Chapter 24
"If you want to come back to my crew afterward, feel free. If you don't, that's fine. Same for the two of you," I say to Indri and Morgan and he nods. "Shit, there's still your Stealing. Damn." Keiko smiles at her wrist com and I glance at her. "OK, so, Indri and Ella are getting stolen, yes?"
"Right," Indri confirms and I nod. "And your ship is being used as the home ship since Dad doesn't have a big enough one."
"He has the Quadrant. I think... I don't even know anymore." I run my hand through my hair and take a swig of my beer, noticing Keiko grin at her wrist com with a slight blush. "I want to know who she's talking to but not what's on that," I mutter and Kraglin snorts, making me look at him. "What?"
"Ya ain't got a clue."
"About what?"
"Yer sister got a boy on m'crew," Yondu explains and I try to hide a cringe. "Wha's tha' fer?"
"Have you met some of your crew?"
"Hey, what are we talking about?" Keiko asks as she looks up and Yondu and Kraglin smirk while I roll my eyes.
"Who are you messaging?"
"No one."
"Oh? Oh really?"
"Yeah."
"Then what are you looking at?"
"Nothing."
"You're smiling at your wrist com and blushing yet you expect me to believe that you aren't looking at anything or messaging anyone? How stupid do you think I am?"
"It's not that I think you're stupid... It's that I know you don't want to know what it is."
"And why's that?"
"So you do want to hear about how my boyfriend is planning on just destroying my-"
"NO! STOP talking!" She stops with a small smirk and I glare at her. "There are children present. Have some class."
"They're asleep. Past their bedtime, I guess."
"Of course, they are. Mor, would you mind taking Petey back for me?"
"Sure thing." He gently takes Petey from Gamora and he whines softly in his sleep. "Shh," He says gently and he settles again. "Your Quarters, right?" I nod and he heads out.
"Couldn't you have taken him?" Stakar asks and I nod.
"Yeah. But those two like each other. Morgan's my go-to babysitter for Petey if I need to do stuff. And Indri."
"And not me?"
"Keiko, you are my sister and I love you."
"OK, good."
"However, no, not you."
"Why?"
"You're kidding, right?" She thinks for a moment and kinda nods.
"Yeah, OK, that's fair."
"What's fair?"
"Well, you see-"
"No, no, no no no, and no. No. We are not talking about this while I'm here. Go talk somewhere else if you want to talk about that but not around me. Thanks."
"Is that a we-can-talk-about-it-and-you'll-be-disgusted-over-there kind of thanks or a... We-even-try-to-talk-about-it-and-you'll-kick-us-out kind of thanks?" She elaborates and I look at her.
"The second one and I will kick you out. As in foot-to-ass kick you out."
"Fair enough. We won't talk about it."
"Good. Cuz I don't have my ass-kicking boots on today."
"I thought those were all of your boots?" Jesse looks at me and I nod slowly.
"You're right! Guess I do, then. Please, please, give me a reason to use these. It's been a while."
"Not today..."
"Damn. But probably a good idea on your part, sis."
"What now?" Morgan asks as he comes back and I look at him. "Is this about why you don't trust Keiko babysitting?"
"Yes."
"That's an interesting story."
"How do you know it?"
"She told me."
"Fair enough."
"Wanna fill us in?"
"No more awake children here, Rogue," Keiko points out and I look at her, groaning.
"I came home from school when I was six and Dean was there, fuckingheronthecouch," I say in a rush and Dad snorts. "It was weird!"
"No, no! You want to know what was weird?"
"What?"
"The next day, he was over again and you wouldn't stop staring at him."
"I have no memory of that."
"That makes sense since after those two got back and Dean booked it out a window, you got thrown down the basement stairs into the concrete wall and floor..."
"Yeah, that makes sense. Getting your head slammed into concrete does tend to give people, ya know... BRAIN DAMAGE! The last thing I remember before waking up in your bed that night was walking in on you and Dean. And you told me it was Friday, not Thursday."
