Character C was a bit of a stranger to poly relationships, but meeting Character A completely changed their life. They were like sunshine trapped in a human body, and Character C couldn’t wait to bask in it, even if those rays of light were accompanied by a particularly moody third party in the form of Character B.
Character C never really believed the old myth that opposites attract, but Character A and B’s relationship proved them wrong. They seemed happy and welcoming of Character C, so why not give it a go?
After Character C’s trepidation began to wane, they were startled when Character B sprinted over to the basement door and locked it before Character C could open it. Questioning what that was for, Character B just looked at Character C with wide eyes.
“I wouldn’t try to go down there if I were you. Character A is really particular about the basement, and I kinda like you alive rather than the alternative.”
Character C chuckled at the joke, but Character B’s face didn’t falter. They didn’t wink, they didn’t crack a smile, and they didn’t stop staring at Character C until their face mirrored Character B’s level of sincerity.
“The last one didn’t make it long, so let’s see if you can break the record.”
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 6/8
Fandom: X-Men - All Media Types, X-Men (Comicverse)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Logan/Ororo Munroe, Ororo Munroe/Emma Frost, Remy LeBeau/Logan (X-Men)
Characters: Ororo Munroe, Emma Frost, Logan (X-Men), Kitty Pryde, N'Dare Munroe, David Munroe, Victor Creed, Laura Kinney, Thomas Logan, Kyle Gibney, Lucas Bishop, T'Challa, Warren Worthington, Kurt Wagner, Remy LeBeau
Additional Tags: Black Characters Matter Fest, fanfiction prompt, Cinderfella au, Genderswap, Polyamory, Bisexual Ororo Munroe, Child Abuse, Brief Violence, Emotional Trauma, when you look at the traditional cinderella story there is a TON of abuse and trauma, Logan is a Cinnamon Roll, Emma Frost is a Gift, handjobs, Nipple Play, Oral, okay there's just a lot of smut coming at the end, Emma Frost is Ororo's lady-in-waiting and they like to bang, RoLo, White Queens, Femslash, Remy is Logan's Fairy Godfather, You heard me
Summary:
Ororo sipped disconsolately at her punch as her father presented the long line of suitors, princes, dukes and diplomats. Her smile was wooden and polite, and she felt Emma’s presence in her head.
Stop looking so bored, duckie. It’s your birthday party. You’re supposed to be enjoying yourself.
These shoes pinch my toes, I’m tired of this gown, and I’m bored to tears.
I can help you with all of that later. Ororo chuckled, nearly choking on her next sip.
Suddenly, the crowd parted, and she heard the crowd break out into a buzz of murmurs as their eyes drifted to the main entrance.
The morning sun that was beating through the small crack in your curtains was doing absolutely nothing to aid your need for sleep. Nor did the shuffling of the body next to you. You groaned at the moving of your human pillow to which he just grunted softly, removing himself from the bed.
You turned over, sleep easing it's way back to you slower than you would like. A few moments later, you felt a wet warm kiss being placed to your head,
"I'll be back soon." His timber came to you softly. You hummed softly in response and tucked yourself deeper into your pillow.
Over an hour later and your internal clock was screaming for relief. You had slept too long in one spot and it was time to move. You unceremoniously kicked off the blankets and padded your way to the bathroom.
After finding the relief your body needed, you reentered the bedroom to wake your other bed partner. Hyungwon was snuggled so deep in the blankets that it was easy to miss him. But you knew he was there, knew he just didnt want to be woken up any time that was not on his own terms.
"Hyungwon," you spoke, sleep still lacing your voice, "get up. You know Shownu will be home soon." All you were met with as a response was a soft groan. You kicked at the bed for emphasis. "If you dont get up, you dont eat." Hyungwon groaned louder, sitting up, eyes still shut tight.
"Oh good. You got Hyungwon up." Shownu's voice called out to you as he entered the room. His shirt was damp from his morning workout, which he promptly stripped in favor of a cleaner one. "Coffee's on. I'll start breakfast. Hyungwon," the smaller framed boys disgruntled and still asleep face turned to look in his direction, "be good and get up without fuss. And you," Shownu spoke to you pointedly, "be nice. You know he has a hard time getting up."
