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fluffyprettykitty · 3 months
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"My King"
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Pairing: Thor Odinson x female reader (no other specifications!)
Word Count: 500 words
Warnings: spanking, size kink, bodily fluids, power play.
Summary: Assisting your king in his time of need.
Author’s Note: Written for the @writerscafehub writer's cafe Secret Santa exchange!
PS: dividers & banners by @/saradika
Main Masterlist ・❥・Thor Odinson Masterlist
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"Be quiet."
Thor scoffs as he gently moves his hand over your thigh, tenderly caressing it before bringing his large palm over your ass once more. With a loud thumb echoing through his royal chambers, he quickly brings his other hand to your mouth to obscure your sounds.
You turn a little to look up to him, tears in your eyes as the stinging pain settles in, your wetness soaking his velvet royal robes. You want to plead and to beg him to finally let you have him but he has long decided to play stubborn today.
He admires his work for a little while, moving his large finger over his markings on your body musing to himself. You try to adjust your body a little whimpering again but instead, he just chooses to shove his thumb inside your mouth forcing you to immediately suck on it wishing he will soon give up and have what is rightfully his.
He spanks once again and the loud hit forces you to accidentally bite which of course he finds amusing. Thor's laughter fills the room as he takes his hand from your mouth making you gasp for air immediately.
"Get up. Stand up." He commands much to your surprise. It takes you far too long to do that, your legs have long been turned to jelly and your loose cloth of a dress is way too soaked in your own juices which only makes for a messy sight of a woman.
"Tell me, is that what you call an appropriate look for visiting your king?" His voice is stoic and rigid like when he is in the royal courtroom but his amused smirk obscured by his thick blonde beard betrays how amusing he finds your sight.
"Thor…" You mumble as you try to sit up straight, but the marble floor beneath you makes your feet cold and your dress is half ripped from the way he grabbed you from the safety of your own bathroom and brought you here over his shoulder like his trophy.
"Forgetting how to address your own king?" You roll your eyes as he sits back on the bed, crossing his arms together and exposing his large muscles. He looked so inviting that only made you drool.
"My king…." You muse, pronouncing each letter slowly almost chanting his royalness taking one wombly step after the other. It was time to take matters into your own hands. You carefully grabbed onto his thighs and climbed on top of him.
"I am here to entertain you for the night."
"Is that so?" Thor frowns his eyebrows together, his smirk never disappearing. "How do you hope to achieve such a heavy task?"
"Oh, I'm open to anything." You smirk in response and wrap your hands around his neck.
It was bound to be a long night of entertainment for sure.
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stranger-nightmare · 2 years
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𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 | 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐏𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐎𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧
requested by @loveofmoonandthunder
A/N: ahh my first time writing for Thor, I really hope you like it!! thank you for the request!
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You moan into Thor’s mouth as you grind your hips on his lap, rocking back and forth on his cock. His hands are like vices as they grip your hips, helping guide you as you move on his length. Your hands are cupped around the back of his neck, holding his face against yours as your lips move together, tongues colliding and teeth clashing messily.
You eventually tangle your fingers into his golden hair, your nails raking across his scalp. You decide to tug gently, just to see how he’d react. Thor lets out a noise you’d never heard from him before, something between a deep groan and soft whimper. The tiniest of smirks plays on your lips as you decide to try it again, pulling just a bit harder this time.
He groans deeply again, his fingers pinching your hips even tighter. You tug again and you almost swear you could feel him twitch inside you. You feel intoxicated by the new noises he’s making, feeling emboldened to take it even further. You tug at his hair harder again, pulling his head back until it was almost flush against the back of the couch you were currently fucking on.
“What are you up to?” He mumbles against your mouth.
“You like that?” You reply with a smirk, giving his hair another light pull.
“It would appear that I do,” he chuckles deeply.
You return his chuckle with one of your own just as you duck down and begin kissing and nibbling at his throat. He moans deeply as you do so, his hips pushing up into you as you litter his tanned skin with hickeys. As you bite down on what you knew to be the most sensitive spot on his neck you also give his hair another harsh tug.
But this time when you tug at his hair his body tenses, going rigid, his answering groan slightly shaky. You pull your head back up to look at him questioningly.
“Uhh perhaps you should stop that now,” he whispers with a wavering breath.
You raise a questioning eyebrow at him.
“Otherwise I might... err... finish earlier than I intended to,” he admits with a small smile.
You can’t help as a wicked grin spreads across your face. You knot your fingers in his long hair and yank hard, relishing in the groan that rolls through him. You lean forwards and bite across his exposed skin, nipping at the taut skin, making your way up until your nose brushes against his ear lobe.
You whisper huskily in his ear; “maybe that’s exactly what I want...”
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michelleleewise · 1 year
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Gilded Cage
A drabble for The Slumber Party Writers Warm-Up
I got--
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Pairing: Thor x succubus! Reader
Warnings: forced imprisonment, dubcon/subcon elements, restraints, dom/sub dynamics, abduction, explicit smut, unprotected sex, slight breeding kink, hand job, 18+, nsfw.
Summary: Thor goes in search of a creature of legend....
A/n- my contribution to the writing challenge @the-slumberparty. I wasn't sure who else wanted to be tagged lol. Hope you enjoy ❤️
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"I know what your probably thinking...oh no Thor's locked in a cage, how did this happen!?" He mocked, sighing as he closed his eyes. "I bet your wondering how I got here." Thor said, laying on the floor of the cage, chains wrapped tight around his chest "sometimes you have to get captured to get answers." He continued, looking around the large cave, reds and blacks melting together as smoke billowed across the ground.
"You see, I've been having these dreams as of late, this beautiful enchantress comes to me, her long flowing hair, her beautiful skin...." he trailed off "I have searched the Nine for such an enchantress, and that path has led me here...to this cage, where I met you." He said, lifting his head up smiling at the skeleton that was sharing the cage with him, it's jaw bone falling off as Thor laughed. "You know what my brother would say?" He laughed looking back to the top of the cage "he would say.." he stopped, feeling the cage jerk and slowly start lowering to the ground.