"Yeah. I think you still have the scar. On your right temple?" I pull my hair and point to one. "Yeah, that one!"
"I always wondered what that was from. Huh. Concrete, then. How was the concrete afterward, anyway?"
"Had cracks in it."
"Serves it right, damnit. How dare it give me such awful brain damage?" She snorts and I hide my grin by taking a swig of my beer but not before saying, "Gods... Fuck those two."
"I would've under other circumstances." I choke on my beer and she looks at me.
"Stop sayin' shit like tha' when 'M drinkin', damnit!" Yondu cackles and I glare at him. "Ain't fuckin' funny, blue asshat," I grumble and he grins as I wipe my duster off, grumbling in different languages.
Loki walks over and leans down to talk in my ear. "I will message you when I get a room at one of these establishments and see you in it shortly after. Finish your beer then drink nothing else. Fair?"
"Sounds good," I give them a slightly cocky smirk and they smile, walking out.
"What was that about?" Dad asks and I don't respond, using my beer bottle to hide my smirk. "Whatever." I finish the beer and throw it into the garbage by Dad, making him roll his eyes. "Want another?"
"Nah." My wrist com dings and I look at it, a small grin forming as I stand. "Here's a unit card. And... Ooh, damn! Would ya look at the time? I just remembered I gotta go water and walk my fish! Later!" I throw them a peace sign as I walk out and stride toward the building, people moving out of my way due to my reputation. I head toward the room and see Loki waiting for me, sitting on the edge of the bunk.
"Duster off, please." I strip it off after shutting the door and drape it over a desk, looking around quickly with a sharp intake of breath. "You aren't the only one who knows where to find a hole in the wall establishment, Rogue. They have rooms like this in the entire building. Lovely, isn't it?" They grab my hips and spin me to pin my back against the wall.
"Yeah... Lovely..." They smile and strip my shirt off of me.
"Lovely sight here. I'm thinking that you call me Sir right now. I am feeling more masculine today."
"So referring to you as he and him in my head is OK?"
"Of course. Thank you for verifying."
"You're welcome..." I smile shyly and he kisses me, hands cupping my neck gently. I surge forward to return it and he pins my wrists against the wall above my head, smirking at my soft whine.
"Oh, no need to worry, my Love. You will get just what you need. Have I ever disappointed you before?"
"No, Sir..."
"Good pet." I hum softly at the praise and feel him carding his fingers through my hair. "Don't move your hands. If you do, I'd have to punish you before we get to what you need. And that would not be pleasurable, would it?"
"No, Sir..." He smiles and presses my wrists deeper into the wall.
"Keep them there."
"Yes, Sir." He lets my hands go and I keep them there, watching him. He undoes my pants and easily pushes them down with my underwear, gently rubbing my legs as he straightens back up. He gently preps me and slips something in me. I shudder slightly and he chuckles. He runs his hands under my shirts and gently runs them across my chest.
"Let's see..." He rubs against my nipples and I gasp sharply. He smirks predatorily and looks at me. "Breathe." I breathe slowly and he lets his hands travel along my torso before pinching my nipples out of nowhere.
"Ah, fuck!" I gasp sharply as I break position and he tuts softly. "Sorry, Sir," I pant and he spins me around, swatting me twice.
"Simple request. Stay where I put you. What do you think you deserve?" I think back to any other times I'd broken position with him and sigh softly.
"Whatever you deem necessary, Sir. Because you're in charge."
"That's right. Palms flat on the wall, ass out, legs spread, and clothes at your ankles." I push my clothes down to my ankles and press my palms against the wall, moving so my ass is out. He adjusts me and I follow it, staying where he puts me. "Ten with my hand. Try to stay in position." He rubs my ass with his metal hand and I tense.
"Wait, wait, wait!" I say quickly as he raises his hand and I can feel him pause. "I won't be able to stay in position here when you're using your right hand! Can we use a different one, please?"