You pouted at the bronzed boy, arms crossing over your chest. "I was nice this time."
Shownu smirked, closing the gap between you two. "I'm sure you were." He spoke, a hand gripping at your ass as he placed a kiss tenderly to your lips, the duality making your head spin. You heard a noise from the bed and you both turned to look.
"Feeling left out?" You asked teasingly. You separated from Shownu to join Hyungwon on the bed. You kissed him softly before it quickly intensified.
Shownu laughed softly as he saw Hyungwon's hands roam the hem of your shirt. He headed for the door, "Make it quick you two. Or your breakfast will get cold."
-; In a city like Brooklyn, finding a new apartment at short notice is next to impossible. Luckily for you, your best friend Wanda knows two friends who’ve been searching a third roommate. Bucky and Thor are ideal housemates, almost too good to be true, and they both want to show you how much they care about you - together.
(Thank you SO MUCH to @captainrogerss for the beautiful graphic and @fandom-and-feminism for the summary! ♥)
Usually, when both Brian and Dan had days off together, they would end up adventuring around Glendale, to the science museum because a new exhibit had just opened and Brian was a bit of a nerd or to this new restaurant a friend of Dan’s had recommended and Dan really wanted someone to try it with. Sometimes Audrey even came along with them, happy to be with her dad and Dan. But now with the show for Red filming weekdays and Grumps filming on the weekends, the days they had together were farther between, and on top of that that they were gearing up for tour and two new album releases. So when the couple finally had a day off together, Brian had chosen the option to let Dan just sleep, because if anyone needed it, Dan was definitely it.
Rachel had left the day before, to Minnesota to visit her family and introduce her newest partner to them, which left Brian to take care of Audrey and Coco. After breakfast, Brian had caught up on some e-mails related to work before deciding to take Audrey and Coco out together for quality family time. Audrey was insistent on holding the leash, which was fine until they got to the edge of the park, when she made a b-line for the playground with the other kids. Brian followed her, slower, and sat on of the benches near the pit, close enough to watch her but far enough away that the mulch chips weren’t much of a concern for Coco to be laying on or trying to chew. He shot Dan a quick text, saying where they were for when he decided to wake up, then turned his attention back to the playground.
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To hunt cryptids, you need a certain set of tools: research, patience, bravery, good looks-- honestly, look at what you need to portray when you enter the dating pool, and you’ll find what you need.
For Characters A, B, C, & D, this couldn’t be more true. Each had a different specialty when it came to hunting down cryptids, but damn if their jobs weren’t made about 10 times harder whenever Character C tried flirting with the creature after catching it. It started as a meme, but the rest of the group are 80% sure they saw a blip of Character C’s search history that had some troubling terminology, up to and including the classic “monster d*ck.”Â
Needless to say, an intervention was called for; it’s a professional conflict of interest.
A Bucky x Thor x Reader / Polyamorous Roomate AU series
Masterlist
-; In a city like Brooklyn, finding a new apartment at short notice is next to impossible. Luckily for you, your best friend Wanda knows two friends who’ve been searching a third roommate. Bucky and Thor are ideal housemates, almost too good to be true, and they both want to show you how much they care about you - together.
A/N: OKAY SO, I worked really FUCKING hard on this people, okay? It’s so fluffy, you just might die. (plz don’t die). I really really hope you guys like this, and are still enjoying this series. Every ask, reblog, reply, and like is SO appreciated. Let me know what you think, and if you want me to continue. ♥
Word Count: 2,105
Tags: (at the end)
Warnings:
- polyamorous relationship. if this makes you uncomfortable, don’t read it.
- eventual smut, just not yet. i’ll tag appropriately when it does come up and mark the post as sensitive.
*gifs are not mine.
(credit: [ x ] and [ x ] )
Thor took your hand in his and led you down the stairs to the living room. His thumb brushed lightly over the back of your hand, making you shiver. Bucky was sitting and waiting patiently, his brow furrowed in worry, wringing his hands and putting them in his lap. When he saw you walking down the stairs with Thor, he stood up straight and smoothed the wrinkles out of his shirt. You heard him clear his throat, as he rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet. He was clearly nervous, but trying his best to keep it together. As always, Thor was completely at ease. If he was at all anxious about the situation, he was a master at hiding it.
