Warnings: smut, oral sex (female receiving), minor electrostimulation, breeding, semi public sex
Summary: In accordance with the peace treaties with Asgard, the reader takes part in an ancient ritual with Thor
A/N: In Norse mythology, Thor is the god of fertility as well as thunder and lightning. Armed with this information- and thanks to the *ahem* encouragement of @lipstickandwhiskey and @vintagevalentinexx– this fic was born.
Outside the flimsy walls of the tent, the sounds of revelry could be heard everywhere. Laughter and singing filled the warm night air, the bright light of bonfires casting deep shadows where lovers snuck away for illicit trysts. The heady aroma of wine perfumed the slight breeze, the raucous voices of revelers deep in their cups growing louder as the night wore on. The intoxicating mood was infectious, your belly fluttering with restless energy.
Warnings: smut, oral sex (female receiving), alcohol, semi-public sex
Summary: There’s nothing Thor craves more than the taste of the reader.
A/N: written for @thorsthot 2.5k Writing Challenge. My prompt was #42 ‘The food looks great, but, there’s something much more delicious I’d like to eat right now.’
Grinning around your beer bottle, surrounded by your teammates, life didn’t get much better than this. Laughter and booze flowed freely; it was hard to believe that just a few days ago, you’d all been fighting for your lives. The mission had been a tense one, but all of you made it out alive and relatively unharmed, prompting Tony to throw a small party to celebrate. Joking around with your friends- your surrogate family- felt pretty damn great.
– Lazy. 100% of the time. He would so much rather stay in bed, big arms wrapped around you tightly, your head cradled in his neck, than do anything else
– He’d basically just a really big lap dog at this point
– Including bulging muscles and the sparkly fingers, of course
– Before it was destroyed, Thor knew you were the one because you could lift Mjolnir
– Him running his hands through your hair because he misses his own long hair
– Who needs blankets when you have a literal human furnace?
– You’re always touching each other
– If it’s cold, you lay on top of him, arms around his neck, head under his jaw, one of his hands in your hair, the other softly petting your back
– He laughs a little because you look so small compared to him
– If it’s hot, hell, you’re not getting away from him for anything, so all you do is lay your head on his chest and hold hands
– Lots of kisses to your head
– If he wants to kiss your lips, he has to pick you up a little bit
– If you’re hanging with the Avengers, he’d be quiet and watching you, not uncomfortably, just looking at you with love and adoration
– Y’all don’t even try to hide your relationship mostly because he can’t keep his hands off you in the first place
– Thor tries to hide it from Loki because he feels like Loki wouldn’t approve
– Loki knows, he’s the king of lies anyways, he sees right through Thor
– Loki’s supportive and a d o r e s you, treats you like a sister and a good friend
– You bring out the soft, dorky side of Thor, mostly if you’re on dates that the rest of the Avengers are going with you on
– Dates aren’t really a thing because he shows his love by holding your hand and kissing you
– Piggyback rides. Constantly
– “Love, I’m tired.”
“Okay.” *he proceeds to lift you into his back*
– When you’re on his back, you give kisses to his neck and it’s such a turn on for him oops
– If you’re in a bad mood in public, he just comes up behind you, holds your hands, and hugs you like that
– Having to basically kick him off of you if you have to go somewhere in the mornings, he’s always clingy
– “Mmph, Thor, honey, you know how much I would love to stay-“
“Then stay.”
“… but I have a meeting with the Avengers, and they’ll beat my ass if I’m not there.”
“Mm-hmm, as if they’d beat your ass, I’m the god of thunder, and you’re my girlfriend, I don’t think they’re that stupid” *pulls you back so that he’s spooning you & drapes a leg across you* “5 more minutes?”
“5 more. That’s it, promise?”
“Sure..”
– His favorite thing is probably when you’re laying on his chest and run your hands over his muscles and veins. Don’t know why, it’s just kind of an endearing gesture that he loves
– Your favorite thing is literally everything he does
– Long makeout sessions on days when everyone else is out on a mission
– Just like, straddling him and kissing him for hours on end
– On rainy days, he realizes that you have a small fear of lightning
– He kinda teases you for it, but helps you get over it
– His big ol’ hands holding your face when y’all kiss, thumbs tracing over your cheekbones
– He tells you he loves you when he thinks you’re asleep, but one time you weren’t asleep
– “Goodnight, my queen, I love you.”
“I love you more.”
“I THOUGHT YOU WERE ASLEEP! YOU WERENT SUPPOSED TO HEAR THAT! Also, uh, impossible, I love you more than you’ll ever know.”
Mayerine 