TW: NSFW 18+ Minors do not interact, fem. Reader, thigh riding, humping, degrading, praise kink, size kink, dominant males, played off as a one night stand (Leonidas & Apollo), pussy eating
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Thor
Thor, who finally placed down his hammer somewhere and found something thrilling in his life that wasn't from battles and endless bloodshed. He was, not visibly, very intrigued by this wish of yours.
Thor, whose way taller and bigger than you, and comes off scary; nonetheless was excited, hiding it well, to watch your little performance for him. He cant wait for you to finish so he can be inside you, stretch your pussy and slide against your wet walls and grab at your shaking legs.
Thor, whose been taking the lead, having his hand on your hip and the other on your back as you face him in this fancy throne chair of his and ride his thigh.
You could feel him tense under you as your hips gave small movements with your pussy leaving a wet feeling along his leg, making him grin as he gave your ass a small slap for making a mess.
Thor, who didn't let you orgasm just yet before he pulled you off and threw you on his throne and stuffed his face down your legs and licked up what you both caused, demanding that you release on his tongue instead.
Poseidon
Poseidon, who didn't seem to care at first and thought it wasn't going to be exciting despite how interested you seemed.. although he was immediately into it
Poseidon, whose pulling at the back of your hair to pull your jaw up and leave space on your neck where he kisses and bites you while he's pushing down on your body so your pussy runs along his thigh with a rough friction.
Poseidon, who wouldn't let you get off of your orgasm until he was satisfied with how long you've been riding his thigh, liking what he's watching and would do it again, in the future.
He's so unfair about this! Wanting to say how boring thigh riding is, at first, but than immediately taking control of your body along his!
Poseidon, who hopes you orgasm without his permission soon so he can throw you off himself and climb on top you so he can finally cum inside of you after all this built up friction just from riding his thigh.
Hades
Hades, whose frustrated with himself that he couldn't have done better with the scenery and arrangements for you, but instead he's stuck at his desk with you humping his thigh.
The clothes were restricting you both, since he still needed to feel professional and finish on paperworks, on new Hellheim arrivals.
Hades, whose allowing this to occur as he tries to finish up his work, but it's no use. He has to put the pen aside and watch you, while his hand is moving down your skirt to pull your panties aside, allowing you to rub against his pant, leaving little wet stains.
Hades, who acknowledges this to be a time for you to take control of the situation and have fun with him, but he's really eager to throw you over his desk soon.
Hes going to have this in the back of his mind now, everytime he sitting at his desk doing work he hopes, when you walk into the room to check in on him, you'll invite yourself to jump on his leg again.. you won't have to ask, if you do.
Beelzebub
Beelzebub, whose hiding such a beautiful body under all those clothes. Legitimately, caught you off guard the first time you saw the details of his upper region alone, sculpted out in a statue. You were so eager to jump on him and see what else he was hiding under his pants, instead.
Beelzebub, who declined the idea at first but couldn't stop thinking about it after some time... Eventually, he brought it up again and obliged to it.
Beelzebub, who began to melt when you first slid your panties down and climbed on his leg like a dog. He watched as you satisfied yourself, slowly beginning to melt into your touch as you also managed to tug his clothes off and kiss his collarbone.
Its driving him crazy, hearing your whimpers as you drag your pussy across his leg. You can feel his body shivering, underneath you, from this strange and new feeling as he watches you get off on him.
Eventually, he's pushing you off and stuffing his face between your legs, getting a good view and taste of what you did to yourself by using him. Using his body!
Heracles
Heracles, who was a bit nervous when you first asked him about doing such a thing. Although, that didn't stop his big smile and from pulling you aside instead of going out to train.
This big brute is such a sweetheart, whose taking care of you throughout with slow movements as he watched both your thighs rub against one of his, riding his big leg like a horse.
Heracles, whose talking to you and asking you if you're alright, wanting to know if this is a good pace. Eventually, he'll begin to pick up the pace as he bounces his thigh beneath you slightly and has his hands touching you slowly, using his words to ask for permission if he can touch here and there.
Heracles, who couldn't last very long before he began to touch you more intimately without asking.. his hands groped and fondled your breasts, pinching your nipples or pushing you to lay back on his knee as he propped his leg up for you.
He loved listening to your muffled whimpers and moans as you stuffed your face into his broad chest, with your arms around his neck. He continued to help move and slide your hips along his skin, getting the right pressure and pace.
Apollo
Apollo, who was immediately thrilled by your little idea and had you pulled aside for himself quicker than you anticipated.
Apollo, whose abuslotely loving your little show and encourages you to keep going. Praising you constantly on how well your hips move along his leg and how beautiful your body looks.
His hands are moving all over your body, because he can't keep them to himself, wanting to touch you and let you see, through his actions, how appreciative he is of this idea of yours
Of course though, this man couldn't keep it to himself very long. Your little drying humping became more intimate from how he distracted you with his lips on your chin, neck and collarbone... And eventually he had you moving like a lap dancer.
Apollo, who'd applaud you for the show and after you're finished with your climax, he finally takes the lead and gives you something to TRULY be excited about.
Leonidas
Leonidas, who'd lay back with a book in his hand and his leg propped up, letting you do all the work for yourself, first. Every once in a while taking a glance up to see you rocking back and forth to get off from your sexual desire for his body... No wonder the Spartans looked up to him for his strength, his body was massive.
Leonidas, who'd literally kick all the Spartans asses if they walked in on you both, after telling them that you guys would be having some.. alone time.