“Come,” Thor said, putting his large hand at the small of your back, guiding you to the sofa. “There’s much we need to discuss.”
You sat down on the couch and shoved your hands under your thighs. Your stomach churned, like waves licking the side of a ship caught on stormy seas. Excitement and sheer nervousness coursed through your body. You looked from Thor to Bucky, and your heart leapt from your chest. They were so handsome, and you felt unworthy.
“Before we start,” Bucky said, scooting to the edge of the couch. One hand was placed delicately on your knee, while the other raked through his chestnut hair, making it stand on end. “I just have to say that all of this, if you truly want it, is on your terms.”
“Yes,” Thor agreed, placing his hand on your other knee, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Should you decide tomorrow that you no longer want this, it stops immediately. No hard feelings whatsoever.”
“So, wait, you two?” you asked, pointing to each man. “You guys aren’t… together?”
“No, no, no” Thor replied, shaking his head. Bucky also shook his, making his hair fall back out of place. “While I personally have no qualms about it, it’s not Bucky’s thing and I respect that.”
“This entire relationship is about you,” Bucky chimed in. “I love Thor like he’s my own brother, but I don’t love the big lug like that.”
“When Bucky and I both realized that we had our eye on you, we decided that we weren’t opposed to the thought of sharing you,” Thor said.
“God, that sounds so bad,” Bucky groaned, again fixing his hair. Bucky took your hand in his closest to him, pulling it out from under your thigh. He rubbed it and squeezed, and good thing too, as it had fallen asleep. “We don’t want to share you like….like an object or something. You’re so much more than that. We just both really like you---”
“And want to give you the world,” Thor interjected. He was smiling, and it made him even more attractive, if that was at all possible. There were crinkles by his eyes that your fingertips itched to trace, to commit to memory. He put his hand over Bucky’s hand that was holding your own, his electric blue eyes staring into your soul. “Together.”
“So, what you’re trying to say is you both want to be my boyfriend?”
“Yes,” Bucky said quickly.
“At the same time?”
They both nodded, watching your every move like hawks. You’d be lying if you said it wasn’t flustering you. They were the most beautiful men that you had ever laid eyes on, and they both wanted you, all to themselves. How could you ever say no?
“What do you think?” Thor asked, his expression eager. Bucky chewed on his bottom lip.
“I have… some more questions,” you said softly, before sitting up straighter. You had to become more confident now, especially since two god like creatures lusted after you.
“Anything,” Bucky blurted.
“Will we do everything… together? Like all three of us?”
“If that’s what you want,” Thor answered. He was moving his fingers in small circular motions on your back now, doing his best to make you feel as comfortable as possible. You wanted to melt under his touch, but cleared your mind and continued.
“You can also spend time with us separately,” Bucky continued. “Again, I can’t stress enough how you call the shots in this relationship.”
“Well, I mean, both of your opinions matter too,” you cut in. “I want everything to be decided between us. No secrets. Everything has to be out on the table at all times.”
“Deal,” Bucky and Thor answered at the same time, making you giggle.
“Do we keep this a secret?” you asked.Â
“We don’t have to,” said Thor.
“We’re more than happy to show you off,” Bucky winked at you.
You sat and looked down at your feet, the urge to look at something not so mind-numbingly attractive a necessity. You wanted this, all of this, but a small piece of you still had your guard up.
“What if I wake up tomorrow,” you said. “And this is all one big, amazing dream…”
“Trust me,” Bucky answered you. “It’s not a dream.”
“Our lives didn’t have much meaning, until you moved in,” Thor said with a grin. “We couldn’t be happier you chose us.”
You looked at both of your boyfriends and your heart was so full of love that you began to cry. Taking your hands away from theirs, you wiped your tears away. They were on you immediately, showering you with affection.
Bucky was at your left, kissing your cheek and your temple. Thor was on your right, rubbing his hand up and down your forearm, cooing in your ear. The sensations were just too much, and you felt entirely out of control. You stood up in front of them, and put your hands at your sides.
