#[ handpickedriot ] all i longed for long ago was you | drax & mantis

[soulcluster-moved]

@handpickedriot​ / mantis [ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance   ( mantix )

Drax leaned back as Mantis filled the space next to him, sliding his arm over the back of the couch and around her. “Got tired of their bickering?” 

It wasn’t uncommon for the Milano to be filled with the dulcet tones of sarcastic jokes and heckles. They were a contentious lot for one reason or another, usually relating back to some form of bad childhood or traumatic event. Who didn’t have one of those? 

His hand idly played with Mantis’s strands of dark hair, fingertips occasionally brushing along the skin of her shoulder. There weren’t many places to be alone on the ship but that didn’t stop him from being affectionate with her. “I bet if we disappeared for a couple hours, they’d never notice.”

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[soulcluster-moved]

@handpickedriot​ / mantis you’re not alone. or at least you don’t have to be.  ( mantix )

Drax had been sitting and ruminating when he felt Mantis grasp his hand and pull it to her. He looked up, shoulders relaxing, and his hardened features twisted into something like a smile. He gripped her hand in return.

“Sometimes it’s good to be. Gives me time to think, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t prefer your company.” His other hand gripped her waist and pulled her to him, placing his head somewhere just below her chest. He placed a kiss on her knuckles. “You here to keep me company?”

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[soulcluster-moved]

@handpickedriot​ / mantis placing kisses all over your lover’s body, from their forehead, to their nose, knuckles, stomach, thighs… ( mantix, but she's the one doing it to him uwu )

There are few things that Drax knows with absolute certainty. That he will always pursue Thanos, unable to resist the call implanted in the very marrow of his bones. That he will always love Heather, even if they never get their father-daughter thing down. And that Mantis is everything he doesn’t deserve.

He feels it now, when she gently presses a kiss to his forehead and runs her fingers over his scalp to the nape of his neck. More kisses follow, ones filled with laughter pressed to his brow and nose. Their lips meet briefly, like ships passing in the night, before she continues downward. His jaw, his neck, his collarbone. His hands travel along her curves just to feel her, to confirm she’s real, and she is so very real.

Mantis presses her lips to his broad, muscled chest, covering scars, both faded and new, while her hands travel in her wake. She breaks from her path only to kiss both his hands: palms, digits, knuckles, tips. More than anything, that’s the sight that breaks him. The physical embodiment of his power, all the lives he’s ruined - and ended - at the mercy of her lips.

But she’s not finished yet. She returns to where she left off, letting him hold her hands against his chest as she kisses along his stomach and toward his thighs. And that is where his soft inhale turns into a staggered moan, her name caught in his throat, and his hand curls into her hair, lost in its dark depths.

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