Leonidas, who finally finished his chapter before sitting up and grabbing your hips to help you move your hips along his sturdy thigh. He can feel your body shaking despite barely doing anything.
Leonidas, whose being rough with you yet somehow manages to be a gentleman with how he's treating you in both his words and actions. Biting and nibbling at your shoulders and gripping your legs to leave little red marks and pressing you down on his thighs.. yet also, kissing the little hickeys he left on you.
He's bitting back a laugh and teasing you throughout: being such a dirty thing to ask the Spartan King to do this for you, but he gives you credit for succeeding. He has a shit eating grin as he smokes a cigarette and blows it in your face after you finish with your orgasm.
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[Sorry if this is a little inaccurate? I have no idea when i wrote this this was so long ago. Pretty sure this was after i saw the panel where Thor smiles when humanity wins for the first time]
-The God of Thunder who’s slowly warming up to humanity and CANNOT admit it to anyone and himself.
-After his fight with Lu Bü, he had his whole change-of-heart moment and everything, yes.
-But generational pride stops him from ever getting too close.
-And lets bsfr, even if he was brave enough to be close to someone, he wouldn’t exactly be used to it. A life of being the strongest didn’t exactly help with development of a social life.
-But I feel that if he’d fall, he’d most likely start out with small acts of service, then move on to gifts and quality time.
-It started after his match, when he was walking to the infirmary.
-He noticed you…trailing him. Little mortal weirdo.
-But you slowly entered the room after him and asked if you could see Mjölnir.
-He raised an eyebrow, but slowly tilted its handle towards you to give you a better view.
-You slowly reached out to touch it. Thor watched you closely.
-Your hands traced the markings on it and you asked questions in a soft, steady voice. Purposeful.
-He liked that.
-Before you left, he stopped you and asked your name (insanely surprising, I know)
-He told himself it was for safety purposes yk. Like in case you were doing shady shit, became his enemy and he’d have to off you.
-It wouldnt be hard at all, you mortal.
-In reality, you stole metal from the gods’ side of Asgard and welded your own weapons from them.
-For the Valkyries, you were a lifesaver. Now they didnt have to put theirs on the line for the sake of humankind anymore. You were more than happy to help, of course.
-Back when you were alive, you were amazingly known for incorporating technology into all your works, making your weapons effective and efficient. They were treated like the gold of the Aztecs down on Earth.
-But one day, while you gathered pieces of old weapons from the gods’ version of a junkyard, Thor caught you. It was a pile of his broken, rejected things.
-You apologised quickly to him, and explained yourself the best you could in the presence of the God of Thunder.
-He stopped you. Ramblings of a mortal were always pathetic to him.
-The firm look on his face told you he wouldn’t tell on you. But he needed something in return.
-He broke another weapon. And he needed an extra pair of hands to help him mend.
-Naturally, you agreed. Now you welded weapons for the God of Thunder and humankind’s heroes.
[Pre-Relationship]
-Thor and you grew…close??? Could that even describe the fact that you were a speck of dust that he kept around?
-He still ignored you for the most part, unless it was completely necessary to talk to you.
-But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t notice things about you.
-Like your little quirks, your hobbies, your skills.
-It was all so foreign to him. So human.
-It wasn’t decided yet whether that was a good thing or not.
-Like the fact that you still look at him like how you looked at the sun. Like it would burn your eyes. But to be fair, he was much taller than you and practically oozed a gold-like aura.
-All your small flaws always reminded him of what you are. Human. He, like the other ethereal beings didnt have the best relationship with your kind. I mean, Ragnarok happened for a reason.
-Humans are greedy, selfish little evolved apes. A known fact among the immortals.
-Yet you made him question that ideology.
-He noticed how small, simple things would make you happy. Like food, books, art.
-There was a certain…spark in the way you looked like you enjoyed what you did that made him question truly whether all the gods were doing was right.
-Occasionally, he would wonder. Wonder how you could be so joyful and enthusiastic about things from your old life.
-A life is so short. How could you have been content with everything you achieved when you clearly didn’t achieve all your goals? How does one even manage to get attached to something that seemed like the equivalence of a year for his kind?
-On an evening where he felt a little adventurous, he asked you so. You smiled and replied easily, “Why would I dwell on the things I dont have when there is so much I already hold?”
-That made him even more confused. Does that mean you were settling for less? Did you not have an ounce of determination?? Or does that mean that your goals would just change? If so, were they really goals or just mere fantasies?? Then, what exactly did you strive for? *What do humans strive for?*
-Despite that, he knew he would eventually understand. You were just…a complicated creature.
-He had to admit, there was a certain creativity you incorporated into his weapons that he hadn’t seen in his other welders.
-The patterns felt artistic, opening him up to new emotions when he did talk to his weapons (which was a lot)
-You were expressive. After all, he had seen your works a few times.
-He had stared at a painting of the sunrise across the ocean, a storm on the horizon for the longest time.
-You stepped in, and explained to him what it was. A piece that represented the unpredictability of life. Yet, the contentment that laid within.
-He looked down at you. You smiled back. “…I strive for different things in my life. And every one left me on another path. But I never came back empty handed.”
-Thor stared at you for the longest time after that. He never looked at you nor your paintings the same again.
-Whatever the hell was going on with his mind seriously fucked with his normalcy.
-He couldnt go an hour without subtly brushing past you or staring at you while you worked (in a not-so-subtle way)
-Eventually, he cornered you somewhere. “…What do humans think love is?”