“Wait…” you began. “I’m okay. I just…”
“What is it, doll?” Bucky asked.
Both of their gorgeous sets of blue eyes, from entirely different spectrums of the color wheel, were staring at you, waiting for your next move.
“I want to try something,” you continued. Taking both of their hands you guided them to follow you. “Come with me.”
“Where are we going?” Thor asked, a playful smile at his lips.
“Who has the biggest bed?”
“Thor does,” Bucky answered.
You lead them to Thor’s room, and he took it upon himself to nudge the door open with his boot. Slipping your hands out of theirs, you also kicked your slippers off and took in Thor’s bed.
“Honestly, who needs a bed this big?” you jokingly asked, before running and diving onto it. It smelled purely of Thor, and you breathed it all in. Rolling around, you settled on your back as they watched you intently. They were waiting for you to advise them further. “Come here.”
Both of them slid onto the bed, after taking off their own shoes, and settled on each side of you. You looked from each man, and had no idea how you’d gotten so lucky. Each of them were leaning on their elbows, just looking at you, as if you were the only person on the planet. Suddenly, you had the urge to explore.
“Can I?” you asked Thor, your hand moving to cup his face, wanting to feel his beard against your skin.
“You can do whatever you wish,” he said softly, leaning into your touch. He was like a big, soft, cuddly golden retriever. Your fingertips moved to the crinkles by his eyes that you noticed before, tracing them and admiring them. He was stunning. Soft freckles dusted the bridge of his nose, and his eyelashes were so long they almost touched his cheeks when he closed his eyes. His lips looked so soft and inviting, you couldn’t help but to lean down and place a soft kiss on them. Thor raised his eyebrows and leaned in for the kiss.
Behind you, Bucky was tracing his fingers up and down your leg. Your body was on fire at his touch. Thor kept his hands to himself, for fear of overstimulating you.
Breaking away from Thor’s lips, you kissed the tip of his nose, his forehead, and his cheeks. His skin was so soft, and so was his beard.
“I don’t want you to feel neglected,” you said to Bucky, turning your body away from Thor, but your fingers still wrapped in his; your back pressed against his front. Your desire to be connected to both of them at the same time was so overwhelming.
“Take your time,” Bucky replied, smiling with his eyes, but you could tell he was holding his breath, desperate for it to be his turn. He was just as beautiful as Thor, yet so much softer. His cheekbones were so chiseled, and his jawline could cut glass. His hair was your favorite part, so wild and bouncy. You ran your fingers through it, like you’d been wanting to do since the day you met him.
Closing his eyes as you kissed his cheeks, nose, and chin you watched his chest rise and fall slightly as he struggled to catch his breath. The affect you had on these two men was too good to be true. They were both so close to you now, on each side, as if you were the meat between two pieces of bread.
Suddenly, as you were looking into Bucky’s sapphire eyes, Thor leaned down to whisper in your ear. His beard tickled your neck and you shivered. Bucky chuckled, and it was the sexiest sound you’d ever heard.
“Can it be our turn now, love?” Thor said gently, and it felt like a secret.
“Yes,” Bucky conceded. “Please.”
You nodded shyly, feeling your face get hot.
Thor’s large hand moved under your shirt and his fingertips grazed your stomach. Your entire body was covered in goosebumps, as Bucky positioned you to lay down flat on your back.
“If we go too far,” Thor said. “Tell us and we’ll stop immediately.”
“Yes, sir,” you joked, but the flash you saw in Thor’s eyes at those two words made your heart stop.
“We can explore that realm at a later time,” Thor winked, before working his hands up and down your thighs, kneading the muscles. Bucky moved you so that you were sitting between his legs, his hands massaging your neck and shoulders. He placed kisses along your neck, and nuzzled his nose into the crook of it. Thor leaned down and kissed the most inner part of your thigh, making you jump.
“Too far?” he asked, as you looked down at him. As much as you wanted to say no, you knew you had enough for the day.
“Not too far,” you said. “I just want to… wait. Maybe when I have more of a handle on all of this.”
“We’d wait forever for you,” Bucky whispered into your ear.