He tilted his head, seeing a hooded figure sat on a large golden dais as the the cage touched the floor. "Well well, Thor....son of odin." He heard a woman's voice laugh as you stood, slowly walking down the steps "I never imagined I would be graced by the Prince of Asgards presence, well...this one." You said, slowly lowering your hood as you took purposeful strides towards him "you! I've been looking for you!" Thor yelled seeing you smile. "Well, you have found me...what do you intend to do now?" You asked striding along the cage, your fingers running across the bars.
"The dreams....what are they? Why do I see you?" He asked sternly hearing you laugh "oh my dear, dear Prince...so naive." You mocked crossing your arms. "Your brother knows all too well what i am." You winked "I do not wish to discuss my brother's hedonistic ways lady.." he trailed off looking into your eyes "y/n...but I am no lady." You said, your smile widening. "Very well...y/n, why do you haunt my dreams?" He asked firmly. "Since you have traveled so far asgardian, I shall tell you what you wish to know." You purred, leaning down you pressed your arms firmly around your chest pushing your breasts out "I need your life force." You smiled watching him blink repeatedly.
"I am what is known to you as a succubus, a demon if you will" you said straightening up "the dreams you have are of an....erotic nature yes?" You asked watching him swallow hard "y..yes, they are." He stuttered "well you see, I feed off of your desire, your...arousal." you purred sauntering around the cage "usually, I only invade dreams for a short while, long enough to sustain myself before moving on." You continued. Turning to face him you gripped the bars of the cage in your hands "but you...God of fertility...offer much more." You said smiling again. "And what would that be demon?" He snapped, his nostrils flaring.
"Life...my dear Prince." You said letting go of the cage "I must bear a child soon, to continue my line. And when I found you.." you said walking to the door of the cage "I knew it had to be you." You said opening the door. "I will never lay with one such as you." He snarled as you stepped inside "are you sure? I can be quite...convincing." you said kneeling down next to him, running your fingers along the chain. "When I have ensured the succession of my line, you will be free to go...to return to you land never to hear from me again." You said leaning down, your lips grazing his ear "you have never known a woman like me, I can give you pleasure you've only fantasized about in your wildest imagination." You whispered seeing him shiver.
"I have seen your dreams son of odin...i can give you all of that and more." You continued. "A...and you will release me...when it is done?" He asked as you leaned back, looking into his deep blue eyes "yes. You have my word." You smiled. Thor cleared his throat, looking down watching your fingers dance along the chain "very well, do what you must." He said sternly lifting his chin, his jaw clenched as he closed his eyes. You began chanting something he didn't understand as the chains around him dissolved, the hard surface of the cage becoming soft beneath him. He opened his eyes looking around he saw he was in a large bedroom. The walls covered in crimson, paintings hung across the room. Looking up seeing a large canopy spread above him, long red gossamer curtains hanging down skirting along the bed.
"There, now isn't this better then that dirty cage?" He heard, looking over seeing you standing next to the bed, wearing only a smile as his eyes traveled up and down your body, your skin shimmering in the candle light. "Hands up my prince." You purred, pulling a piece of red fabric from a drawer near the bed. Reluctantly he reached above him grabbing the headboard as his eyes focused back up to the canopy, feeling the bed dip slightly as you kneeled on it, reaching over him to tie his wrists your breasts hung at his eye level, your nipples hard and taught making him want to take one into his mouth. "There... let's see how good you can be hmm?" You purred leaning back on your haunches.
"Now, time to open my present." You said smiling looking up and down his long frame, covered in leather and metal making you lick your lips. "Be a good boy and tell me how to take this off or I'll cut it off." You growled pulling a knife from the same drawer as he shifted his hips "the fastenings...they are around the back." He said looking wide eyed at the knife. "Well your no fun...turn over." You huffed, setting the knife down watching him shift to his side. You tugged at the laces, releasing the leather tunic from him as he rolled onto his back "oh no...looks like I'll have to cut it off anyway." You feigned sadness grabbing your knife "no...wait! Unbind me and I'll..." he started when you cut through the leather around his arms, effectively leaving his chest bare.
"I would have just taken it off." He huffed watching you drop the tunic to the floor with a loud thud. "Oops.." you said crawled down to his feet pulling his boots off, tossing them down with the tunic as you reached up unlacing his leather pants eyeing the very prominent bulge "oh my, someone is excited." You winked hooking your fingers into the hem of his pants dragging them down his muscular thighs, your fingers grazing his warm skin as you pulled them from him throwing them in the pile. You sat back looking at him, admiring the raw strength he held. Placing your hands on his thighs you slowly moved up, watching the muscles flex and twitch as you dug your nails into his flesh before reaching your prize.
"My...you really are a God aren't you." You breathed, biting your lip as your eyes met his very large, very hard cock. "I...I have never had a complaint." He said shakely as you wrapped your fingers around him, sucking in a breath seeing your fingers couldn't even wrap around him entirely "I'm sure you haven't thunderer." You smiled as you slowly moved your hand up and down, twisting your wrist as your hand came up. "Do you like that my prince?" You purred hearing him moan "y...yes." he breathed, trying to lift his hips with your hand hearing him whimper when you slapped his thigh "no moving." You said sternly "y...yes ma'am." He stuttered pressing his hips back down. "Good boy, now lay back and let me take what I need." You growled pumping him faster.
You tightened your grip, stroking him firmly eliciting the most delicious sounds from him "as much as I would love to taste you, I need you inside me...now" you growled. Releasing him you heard him whine as you shifted above him, throwing your leg over his torso you straddled his hips, looking into his eyes seeing the deep blue had turned dark with lust "shh...I'll take care of you." You cooed, lifting your hips you reached between you, rubbing his hard length through your folds as you rocked back and forth "mmm gods...you are going to feel amazing inside me." You moaned. You lined him up, looking back into his eyes "are you ready my prince?" You asked seeing his arms flex as he pulled on the restraint "y...yes...please..." he moaned as you slowly began lowering yourself onto him.
A moan passed your lips as you slowly took him in, his cock stretching you like you never have been before when you felt the slightest rise in his hips "what d..did I say!?" You groaned clenching your jaw "you just...ahhh feel s...so good." He moaned shifting again when you stopped moving "if you move again, you will not find release this night. Am I understood?" You asked sternly watching him nod frantically "i..I won't move." He panted "p..please..." he said, his voice strained looking up at you "since you asked so nicely." You smiled, pressing your hips down, you both gasping as your hips met his. "Norns, your...big." you breathed bracing yourself on his chest, feeling his muscles flex under your fingers.