"Would the desk be better and you grip the edge?"
"I'm still worried I'll reach back or break position..."
"I'll cuff you to it then to be sure you don't."
"OK..."
"Alright. Get in position and face the door. Strip first." He steps back and I strip. I move to the desk and face the door as I bend over, gripping the edge of it. "Ready, my Treasure?" He asks as he cuffs me to the desk and I let out a slow breath, steadying myself.
"Yes, Sir." He rests his left hand on the small of my back and rubs my ass with his right.
"Then I'll be starting." His hand leaves my ass and I breathe.
It lands hard on my right side despite him landing it as softly as he could and I hiss loudly. "One, Sir."
"Good job, Love." He lands the second on my left side and I hiss again.
"Two, Sir. Ah, fuck, three, Sir! Four, Sir! Five, six, seven, eight, Sir!" I count quickly and he gently rubs my ass.
"These last two will hurt the worst. Are you ready?"
"Yes, Sir..." He keeps rubbing and I relax.
The ninth one lands harshly and I scream out the count, vision blurry from tears as I float so high. "So good, my Stars... Last one..." He gently kisses my shoulder and straightens up. "Count it and thank me. And cum if you're close." I breathe shakily and feel his hand leave my ass.
It lands harder than the other nine and I scream the count and thank him.
The door gets broken in and Loki is taken away from me as I shake slightly with my eyes closed, feeling great as I pant. A blanket settles over me and I slowly open my eyes, expecting to see Loki. "'Ey, Kid. Ya a'ight?"
"Jotunheim," I safeword softly in the silent room and Loki shoves Dad, Yondu, Stakar, and Charlie off of him to come over, gently undoing the cuffs.
"Don't fucking touch them," Charlie booms and I stand on shaky legs as Loki wraps the blanket tightly around me, ignoring them.
"Scene's over, Love." He helps me sit on the bed and kisses my forehead. "You did so well." Feet come pounding in and Bucky groans.
"Damnit! We tried to tell them, Rogue, Loki. Damn stubborn assholes got Doc, Drax, and the women to hold us back. Tullk, Oblo, and Horuz even tried backing us up about you being fine!" I rub my face and just keep my head in my hands.
"Loki was beating Rogue and you're pissed at us?" Stakar asks incredulously and I mutter something, feeling their eyes on me. "What?"
"Loki wasn't beating me... It's a consensual relationship... We each have our limits... And we're careful to not cross them... This is not a conversation I ever wanted to have with anyone other than my partners," I groan and slide my hands down my face, shivering slightly. Loki wraps another blanket around me and I smile slightly. "Thanks..."
"So... You wanted him to beat your ass? You get off on that?" I groan at Dad's question and run my hand through my hair sharply.
"No... And yes... It's complicated... There are simple punishments and funishments... Fun punishments..."
"And what the Hell was that?"
"A mix of both and our first scene since Loki's been back... Thank you for coming in during the middle of it and ruining the mood... I was looking forward to it too," I grumble and Loki cards his fingers through my hair gently.
"So you liked getting your ass tanned with metal?" I sigh and decide to just say it quickly.
"No. I liked that while it was happening I had a remote-controlled vibrator in and on me on fucking high to make sure I was ready to be fucked into this Gods damned bunk as I have earned after the past lunar cycle. Once again, thanks, guys. Appreciate it so much." I rub my temples and can feel a drop coming. "Crap..."
"A drop?" I nod and Loki holds me close, glancing at Bucky. He nods and types on his wrist com before a portal opens beneath Loki and me, allowing us to fall onto my bunk. I start to cry and he holds me tightly. "I have you, Rogue. You are so good, so beautiful, so handsome, so glorious, so kind-hearted. You are the kindest person I know and an amazing parent to the children. You give people who don't deserve it kindness. You are so loving." I curl into him and just listen to him talk, him reassuring me that whatever I had in my head was wrong.