-You were taken aback, but assumed things were going on in his life that he wouldn’t EVER talk about in detail.
-Then moments later, he blurted out: “Hm. I was right. I am…in love with you.” (words sputtered out firmly but with like an hour’s pause between each one).
-You smiled and returned his feelings, followed by his nonchalant hum in response.
-But his heart was beating in his throat when you held his hand.
[Dating<333]
-He wouldnt know love if it smacked him in the face with his own hammer.
-He is indifferent to all affection, but slowly begins accepting it
-The gods and goddesses aren’t exactly known to have amazing marriages//love stories.
-Because they are his only example, love has never been something they worked towards. Something they felt.
-It wasnt anything they regarded as special or beautiful. Just something that kind of happened
-Even most marriages he knew were marriages of convenience.
-So loving you is a struggle. But a struggle he was willing to go through.
-He leaves you alone a lot. You thought (at first) that it was because he didnt want to get affectionate.
-After much courage, you asked him why he was still so distant.
-“…I hear…that humans get..overwhelmed by new changes. Scaring you is not my intention.”
-Safe to say that after that, you began willingly spending more time with him.
-He also watched Ragnarok matches with you, and explains what techniques are being used by the gods while you tell him each humans’ backstory (hope your world history is good)
-If you havent guessed, yes, his love language is quality time.
-There is something about letting someone into his personal bubble and not feeling weird about it that touches his heart.
-He does not do acts of service (hes a lil warrior prince who will most certainly kill for you though)
-Physical touches takes him a while to get used to. Eventually, he’ll be alright, but never make the first move (unless…yk).
-Sometimes, he watches you weld his weapons, just to see the process of your creative flow (its new to him) and also give you pointers and criticism.
-He does love cuddle time. Really.
-You’re super warm but he’s too big for your bed so his place it is.
-Before you know it, you’ve moved most of your treasured things in and is already thinking about the future.
-“Half-gods were certainly not unheard of”, was one of Thor’s late night thoughts after sparring.
-His first sign that this was getting serious. He was thinking about kids with you now. (He panicked and his brain kind of spiralled when he thought of marriage with you. Especially a big one, inviting all the other gods and stuff. His reputation as a warrior would literally die)
-Later on, you smiled and told him that you’d be fine with a small wedding. He smiled back, one of the rare times he did, as he touched the ring on your finger.
If it's okay can I please ask for a yandere Poseidon with a female darling that he kidnaps but she is obedient and quiet because she knows escaping is not an option so she might as well accept it and she tries not to make him angry
If any of you saw this one it means that I'm starting to take request randomly from my inbox so congratulations to the one who requested this you got this first~ probably because I got an idea on what to write~
ℙ𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕚𝕕𝕠𝕟 𝕩 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣
It all happened at 'love at first sight'. You were a human. Just a normal human. You like to study about the sea. You love the animals there.
You even have a fish tank at home for some of the aquatic animals. While you were on a vacation near a beach wearing your sundress and a cute hat. You were looking at the ocean like it's where you truly belongs.
"y/n! We're going to swim around you coming?" Ask one of your friend. "Wait for me! I go fetch my sunscreen!" Your friends nodded and quickly run to the water.
As for Poseidon, someone reported to him that they saw some humans trying to have fun at his 'house'. He was furious because he knows they will polluted his dear ocean/sea.
Thus, while you were applying your sunscreen you didn't notice the very big wave that came towards you and your friends. They were so focused on what they were doing until it was too late.
Screaming here and there from your friends as you try to save them but fail. Sadly the wave hits you and you hits your head on a rock. Typical love story.
As you were in and out of your own consciousness. A group of dolphins swim to you and circle you before guiding you to Poseidon.
As they arrive he was mad at the dolphins but not forever.
"why did you bring a mortal here?" He ask them.
They just swim to him happily and swim away. Thus, he took you in while smirking. No one knows what the dolphins said to him.
𝘈 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳
You wake up with a headache. Then realize that your head was bandaged and you were wearing some kind of nightgown.
Then when you try to sit a hand quickly pull you back down. You were shocked. You slowly turn around and behold you saw the most beautiful man who has blonde hair with a beautiful face. You were blushing.
Then, the man open his eye and damn!! You are melting! That deep blue eyes. 'I think I just fall in love' you thought.
He caresses your cheeks and smiles yes smiles. 'goddamn it!! It just make me fall harder!!' your heart is beating fast.
"who are you?" You ask him after collecting some courage. "Your husband" he replied.
"eh--"
As quickly as you said that. As quickly as you guys got married. And when you realize you. It's your first night together with him as newlyweds. You are still in dazed. (Who wouldn't)
"a-ah I never got your name?" He carries you towards the bathroom. "Poseidon that's my name" you nodded as you let him carry you to the bathroom. (What you guys did in there is up to u 🤨 sus moment)
𝘈 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳
You notice how some of the male workers has gone missing. Yes you're not stupid to realize that it was Poseidon doing. How you know?
Simple you were talking to the butler the other days and then just now a maid reported to you that the butler had resigned. Coincidence?
Here's another situation. You were talking to the chef about your craving as you were talking and laughing Poseidon walked past both of you and the chef trembled. He quickly excused himself. That's not all the next day you heard the chef got eaten by a shark!! How cruel is that!! Coincidence? I THINK NO!
So thus, you test this theory. You ask a certain 'someone' to pretend as a male worker and talk to you happily. As Poseidon notices your eyes widen. You were getting touchy with that workers.
Then, the butler lean closer to you from his point of view it looks like he's kissing you.