You lifted your hips, raising to his tip sliding back down watching his fists clench, his eyes screwed shut as you circled your hips, quickening your pace bouncing up and down on him. "Y..you may...ahhh gods...move my prince." You moaned, feeling his hips thrust up meeting yours. You clenched around him hearing him moan loudly, his lips parting forming an o as you slammed down hard on him. "A..are you going to....mmm...come my prince?" You gritted feeling him twitch inside you "y...yes...norns yes!" He yelled, arching up into you. "That's it...give it to me....mmm...give me what I desire." You panted, feeling your core tighten as he shifted, hitting that spot inside you "oh gods...thor!" You yelled, throwing your head back you drug your nails down his chest leaving a trail of red in their wake.
"I'm....com...gaahhh..." he tried as he thrust up hard, coating your walls with his seed, electricity pulsing through you pushing you over the edge you came hard yelling his name as you took what you wanted, draining him feeling him go limp under you. You rocked your hips up and down, slowly working you both through your highs looking down seeing his eyes closed, his arms hanging slack "Thor...wake up." You said slapping his cheek you saw his eyes shoot open. "W..what..." he strutted looking up at you through half lidded eyes. "You will need to rest, I've drained a significant amount of your essence." You said slowly lifting off if him hearing him whimper. You walked across the room, grabbing your robe from a chair in the corner you slid it over your shoulders tying it as you turned around "release me demon, I did as you asked." He demanded pulling on his restraint.
"Well, you see...I have to ensure your seed takes, so...I cannot release you." You said smiling "that was not the deal." He said sternly as you walked to the bed, kneeling next to him you brushed his golden hair from his forehead "I have a secret for you....I lied." You whispered seeing his eyes widen. "My dear Prince, no one has satisfied me as you have." You said standing from the bed "your essence can sustain me for centuries with your nature....asgardian." you purred sauntering along the bed "so I see no reason to end our little...arrangement." you purred. "Wha...no! I refuse!" Thor yelled pulling on his bindings. "Oh my dear pet...you think you have a choice?" You laughed crossing your arns. "you came to me remember." You smiled.
Raising your hand you began chanting watching the bindings dissolve, the collar wrapping firmly around his neck a she reached up grabbing it. "Wha..." he trailed off sitting up pulling on the collar "rest...you are mine now." You said sternly striding to the door "and I always take care of whats mine...pet." you said opening the door closing it behind you. Thor shot up, quickly slipping his pants on taking long strides to the door, his fingers grazing the knob when something pulled on the collar, yanking him back into the room.
He quickly looked around the windowless room, seeing no other door or escape. He sighed flopping down on the bed, your words echoing in his mind "centuries..." he sighed, leaning his elbows on his knees he rubbed his forehead. He was going to be here a long...long time....
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Let me give you a reason to stay in bed
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A/N: For the lovely @lancsnerd and her Six Steamy Sentences challenge. Am I too early to be posting this? Lol. I had a long car drive back home, and I couldn’t wait.
Pairing: Thor x F! Reader
Warnings: 18+ smut.
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Sheer curtains blew in the gentle breeze as the skies signalled the arrival of dawn, your sheets a crumpled mess and a reminder of last night’s nefarious activities.
There was a gentle weight shift on top of you before you felt those familiar lips over your warm body, tracing the sensitive spots left on your inner thighs while his hands cupped your breasts, twisting your nipples enough to elicit a soft moan out of you, rousing you from your slumber.
“Thor, what are you doing?”
Your quiet whisper died down as you fell back against your pillows, your cunt waking up with the kitten licks of his tongue and gentle prodding of his fingers as he opened you up, your walls still sore from the night before but hungry for more.
“Giving you a reason to stay in bed, my dove.”
Parting your legs further, he pushed his tongue inside your entrance, tasting and teasing mercilessly as his nose brushed against your bundle of nerves, the electrifying feeling of arousal surging your body as he held you down with no intention letting you go anytime soon.
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Thor Odinson Taglist – @raspberrymama @jennie22feona @youflickedtooharddamnit @darklydeliciousdesires @longlostinanotherworld @miss-smutty @sciapod @rebelwrites
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lostalioth · 1 year
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hi jules <3 may I request a lil thing?
what do you think of a fluffy thor x reader taking care of sick!reader? or sam wilson x reader, whatever inspires you the most. thanks sweets!!
(this is for @openheart-odinson to cheer her up <33)
𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐩
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→ premise: thor isnt too familiar with the common midguardian cold, all he knows is you arent feeling well. in an attempt to do his best taking care of you, he resorts to goggle.
→ paring: thor odinson x fem!reader
→ warnings: fluff, sick!reader, established relationship, reader being taken care of, slight himbo!thor, possibly ooc thor, nicknames [babe, love, sweetheart]
→ a/n: ahh so I’ve never written for thor but I couldn’t help be a bit self indulgent and do the option of thor taking care of reader, as well as couldn’t help doing this request because it is from alix
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Thor was still very new to all things midgardian, no matter how much time he’s spent on earth and around mortals. Therefore some of the things you do and go through that are normal to you are a mystery to him, though he loves you deeply he does question you quite often.
“What’s wrong, love?” He questioned as he walked into your shared master bedroom. “You seem upset, why are you still in bed? its noon” his voice was laced with worry and confusion now. He brings a hand up to your face to rub his thumb across your cheek and the skin under your eye. The small action made your heart swell with affection. Through a small cough you manage to get out a sentence “I have a cold” your voice came out cracked near the end, worrying your boyfriend even further.
Your head feels very hazy and cloudy, sinuses so congested that you have to resort to breathing through your mouth.
“Well if you’re cold, I’ll just go fetch you a blanket to warm you up silly girl” he lifts his hand off up, causing a whimper to escape your lips like a plea. Giving you a look full of love and sympathy he turns on his heels to head to the old spruce trunk where all the extra bedding and blankets are stored. You weakly shake your head no at him, unbeknownst to him as his wide shoulders and back were now facing you. “No thor, i have a cold, as in im sick” your voice somehow comes out weaker than before.
