Kitty pulled his hair when she kissed him. Gently, at first, when their tongues only barely touched and their skin was just meeting, then harder as her breath quickened and Peter kissed her more deeply. He pulled her close, his hands sloping down the sides of her waist to her hips.

He hefted her lightly onto his lap again, only this time he placed one of her legs on either side of his hips, so she straddled him. He let out a small groan as she giggled and pulled his hair a little harder.

"Oh, man," Peter said breathily. "Oh man, I've been waiting for this for so, so lo-o-o-ong." He elongated the last word as she sucked and nipped his lower lip.

Her mouth curled into a cat-like grin. "Me too. This is..." she shook her head softly. "Coming here was totally...worth it." She was quiet, maybe with a slight bit of surprise in her voice.

Peter smiled lopsidedly at her, brushing her hair from her face tenderly. "You are...you are so super amazing and I just...I want to make this perfect for you, and I...I know this isn't the best place in the world, and my room kind of sucks, and my bed's way too small and-"

Kitty cut him off, rolling her eyes and clapping her hand over his mouth. "Who'd figure you would be the mushy one? Peter, this is totally perfect because you're here and I'm here and...well, that's really it. We're both here, in the flesh, so let's just...let's just seize the opportunity."

Peter grinned and, with that, pulled her down on top of him, kissing her hard, brushing his hands through the waves of her hair. "Okay, let's do that. That sounds like a good idea."

He hands drifted up to her breasts, cupping them in their lacy covering. His thumbs tweaked where her nipples were hidden, bringing them to a sharp point that cause Kitty to softly coo his name. He groaned at the sound, feeling himself grow harder, harder than he thought he could be.

"Oh man, Kitty..." she wound her hips against his, against the hardness of his cock that was tucked expertly under his belt-just in case something like this happened. "Oh, Kitty," he bit his lip, holding his breath as he felt a slight wetness rub against his bare hipbone. Kitty was already soaking through her costume; "ohmanohmanohman!"

Kitty giggled and smiled at him, bringing his hands to her belt, using his fingers to pop her belt off her hips. His eyes widened as Kitty brought his hand to the remainder of her unopened zipper. He unzipped it with an overeager smile, and slid his hands down her hips, pushing the slick material down further off of her.

"Aww, you're wearing panties." He play pouted at Kitty as she rolled her eyes.

"I don't know what kind of undergarments space people run around in, but I usually like a little something extra to prevent costume camel toe." He snorted at her sardonic tone.

"I'm not complaining, these are cute." His fingers traced the patterns of the matching lace panties, making her blush and let out a soft groan when his fingers ghosted over her pubis.

She sucked her lips in, popping them with a sigh. "Oh, Peter."

"Still have that problem with Peters?"

"Well, you still have time to prove yourself..." she scoffed softly.

Peter paused with an awkward look. "Kitty, I, um, I don't mean to be rude, but...it's been a while...and if we go straight to that...I-I would be worried that I'd..." he turned red.

She silenced him again, but this time with a heavy kiss. She phased the rest of her costume off in a fluid motion, tossing it onto the floor of his room. Her hands opened his belt buckle a little clumsily, unfamiliar, and then unbuttoned his pants and drew the zipper down in a slow teasing motion.

"Oh, Kitty!"

She kissed down his chest as he groped her tits excitedly. He squeaked and squeezed them harder when she nipped one of his nipples, and then slipped one of her bra straps off her shoulder, reaching his hand in to one of the cups, his fingers pulsing a soft rhythm that matched the heartbeat he could feel in his dick as Kitty licked his belly button and moved lower.

Slipping off his bed, she slipped his pants off, admiring his tight boxers and the large outline barely hidden beneath them. "Guess underwear isn't that different in space."

He nodded and hummed as Kitty phased his underwear off quickly, settling on her knees. He sat up, "I like when you do that!"

Kitty didn't hear his comment, she was too busy raising her eyebrows at the size of his cock. She blushed pretty brightly, and Peter giggled at her expression.

Kitty had been with gifted dudes, certainly, but where Piotr might have been painfully wide and Wisdom long and slightly curved, Peter Jason Quill was long and fat and looked...weirdly strong, with the slight blue of veins underneath. Peter was also circumcised, oddly enough, but he had said that he lived on Earth as, and that wasn't too uncommon. That was kind of a brocheh (for Kitty, at least).

His balls clung tightly underneath, swollen with excitement, the whole image heated Kitty more and she felt her wetness slick her thighs stickily. She blushed and Peter watched her, with a warm smile, as she took his cock and softly kissed the tip before licking her lips and bringing them down on the head of his dick.

He closed his eyes in pure bliss as Kitty sucked and twirled her tongue around the tip. With a loud pop, she released his dick from her mouth, squeezing his balls softly and running her tongue along the underside ridge of his shaft. Peter purred her name softly and opened his eyes to see her suck one of his balls in her mouth before releasing it with another pop.

Damn, not only was she the coolest girl in the universe, but she also gave super great fucking head!

He gripped her arm softly as she went back to sucking and fondling his shaft, nodding his head for her to get back on the bed. He shifted over and she released him, sadly for Peter, but for a just moment. She softly lay next to him, her feet above his head, before she took him back in her mouth, deep throating his shaft.

With a quivering hand, he stroked her wet thigh, his thumb teasing her slit through the lace of her panties. She groaned softly into the coarse hair of his crotch as his thumb probed a little more. Her wetness soaked through, the sensation of the lace against her swollen clit putting her into overdrive. She sucked and bobbed her head on his dick as her hips bucked into his thumb. She groaned pleadingly.

With a crookedly smile, Peter relented, pushing the panties out of the way of her slit and plunging a single finger in to her. She opened her mouth and let out a lovely little sigh that made Peter's cock jump in her mouth.

He matched the pace she set with her head, and brought his finger in and out, then adding a second, which caused Kitty to groan again, making him tense. His ass clenched, his hand stilled inside Kitty for a moment. He gurgled softly. "Kitty, I'm gonna..."

"Please do!" Came a muffled reply, as she sucked a little harder, running her tongue underneath the ridge of his cock head.

He squinted his eyes shut and started moving his hand faster inside of her, before his hips lifted, seemingly of their own accord, and thrust in to her mouth. She let out a soft groan and then he suddenly released inside of her mouth with a loud groan, his hips jiggling in and out as she tried to suck him dry. Hot cum dribbled out of her mouth, down her breasts, and his hips shook against her for one more moment. With another rumbling groan, his hips fell and he let out a satisfied sigh.

"Oh boy." He looked down at her with a smile before his eyebrow knit together, "oh, darn, I got your cute bra all dirty!"

She rested her head on the tops of his thighs with a half smile and a small laugh. "That's okay, that's what water and soap is for."

His hand continued to stroke softly. "Mmm, okay, then I guess it's your turn to get my bra all dirty."

She laughed, but the laugh turned into a warm groan when he lifted her hips up and over his head.