His face darkens and he quickly throws his trident towards the male. What shocked him the most is that the male manages to capture the trident even before it can hit him. "Now now lord Poseidon~" the male chuckle. He recognized that voice.
"Hermes...what are you doing here.." he walk towards him. "Aunty here was wondering about the Olympus"
"absolutely no! She won't go there I forbid her from going!" Hermes just shook his head.
"uncle...if you keep aunty in the dark it only worsen her mental health. I'm speaking from experience." Hermes reply (hint ii 🫣)
"you know nothi--"
"I still regret it uncle... it's because of me she's crazy. All because of obsession." He add and walk away disappearing into the shadows. You just tilt your head. "Poseidon?"
You call to him softly catching his attention.
He lead you away while still glaring at nothing.
You pout and jump to hug his neck. He quickly catches you. "What is it" he ask.
"sorry I promise I won't do it again..." You hug him. "....why don't you run away from me" the sudden question freeze you.
"well you see no matter where I run you always find me right? So what's the point" he was shock.
"is that why you never intended to run away?" You nodded at his answer.
He softly kisses you and smiles genuinely. "Thank you for accepting me....y/n" you smile and hug him again happily.
"you remember my name! Yay"
He just shook his head and carry you to the dining room.
Hey can you do Loki × reader where Loki had been shape shifting himself into cute animals and got the attention of reader who found him super cute and took him with her and he soon caught feelings?
Sure♥️ this is so cute. Loki is honestly such a cutie patootie guys
Pairings : Loki × Reader
You were out for a stroll and suddenly came across a super cute animal. Unbeknownst to you, this adorable creature was actually Loki who you coincidentally stumbled upon. Great, you took him with you after deluding yourself into believing you couldn't just leave him there so that's that. He was certain he'd find a way to sneak off, but later realized he had caught feelings.
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Softie🐇
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"Where might lord Loki be?"
"I was sure he was here a while ago! Lord Odin won't be pleased about this..."
A few servants came, tasked to look for none other than Loki. He was far from interested though. how many times do they have to hold meetings for? Can't they just make a group chat or something? That would be less of a hassle, they just have to make it fancy. Sneaking off from an important meeting and possibly a few duties to take care off, Loki was more interested in having some fun. What better way than to explore a bit? Maybe eavesdropping for some gossip from other deities about the most recent affairs and cheating scandals happening, ooor maybe stalking Brunhilde for a bit. Both sound evenly tempting.
He hadn't visited Brunhilde in a while, so why not?
After looking around to make sure the previous servants had left, he made his way to where he'd usually find her, in the garden, reminiscing about the time she played around with the other Valkyries. All the while oblivious (maybe) to Loki who had been watching her. Oh, Göll was there too. Yes, she noticed Loki there, but couldn't really bring it up because of his intense stare. During his time eavesdropping on Brunhilde, he had heard her talk about things she found interest in. One of which were some plants that could be found in the human realm. But, since she was a Valkyrie, she'd need a good reason and special approval to visit earth. (I didn't research about this, srry)
Loki didn't waste a second to run off with his newfound knowledge. Boy was he ecstatic! Imagine Brunhilde's expression when he brings her these delicacies just for her! That's what he thought atleast, so off he went. It wasn't his first time visiting the human realm, so that shouldn't really be a problem for him. That meeting he was supposed to attend? Screw that! He has more important matters to tend to.
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Loki was now down on earth scouting. Did he inform anyone? Nah.
He had taken many forms from birds to humans, hoping to find some info about the specific plant he was looking for. And after a bit of searching, he found them! But, they were from a little garden. He transformed back into his original form, staring at the plants and making sure they were the exact ones, until—
"What was that?" The second that phrase was said, he immediately transformed back into a bunny, a last minute decision when he heard the door open. Stepping out of the door and into the garden was a woman, wearing a worn out big jumper paired with a shirt that had some outdated meme. Did that matter? No. His mission was to bring back the plants to Brunhilde. That was the plan, yes, but he kind of gotten himself into something. "Aww, a bunny!" Before he got the chance to hop away as a ball of fluff, you raced him and took hold of him.
Great.
"So cute...let's give you a bath?" You walked further and further away from his jackpot, holding him and preparing a warm bath while he kept eyeing the door to the garden. His plans were quickly interrupted when you soaked him into the bath, gently washing him up with some soap and rinsing it off with some water. Okay, he appreciates that a bit, but he still had something to do— oh, okay you're feeding him now after drying him up. Maybe once that's done, you'll release him? Still no. You were petting him and playing with his ears. It didn't seem like you were showing signs of releasing him. But he did scout a good while for those plants and you seemed to be the one who had them. Maybe you also had other plants that Brunhilde liked, yeah! Now he had a new plan.
Try to find more of the plants in your garden that Brunhilde liked, and when you don't notice, he'll sneak off and bring them to her. You might be wondering, why not just have servants get them instead? No, he wanted to prove himself. He wanted to bring the gift to her and brag about what he had to do to get it, and have her swoon over him.
That's his new plan.
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What he didn't expect from you was when you insisted on going everywhere with him, your sweet bunny. Dressing him up in bows, frilly dresses, a tie, a hat, it was weird. But, he can't really lie to himself and say he didn't enjoy it, because he eventually started warming up to you. It started with petting him, cuddling him, talking to him, and being very affectionate. He really didn't understand how he felt about you. Not only that, but he still hasn't showed up in the divine realm where multiple servants were looking for him.