I take a shaky breath as I come back up and he presses a kiss to my forehead, holding some water to my lips. I drink greedily and he tilts it so I have to drink slower before feeding me some fruit gently. I eat it slowly and he smiles. "Good. You're so good for me, Rogue." I smile shyly and he kisses my forehead, making me sigh softly. "I love you."
"I love you, too. Sorry, my stupid family barged in right in the middle of our scene." I sigh and he chuckles softly, petting my hair gently.
"They were worried about you. I'm proud of you for using your safeword when you were uncomfortable with where the scene had gone. That was not in my plan." I laugh and he smiles. "There's my Treasure. Now, you have had a rough solar cycle. You need some rest. First, roll onto your stomach." I do that and he gently rubs something cool onto my ass, making me relax with a sigh. "As always with a scene that involves spanking or a rough one."
"Mhmm..." He carefully slides underwear up my legs followed by sleep pants and finally pulls a tank top down my torso.
"Now we rest." He lays down with me and holds me close, allowing me to nuzzle into his neck with a soft sigh.
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I wake to someone crawling into the bunk and I squint to try to see who it was, turning on a light to see Quill freeze. "Climb on in..." I yawn as I move the covers out of her way and she worms between us. "Go to sleep..." I turn the light back off and drape my arm over the three of them. "Who else is in the bunk?"
"Petey," Loki informs, still mostly asleep, and I hum softly. "Go to sleep or I will tan both of your hides."
"Sorry, Moddy Loki..." He hums softly and pets her hair.
"Just sleep." I cuddle them and slowly fall back to sleep. "The other children will be in soon enough," Loki murmurs before falling asleep and the kids drop off after us.
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I wake with a groan to someone pounding on the door to my Quarters and slide out of bed, padding down the stairs as I carefully avoid the kids laying on the floor. "You weren't kidding, Loki..." I open the door and am greeted by Charlie and the other Captains in my family while the Avengers stand back to watch with Aleta, Mainframe, Krugarr, Martinex, Kraglin, Doc, and Segs. Surprising. "You are all going to wait five fucking minutes for me to get dressed and will not pound on my door again or I will break the bones in your arms so you can't." I shut the door and go to get dressed, pulling on Leathers that didn't smell. "Need to get clean Leathers..." I go back to the door and go out, shutting it behind me. The Guardians had shown up and all the Guardians but Dad were with the Avengers.
"Rogue-"
"No, I talk, you listen. I am fifty and damn well grown. I am too damn old to be sneaking around and hiding relationships, I did that enough when I was younger so am I done with that shit. What I decide to do in the privacy of my Quarters or a room that Loki or I paid for is none of your business nor anyone else."
"You are showing too much weakness," Stakar hisses and I look at him.
"Tanas, when it comes to me and Loki, who's in charge of that?"
"Technically Loki since he's the Dom, or Top, or whatever but ultimately you since you have the power to end whatever's going on if you're uncomfortable," She says as she passes by and I gesture toward her.
"Horuz, you tempted to overthrow me?"
"And have to deal with your responsibility? Fuck that." I cross my arms and look at Stakar, making him glare at me.
"You-"
"I am keeping myself stable. Maybe you should try it sometime, Stakar. Loki does not abuse me, beat me, or hurt me permanently. Trust me when I say I know the difference between abuse and what we have going on." Yondu looks at me for a moment before going to stand next to Kraglin with a shrug and Dad looks at him.
"Dad! What the Hell?" He just leans against the wall with his arms crossed and shrugs. "You're OK with this? With Loki beating them?"
"Peter Jason Quill," I bark and hear my door open. "Not you three, go back to sleep. And you have a different name now, Jesse."
"Right..." He takes the other two back to the living room of my Quarters and I roll my eyes slightly, glaring at Dad.
