Summary: Now Temp is on the team, she gets to deal with the more hot n cold side of Rocket. As she reveals more about her feelings for him he reverts back to his rough mentality. Starlord is like her older brother and Groot's planet used to be her safe haven. For quick cash she would fight in the arenas. But in the end she did it all for her ever so modest raccoon.

Rated M: for mature content, language, and possibly violence

Characters: The collector, the guardians of the galaxy, OC

Note: Wasn't going to do a Second chapter but I got a request so hope you like it. A few bits are short stories and take place during the new show from Disney XD.

What I see is Beautifully You

The Milano shook lightly as it flew across the stars, this was something that helped Temp to sleep. Peter must be driving. She thought to herself as she lay in the bed she now shared with Rocket. He's the only one who does it. When Gamora would tease him for it he claimed it was on purpose but everyone on the team knew better. She stretched her arms over her head as her long hair was spread over the bed under her body. She wore a loose fit t-shirt she had made with the shadow shape of Rocket posing with his blaster. Her lace low rise cherry red panties clung tight to her hips as she rubbed her thighs together while she brought her black and orange sock covered feet up under them to lift up her hips; stretching her back a bit.

She laid out flat again thinking about the things that had happened since joining the team. After she had introduced herself, everyone went to what Temp liked to call the 'Round table of the forever Guardians'. Only Peter got her joke, but Drax then proceeded to state he wanted to meet these valiant knights one day; which was cool. Still made Temp laugh a bit, but at least Drax liked to soak up culture, even if it was just battle tactics that interested him. After getting redressed, her and Rocket went to the table and started to explain themselves. Rocket let Temp do all the talking since she was more sociable and better with her wording than he was.

After they all had understood how Rocket and Temp came to be lovers they nodded their heads in agreement. Temp smiled brightly; it had felt like she met Rockets parents and gained their approval. Peter was the first to speak afterward, claiming she looked familiar. So it was only fair that they wanted to hear about her past.

As she spoke she found out she more closely related to the guardians than anyone could realize. Before she had met Rocket she was raised by the Ravengers where she learned how to use her resources. She had been picked up by them after she ran away from her gaurds and when they saw the bounty on her head they couldn't resist. They returned her eventually and explained that she had given them more trouble than expected. It was a lie of course, the gang was just having too much fun to take her back right away. That's how she met Peter. They were Yondu's favorites…for reasons unexplained.

She ran away again a few months after and found a new form of respect for life on Groot's home planet. She had stayed with them for a less amount of time than she had with the Ravengers but she still learned a lot. Every day she watched as the Groot kind created more and more ways to grow as a civilization. When Temp returned to her home she spoke to her father about what she had learned. His only response, despite never really paying her any mind was, "You finally get what you should have learned a long time ago. The ultimate divinity and mark of true intelligence is to create. Especially when one is stressed or angered." It was as close to an 'I'm proud of you she would ever get'. News soon reached her that the Planet of the kind tree like allies was diminished by Ronan. Never had she cried so long or hard in her life. The only place she felt loved or at home was gone. If only she had stayed a while longer; she might have done something.

During long times of a much needed anxiety reliever, Temp took refuge on the other planets. Having been pushed past the point where her father's teachings of 'Highly intelligent creatures create to ease their mind' or the meditative methods taught to her by the Groot kind helped. She desperately needed to pumble an opponent. So she joined local arena tournaments wherever she wound up when she ran away. Eventually finding herself against Drax the Destroyer. Still a mere child at the time, he let her leave in one piece. He had enjoyed fighting someone at her skill level despite her age and as a result she vowed to get stronger so she may face him again; and win.

Unfortunately fate did not allow it for it was less than a year later that she met Rocket and Groot. Now at the end of her long story, Temp was fully welcomed as a fellow guardian. Gamora even expressed a desire to fight her since there was nothing short of a competitive rivalry between Gamora and Drax. Temp somehow never had to fight her because something or someone always interrupted the forward and daring challenge. Temp knew she was fully capable of fighting Drax or Gamaora; nowhere near ignorant to think she could take both at the same time. Of course that being said, she was still, in terms of relationship bonds, Peter's little sister. So some bone-headed part of her still really wanted to try. As she lay in her bed she hugged the pillow beside her; Rocket's pillow. As she basked in the scent of her sweet ring-tailed smartass mechanic, she replayed the memories in her in head. Every single moment the foul tempered, fluffy, dumbass made her heart move. Knowing for better or worse he made it move like a jitter bug with chili in its pants.

