Ok, here we go, the final chapter. Sorry, it took ages, but I really struggled to find the right balance with this one. But here we go.

Yondu Week 2018

Monsters Under the Bed

The Final Chapter

"Kraglin, Kraglin, there was no response from his mate, Yondu shook him, but still nothing. Urgently Yondu placed him down on the ground, his cock still embedded in his ass. Yondu could feel his heat subsiding, but it was still too big to pull out now.

"Oh shit", Yondu cursed to his still unresponsive mate, as he leaned over and grabbed some ice from the bucket, now almost melted to water, but it would have to do.

Dipping ice into Kraglin's mouth, and smearing it across his face, it took a few moments before Kraglin's eyes burst open, and he just gasped, as if all the air had been pulled from his lungs and he was trying to pull it back.

Yondu felt panicked, but all he could do was wait, as Kraglin begin to regain consciousness fully, and his chest heaved amongst the sweat dripping from his body.

"Kraglin, Kraglin" Yondu kept repeating his name, just waiting for a response, as the Xandarians brown eyes snapped open and seemed to struggle to focus for a moment before they settled on Yondu was still rubbing water over his skin.

"I'm ok, I'm ok" Kraglin managed to say, and Yondu noticed the tears, coming out of the corner of his eyes, before realising the droplets falling on Kraglin's cheeks from his own, with that Kraglin lifted his hand and brushed Yondu's face gently.

"It's ok" Kraglin kept repeating, pulling his mate towards him gently. Yondu's cock was still buried in Kraglin's ass, and he couldn't pull out until it thoroughly went down.

Yondu was sweat encrusted and the ramifications of what he had done rung in his ears. "I hurt you", he managed to say, but Kraglin only nodded. "I knew it would, I was ready for it", words meant to ease Yondu's conscience, but it wasn't working.

Holding each other tightly, they just exhaled each other's scent of spices, sweat and sex, a few minutes later Yondu felt his heat dying down and with a small not from Kraglin, pulled out carefully, leaving a trail of cum dripping from Kraglin's ass.

Yondu noticed his blue cock was purple headed and raw which matched the pounding he had done on Kraglin's body. Reaching over, and grabbing some ice cubes, Yondu pressed them to the most tender part of Kraglin's body, who just winched from the pressure.

Kraglin reached over himself to grab a bottle of beer and passed one to Yondu while motioning for him to get back to his side. Kraglin downed the bottle, and small droplets fell to the side of his mouth which Yondu was tempted to lick off.

Yondu couldn't help but notice Kraglin's stomach, ordinarily slender, bulging from Yondu's seed. If he were female, no doubt there would be a litter of babies born from this, but it would now just decompose in Kraglin's body until he was ready to get rid of it, which should have done but his mate it appeared was in no mood to move.

Lying together on the floor, the ramification of what they had done, what had just too place rung in Yondu's ears, so he turned to Kraglin needing to know the answer.

"You just married me, according to Zatoan customs, why?". After all these years, this was something Yondu needed to know

Kraglin just held that satisfied smirk on his face and propped himself up on one elbow racing a finger over Yondu's chest, and the fresh cut on his blue skin.

"When we got together, decided to become Mates, all we did was change some paperwork. I said maybe we should have a celebration like Xandarians do, and you just said no…I was happy to be with you. But I wanted more, always dreamed of a big celebration. Hrax was a shithole place to grow up, but I remember the weddings and customs. I looked up weddings for Centaurian's but knew it wasn't the right time to bring it up.

Then after Day of Thanks, you said you wanted Peter to know more, about your customs, I know it might happen. But for some reason, you never did anything about it. When I read that the before a wedding, the male has to make a grand gesture to the Tribe. Well, you skinned an animal and fed them, I know it counted".

Kraglin then shrugged but looked away for a moment. "I love you, but sometimes I want more…and now I have it". Kraglin continued tracing his wandering finger over the mark on Yondu's shoulder blade. "But all the scars on your body, this one's mine, I gave this to you. We're marked together this is it, no matter what, you're mine, and no one can change that".

Yondu took Kraglin's hand in his, and glanced over, trying to find the right words to say, he had just had the greatest shag of his entire life, but right now felt so vulnerable talking to his mate.

"Sometimes I wonder why I hold on to them, after all, they treated me like fucking shit…" Yondu's voice trailed off, caught up in the memory which he tried to repress, but instead, Kraglin just whispered "Talk to me", as if three words managed to open the floodgates.

"I was five Kraglin, the same age as Peter when my parents took me to be sold. I had seen other parent's doing the same to their kids, all older than me, taking them away and never coming back. They didn't tell me anything, I was only a kid, but when they took me, I knew it was wrong, I knew I was never coming back.

I screamed my head off, tried to run away. Always wanted to be as strong as my own father, but now I couldn't get away, he just grabbed me and pulled me while my own tribe did fuck all. I remember being taken to the ship, and the Kree was there, he took one look at me, and gave my parents some money, I have no idea how much. They just left me there, never said a damn word to me, never even said goodbye, to be. Just turned and walked away, while I just cried for them.