“Can we take a nap?” you asked, suddenly realizing how tired you actually were.
“Of course, doll,” Bucky answered.
“I will lay here with you until I have to go to work,” Thor said. “You can have some alone time with Bucky while I’m away. How does that sound?”
You nodded, and Bucky wrapped you in his arms, pulling you close to him. Thor laid in front of you and took your chin between his huge fingers.
“But when I get home,” he said, leaning down and kissing your lips so fiercely you swore he left a bruise. “You’re all mine.”
A Bucky x Thor x Reader / Polyamorous Roomate AU series
Masterlist
-; In a city like Brooklyn, finding a new apartment at short notice is next to impossible. Luckily for you, your best friend Wanda knows two friends who’ve been searching a third roommate. Bucky and Thor are ideal housemates, almost too good to be true, and they both want to show you how much they care about you - together.
A/N: Ahhhh, okay here’s part 3. I have been so self deprecating with my writing recently, I really hope you guys like this part. Thank you to @howlingbarnes for looking over this for me and for always being so supportive of me. Thanks for telling me not to be so hard on myself. Every ask, reblog, reply, and like is SO appreciated. Let me know what you think, and if you want me to continue. ♥Â
Word Count: 2,268
Tags: (at the end)
Warnings:
- polyamorous relationship. if this makes you uncomfortable, don’t read it.Â
- eventual smut, just not yet. i’ll tag appropriately when it does come up and mark the post as sensitive.Â
- bacon eating. if you’re a vegetarian, just pretend it’s vegan bacon.Â
- language.Â
*gifs are not mine.
(gifs were found on google and did not have a direct source)
At some point, during your impromptu movie night with Bucky and Thor, you’d fallen asleep. Whether it was the extreme closeness of their massive bodies to your own, or the overall safe feeling they radiated around you like a force field, you weren’t sure, but you definitely didn’t mind. All of the blankets and pillows were still laid out, the mix of their colognes swirling around you in a delicious cloud. One particularly large, fluffy blanket was tucked underneath your sides, wrapped around you like a cocoon. You were so comfortable that moving from this spot seemed like the absolute worst idea.
Half expecting to open your eyes and see a beautiful man on each side of you, both spots were disappointingly vacant. Better off, you thought, wiping dried drool from your cheek, feeling the embedded lines from your pillows on your chin. I don’t even want to know what I look like right now…
Pushing yourself up with your hands, you stretched long and wide, letting out the loudest, most obnoxious yawn possible. You shivered, as the cold air from the cracked window adjacent creeped up your pajama shorts.
“Fuck!” you cried, grabbing the blanket that had just cased you like a sausage and wrapped it around yourself tight again. You inhaled the scent that wafted from it, the smell reminding you of Thor the most; earthy, with a hint of spice. As you began walking down the hallway that led to the kitchen, you started picking up different kinds of smells. The best being the freshly brewed coffee that someone had just made, followed by the scent of crispy, smoked bacon. The last was the smell that reminded you so much of Bucky; undertones of vanilla, with a sandalwood dusting. Rough, yet sweet. Your mouth was watering, and you weren’t sure if it was from the amazing smells, or from the memories of the bed you shared last night, with two of the most gorgeous men you’d ever seen.
And then you stopped, right in the hallway, dead in your tracks.
You shared a bed last night, with Thor and Bucky. You slept beside them, close to them. Intimately. Your heart began to hammer in your chest. What if things were weird now? You lived with them.
Don’t be a pussy about this, you thought to yourself, clenching your fists. If they didn’t want to fucking cuddle with you, they would have never done so. You didn’t force them.
Them.
The word hung in the air around you. It was never just Bucky or Thor for you. Your heart always wanted both, unable to choose between them, and it made you feel so greedy.
Finally, after taking several deep breaths, you managed to finish your walk into the kitchen, wrapping the blanket around you tighter for emotional support.
Bucky was sitting on the middle stool, leaning on the island in the center of the room, his thumb scrolling over the screen of his cell phone. His deep, chestnut hair was mussed all over the top of his head, like a rooster. It made you giggle audibly, and his head turned quickly at the sound. His face erupted into an ear splitting smile, the soft crinkles by his eyes appearing. With eyes of the deepest blue, he looked at you, and your world stopped.
