Hi! Long time Literotica reader, first time publishing my own work. Came up with this idea based on the pre-match dialogue in Marvel Rivals and couldn't stop thinking about Squirrel Girl and Rocket Raccoon hooking up. Hope you enjoy!
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Rocket Raccoon checked the calibrations on his gun one last time as the voice counted down the timer. He was taking part in another exercise with the Rivals training program, and his team was fighting for control of Asgard.
"I feel like we have something in common," said a voice beside him.
Rocket looked up. It was Squirrel Girl, the spider-kid's pal from New York. She was an impressive specimen, even if she was disappointingly more human than squirrel, at least for his taste. But he admired the elegant simplicity of her ordinance, a slingshot with explosive acorns. Rocket thought that this might be what she meant by them having something in common.
"A love of things that explode?" he asked her.
Squirrel Girl giggled, smiling down at him. "I meant excellent bushy tails!" she said, reaching behind her to show him her tail.
Rocket's own tail puffed up at first. He thought she was mocking him. Then he saw her tail. It was all squirrel, and he liked what he saw.
"Yeah," he said a little sheepishly but much more wolfishly. "I guess that, too." The girl blushed at him hard just as the doors opened and the battle began.
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Later, after their exercises, Rocket was relaxing with some fine Asgardian wine on board the Guardians' ship. Groot had gone to bed, and the rest of the Guardians were out with Thor. Rocket had hung back in the ship's hold to put his gear up on the workbench. He wanted to see if he could boost the power on his jet pack, but had given up and settled for simply drinking wine as he thought through the day's maneuvers.
His team had been mostly familiar faces, but also that Squirrel Girl. He was just beginning to indulge the idea of having some impure thoughts when he the ship's proximity sensor alerted him to a visitor. A camera feed popped up on the monitor. It was her.
"Hello?" she asked. "Mr. Raccoon? Are you in there?"
"Yeah, I'm here," Rocket said into the intercom mic on his console. "Come on in."
The back hatch lowered on the ship, and she walked up the ramp it formed. As she entered, Rocket found himself briefly entranced by her hips in those tight shorts. Rocket never failed to appreciate T&A, but he'd always had a thing for haunches. He shook himself out of it.
"What's up?" he asked as nonchalantly as he could.
"I just wanted to apologize for earlier," Squirrel Girl said. "For what I said about your tail, I mean. I was just being honest, I didn't mean to embarrass you."
"Oh, that," Rocket said, climbing up on to a nearby crate. "I barely even remembered that," he lied. "Totally forgiven."
"I just didn't want you to think I was mocking you!" she went on. Rocket noticed her cheeks were a little flushed. "I was just out with some of the other Guardians, and they said sometimes you get upset about how people treat you on account of being a raccoon. I just really understand what that's like, Mr. Raccoon, and when they said you were back at the ship, I thought I should just come and say I'm sorry face to face in case we're teamed up again in the future."