Now, he was cuddling with you on the plush bed, while you stared at him. There was something about your gaze, it was so full of love.
He was always looked up to, feared even. But one of the reasons he caught feelings for Brunhilde was because she treated him differently. But now, she's cold to him and barely even looks at him. It broke his heart when he realized his attempts at trying to get her to like him again were failing
And then, you came. You stared at him with so much care, so much affection, something he didn't know he'd been craving. Just from your actions towards him, the way you treated him, it made his heart flutter in a way it never did before. And for a moment, he didn't think of Brunhilde, he didn't think of his duties and responsibilities. There was just you, your name engraved into his thoughts. And that's when he realized,
He caught feelings.
But there was a part of him. A part of him that was afraid of getting rejected and having his heart broken once again. And the other part of him couldn't help but fantasize what would happen if you did end up returning his feelings. Not only that, he also knew he couldn't just stay as a bunny. He'd have to reveal his true form somehow, and it made him a bit nervous thinking about your reaction. He had learned a lot after Brunhilde.
He DID end up revealing himself to you, unintentionally.
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It was a rainy night, and you had fallen asleep after tending to your chores and your garden. Loki made sure you were fast asleep before turning back into his god form, staring down at you. He wasn't tired, and he took a liking to watching you instead. He gently caressed your head, letting his mind wander. His curiousity got the best of him, and he decided to whisper a sweet "I love you" in your ear, his thumb brushing over your lip and tracing it. This simple act resulted in you waking up, catching him. He was about to transform back, but you stopped him, holding his hand in place.
The look on your face already explained a lot for him, and he knew you were probably going to want him to leave after lying to you.
"Is that you, bunny?"
Those words, uttered so softly to him. Like a cloud for him to lay on and float in, gentle and comforting. He quickly snapped out of it, a very frantic look on his face.
"I-no...well, yes. But please listen to me! I didn't know how to tell you...! I swear it just happened—" His frantic words were spilling out, but you stopped him from explaining himself further. Your finger hovering over his lips while he was still panicking.
"Who are you exactly?" That tone held no hatred, no disappointment. It was still the same tone you used towards him when he was in his animal form, and it helped calm him down a little. He knew he couldn't lie to you, what he did was outright abnormal after all. So he let out a big sigh.
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After explaining to you everything, he expected you to be done with him. He prepared himself for you to get mad, but instead, he felt your hands cup his face. When I tell you this caught him SO off gaurd he didn't even notice the blush appearing on his cheeks.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? That's actually insane." You smiled at him, kneading his cheeks like dough. "You're not mad?" You shook your head no. "Should I be?" He didn't respond, and his dumbfounded expression made you giggle. "Loki..." When he heard you say his name for the very first time, it just felt so right. It was like you were testing his name on your tongue, he felt like he was on cloud nine. His expressions were so cute, you really took a liking to him. So you leaned in, and pressed your lips against his cheek while he froze, eyes widening.
"I like your name very much. And you said you're a Norse god? This feels like a dream, I'm honored."
Despite knowing who he was, you still embraced him with warmth. Bringing your hand to his head and caressing him slowly, his face only flushing a brighter red. "Why did you decide to stay? I'm only a human. There's nothing special about me."
"You're wrong!" He was quick to talk back when you doubted yourself, because it wasn't true. You were so much more than just 'special', you were who he had been yearning for all along. How could you say that about yourself? "You're so much more than that, I know it." His gaze drifted downwards, obviously hurt by your own words. It was surprising to think that someone like him cared so much about you, it was cute. His reactions really brought a smile to your face, and so, you brought yourself closer to him.
Smooch
....
What. Was. That. WHAT WAS THAT?? You? Him? Did you just- to him? You kissed his cheek?! You swore you could see smoke coming from his ears, while he stared at you like you just did something no other had ever done before. The silence was quite awkward, not that you really cared. He however was still shocked, unable to process what just happened. And then, he jumped from where he was and his fingers intertwined with yours.
"Please, marry me!"
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Time had passed, and you were brought to the divine realm. Tidying up your bed and staring out the window, you smile to yourself. You stare at the sky, seeing birds and different bird like creatures flying around and doing tasks. But that wasn't the reason you found comfort there.
The door opened, and you looked over your shoulder, already knowing who it was. Loki.
"Love, guess what I bought for you!"
You both finally sealed your relationship together, and he made it well known that the two of you were tightly together. Who would've thought?
“The next contender who shall be opposing against the formidable strength of Shiva/Poseidon/Hades/Thor/Zerofuku, is none other than, [Name], the small force that sent the world into a quake with her brilliance!”
The clamour that roared through the area is steadily halted as the opponent steps into the light, being replaced by confused shouts and sneers as the small child looks around her. “Remain calm, young one.” Her chosen Valkyrie, Timora, reassures, rubbing her shoulder. [Name]’s eyes fall upon her rival, who seems to have halted slightly in his might.
Shiva
“A child?” Shiva whispers, confused as he looks to Heimdall, who sets himself upright with a shrug. “Beware underrating them.” Heimdall states with a slight chuckle, twirling his Gjallarhorn. Shiva briefly looks to his wives, who halt their cheers with slightly worried glances to one another and him.
“Shiva…god of destruction and greatest brawler of the Indian Pantheon.” [Name] looks up at him, slightly narrowing her eyes as she observes him. “That’s me. What’s a child like you doing here?” Shiva asks, looking down at her with a frown.
“I’m representing humanity, obviously.”
“Ha, that’s ridiculous!”