“Good morning, doll,” he said, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you close. He kissed you softly on the cheek, his thick scruff just brushing your cheek, sending chills down your spine.
“Hi,” you murmured awkwardly, your brain turning to mush every time his pet name for you slipped between those perfect lips. You cleared your throat. “How did you sleep?”
You were starting to get warm in the kitchen, so you folded Thor’s blanket onto one of the vacant stools and walked to the cabinet where the mugs are stored.
“Better than I ever have before,” he replied. His voice was deep, still coated with sleep. Even with your back turned, you could feel his eyes on you. “And you?”
Grabbing a mug, you filled it with coffee halfway. After adding some sugar and creamer into the dark liquid, you grabbed a spoon and sat next to Bucky. That’s when you noticed the plate of bacon sitting on the island.
“LIke a rock,” you answered him, stirring your coffee and taking a sip. The bacon was right under your nose now, and it smelled even better up close. “May I?”
“Of course,” Bucky answered, pushing the plate towards you. “I made this for you. I figured you’d be starving, and I know how much you love bacon.”
Your heart caught in your chest. A man who knows your favorite food is always a keeper. A silence fell over you both, as you shoved pieces of bacon in your face. Bucky’s sudden turn towards you made you jump, but he didn’t notice. He was intent on something.
“Hey, listen,” he said, quickly, grabbing your hand. You stopped chewing and your entire body went rigid, paying as close attention to him as possible. You bit your lip. “If me or Thor went too far last night, please let me know. We were worried we may have gotten a bit too… comfortable.”
The fact that he was even asking you made your heart swell three sizes larger that day.
“No!” you almost shouted, immediately embarrassed. “I mean, no. It was… great.”
“Yeah?” he asked, his eyes lighting up.
“Yeah…. I mean, I felt so safe. It was totally pure, and I felt that.”
“O-okay, cool,” he stammered, carding his fingers through his hair. A nervous tick. He was smiling so wide, looking down at his hands. “Great.”
You suddenly felt brave, your heart acting out before your brain could advise against it. You grabbed his hand, wrapping your fingers in his like the night before.
“I like this,” you whispered, resting your chin on his shoulder. “All of this.”
“So do we,” Bucky said softly, his head leaning back to boop yours, just to feel the connection.
“We?” you muttered into his skin.
“Yes of course, me and Thor.”
At the mention of his name, you remembered his wet, naked body from yesterday and you swallowed hard at the memory. You noticed his absence, half expecting his booming voice to fill the kitchen any moment.
“Where is he anyway?” you asked, popping another piece of bacon in your mouth.
“He ran to the store. When he gets back, you should talk to him.”
“I will,” you nodded, butterflies flapping their delicate wings in your stomach. “I’m gonna go take a shower.”
You got up from the stool and kissed Bucky on his cheek, letting your fingers graze along his shoulder as you walked away.
“Need any company?” he asked boldly, and you stopped to turn around. He had a cheeky smile on his face and, to be completely honest, you did want his company. But your brain was able to stop your heart this time, before you dove too deep.
“Not today,” you winked, giving him your cutest smile. “I’ll take a raincheck. Thanks for the bacon.”
You swallowed your lies, knowing full well you wanted him to join you in the shower, as you practically skipped to the bathroom. Before anything happened with Bucky, it was important that you talked to Thor first.
Fuck, you thought, holding onto the handle of the bathroom door. You’re falling for both of them...
Thor walked in from the store and saw Bucky sitting at the island in the kitchen. He put the bags of groceries on the counter, starting to put them away.
“Hey,” he greeted Bucky.
“Hey man.”
Thor walked down the opposite hall and heard the shower running.
“How’s she doing?” Thor asked his friend. “Was she okay about last night?”
“She was, surprisingly. She said she enjoyed it.”
Thor smiled. Bucky chuckled.
“Do you really think she’d be okay with… this?”
“I think she would,” Bucky answered with confidence. “You should see the way she looked at me this morning when I made her bacon.”
“I just want her to be comfortable. I don’t want her to feel awkward.”