“Sick?? Do i need to phone the doctor babe, is it bad?” His joking tone switched quickly back to the confused and concerned tone it had before. You let out a small throaty chuckle that leads to a big cough. Thor is quick to inch forward to you to lay a hand on the middle of your back in an attempt to comfort you, as you sit up in bed for what felt like the first time in hours. Once your coughing fit calmed down you looked up at him as he let out a small huff in relief, though his brows remained furrowed. “No my love, I’ll be fine, it's a common illness. It usually passes in a few days.” You offer the teddy bear of a man comforting you a smile as best as you can muster. “Have you never had a cold before? Or the flu?” Thor seemed completely oblivious to what a cold was so you were very curious and it was now your turn to look confused.
“Most of us asgardians are immune to your earthly illnesses and diseases sweetheart”. You give him a small nod in acknowledgment as your eyes grew heavier.
“I’ll let you rest babe, sweet dreams” a small smile spreads across thor's face as you snuggle down under the plush covers, letting sleep quickly consume you. He leans down and leaves a quick peck on your forehead before heading out of the bedroom and down the hall. While you laid peacefully in your soft bed, giving your body some well needed rest, he had a mission.
Softly opening and closing the door to your office he settles down into your soft desk chair getting to work. He knew enough about how to use the computer from missions with Stark and what you've taught him that he is able to open google. Signing into his account instead of yours, he got right to work researching cold remedies. He was determined to help you the best he could.
After enough research he set off into the kitchen to make you a hot cup of tea as well as a bowl of chicken noodle soup. As the tea steeped and the soup was heating up he drew you a warm bath, setting out new clothes for you on the counter. One of his old shirts that you loved stealing and he loved seeing you wear even if it was a tad big on you. As well as a new pair of underwear and socks. He also sets out your shampoo, conditioner, body wash and all the other things needed.
After waking you up to bring you the cup of tea and soup to make sure you’ve eaten, he carries you to the en suite bathroom attached to your master bedroom and begins bathing you.
For the rest of the day he tends to you in any way you need, bringing you a snack, water, medicine whatever he could possibly get.
In the end the best remedy for your cold was a good night's rest, thor's arms holding you tight to his chest.
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→ a/n: i hope you enjoyed!! and i hope thor wasn’t too outta character :)
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AN: Alice - I had to save this menace of an ask until I had the right inspiration. I've tried my best at poetic language, just for you. KISSES!!!
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Relationship: Thor x Reader
Word Count: dunno - couple of hundrend?
CW: Fluff, suggestive language.
And the Clouds Danced
His arms were around your waist. Holding you. Letting you know how much he loved you with just his touch. His front pressed to your back, his chin resting on your head. He liked to tease you sometimes about how much smaller you were than him. Liked to say that he could almost fit you in his pocket, to carry with him everywhere.
You were standing on the summit of the hill, the wind gently blowing at the clouds that kept the day cool enough for a gentle hike. Below you all you could see was the beauty of nature; the lush greens, the cool greys, the vibrant pinpricks of colour that denoted wildflowers. Every so often the pale blue sky peeked out from behind the fluffy white clouds.
When was the last time you'd felt such peace?
"What are you thinking about, little one?"
His deep voice caused a rumble that travelled through your back. It suffused your core, and not just your body, but also your soul. You needed him to live, to exist.
"About how much of a good idea this was. I needed to get out. We needed to get out. Look at how beautiful it is"
His hands slid from your waist to your hips, squeezing them lightly.
"Truely a marvel, my love. One of the most beautious sights in the whole of Midgard, I am sure."
He dipped his head and the scruff of his beard scraped over your neck. You giggled, but also feel the dart of heat inside you. His touch kept you on a near constant high. It hadn't taken him long to know exactely how to touch you. To find out which type of touch could get you heated all over in mere moments. To find out which type of touch could keep you on edge for hours, begging and writhing for a release only he could grant you. To find out which type of touch could send you screaming in pleasure, stars exploding behind your eyes in multicoloured supernova's.
The fact he had chosen you was a never ending source of confusion to you, but he had spied you one day and that was it. To be woo'd by a god is no small thing, and you were helpless in the face of his ardour. You fell hard and fast. His love made you dizzy, kept you breathless, and you wouldn't have it any other way.
You lay down on the chilled grass with him, mesmerised by the way his broad hands roamed your body. His words of adoration covered you like a blanket, keeping you cocooned and warm, floating in his love, as the wind blew and the clouds danced in the sky.
Taglist: @christywantspizza @jobean12-blog @sidepartskinnyjeans @krissy25 @bodeckersdiamonddoll @goldylions @luxeavenger @wheezy-stucky @doasyoudesireandlive
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Whipped Up - A Thor Odinson/Reader Smut Drabble, for Lancsnerd’s six sentence challenge!
Another submission for my darling girl’s challenge! Enjoy!
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Words - 190
Warnings - Smut below the cut! Minors DNI
Crack, again the sting hits your bum, pleasurable pain wielded by your dominator, your giver of the supreme divinity through the discipline your mind and body both thrive equally upon.
His hand reaches to skim between your legs, stroking the glistening dew secreted over willing flesh, your arousal bathing him as he rubs and strokes, teasing your clit, making you high, offering those fingers to your mouth with one simple command.
“Suck.”
You do, Thor grasping your jaw as he finger fucks your throat, a little gag held back for the sake of obedience, his hand still gripping as the whip meets your backside once more, leaving behind the red lash of his lust, your senses sent reeling, spiralling towards nirvana, your king pleased with you.  
“So very obedient, little doe, and I feel it is time to reward such.”
The whip is abandoned, your giant of a lover moving behind where he has you bent over the end of the bed, sinking his hardness inside your needy cunt, bottoming out, rutting into you deep as he grinds himself within your walls, sparking heaven, as he always does whenever he is buried inside you to the hilt.  
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justjams2003 · 2 years
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Snippit 3
You get the jest. (Also I’m nowhere near done with this fic and these snippits are gaining no traction. But I shall continue writing. Bc its for me. I also considered making it an x reader to gain more people’s attension. But that won’t include everyone and I don’t want to make an x reader that you can’t imagine yourself in. Thoughts??)
Pairing: Thor Odinson x Oc
Warnings: Polyamoury, swinging, unicorn couple, smut, pussy eating, fingering, werewolf
Summary: After a hearty battle Thor and Star enjoy each other’s bodies and other.