"I told you already that it was not me getting beat. It was a scene and one that I consented to. Anything that Loki does is because we have agreed long before this that they can and that I have the assurance that if I am uncomfortable with any of it, I can safeword and it all ends. Then we talk about why it happened and what to do differently next time." Stakar scoffs and I turn the glare onto him, towering over him just enough that he has to look up slightly to maintain eye contact with me. "Is healthy communication in a relationship that foreign to you, Stakar? Is it because you see communicating as too weak? Or because-" I stop myself and take a breath, turning off the glow in my eyes before I say something I'll regret. "Or is it because you just want to see people miserable like you?"
"Why you-!" He growls and Martinex forms ice onto his feet so he can't move at Aleta's request as she comes over.
"I need to reinstall that cool head you used to have, Stakar. Hell, I don't think Rogue even knows that you have one." She looks at me and I nod.
"Out," I say calmly and my crew that was in the bridge leave, Tullk shutting the door behind him. "Give me a minute and you can use my Quarters." She nods and I open the door, whistling loudly and sharply.
"We're up," Quill yells before there's a thud and I roll my eyes.
"Go get something to eat and out of my Quarters. And stop sneaking in during the night. It's creepy. Jesse, close the door to the bridge behind you."
"You got it." He had Petey on his hip and Petey looks at me, still mostly asleep. I take him and hold him.
"I got him. Go on." Jesse follows his siblings and shuts the door behind him. "Loki!"
"No need to yell. I was making Petey a drink. Feel free to go inside now, Aleta." Loki takes Petey and gives him the sippy cup as they leave. Aleta goes inside with Stakar and shuts the door behind them.
"You don't take care of your kid a lot," Rocket observes and I roll my eyes.
"I disagree. Petey will be back and will be on my back soon enough. Loki and the kids just usually feed him for me. Speaking of food, I'm going to go get some and let them do them. Care to join me?" Gamora walks beside me as I go to mess and I hear the others follow.
"You do seem much happier," Mantis points out and I shrug one shoulder, pushing my hair out of my face. "And this is the longest I have ever seen your hair. Even that lunar cycle you were in the brig for beating Hoill with a tray."
"Still don't remember that and he deserved it from what I've been told by Segs. Just because Segs is an amazing designer does not mean that he's queer. Segs is Segs and he's cool. He's always been cool. One of my favorite people from my childhood on Gramps' ship."
"I am glad to hear that."
"No problem, dude." I give him a fist bump over my shoulder and he chuckles softly, making me smile slightly.
"Moddy! Ella tried to make me eat an icky thing," Petey cries as he comes over to me and I toss him up into my arms, gasping dramatically.
"She did?"
"Uh-huh..." He sniffles sadly and I hide a smile easily as I take him back to the table Ella was at.
"Well how about we try this amazing thing?" I take the spoon from her with a small wink and she smiles slightly.
"Moddy has to try a bite!"
"Not with your spoon. Jesse, you mind?" He hands me one and I smile slightly, taking a bite of the sludge Gef gave him. "I have no clue what you mean in saying it's gross-"
"Icky!"
"Whatever, same difference, short stack." He sticks his tongue out at me and I hide a smile again with a bit more difficulty. "I'm gonna try a bite now and it's gonna taste amazing." He huffs softly and I take a bite, nodding. "Good job, Gef. Tastes like strawberries."
"Thanks but... I don't know what that is..."
"I'll make sure you get some when we go to Terra next. Just get Horuz or Tanas to remind me..."
"Can do, Cap."
"Now, you are going to sit and eat."
"But I don't like it!"
"Tough, buddy. We don't waste food. You can see if your siblings will let you try some of their food or trade with you but you're going to eat."
"I'll trade with him," Quill says and I stop her.
"No, you're allergic to it. I do not need a trip to a healing clinic today. I already have to deal with your grandfather being an idiot. Thank you for being willing to trade, though." She smiles slightly and I gently ruffle her hair. "Oh, right. Here." I hand Jesse and Ella each a piece of their favorite candy and they look at me.