“Well, let’s see who’s ridiculous after this.” [Name] throws her weapon towards him, who easily dodges.
Sobs are evident within Nifelhel as the noises pour out of the child’s mouth. Across them, Shiva’s body weakens with strain forced out of it with every minute that passes. His severed arm aches and blood seeps out of the multiple wounds acquired from the fight. [Name] clutches onto her arm, where burnt clothing and flesh mix in an aching blend.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” [Name] looks to Timora, her Valkyrie, who wraps her arms around her with a pained smile. “I don’t know why I can’t even look at him. He must be hurting and there’s nothing I can do about it. I had to.” She speaks from
“Congratulations. You are a formidable fighter.” Shiva praises, laughing slightly at the irony before stopping to rub his aching rib. He falls to the ground to get his parting bearings together, and [Name] runs to him, despite her shame. “There must be something I can do, Timora! How can I allow him to remain like this?!” Her hands are stained with blood as she looks for critical points to tend to.
[Name]’s arm is grasped by Shiva, who slowly shakes his head pitifully. “I’m afraid you’ve won, [Name].”
“I’m sorry.” [Name] sighs, wiping her eyes as the man begins to disintegrate.
Hades
There’s much that the fearsome man has seen in his life, from a countless amount of warriors who fought for their beliefs to revelations that last centuries.
However, he did not expect to have a child in front of him, eyes fileld with determination and chest puffed when Heimdall introduces them them.
“A…child?” His eyes narrow, turning to Heimdall with a glare. “It’s fair, Sir. Trust me on this.” Heimdall sputters, spooked as he furthers away from him.
“I won’t tolerate being underrated.” [Name] straightens her weapon, aiming sharply at him. Hades is quick to catch onto her experience, her arms and feet angled in the manner of an experienced warrior.
“This is ridiculous. I am not battling a child.” The man thinly dodges the force [Name] throws at him, intensifying on their role as an opponent with every push.
“I certainly am not treating you with the respect of one!” [Name] backtracks as Hades gains his ground, swiping his bindet across the air to push the child back. “This is not a playground. You will get hurt.”
“Worry for yourself, God of the Underworld.”
Hades groans, pain filling his senses as his body actively fights the urge to tumble over. In his failure, his head meets with a soft body instead of the hard ground, and hs eyes loom upwards to look at the impeding figure. A tear falls onto his face, and he’s met with the expression of a guilty contender.
“I didn’t think I’d feel like this.” The young child starts out, her voiced pitched and a sob is shaken out of her. Her Valkyrie remains silent, rubbing her back with a sorrowful glance at her. It is shared to Hades, who looks away.
“Your technique… is impressive. It seems to have taken inspiration from the previous fighters.” [Name] chuckles painfully at that, smiling slightly. “Was it too obvious?”
“With your adaptation of them, the fighters themselves may have caught on to them.” Hades responds, smiling slightly at the young being. His eyes skim over the injuries he impacted onto the young child, and a tinge of guilt strikes him. “Those injuries will heal.” He states, looking at a particular burn mark infused into the child’s attire. “You were a formidable fighter.” Hades states as he begins to fade away, directing a smile at the child with his hand outstretched. [Name] accepts the handshake, skin tingling when the sparks reach the organ. “Thank you.”
Poseidon
“Hmph.” The man starts, looking down on the child who maintains a blank look at him. “This is a child. Humanity has no other worthy contender? Typical.”
“I’m a match for you, Poseidon.” [Name] remarks, glaring at the man while preparing her weapon. Poseidon seethes in response, bringing his trident into the light. “I will not allow such remarks from a puny human.” For a moment, Poseidon glances at his brother, who nods.
“You’re too sure of yourself.” [Name] remarks, scouting around him for assessment.
He blasts the trident’s power toward [Name], and she thinly dodges it with a gasp. “Amazing!” She aims her weapon at Poseidon’s side, slightly grazing him. He looks down at the evident tear on his cloth and huffs. “Juvenile.”
Ache fills Posideon as he lies on the ground utterly defeated. His dismembered hands pour out blood rapidly and cover the floor.
A distance away from him, [Name] breathes heavily, simmering the rush of the battlefield. She looks at him and her eyes water. Poseidon, hears the child’s sobs and scoffs with a glare directed towards them. “What ails you, child? Isn’t this what you wanted?” [Name] looks at him pitifully, rubbing snot with her hand, to their collective disgust.
“I just don’t want anyone to die.” She admits, still maintaining her distance despite the urge to move closer and provide a solace of sorts.
“You shall be cursed for this.” Poseidon responds bitterly, but beacons [Name] closer. She hesitates for a moment, but she moves a little closer to the man, not being within his possible reach. The blood she steps on encourages nausea, but she holds it in.
“I don’t believe that humanity will win, less at the hands of you. But, at the very least, present yourself well in your other battles. No one tolerates a slobbering fiend.” Poseidon seethes as he begins to fade away. The last sight of him [Name] sees is the contempt on his face.
Thor
“Hmm…” The god looks across the arena, eyes lowered upon the child who looks up at him, hands gripping air idly.
“A child?” Thor turns to Heimdall, who furthers the distance between them. “Do not fret, god. They are a worthy competitor.”
“The Norse god himself… I’ve heard of myths.” [Name] says, shifting to a stance as did he. “You’re quite proactive.” She states, scanning his movements and Mjölnir when it begins to flash sparks. She clutches onto her weapon, as a response.
“I don’t base myself on presumptions.”
“Good.”