Word count: 1,6k
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"I like her," Star says, watching the hairy girl fight with honour. "Do you, my dear?" Thor questions, his hand resting on Star's hip. They're on a battle field.The both of them cool and calm of course. None of the enemy cause too much of a problem for them. After all, the battle is pretty much over.  
This woman that they are watching is merely finishing the last few. Thor's felt the tension between Star and this wolf girl. Her name, Darrow Declan. Of course, to Thor, she is quite the sight to see. With fangs and claws and a thirst for bloodshed.  
"Do you want her?" He asks, bending down slightly to whisper in her pointed ear. She grins looking up at him, she places her hand on his broad ches. Star shows him the biggest puppy eyes she can muster, even pushing her bottom lip out in a pout, knowing damn well that there is no way in hell that Thor could ever say no. "Yes please, sir," she uses the dominant name, showing that she has manners and deserves a treat.  
Thor's armor grows tight around his crotch by just hearing the word 'sir' fall from her lips. "All right, my princess, go get her," he allows, his heart swells as Star's eyes fill with joy. "Thank you, sir!" Star stands on her tippy toes and gives her lover a very grateful kiss.  
When she comes up for air, she runs over to the women talking to some other soldier. Thor's power still pumping through her, electricity follows closely behind her. Without thinking she jumps, expecting Darrow to catch her.  
The werewolf does, of course. Hearing her approach with her superhearing. Not to mention, dropping the princess of the Light Elves and the Prince of Asgard's lover would probably be considered treason.
Star grins at the shocked expression on Darrow's face. Her legs wrapped around the bigger girl's waist. Then, she smashes her lips into Darrow's lips. Finally getting to taste those sweet lips that she's been staring at for so long now.  
The people that don't personally know the two's jaw hang open. Watching in shock as Thor just lets this happen. Not to mention the vigor and passion of his girlfriend. "How can you just let that happen?" The werewolve's head guard asks, looking up at the mighty god of thunder. "It makes her happy," Thor shrugs, it's true. What ever makes his baby girl happy, he's glad to supply.
"But, how do you know she'll return to you?" The man asks, his jaw still slack. "I don't believe I would let that happen. Plus, I am going to join them," Thor states with a shrug, looking forward to the sight. "Really?" The prince can't help but chuckle at the disbelieve of the man he had just battled with.  
"Watch," is all that Thor replies with. He causally approaches the two kissing women. Darrow is still in shock, how could this be happening. Not that she doesn't enjoy it, Star is quite the beauty after all. But, what will her partner say?
"What about his majesty?" She voices her concerns once she's come up for air. Star rolls her eyes, why do they always ask? "You worry far too much." Is all that she answers with, before continuing her passionate kiss. Her hands intertwining in the werewolf women's thick head of hair.  
Star can just sense how Thor coming. Though, it is quickly confirmed by the big, warm hand on her lower back. The guard watches as the beautiful Elf girl raises her head by Thor's presences. Only to give him an even more passionate kiss as the werewolf warrior.  
Afterwards Thor turns to that same warrior, grabs their chin and raises it. All in order to make the girl quiver with a kiss. "I'll wait in the tent," he winks at the two and then saunters into the royal tent laid out.The guards watches as the Light Elf drops from the werewolf's arms, take her hand and lead her into the before-mentioned tent.  
Thor is already taking off his armour. Star can see his cape hang over a chair, throne off as if he was in a rush. Which he was, seeing Star so happy really did things to him, plus the affirming name, there could not be more reason for him to need her so. So when the both of them enter, there is a low rumble of thunder.
Not the kind that strikes fear into people's hearts, or the kind that make you feel alone in a big storm. The kind that light your body on fire with desire. That make you need for another in your bed, to share the adrenaline of the storm with.  
Star quickly shoves the werewolf girl down on the bed. Quick to remove their armour, leaving the both of them barebottom naked. The light hue from the sun shining through the material of the tent create a breeze of pink on Star’s shining white wings and smooth pale back.
Thor just can't help himself. His hand lands right on her waist, he presses him bare chest against her back, of course, watching for her wings. His lips follow the curve of her spine with delicate kisses. His beard tickles her smooth skin, causing shivers to run through her body.  
"Strip." Star commands to the girl watching the both of them closely, still in awe at her luck. All while Star is flourishing in Thor's gentle touches of worship. Her eyes watching every move of Darrow. Like an eagle making sure their prey doesn't escape or veer from the plan. The girl does as she is told, sitting up and throwing her armour to the side. "By Odin's beard, Thor, is that not a sight to see?" Star mutters pit as Darrow's toned body glimmers with excitement.  
He lets out a hearty chuckle, his eyes resting on Darrow's but not his body. His kisses are still smooth against her neck. Thor's hands go from her waist to her bottom and ever so gently on her wings. Still in awe at the magnificent creation that is her body. The majestic wings and tip of her ears. Like nothing he's seen before.
"Two beautiful women? I don't believe there to be a better sight." Is all Thor says, he takes his chin in his hand, guiding her up to look him in the eyes. "Just you and me?" He asks, confirming the agreement they had. That this fling that they have does not go deeper than body. That lust is as far as it goes and that after their escapade it will again just be the two of them.  
Star nods, her eyes filled with earnest truth, "Just you and me," Thor's jaw pops and he nods. Taking her lips in his, sharing a deep, passionate and soul connecting kiss to seal their agreement. Immediately after they turn their ravenous attention to Darrow. Star crawls onto the bed, where Darrow usually the predator is, now she is prey.  Thor watches intently as Star kissing all around the other girl's body.  
From this angle, Thor can see Star is dripping and ready to fuck or be fucked in any sort of way. Her juices even slick down her thigh, “You look amazing, my dear,” Thor mutters, watching as she grins mid kiss. He begins pumping his girth, his member standing tall begging for any touch.  
Star sucks on Darrow’s erect nipple, her left hand pinching the other. While the right is roaming wherever she can. From the girl’s bum to her waist and even a few times Darrow’s throbbing clit. However, Thor quickly swats her hand away, just to replace it with his own.
Coating Darrow with her own dripping wetness. Seeing her folds only makes Thor tighter. Star isn’t in his way for very long. “You are going to use that pretty mouth of yours,” she explains before getting herself seated right on Darrow’s face. The girl is quick to react, her tongue encircling her folds.
