it hit his stomach.

"Y-yeah I have to take your side on that one." Rocket smiled and steadily drank the absinthe.

"How do you drink so much?"

"Many years of practice." The raccoon chuckled and finished off his drink while Peter was only half way done with his.

Over the course of a few hours Peter had stopped drinking liquor and left that to Rocket, who was already drunk. The sun was starting to set and it was getting a bit chilly out.

"Hey Rocket I think that it's time that we went back and hit the sack so we aren't so tired for tomorrow." Quill said and stood up and stretched.

"Bahhhhhh who needs it," Rocket laughed and finished off his 8th drink "have some fun Quill."

"Rocket you are my friend and I think that you have had enough to drink." Quill said and took his glass away.

"Heyy you're my friend too! I dream about you too." He laughed again and tried to stand but nearly fell over.

"What do you mean that you have dreams about me?" He looked at Rocket

"I dunno maybe every night and its alllllll the same. Every dream I have of you, we are kissing and it's awesome." He laughed again and started to stumble to the door.

Peter took a minute to try and tell if Rocket was just talking drunk or if he actually had feelings for him. Either way, the both of them walked back to the place that they were staying at and he laid down onto the bed and Rocket climbed up right after him.

"T-thank you for a wonderful time." Rocket giggled and smiled at Peter.

"Yeah no problem." He smiled back

Rocket looked into the brown eyes of his friend and leaned in and kissed him quickly. Peter was taken off guard and he sat up right away both shocked and a bit mad.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" He said in a hushed but serious tone

"What did it looked like I was doing?" Rocket chuckled. "I gave you a kiss."

Peter looked at the raccoon and decided to just blow it off and laid back down, "Look you are just drunk, go to bed…" he closed his eyes and tried to go to sleep.

Rocket looked over at his friend and sighed, "Quill… I'm not drunk. After my first glass I ordered virgin shit and acted drunk… that was the only way that I thought I could do that." He lowered his ears and looked down at the bed.

Peter turned and saw Rocket and could tell that he was telling the truth but he had no idea what to say. One of his best friends just came out and kissed him like that, none the less he was a guy and another species entirely. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"Rocket are you gay?"

Rocket kept looking down at the sheets and let out a frustrated sight, "I-I dunno I mean… I like you and I have many dreams of you… and I have had them for about a week now." He looked up and looked Quill in the eyes. "I like you Quill and on a deeper level than I should… I understand if you are mad and don't want to talk to me or… whatever." He sighed and looked down again.

Peter lifted Rocket's chin with his finger and leaned in and kissed him back but a bit more fully than what Rocket's. Rocket felt his fur start to shiver and he closed his eyes for a moment and took in the feel of it and enjoyed it. It was much better than the dreams that he had been having and he didn't want it to end but then Quill pulled away.

"Now if you don't tell anyone then this will be our little secret." Quill smiled and looked Rocket in the eyes.

Rocket nodded and then got closer to Quill and laid face to face with him and kissed him again and pressed a bit harder into the kiss to keep it going. Quill gladly met his kiss and he rubbed the raccoon's neck. Rocket started to feel the pressure building up in his lower area and he could feel it starting to swell so he broke away.

"Q-Quill I think we should, um, stop for now." He breathed but didn't break eye contact. He could feel himself getting more and more aroused and it started to show a buldge in his suit.

"Why is that? I was just starting to enjoy myself." He smiled and slowly slid his hand down Rocket's side and rubbed his crotch. He could feel Rocket's member starting to grow and he smiled at him.

Rocket blushed and shivered as his friend groped his crotch and gave slight thrusts here and there. Quill kept rubbing and kissed Rocket again and then started to pull off his suit. Rocket didn't object to it and he let Quill slowly undress him until he was nude in bed with his member fully erect at 4 inches.

"D-don't tell anyone Rocket." Quill said and gently gripped Rocket's throbbing member and started to slowly stroke him.

Rocket gasped softly, not ever feeling this pleasure before and thrusted more. He could feel another kind of pressure starting to build up deep within him and he started to moan softly.

"Q-Quill don't…don't stop." He moaned as Quill started to pick up the pace and they kissed once more.

Quill rubbed Rockets neck and kept stroking his hard member that had just started to leak pre onto his hand. He rubbed his cock more and the pre made it slick so it was slicker and providing much more pleasure. Rocket Thrusted more rapidly now and he panted as the pressure rapidly built up inside of his body.

"A-ahh Quill!" he moaned loudly as his member started spurting his seed in thick ropes and the pressure inside of him released.

The feeling lasted for a few moments then it subsided, leaving Rocket panting and spent. Quill leaned down and kissed him again and whispered, "Don't tell anyone."

And that concludes chapter 4. That was my first time trying to make a scene between any anthro and human so please leave a review and tell me how I did on that. Thank you all!