Peaches

So I decided that my life and enjoyment of this hobby of mine would be better if i made a multimuse for my muses. so if you’d like to still keep up with maya and also meet some new interesting muses then follow us:

‘ i love you… i always have. look close enough and you’ll find how much i adore you in every subconscious thing i do. ’

his heart hammers around in his chest upon hearing those words, he could feel tears prickling at his eyes as he stands in front of all his family and friends, with the woman he loves, vowing to love her for the rest of his days. thor had never known a greater happiness, than he was feeling in this moment, with his beautiful bride looking up at him, saying those words, those vows… even in the beginning, the god had figured they’d end up here, right here. at the altar. despite the way she’d set those boundaries up, both physical and emotional, between them. he’d been determined, to say the least, to tear them all down and build her back up with all the love and adoration he could muster.

❛ and i have loved you from the moment you saved me in that alley, to this very moment and i shall love you until all the stars in the universe have faded and all that remains is darkness. even then, i shall love you. ❜ once the official has pronounced them, thor drags her to his body and kisses her deeply, overjoyed to have now married the woman who not only stole his heart, but completed his soul. in the background, he hears ‘ladies and gentlemen, may i present to you, mr. and mrs. thor odison’. flashes of camera’s cause him to close his eyes and when he opens them, it’s to darkness. glancing around, he realizes he’s on the couch in the living room.

flopping back down, he sighs, ❛ it was all a dream… ❜ before turning on his side to try and get more sleep.

⚡ @nothopefulhart​┊meme┊accepting┊maya &* thor

she cannot sleep. she’s tried everything. water, counting sheep, half in her duvet and half out, cuddling the pillow, white noise, beach noise, every noise possible. and maya cannot sleep, no matter what and how she’s tried. the blonde knows why, her eyes keep going to the door. she knows exactly why she cannot sleep and how to fix it. but maya didn’t want to force him to have to continue to play by her rules. rules she now hated more than anything. rules that made no sense as she watched the sun coming up and realized that all she wanted was love. but more specifically, she wanted to love and be loved by thor. 

maya just had to figure out how to express it now. how to make him believe that she wanted this... this relationship. make him believe that she did in fact love him completely. so she’s getting dressed, tugging on her boots and a jacket, before sneaking from the apartment. but not before tip toeing to the couch to lean down and press a kiss to the god’s temple. “i love you,” she whispers, figuring he wouldn’t hear her, “and i’ll find a way to prove it to you.” 

probably a bit of an aggressive vow but she was determined. so off she went, remembering the little things that made thor happy and trying to come up with some grand gesture. which was not something she was used to doing, but something that she felt would make it easier for her to really say in words what she was feeling. 

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blue eyes glance up from the table. she’d been awake for the last twenty-four hours, stuck between excitement and terror. of course, she’d showered and tried to act or seem like she wasn’t lost in thought. but she was, especially when allison walked into the kitchen. maya had just been making phillip coffee. he had also been awake as long as her, just as shocked. there’s a ghost of a smile as she hears her boyfriend’s sister speak. 

“thanks al. i, uh, i’ve been in my head a lot… a lot of scary things in there, ya know.” she mumbled, staring at phillip’s coffee again. she should take it upstairs. she should keep their little secret to them but maya finds her eyes filling with tears. she doesn’t know if they’re sad, scared, or excited tears. but what she does know, is that allison probably won’t judge her or freak out. so she clears her throat a little as her hand reaches into her purse on the table. 

“c-can i… can i talk to you about something? as like… a friend or sister or whatever?” maya had never had siblings and she didn’t have many living friends anymore. but she’d been trying to create some kind of relationship with her boyfriend’s family and their partners. “it’s, uh, it’s not something everyone else knows yet… we– we haven’t told anyone. please don’t freak out on me.” the blonde murmurs as she produces the pictures from a sonogram and the paper confirming her pregnancy. 

“i.. i don’t know what to feel? or– well… i feel a lot of things? f-five, i mean, phillip knows. he went with me.” there’s a soft shrug as maya tucks her hands into the pockets of her jeans. 