They never even looked back. Then I was taken abroad, and more Kree held me down and cut my fin off, threw me in a cage. I was told to forget everything, nothing mattered anymore. I was a slave, shit something I could never forget.

Fucked up isn't it, that my own Tribe thought sod all about me, and our own son has a community who would lay down their lives for him. Just as a real tribe should!"

Kraglin, just stoked Yondu's skin gently, "But you held on to everything because it's who you are, I'm still a Hraxian, and you're still you. These traditions are important, even if your basted parents can burn in hell for what they did". Comments like that about caused Yondu to smile sadly.

Kraglin just held him close, just letting Yondu get lost in his own memories, he had been a good son and loved his family, and they did that to him. Even now he couldn't explain it, and now he was a father himself he couldn't explain it.

Peter and Kraglin were his tribe, his family, No one was more important than them, "On the slave ship, they tried to make me forget everything, but I remembered everything. I held onto it for some stipe reason, never imagined id have a child to pass it on…well that changed", and he could hear Kraglin's smile.

"Yeah that did, and he's everything isn't he?" Kraglin's replied, and Yondu just gripped his mate closer.

"He really is, and so are you" Yondu cleared his breath, "I do love you, you know that Kraglin, I know I don't say it. But I do".

Kraglin, just reached up, until he was nose to nose with Yondu, "You don't need to say it, I know you do…and I love you too". Reaching over, once more he brushed his finger once again over Yondu's mark. "You're a good man, and a great dad and our son worships you. I have everything I ever wanted in life Yondu, and right now I just want to enjoy it".

Yondu mused on this for a moment before delivering his next sentence "I don't want to tell Peter, he'll tell the crew, and they would make a big deal out of it, this is just us. He knows we're married, and that's important. I'm surprised he didn't wake up",

to which Kraglin chucked. "I told him, it was according to customs that he couldn't move from the fur, and daddies were about to do something very private and special. He beloved me. God imagine if he was walked in". Something neither of them wanted to think about. How would you explain that? Yondu screwing his mate to oblivion, shit that would give their son a complex.

"Perhaps we could do something? Iztel has that cabin he's fixing up, we could go there, I'm sure he wouldn't mind, and Peter would love the lake" Kraglin said, and Yondu suddenly had the image of the MasterChef's private bolthole becoming a retreat for the Ravagers and knew it would probably happen.

"Yeah sounds, good then he thought of something. "I think Horuz and Yarovesky are going to ask to go there as well, for their first holiday too", which caused Kraglin to chuckle, "So apart from us, we have two other couples and even an adoption" a comment which caused Yondu to break away and look down on Kraglin.

"What did Iztel mention that yet". And Kraglin just gave a headshake.

"No, not yet, but he'll be adopting Proctom, one day. We all know it, but Proctom's not ready for that I think" clarified Kraglin, and Yondu settled back down.

There was silence, for a moment, and both of them just stared at the stars, feeling content.

Yondu, I know we could talk more about this, but I'm fucking tired, you married me, I don't want anything more than I have. I have you and Peter …", and with that, Kraglin, more exhausted than he had ever been, drifted off to sleep with a smile on his face.

Kraglin was immediately snoring slightly through a nose which had been broken too many times, BUT Yondu just stared out of the stars. Go he needed a shower, but right now here in this moment was perfection.

Peter would be up in a few hours, and Yondu had to wonder if they would lie there and pretend they had just fallen asleep there for fun, which was correct or crawl into bed.

That being said, the floor was comfortably wrapped in the rug. With Kraglin next to him, Yondu just stared at the stars flying by, thinking over the night, hell the years with Kraglin, and let his eyes drift over their shared quarters.

Only a few years earlier, these four walls had only really been a place they dossed, between missions, but Kraglin had taken the time to make it their own private domicile. With pictures on every wall and a scent of family in the air.

Yondu's eyes fell on the latest image taken a few months earlier with Lizxona and his family on the beach, their night of revelations between the families, seemed to have lifted a veil who no one realised was there.

After this, they had laughed, hunted together, little Seroul and Peter loving the extra attention, and of course, all of them had gone swimming in the sea. What made the image more poignant was that Peter was on Lizxona's shoulders while Seroul, was perched on Yondu's. With Kraglin and Tyorells next to them beaming for the camera.

Yondu was surprised by the amount of trust he had for the family, and the faith they had in him. While the boys played, and their partners had caught up, Yondu was surprised what a confidant he had in Lizxona.

Both of them were warriors who had served in battle, both of them had shitty backgrounds and were devoted parents. It was strange how easy it was just to sit together and talk, and odd for Yondu since he had to be Captain, that even though Lizxona was his employer, he was also his friend.

With that though, Yondu just chucked to himself, there seemed to be a division in his life of before Peter, where he was bloodthirsty, thinking only of the missions and money, and not giving a damn about his crew and with his relationship with Kraglin always on a tentative edge.

But now, now he was a parent, aside from an incident two years earlier, his crew were loyal to him and his family, and his life was drastically different, and he loved that.

Looking out on the stars, with his mate curled in behind him, Yondu Udonta, Captain of the Ravagers was blessed.

The End

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