Star-Lord turned to see Yondu standing in the doorway, staring longingly at him, his head thingie pulsating with a warm, red light. Their eyes met, filled with unsaid heartfelt thingies and desire and stuff. "What are you doing here, Yondu?" Star-Lord exclaimed suddenly, his voice full of unsaid words.
"I been thinking about that naked troll thingie ye gave me," Yondu purred, smiling in a totally hot way. Star-Lord felt a throbbing in his heart and other places best left unmentioned.
Star-Lord licked his lips, more nervous than a schoolgirl on prom night. "Oh yeah?" he spewed. "What sorta things?" He hoped they had something to do with the 'naked' part.
"You know what I thinkin', sweet cheeks," Yondu smiled devilishly, teeth glowing like Christmas lights.
Star-Lord was blinded by his debonair charm. Yondu stepped closer, and Star-Lord could see the lustful gaze on his beauteous blue face that showed like a train coming closer and closer to a vehicle stuck on a track. He stared back, knowing he could not resist.
Yondu swooped in for a whimsical embrace. Star-Lord felt something hard poking against the front of his coat. He stiffened at the contact.
"Is that your arrow, or are you just happy to see me?" he crooned, his mouth drier than Mojave desert.
"You know I always happy to see you, babycakes," Yondu said in a sultry voice, waggling his eyebrows at the lovestruck, besodden Star-Lord.
He leaned forward and whispered in Star-Lord's ear, "You know, boy, when we picked you up, them boys wanted to eat you. Now that's exactly what I'm goin' do!"