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she’s not used to this. to the slow meaningful and loving way thor is treating her. maya doesn’t know what to do, aside from lay there and softly try to reciprocate. she’d never thought she’d feel this way for anyone, let someone in as much as she had finally let thor in. maya had expected him to decide that he’d had enough waiting on her to make up her damn mind. not for him to gently lift her into his arms, and kiss her like she meant something to him. even though she knew she did because he kept telling her.

even now he kept telling her. with every kiss to skin, every caress, every breath he seemed to take. it was overwhelming but also perfect in every way. the smaller blonde couldn’t help feeling like she was on a cloud. maya wanted to show him too, show that she meant it when she finally told him just how much she needed and loved him. but he seemed to just nudge her back down, wanting to take his time. which maya feeling a little vulnerable as he showered her in attention and praise. 

the blush across her cheeks was bright as she bit her lip when he finally made it down her body. “t-thor... you don’t... it’s okay... i’m not worth...” her words kept dying off into moans as he continued to press kisses and started touching her. despite finally telling thor she loved him, she still didn’t feel worth of this. of being shown this level of affection. 

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maya was experienced in edging... other people. men, women, and anything in between. she liked the power and at the end, when they could cum, oh that meal was delicious. easily her favorite dish. what she’s never experienced, mostly because she never met anyone she’d ever let do so, is being the one edged. 

the succubus liked to have her pleasure, to enjoy it to the fullest as much as she wanted. something she got from everyone... well most everyone. now there was briggs, and every power move she made he would nearly squash. it was infuriating, especially when she needed to feed. it was like he had this sense of when she was about to go find something precious and delectable. then he’d get in the way. 

she was beginning to think he just liked torturing her. or at least, today he did. because all she wanted was to get off, to ease the frustration that had been building in her body. sometimes a girl just needed a good fuck to function properly again. normally she could get that from him, both benefiting and enjoying. so she’d sought him out, effortlessly convincing him to join her. 

what she thought she was getting, would be mind blowing and toe curling sex. what she’s got is almost that. almost because he keeps her right there on the very edge only to pull his fingers from her body again. the whines and whimpers leaving her mouth are frustrated and desperate. maya would not be begging. she’d had just about enough of him somehow drawing that from her. even as she started to come down from that near utopia only for him to thrust his cock into her this time. 

fingers reach out to scratch and grip at his shoulders as he relentlessly brings her close for the third time. and again, he’s gone. maya’s hips buck and her thighs quiver. despite how absolutely wrecked she was becoming, maya was shakily trying to pull her body away from him with several curses. she could get herself off... or she would have if he hadn’t just pinned her down to fuck into her yet again. before she can convince herself to continue her defiance, maya is caving to him. 

“p-please... please, please, please let me cum briggs. i’ll do anything. please. i need it.”

all of her reactions, every hitch in breath, every quake of her legs, only brought him more pleasure. he didn’t have to be a god to tell that she was getting off on this, too. this time, he doesn’t tease her, doesn’t string it out, cause he could tell just how much she needed this release, needed this charge. having her whine like that only prompts him to finger her harder, to give her the kind of stimulation she’d previously been lacking. lips leaving her lobe, he goes for her neck, working yet another bruise into the pale skin that barely had any place left, to be marked on that side of her body.

teeth dig in just slightly before he’s pulling away in favor of plundering her lips. the dimpled man reaches down between them to pull himself out of his joggers, touching his tip to her entrance, to play with her a little. and when they both can’t take it anymore, the brunette’s sinking in with a long and slow thrust, only stopping when he’s bottomed out. cursing softly, he barely spares a second before he’s dragging himself out and burying himself inside her again, starting a building rhythm. ❛ can’t get you there on my own, ❜ he grunts out his tease, though they both knew that to be false.

despite the many hickeys briggs leaves, every one still drags a low needy moan from her lips. and having it paired with him fingering her harder, only makes the noise needier. the kiss he pulls her into has maya squirming against him, whimpering against his lips. she’s not even mad that neither of them are completely naked. maya actually kind of thought it was hot. it drug a deep moan from her chest. especially as he teases her, and himself. “goddamnit,” she mutters against his lips, hands reaching up to dig her nails a little into his back. 

naturally, he spots the blush and figures he hasn’t offended her sensibilities considering the fact that she was all but eye-fucking him as he got to his feet. watching her shrink into herself like that, makes him feel like he’d said the wrong thing and by the tone of her voice, he’s fairly sure he’s right. ❛ – i know… ❜ he doesn’t elaborate, mostly because she’s most certainly witnessed those kinds of things up close and personal. when she changes the subject, he follows her lead and nods, crossing his own arms over his chest. ❛ that’s right, darlin’, ❜ he muses with a smile of his own, a hand raises to tip his hat. ❛ i didn’t… but if you let me buy you a beer, i’ll tell you, ❜ he offers, raising an eyebrow to the smaller blonde, extending a hand to her at the same time.