“Ugh…” [Name] groans, and looks across her from the wet ground. In the distance lies Thor, beaten down with blood splaying around him. Mjölnir’s to his side, fading sparks evident.
“You put in good effort.” He starts, straining his eyes to look at the young warrior who forcefully turns their head to him. “I’m down.”
“No…” Thor hears a loud sob with slight sniffles. “I’m severely injured and you’re about to die. It shouldn’t be like this.”
The wails increase, and Thor feels a tinge of pity. “No need to cry about it. We all knew what we fought for.” He responds as he begins fading away, to [Name]’s dismay. “Perhaps you should have been a warrior in Asgard.” [Name] bitterly laughs at that. “I’m not one to wish damnation on Humanity.” Thor huffs and chuckles in response.
Timora gently lifts her into her arms, careful not to injure her. She uses her abilities to provide slight relief, and calms when the wounds start to close. “I wish I didn’t have to end like this. I won, but I’m not thrilled.”
“Take some pride in it. You are a formidable fighter.” [Name] sobs into her Valkyrie's chest when he fades into nothingness.
Zerofuku
“Hmm…”
Zerofuku observes the child across him, determination on her eyes, and her weapon to her side. It fills him with a feeling long lost when their eyes meet, and a tinge of horror flows through him.
“There has to be a better competitor. I will not battle a child.” He states, stomping his feet slightly and thrusts his hammer into the ground. Gasps and small jeers are heard around him, but he remains still in his decision. “It’s quite pathetic.” Zero glares at [Name], who glares back with her weapon pointed at him. “Do not underestimate me.” The weapon is thrown, and tears through Zero’s cloth, narrowly missing his skin.
“How dare you—!” Zero starts, but is quickly shut down by a push of his legs to the ground. He jumps up quickly, and uses his hammer to quickly block off another shove. “Damn it! You’ll pay for that!
“You should appreciate yourself more.” [Name] says from the distance, exhausted as her low eyes scan his dishevelled and scarred form. The slight sniffles she hears are enough to stir some within her.
“I’m so… sorry.” Zerofuku apologises, snivelling with his back turned to her as he knelt. His whimpers are evident, and sync with hers as she sobs. He feels a warmth behind him and looks down after the tiny hands on his stomach that clutch onto him. “It’s okay. I certainly didn’t provide you with room to make any other choice.”
“You’re misguided, but not a terrible individual. I… noticed that you didn’t aim to kill when you had a chance to with the Storm Form of your axe.” [Name] says, and Zerofuku stills. “You are really intelligent.”
“I know.” The young child softly smiles through tears at her Valkyrie, who lightly pokes her cheek and pats her with a handkerchief. Zerofuku turns to look at her, and tightly hugs her.
“You did so well, [Name].” Zerofuku smiles at her, parting to brush off her tears as he begins to fade away. “Stay here. You’re better now.” [Name] pleads, tightly clutching onto his hand, but the fading spreads to it.
“I hope you find happiness.” [Name] clutches onto Timora, who lifts her into her arms as they watch him fade.
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Honestly, dunno if anyone can tell but I actually suck at drawing guys * I just feel more comfy drawing girls, 'tis the bane of the artist that grew up only drawing women.
Anyways—
• Lu Bu and Thor's actors are gym bros. They arm wrestle in the set. It's a Thing, I don't make the rules *
• I couldn't decide whether to give actor! Apollo short or long hair so I did both, I'll upload the short hair version under this.
• Apollo's actor is the typical super extrovert but he's actually got a lot of EQ and social skillz so he comes across as charming instead of a jackass— which is the only reason why he somehow became friends with Leonidas' despite being like a decade his junior and wholly different life experiences
• Simo and Anubis somehow became friends and no one knows how or when. Just accept it.
• Aphrodite's actress' probably got like the demon back muscles or something *
• Brunhilde doll may or may not be haunted... We won't know until Loki is killed in a mysterious way or not.
That's it for now.
I know I have whole lotta people missing (R6 fighter, Sasaki, Qin, R4, for example) but there's honestly too many characters I'm realizing * I'll do them when I can, I honestly just draw whatever I feel inspired to.
To spice up the bedroom, you ask Thor to use his lightning powers on you.
CW: electrostimulation, spanking, clit zapping (idek if that’s what it’s called, but fuck it that’s what it will be called today)
One evening during a Norse party in Valhalla, Loki—the trickster god of mischief—approached you. You swallowed your sip of mead and turned your focus towards him.
“What do you want, trickster?” You asked, furrowing your brow. Though he was technically Thor’s Uncle, you’d never met him before. Then again, you’d met very few of the Norse up close and personal. You and Thor had only recently started seeing each other after all.
“A little raven told me that you and Thor have gotten to know each other,” he smirked widely, his violet eyes glinting in mischief. “Quite intimately.”
“That’s true,” you replied before taking another sip of mead. Such news was obvious, you didn’t understand why the trickster pointed it out. Your eyes scanned the room, trying to figure out where Thor was. Ever since you’d grabbed a pint of mead, you had lost him and had no one to talk to. No one save for Loki, of course.
“Tell me, how far have the two of you gone?” Loki asked, his grin widening wolfishly. Your cheeks flushed hotly at the invasive question.
“That’s none of your business,” you hissed, narrowing your eyes at his indecency.
“You don’t need to tell me any graphic details,” Loki continued his invasive line of questioning. “I just need to know…has he ever shocked you before?”
“Well he does generate a lot of static electricity. So he’s stung me from time to time,” you shrugged, still trying to comb the room for Thor. “But I thought everyone could feel that?”