"What are these for?"
"Today is the date we decided to call your birthdays, right?" They think and nod after a moment. "I thought so. What are your brothers doing?"
"Which ones? I have a lot," Jesse smartmouths and I look at him.
"The chaotic ones."
"Oh, Yondy and Kraggles?" He looks at them and they were being, well... Chaotic. "This is normal."
"Fair enough. Hey," I say sharply and they look at me. "Can you two be lawful neutral for a bit instead of chaotic good or evil long enough to finish eating?"
"OK."
"Thank you." I turn and hear food get thrown as I grab a tray. "Yondy. Throw another piece of food and you're cleaning the hangar."
"It wasn't me!"
"Yes, it was. You're right-handed that landed on the left of the table, furthest from me. If it was your twin, it would've landed closer to me."
"How do you do that?"
"I'm your parent. It's in my job description."
"What job description?"
"You didn't know that parents get handbooks on how to know when their kids are doing stuff?"
"Seriously?"
"Dad, would I lie about that?"
"Nah, you stole mine from me one time."
"See?" They narrow their eyes at me and I look at them cooly as I sit at the head of my table. "Would I ever lie to you?"
"Yes. And you have. Numerous times."
"Those were jokes. Those don't count."
"What about Santa?"
"Santa's not real?" Petey asks with tears in his voice and I give Kraggles a slight glare.
"Of course Santa's real. Didn't you know that I'm, like, his best friend ever?" He gasps at that and looks at me with awe.
"Really?"
"Yeah, kiddo. Why do you think you guys always get the coolest presents? Cuz I talk to him about it!" Loki chuckles softly from my right and I smile slightly.
"Cool!" Kruthin rolls his eyes and I let it be for now. Petey talks animatedly throughout eating and I notice Kruthin getting close to exploding on him.
"Gods, will you-"
"Kruthin," I interrupt calmly and he looks at me with everyone else as I stand, done.
"I'll deal with your tray," Loki murmurs and I nod slightly.
"Come with me, Kruthin. We're gonna have a talk." He huffs slightly and comes over to me as I head to the door. I wrap my right arm around his shoulders lightly but he knows he's not going anywhere and tenses slightly. I take him deep in the ship and sit across from him on a crate, looking at him intensely. He squirms slightly and doesn't look at me. "When was the last time you slept?"
"You just woke me up no more than an hour ago."
"But you weren't really sleeping, were you?" He doesn't look at me and I wait for a moment. "Kruthin."
"No, alright? I wasn't sleeping!"
"Nightmares."
"Yes! I'm having nightmares because we were stuck with them for fifteen annual cycles! They used-" He cuts himself off with a sob and I wrap him in my arms, catching him as he falls off of the crate from the force of that sob.
"I got you." I gently settle us on the floor and he sobs into my chest, whimpering what they'd do to him. "Oh, my boy... I have you..." I hold him close as he cries himself to sleep and carefully scoop him into my arms as I stand, carrying him to the Quarters he shares with Char, his twin brother. Horuz looks at us as we pass and I carefully wave him off. "He'll be OK soon... I've got him..."
"Alright... Let us know if he needs anything." I nod and gently settle him in his bunk, covering him up. I gently brush his hair out of his face and kiss his forehead before going to mess, messaging the Captains to get on my ship immediately.
They skid into the room about ten minutes later and I look at them. "OK, I know I said ASAP, but I did not mean like that."
"What's up, Admiral?" Mulsa asks and I look at her. "Something about the Kree and Skrulls? You would've told us anything else over a message or transmission. You talk about them in person."
"Yes. From now on, your safety and getting people freed are the same level of importance. Use any force necessary and break those sorry assholes as badly as you can. Make them suffer," I growl and they look at me.
"Can do."
"Whoa, Kruthin! Where'd you get a knife?" Char asks and I look over, seeing Kruthin brandishing a knife with glazed-over eyes.