Early on in their travels, after having discovered Peter was part Spartax, the gang started looking for the Cosmic Seed. While While down with a fever, Temp discovered Rocket had agreed to stay with The Collector because the team made him feel apptecited- he was also bribed with pellets. Frankly, Temp never cared for the over exaggerative fan-boy. Shifty eyed, paw rubbing greedy mother—with a bad haircut to boot. Rocket had come to her to ask her to stay with him but she didn't want to break up the team; or her new home. In the end she declined but Rocket understood; having discovered so much about her when she still had a bounty on her head. Luckily Rocket had changed his mind much quicker than Temp had betted. Best 500 units ever lost to Groot ever. Sadly she couldn't fight to help free him but she did manage the strength to wait eagerly on the ship. With a burst of stamina she caught him when he jumped into her arms.

"Sorry babe. You were right about that murder to the English language. C-Can...Can you ever forgive me?"

She lifted him above her head and spun him around as she replied, "I never doubted your judgement for a second my darling raccoon." She then brought him into a tight, warm, loving embrace.

Normally Temp would drag it out but Rocket, for a single moment, let his guard down to be sweet. She was certain he was embarrassed enough since having said it in front of everyone. In front of Groot was one thing, but she could see it; he was opening up.

On another stop looking for the seed the team had to deal with a super insensitive Peter while Groot was overtaken with a super destructive fungus. One where Peter finally realized a nice secret about his friend. One Temp had been trusted with long ago. After a much bigger trouble had been averted Rocket had bragged about how he always understood whatever Groot said.

"I am Groot." He protested. The translation being, "Temp understands me as well you know. Besides you don't count. We have been together way too long." Temp had to laugh at that. Rocket decided to keep her from translating for the group by leading her to their room for a kiss and massage session, which felt great; It didn't work. Rocket didn't make eye contact with Temp for a week. So she jumped him in the room and rubbed his tail for a while. Rockets tail was always sensitive and Temp loved to pet or lightly tug it. Lucky for her Rocket loved when she did it. He rewarded her with low purrs followed by a heavy round of foreplay full of teasing and no release.

After that it was her turn to be mad. The little shit. She would repeat to herself.

Temp was starting to think that Groot was cursed or something because the universe kept picking on him. He had been completely taken over by a Venom Symbiote. Unfortunately for him Rocket had been giving Groot a harder time than usual lately. He finally told Peter that his tunes gave him headaches frequently so Temp was glad about that. It didn't however, make up for the stupid, reckless, idiotic suicide mission to go into his pocket dimension storage unit where he had trapped all the other Symbiotes. Temp could only wait until he got back because he decided to go at it alone. She knew he was in pain after having lost his best pal, he didn't want to risk her too.

When he returned with Groot's arm he was given the task of swapping chores with Rocket for a while. Rocket wanted to protest but he gave in in the end. Temp hated cleaning as much as Rocket did so when he was left to dust the lower decks or the table room alone she would sneak up on him to give him a jump scare. Every single time he fell for and would scold her for it. Then she would see his sharp teeth and his nose twitch with every word he spoke. She would throw him on his back and meet his snout with a full passionate force.

Rocket really liked when Temp was wild and Temp getting wild with her smartass. A sweet loss of control and fearlessness unlike anything she's known. He bite her on her lips and neck while he used his paws to caress her breasts and his claws scratched at her arms or pulled her hair. His tail whooshed powerfully as he got more and more excited with every rub of her body against his. Still a little over a foot tall, rocket couldn't reach every bit of her but he was very good at improvising. He was also very fast as he ducked down a few inches to nibble at her breasts threw her blouse while his forepaws lightly clawed and raked her ass.

"Flarg! Your body drives me crazy. Makes me so…" He growled low as he would became more lost in his lust. Temp would admit it if he asked but she loved when he was like this. She felt so desired and hot when Rocket did these naughty things to her.

"Flarg Temp. I love you. Let's do it; here and now. I can't hold out you damn cock tease." Temp giggled as she gasped to his ministrations. She gave in letting him take lead. All because when he did, she truly saw how much he loved her. And she could show him with equal enthusiasm.

The final incident that came after was probably the most nerve racking for Tempestas. The day started out normal. Team looking for the seed and finding nothing. Drax had been staring at his old family halophoto for a good hour when he spoke of his revenge on Thanos. Rocket made the comment that it was bad for him to hold so much weight to which Drax vowed he would hold the photo of his family even if it weighed 1000 tons. Rocket shot back he let go a long time ago ending his lecture with his favorite line.

"There no thing like me except me."

Temp had later approached him in private to check on him but due to Rocket getting defensive she wound up scolding him. He took off on his own to catch up and Groot had stayed with her to let her fight back her tears.