All while Thor’s hands are still kept busy. Once he’s decided that she’s wet enough he adds a finger. Darrow gasps at the sudden feeling. The sudden hot breath making Star’s head fly back. Thor chuckles at the reaction. Quickly he begins pumping and curling his fingers. Making it harder for her to focus and yet somehow her job of eating Star out still prevails.  
This continues, Thor adding a few fingers. Even if they are ravishing each other’s bodies, there is still love floating through the air. A mutual understanding of the goal of extasy. That here they are each all working together for the pleasurement of themselves and each other. How each action is to induce a state dizzy euphoria.  
Which, after loathing and lusting in that state of in between shared consciousness, was, eventually, reached. The two alien girls reaching that feeling where nothing matter except that feeling of heavy and pure sex. All while Thor gets to enjoy the sight of this jubilation. Causing the feeling of a warm buzz, proud to have had some part of this.  
Not long after this bash of sudden ecstasy washes away, Thor is quickly moved to the bottom. This reach of high and then flip of positions continue all throughout the night. Even once on Darrow’s direwolf. It’s safe to say not one of them had any sleep that night. Even so, in the morning, Thor and Star return to each other. Thanking Darrow for the wonderful night and promising many lavishes.  
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Dance With Me
Fandom: Marvel/MCU
Character: Thor
Pairing: Thor/Reader
Summary: At a ball in Asgard, you’re asked to dance by Thor.
Reader is gender neutral
Note: I own none of these characters or Marvel.
Written for @atablefulloffandom
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You were at one of the balls on Asgard, hosted by Thor and Loki, in your favorite outfit. The one that made you feel a bit more confident than you usually were.
You see Thor speaking to Lady Sif and Loki, however he looks over to where you're standing, as if he could feel your gaze on him. He excuses himself and you watch as he walks over to where you are.
“My love,” he says as he finally reaches you. He holds his hand out to you as he asks, “would you like to dance?”
You took his hand and he guided you onto the dance floor. After dancing for a few songs, your favourite song ‘You Raise Me Up’ came on and he pulled you closer before moving closer to your ear whispering, “I really love holding you, darling.”
As the song came to a close, he kissed you, before pulling away and taking you off to the side. You tripped a little while getting off the dance floor but Thor saved you before you fell completely.
“You’re okay. I won’t let anything hurt you. I’m right here.”
You smiled as he leaned down and kissed you.
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chasingmidnights · 10 months
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The T. Swift Project
Song: All You Had to Was Stay
Pairing: biker!Thor x reader
Warning: 18+, minors dni! mention of biker gang; mentions of drinking/alcohol; and I think that's it. I apologize if I've missed anything but you are responsible for what you read.
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You were at one of local bars in town with a group of friends, who had convinced you to go out that night.
When Thor entered the bar with his biker gang, you couldn't help but fall for him.
You laughed when he called over to the bartender and said, "Ale all around!"
Throughout the night, you kept stealing glances at him and you swore he was doing the same.
It wasn't until you were getting a new drink at the bar when the two of you finally bumped into each other and introduced yourselves.
From that point on, the two of you were inseparable.
For months, you felt like the happiest you'd been in a long while and you loved how Thor treasured you.
One day though, he just upped and left without any warning. You couldn't help but wonder if you did something wrong.
Your friend Jane told you that sometimes it's just what the gang does, they just leave for no reason and then months, sometimes years later they return.
Weeks passed and all you could think about was how easily you let him in and how he had you in the palm of his hand.
Almost a year passed when the biker gang showed back up and Thor was at your doorstep, asking for you to take him back.
You'd moved on though and you told him it was just too late. If he had truly wanted you, all he had to do was stay.
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fanficcrow · 10 months
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FUCK just realized my name is on this blog and I started posting fanfiction to it T0T pray for me, my friends and family know this account......
(also I'm hopefully posting tomorrow)
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tom-whore-dleston · 2 years
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Thor Odinson Masterlist
*Updated February 27, 2023*
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Drabbles
📘 Playing Filthy
Headcanons
📘 tracing your body with his tongue
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boxofbonesfic · 8 months
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What’s Farmer!Alpha!Thor and his omega up to? 👀
She pregnant yet? Or are they still trying? 😈
Title: Patience
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“Hold on, Honeybee—that’s it. Like I taught you—fuck.” Thor doesn’t seem to mind the flour staining his hands and now your bare hips, leaving dusty prints wherever he touches you. He rolls his hips, forcing the thick weight of his cock inside you even further. You can’t find it in yourself to complain, his scent filling your nostrils and the taste of honey on your tongue. He’s into the thick of his rut now, a hard, primal edge to every word that leaves his lips. 
You grip the edge of the counter with trembling hands as he sinks into you over and over again, warm pleasure dripping down your spine. It’s the fullness you can’t get used to, the feel of him stretching you as you struggle to take him, even before he knots—
Thor slams one hand on the table, dragging his fingers through the flour next to your head as you gasp and writhe. You’re so full it feels like you’re bursting, the pleasure warm as it spreads down every nerve ending, dripping down to trap your thoughts in sticky amber so they don’t quite reach the forefront of your mind. It’s wrong—but why, again? How can there be wrong here when it feels so right? When Alpha is here and hungry for you, his teeth scraping deliciously against the side of your throat as he bends over you. 
“That’s it, Honeybee,” he growls, dragging his tongue along the healed mark at the juncture of your neck and shoulder. He chuckles, tracing shapes from the curve of your hip to the growing swell of your belly. When you peek over your shoulder at your mate, his blue eyes are fever bright, the pupils dilated black. “Know I can’t put another in here yet, but you’ll let me practice, won’t you, Bee?” 
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Re your dream: That smacks of MobBoss!Thor. Your current boyfriend is one of Thor's higher-ups and he brought you along to a dinner meeting and Thor is immediately taken with you. Thor is of course very charming and starts working on how to steel you away from your boyfriend.
Take a Seat
Warnings: allusions to mafia/crime, intimidation, suggestions of verbal and mental abuse, toxicity.
This might just be a drabble, but I'd appreciate a reblog and some feedback! You are loved and appreciated. ❤️❤️❤️❤️
"Those are mostly capos," Travis keeps his voice low as he points to the table nearby, keeping the glass in hand to hide his gesture, "I think…" he cranes around, "I might be the only soldier here…"
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"Really?" You raise your brows but quickly resume your neutral preen.