“Look, Thor,” Bucky started, putting his hand on his friend’s shoulder. “She’s amazing, we both know this. You and I both fell in love with her basically the first day she moved in here. Talk to her, tell her how you feel. Once she hears both sides, she can make a decision for herself.”
“You’re right, brother,” Thor replied, fist bumping his best friend. “You’re always right.”
“But I must say,” Bucky said playfully. “I get the vibe she likes me more.”
“We’ll just see about that…” Thor answered, walking down the hallway towards your bedroom. He had noticed the shower wasn’t running anymore.
Knock, knock, knock.
You had just finished getting dressed, taking a brush to your hair, when someone knocked on your door.
“It’s just me,” Thor said through the wood, and your stomach tightened. “May I come in?”
“Of course,” you replied, as he opened the door.
He looked just as good as the last time you saw him, if not even better. His dirty blonde hair was perfectly styled to look messy, spiking every which way on the top of his head. His blue eyes were fixed on you so intently, it made you start to sweat. They were blue, just like Bucky’s, but where Bucky’s were a deep sapphire blue, Thor’s were icy; like the clearest spring in a fantasy world. He was smiling at you, and he reached out to take your hand.
“Hi,” he breathed, his massive chest rising and falling under his loose grey t-shirt. Every muscle could be seen underneath. You struggled to catch your breath in his presence.
“Hi,” you managed to squeak back, taking his hand and allowing him to squeeze it.
It was in this moment that you realized that he and Bucky were total polar opposites. Bucky was quieter, more sensitive yet still ruggishly handsome in every way. Thor was a force to be reckoned with; all muscle and brawn but with a soft inner core. And yet, they were both perfect. The two types you needed to balance you out; your ying and yang.
“Is it okay if we talk about last night?” Thor asked, your hand disappearing in his; his thumb brushing over your palms.
“Y-yes, of course,” you replied, feeling nervous. You always felt anxious around Thor, but it was mostly because you wanted him to jump your bones.
“Are you okay with what happened? Bucky and I don’t want to overstep any boundaries. We want you to be comfortable in your own home, and we will do anything to make you happy.”
Anything…
He and Bucky had been so open and honest with you since you moved in. They wouldn’t judge you and it was time for you to speak your truth.
“I’m more than okay with what happened,” you answered, looking down at your feet. Looking into his face was like looking into the sun. “I mean, literally nothing like that has ever happened to  me before so it was… new. But totally enjoyable.”
“Would you like for it to happen again?”
You swallowed.
“Yes…”
Thor let go of your hand and let his palm find the small of your back, pulling you straight to him. Your bodies were touching now, his lips merely inches from your own. Your head was spinning. His fingers traced your cheek, cupping your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes.
“We can give you the world, my love,” he said, licking his bottom lip. It was so sinful, just his tongue peaking out of his mouth, that you would have ripped your clothes off for him right there if you didn’t have enough sense. “With merely your word of approval.”
You were drunk off of his aura, everything about him drew you in deeper. Hanging on his every word, your eyes glazed over as he leaned down and placed the softest kiss to your cheek. He had you hooked, line and sinker.
“S-so like a… relationship?”
“We can be whatever you want us to be. Bucky and I are okay with that, as long as we both can have you. As long as you’re happy.”
Both…
Thor saw your confusion on your face and began to rub your back.
“I know this a lot,” he said. “But we’re prepared for this. For everything. We’re mentally and, physically, committed to a polyamorous relationship. With you. But only if you’re ready.”
Thor said what Bucky was trying to say at breakfast, what they were both trying to say last night in their touches and affection. You had heard of polyamory before, but had never dabbled in it, nor really knew what it was all about.
“I…” you hesitated, and Thor held onto your words with baited breath, as if his world would be crushed if you rejected him. “Want to know more.”
He smiled, so wide; the toothiest most beautiful grin you’d ever seen.
“Come,” he said, taking your hand again and leading you out of the room. “Let’s go discuss the details with Bucky.”
Thor kissed the top of your hand and sent sparks throughout your entire body. He could still see your nervousness as you hesitated, your brain in overdrive.
“Please don’t worry,” he said. “We’re going to take very good care of you.”