"I am Groot." Meaning, "He knows you didn't intend to be harsh in your words. His family is just a hard subject for him." Together they started to catch up with the team as they spoke to one another; giving Temp a much needed vent time.

"I get it. I really do. It's just- why does he push me away right when I'm so close? I've stuck by him this long. What is he so afraid of?"

"I am Groot." "Did you ever consider that it was because he cares about you so much he can't bare burdening you with his past?" Groot tried.

"Well ya I did. But I told myself that if it meant healing that chip on his shoulder I needed it as much as he does. We shared the same fear after all."

"I am Groot?" "Cages?" Groot questioned. Temp just had to laugh at that. She didn't speak but she repeated to answer in her head- Being alone.

It wasn't long after that Rocket and Groot were kidnapped by the old robot scientists that had experimented on them many years ago. When the rest of the team had finally found them they were greeted with a surprise. Rockets family had been evolved just like him. Although his mother was a piece of work. Temp had groaned knowing she was going to be that bitch of a mother in law Temp had often heard of in the pubs and by the water-cooler. Although she had heard Rocket tell her that the Guardians were his friends. She smiled so happily not realizing it.

The battle continued as the group had to separate to deal with multiple attackers including a savage version of Rocket's older brother. Temp had rushed to aid her beloved but was almost too late when he chose to bounce the reverse evolutioning beam of the energy field around the planet. She closed her eyes tight not being able to bare Rocket go back to his old self. Fortunately or unfortunately, Rocket remained the same; the sad part was his family turned back and ran away. She picked him up into her arms and cradled him there for a while. She was in their room when Groot had entered to check on them. Rocket had fallen asleep but Temp still held on to him as if it could help. She felt so useless since it was the only thing she could do. This, of course, brought tears to her eyes.

"I am Groot." Groot comforted only to mean, He will be ok. Give him time.

"I know. But I want to be there. I still love him after all," she nuzzled the top of his head rubbing her cheek to it tenderly, "I love him so much." I'm a fool. She thought to herself and even though she couldn't bring herself to say more Groot seemed to notice all the same.

"I am Groot. Groot. Groot." The words being, He knows you love him. If anything that's the only thing he can say will never change. That and the fact that he loves you. It may not seem like much but to him, it's everything there is in the galaxy. You'll see.

He left the room and Temp laid Rocket down beside her as she joined him in sleep. She never let him go. She also couldn't stop her tears.

She awoke to hid muzzle spreading butterfly kisses over her forehead. Once her gripped had lessened on his tiny body he ran to the bathroom. She had to smile at that. The best part was when he came back to lay with her. They had stayed in bed all that day.

Temp was whisked away from her thoughts as the door whooshed open. She heard Rocket's gently footsteps, distinctly, as his claws clinked the metal floor with each step. He thinks I'm still asleep. She thought to herself as she grinned hugging his pillow tighter. The weight of the bed didn't change much but she could still fell as Rocket jumped up behind her. He walked around her head stopping to try to pry the pillow from her arms. She immediately grabbed at him quickly as she rolled with him to get closer to the wall. As she lay there in the new position Rocket lay on top of her.

"Flarg baby. You scare the crap outta me." He told her.

"Sorry sweetie. I just wanted you close to me. Besides you know I can't resist a jump scare." She grinned flirtatiously. Her grin was rewarded with a small but sensational kiss on the lips. Rocket crawled down a few inches to lay his head on her tits like he always does when he's the one on top.

"How long have you been up?" he finally asked.

"I don't know." She stated honestly.

"You don't know?" He questioned her. She rolled her eyes at his obvious bad cop interrogation vibe.

"I was thinking and trying to fall asleep at the same time." She spoke in a bored manner.

"Not a good combo babe." Was all Rocket had to say as he began to rub his face in the crack between her tits. She scratched his ears with her right hand as her left scratched down his back softly until she met the end of his tail. She petted it sweetly as Rocket began to make some of his cutest noises.

"Hey. Babe. You know what this does to me. Do...you really...wanna…" His words were breaking as she continued her touches bringing her head down to meet his nose as she licked it slowly and teasingly.

"What do you wanna do to me?" she asked him in a slow manner that Rocket had come to know as Temp's way of hinting to him to be forward.

"I- I would like to… finish what your starting. Make you, ah, so tired…you won't have trouble sleeping…just thinking." He managed threw his moans and purrs.