You're intimidated as it is. You don't know much about Travis' business, and this is your first time seeing it from the inside. However, it doesn't seem to be anything more than an overly fancy dinner party.
"Oh, and that's Loki," he darts his eyes sharply to a slender man strutting at the other end of the room. He has a short liquor glass in hand and stops to lean on close to a blond man along the head table, "the boss's brother. The one he's chatting up right now." Travis leans in, "Thor…" he explains, "hon," he puts his hand on yours, "try not to stare. Lot of guys in here don't appreciate it."
"Sorry, I…" your eyes catch the pair of blue irises at the near table. The ones set into the chiseled face of that man proclaimed boss, Thor. Your lips part in surprise before you quickly avert your gaze. "I'm just nervous."
"Yeah, uh, well, try not to look like it," he reproaches. "Maybe…maybe I shoulda come alone."
You try not to frown. He does that. When you go out to dinner, if you don't keep a smile pasted on, suddenly the night is spoiled. Or even at home when you're having a quiet night in, you can ruin the night with one wrong word.
"I'll keep my eyes to myself," you promise, "okay?"
"Right," he nods past you and greets another man as he passes by. "Make sure you do. And if someone says hi, don't be so shy. I don't need you getting on the wrong side of these guys." He grabs his glass and takes a gulp, "this could be my in."
"Got it," you pinch the stem of your champagne flute and draw it closer but don't drink. Better not, sobriety will keep you out of trouble.
💍
Travis ends up at another table, enthralled in conversation with a pair of greasy haired gangsters in patterned velvet jackets. You stare at the table, trying not to attract any unwanted attention. Dinner is over and dessert has mostly gone untouched. You're just waiting for the end.
Thinking of the drive back, you should try to hit the bathroom before that. You peek around cautiously and stand, hugging your clutch to your side as you carefully sidle out from between the table and chair. You keep your head down and make your way to the wall, following it to the short hallway that leads to a set of restrooms.
Inside, you take your time, relieved at the moment of privacy. As you wash your hands, you watch your reflection. You look tired even through your makeup.
You grab your purse and go back out. You hold back a yawn as you get to the end of the hallway and you stop to search the room, making sure Travis is where you left him. You take a step, nearly tripping as a deep voice rumbles from closeby.
You think of ignoring it, assuming they're speaking to someone else, but then you remember what Travis said. You turn and look around.
The blond man, the one with the burly shoulders that threaten the seams of his tailored jacket, grins at you. His fingers are woven together and his elbows rest on the table. He winks at you as you peer around in confusion, expecting someone else to be closeby. It's only you.
"You," he separates his hand and points in your direction, "I do not know you."
You open and close your mouth. You step closer as you swallow and find a smile through your nerves. You grip your purse tight and pronounce your name.
"I'm with Travis. Er, Mallory. My boyfriend. Uh, sir."
His eyes twinkle with amusement, "Thor," he introduces, "sir? Please, none of that is needed. Not for a pretty woman like you."
"S-thank you, Th-Thor," you sound utterly stupid as you try to keep your calm. If Travis saw you talking to this man, you know it would be bad. He wouldn't want you messing up his prospects.
"Sit," his invitation is more a demand.
You can't refuse. What little you know of this business suggests he is even more dangerous than Travis. You go around the table as Thor stands and pulls out the empty chair next to him. You sit and make yourself breathe.
"Boyfriend?" He resumes his seat, angling to face you, "not husband?"
"Not yet," you say.
"And why would he wait?" He wonders as you wilt against his handsome gaze.
"I'm sure he'll propose soon," you shrug, "dinner was great."
"Ah, it was delicious," he sits back, "though my company was not so pleasing." He bends his arm against the table, "not like you."
"I… thank you. That's very, uh, flattering."
"It's the truth. I'm afraid I was probably poor company myself. Being as distracted as I was," his eyes cling to you, "wondering who this beautiful stranger is."
You look away. He's charming, if not a touch cheesy. You don't know how to handle it.
"There you are," Travis saves you from your conundrum. "I was just thinking we should–" he stops and clears his throat, "sir," he stands at the end of the table, "hi, er, I didn't see you there," it's obvious his surprise is fake, "Travis Mallory, I work with Haakonson."
"Ah, yes, he is a reliable capo," Thor shifts and puts his hand on the back of your chair, "I was only just having a discussion with your… girlfriend."
"Oh? That's…great," Travis is less than convincing.
"Yes, I was just agreeing with her that it's really too bad you haven't proposed," Thor asserts and your eyes widen. "A girl like her should have a ring on her finger."
"Yea, sir, I agree, I, um, I was… trying to surprise her–"
"Ah, so you have a ring? Diamond? I think a teardrop becomes this one but she might do well with a princess cut," Thor proclaims as he takes your hand, drawing a wince from you. "She should be adorned in gold and gems."
"Sir, I know, I've been working on it–"
"Ah, ah," Thor keeps his hand on yours, "I don't like excuses. And she shouldn't settle for them."
Thor raises your hand and kisses your knuckles. You can only let him. Your scalp spatters with heat as you nearly combust between the two men.
"She deserves a throne… look at her, a queen."
"Sir, thank you. She is. I take care of her–"
"Do you?" Thor accuses, "how do you take care of her?"
You don't dare tug your hand away despite the urge to do just that. You sit frozen as his hand crushes yours. You slowly turn your head to glance at Travis, his cheek twitching in agitation.
"I…" he swallows and tries to wet his dry mouth. He can't yell this man into submission and he knows it.
"Let me give her the throne she deserves," Thor snickers and leans over. His nose tickles your ear and he lowers his voice to a whisper, "come, kitten, sit in my lap."
He sits back and you gape at him, shocked by his suggestion. No, it's an order. You blink and look at Travis again. Thor hits the table with his large hand, the plates and cutlery clattering.
"You don't need his permission," he pulls on your arm, "you need only my word."
"S-sorry," you slide forward in the seat and stand stiffly.
Thor releases your hand and shoves his chair back, running his large hands over his thighs. You step in front of him and he frames your hips, pulling you down before you can think to refuse. You fall into his lap, bracing his forearm to keep your balance.
"Now that is where a woman like her belongs," Thor leans into you and rests his chin on your shoulder, "with a king, not a peasant."
You look at Travis, horror pumping in your veins, a fear reflected in his drawn face. Thor brushes a hand up your stomach and turns his head to nuzzle your neck. The tickle of his beard makes you moan.
Thor lifts his head at last, his arm hooked around you as he clings to your tightly, "what a wonderful gift you brought me, soldier."
Travis does not move. He just stares, blinking as his fingers twiddle at his side. Your lip trembles. What do you do?
"You are dismissed," Thor enunciates harshly.
Travis bites down, jaw clenching tightly, and he murmurs, "yes, boss."
His sole scuffs as he drags his foot back. You watch him in disbelief. He's just leaving you there.
"You see, kitten," Thor reaches to pet your head, "he is not good enough for you. You deserve more than a coward."
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The Backwoods AU
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𖠰𖠰𖠰𖠰𖠰𖠰𖠰𖠰MASTERLIST!𖠰𖠰𖠰𖠰𖠰𖠰𖠰𖠰
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vilentia · 4 months
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Canvas of Love
Thor x reader
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Summary: a fleeting shadow of jealousy tests the unyielding bond of two intertwined souls.
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The storm outside mirrored the tempest in your heart as you sat on the edge of your bed, staring blankly at the rain streaking down your window. It had been a rough day, one that felt heavier because Thor wasn’t there to share the burden. He was away on a mission with the Avengers, something about a rogue Asgardian artifact that needed retrieving.
You missed him, more than you cared to admit. His absence left a gaping void in your life, a void you tried filling with work and friends, but nothing seemed to work.
It was on one of these lonely evenings that you met Alex. He was charming, funny, and most importantly, he was there. You two had hit it off instantly, and soon enough, he became a regular part of your life. A good friend, you reminded yourself. Just a friend.
Thor knew about Alex, of course. You'd mentioned him casually in your conversations. But what you hadn’t mentioned was how much time you were spending with him. It wasn’t intentional; it just never came up. Or maybe you were afraid of how Thor would react.
Your phone buzzed, snapping you out of your reverie. It was a message from Thor: “My love, I will be home tomorrow. I have missed you dearly.”
You smiled, a warm flutter in your heart. You typed a quick reply and set the phone aside, your thoughts drifting back to Alex. He had invited you to his art exhibition tomorrow. You were looking forward to it, but now Thor was coming home...
The conflict in your mind was like a knot, tightening with every passing moment.
Thor arrived the next day, his presence filling the apartment instantly. He was like a force of nature—strong, vibrant, and utterly captivating. You ran into his arms, the familiar scent of him enveloping you, bringing an instant sense of peace.
“I missed you,” you murmured against his chest.
“And I, you,” Thor replied, his voice a deep rumble. He pulled back, looking at you with those intense blue eyes. “Tell me about your week. Did anything interesting happen?”
You hesitated for a fraction of a second before answering. “It was the usual. Work, home... Oh, and I’m going to Alex’s art exhibition tonight. He’s really excited about it.”
Thor’s expression changed subtly, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes before he masked it with a smile. “That sounds delightful. Would you mind if I join you?”
The question caught you off guard. “Of course not! I’d love for you to come.”
The rest of the day passed in a blur. Thor was his usual self, loving and attentive, but you couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was amiss.
The exhibition was lively, the gallery buzzing with the chatter of the city's art enthusiasts. Alex’s work was the center of attention—vibrant, abstract pieces that spoke of passion and chaos.
“Your friend is very talented,” Thor commented as you both stood before a particularly striking canvas.
“He is,” you agreed, watching Alex interact with the guests. He hadn’t seen you yet.
Just then, Alex spotted you and made his way over, his face lighting up. “You made it!” He hugged you, a little too long, a little too close.
Thor’s jaw tightened ever so slightly, but he extended his hand. “I am Thor. It is a pleasure to meet the man behind these extraordinary works.”
Alex shook his hand, a hint of challenge in his eyes. “Thanks, man. I’ve heard a lot about you.”
The evening progressed, but the tension between Thor and Alex was palpable. You tried to ease the atmosphere, laughing a little too loudly at jokes, and engaging in conversations a bit too enthusiastically.
As the night wound down, Thor’s mood seemed to darken. You couldn’t take it anymore. “Do you want to go home?” you asked.
Thor nodded, and you both excused yourselves.
The walk home was quiet, the silence a stark contrast to the noisy streets around you. You could feel Thor’s turmoil, his usually calm demeanor now a stormy sea.
Once inside, Thor finally spoke. “Do you have feelings for him?”
His question was direct, his voice steady but laced with an emotion you couldn’t quite place. Was it...jealousy?
“No, Thor, of course not. He’s just a friend,” you replied, your voice earnest.
Thor looked at you, his gaze searching. “I trust you, but tonight, seeing you with him... it stirred something within me. A feeling I have not known before.”
You moved closer, taking his hand in yours. “Thor, you have nothing to worry about. I love you. Only you.”
There was a vulnerability in Thor’s eyes that you had never seen before. He was a god, a warrior, but in that moment, he was just a man, in love and afraid of losing you.
He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close. “I know, my love. It is I who must apologize. My reaction was unwarranted. You have given me no reason to doubt your love.”
You looked up at him, your heart swelling with love for this extraordinary man who had become your world. “It’s okay, Thor. I understand. But know this, no matter who comes into my life, you will always be the one I choose. Every time.”
Thor kissed you then, a kiss that spoke of love, trust, and a promise of forever. In his arms, you felt safe, loved, and home.
The next few days were blissful, as if the incident at the gallery had never happened. Thor was more attentive, more present, and you felt your bond strengthen.
You decided to talk to Alex, to set boundaries, to make sure he understood that your relationship was strictly platonic. Alex took it well, understanding and apologetic.
As you lay in bed that night, Thor’s arms wrapped around you, you realized how lucky you were. Love, true love, was hard to find, and you had found it with Thor. He was more than a partner; he was your best friend, your confidant, your home.
“You are everything to me,” Thor whispered, as if reading your thoughts.
“And you are my everything,” you whispered back, snuggling closer.
In that moment, everything felt perfect. The past was behind you, and the future was a canvas waiting to be painted, bright and full of love.
And as you drifted off to sleep, you knew that no matter what life threw at you, as long as you had each other, everything would be alright.
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