"Alright then. I'll lead." She whispered in his ear as she took it into her mouth to nibble and tug at it playfully. He started to shudder as her hands had yet to cease their previous movements. She finally moved to put him under her as she started to undress him. Pulling the zipper of his suit slowly and quietly so they could hear it. Rocket had starting bucking his hips when Temp placed her hand on his crotch. She rubbed in circled alternating between giving him barely any friction at all to pushing down on the hardened length.

"Ya, writhe little man." She moaned to him as she gave small love bites to his neck. He groaned knowing she was making fun of him; he didn't stop to ask how or why. She proceeded to undress him as she shed the small uniform and then hovered over him using her hands and knees to support her weight. He was panting as he looked up to see what she would do next. Something was in her eyes; the way she looked at him. As if it were a soap opera cue he closed his eyes and brought his muzzle up for another kiss. Rocket was quick to add tongue but also quick to lose the dominance battle to his darling.

He loved the taste of her as he basked in the moment. He brought his paws up to meet her face as he felt his hard length twitch at the feel. He was condemned as she pet his chest, pulling easily at the fur there. The way she touched him, the way she kissed him; flarg he loved it. He felt safe and cared for with Temp. But like this, he felt so right. She was the one to brake to kiss and Rocket let go of a breathe he had no clue he was holding.

Temp went back to work on him as she stuck his penis into her mouth hilt deep. She stayed there letting him hit the back of her throat as she had made swallowing flexes of her muscles. She released him before fondling his small balls a bit as she asked, "What do you want tonight? Ask and it's all yours." Rocket practically finished when he saw the hungry, predatorily lust in her eyes. He had to wet his mouth and catch his breath before he spoke.

"Um, Temp, C-can we just…go all the way?" he finally managed. Truth be told he had no idea what he wanted to do or how but he did know that after all this time he has had yet to put it in. She always finished him before the chance ever came up. No pun intended.

She got on her back as she moved him in between her legs. He pulled her panties down and off. Once he settled he licked and nipped at her special spot down there. She was wet and slick but she was so good he had to return the favor for before. She blushed as she spread her legs wider for him. He licked her more and harder each time watching her face. He knew this position embarrassed her but she couldn't deny it felt good. So, so good. Her hips wiggled a bit as he started to rack his claws along the inner parts of her thighs. Her skin was so soft. So smooth and unmarked. It somehow managed to excite him more. He came up a lining himself with her. He slid in easily given he wasn't thick.

He looked at her and saw a smile rise on her lips. "What's so funny?" He asked embarrassed.

"Nothing Rocket. You're amazing. So big." She told him

"Liar…I fit just fine." He felt a ping to his pride having caught her in a bedroom lie.

"Move baby, I need you now." She gasped as she clutched the sheets trying to play off the fact that Rocket didn't except her stroke to his ego.

Regardless he took what he was given and made thrust and thrust. Together they found a rhythm and tried at least four different positions. He finished inside her as she clutched down on him, making her already tight entrance that much tighter. After catching their breath, Temp got up and took the nearly sleepy raccoon with her. In the warm, steamy shower, Temp paid close attention to Rocket as she cleaned his fur and the bits of mechanical wiring in his back. She had touched him so many times there now that Rocket never flinched or acknowledged it in any way anymore. He stayed in her arms the entire time fighting the need to sleep. Once they were out, Temp used the towel to dry him off first. She got him his two set pair of sleep wear from his side of the dresser as she got herself a new raccoon themed t-shirt for the night. No bra or underwear were worn with it seeing as Temp was tired as well. She climbed into bed and hugged onto her cute smartass raccoon.

"Did we have to shower right after?" he argued with her.

"Yes, because it helps you relax before bed and I was not going to bed sticky and wet."

"So now you're just going to bed wet." He said sarcastically.

"Why do you pick a fight after the fact?" she asked.

"Because you're not naked anymore so I have no reason to be detracted."

"I'm practically naked." She defended.

"Doesn't count." He argued.

"Well you're not naked."

"I don't look hot naked."

"I think you do."

"Good taste but bad judgement."

"You're impossible." She told him as she raped her arms around him, rubbing and massaging his back while she kissed his head repeatedly.

"But you fucking love me." He shot back. Occasionally he lifted his head to meet hers when she kissed him in just the right way.

"I do. I love so much my soft genius raccoon."

"I love you too babe. Even if my coat is softer than your hair." He chuckled.

Sure because I was totally talking about your fur. She thought with a smile. Rocket was becoming a bit different but he was still Rocket. She loved him and every moment they had was one to remember. They slept soundly that night. Neither one admitting to the other just how much they needed the other just to get to sleep. They had fallen deep now. And that night Temp knew, the most beautiful thing about Rocket; was he was Rocket. Her Rocket.