“Oh no I don’t mean a bit of static electricity,” Loki shook his head. “I mean an actual shock. With electric currents.”
You choked on your mead at that.
“The fuck?!” You asked incredulously, your face flaming at Loki’s indecency.
“You know, like how the humans use those electric BDSM wands during sex. Has Thor never done something like that with you?” Loki pressed.
“No!” You instantly replied. “Why the hell would he even think about that?! And besides, how would he even use mjölnir in the bedroom?”
“Well he wouldn’t need to use mjölnir,” he elaborated. “You know the hammer doesn’t give him the power. It merely harnesses it and concentrates it.”
You blinked. You’d never realized that before.
“The thunder and lightning rush through his veins. They’re a part of him,” Loki continued. “The ocassional static you feel when he comes near you or touches you is that latent electricity. Now imagine what it would feel like if that was sharper, stronger, more powerful. Wouldn’t that be fun to feel?”
Your face was flaming like an inferno when Loki had finished his monologue. Never ever had you thought about Thor using his powers like that, but now the trickster god had you feeling curious.
“I’m surprised he hasn’t done anything yet though. I wasn’t expecting a man with so many lovers to be so vanilla,” Loki continued with a wolfish grin.
“He’s not vanilla!” You protested, accidentally raising your voice. You slammed a hand over your mouth, trying to retroactively shut yourself up. Thankfully, over the commotion, very few other gods turned to face you. A few cocked their heads though, now wanting to tune in.
“Oh, really?” Loki replied, steepling his fingers together. “Tell me more, deary. Does he use ropes? Toys? Does he have you call him daddy? Does he spank you—“
The faint smell of petrichor filled your nostrils right before Thor emerged from the crowd and swatted the back of Loki’s head, shutting the trickster up. Your skin prickled with static electricity as Thor grasped the trickster by his green locks and looked down at him with steely eyes.
“That’s enough out of you,” Thor muttered in a low voice, making Loki whimper as he tried to free himself from Thor’s grasp. “Stop pestering (Y/N). You’re being an ass.”
When Thor released Loki’s head from his grasp, Loki looked back at him and huffed.
“You’re no fun. I just wanted to get to know her better, that’s all,” Loki pouted. Thor narrows his eyes at that.
“Somehow I find it impossible to believe that,” Thor replied. “It’s never something innocent or simple with you.”
Before Loki could retort any further, Thor marched past him and delicately took hold of your hand. You gasped softly as you felt his static shock you. After what Loki had said, you were all too aware now of the sensation of the electricity gently nipping at your skin. Now you wondered what more of it would really feel like. Thor raised his brow at that.
“Are you alright, (Y/N)?” He asked. You quickly nodded, not wanting to dwell on the subject.
“Good,” he sighed. “Let’s get out of here then. Father’s too busy for me to introduce you to him anyways.”
With that, you let Thor lead you to his bedroom, though your mind was plagued with thoughts about him using his electricity on you.
The second you got to Thor’s bedroom, he slammed the door shut. He quickly hoisted you up, holding your body flush against his as he pulled you into a possessive kiss. Once again, you were all too aware of the static that stung your skin as he melded his lips against yours. You sighed and melted into the kiss, feeling as if it was your first time kissing him all over again. Never before had you noticed that static sting, nor had you processed how addicting it was.
You groaned in protest when Thor pulled his lips from yours.
“Tell me what’s on your mind,” he muttered, his lips mere centimeters from yours.
“W-what?” You stuttered.
“Something Loki said was making you horny,” he replied.
“What?!” You asked, voice cracking with panic. “How did you even know—“
“I’m a fertility god,” Thor reminded you. “I can smell spikes in desire.”
You gulped as you realized that. He had never told you that before. As a matter of fact, none of the fertility gods you knew had ever mentioned that.
“Once I sensed that spike, all I could think about was you. And how I need to have you,” Thor admitted, capturing your lips in a quick, short kiss. You gasped again as you felt the static sting your lips. Once again, he pulled away too quickly. “So tell me, what’s on your mind?”
“Loki had asked me if you’d ever shocked me before…in a sexual way,” you admitted, face flaming again. Thor’s eyes widened at that.
“What?” He muttered.
“And it made me curious about what it would feel like…if you did that to me,” you muttered. You may as well have been a fire goddess, the way your face was burning.
“What?” Thor echoed, his brows raising as you admitted that. “You want me to shock you on purpose?”
“Just forget it,” you shook your head, too embarrassed to admit what you wanted. Though you’d told Loki Thor wasn’t vanilla, in reality you hadn’t gotten experimental with him in the bedroom. The most you’d ever done with him was when he spanked you or put a cloth around your mouth due to you being too loud in your thin-walled room.
Thor gently grasped your chin with his calloused fingers, turning you to look him in the eye.
“If that’s what you truly want, then I’ll do it,” he said, looking at you with tenderness in his eyes. “But not tonight. I’ll need to visit Mimir first.”
You nodded.
“Just tell me when I guess,” you mumbled.
“Now that that’s out of the way,” Thor said. “Let me take you.”
When his static-charged lips pressed against you once again, you immediately melted into his embrace, letting him take you to his bed and tenderly fuck you. The whole time, all you could think about was what it might feel like for him to shock you with his electric touch.
XXX
Thor didn’t mention anything about the electric play until several weeks later. By that time, you’d almost forgotten about it.
As you were talking to one of the goddesses from your pantheon, Thor approached you and bent down, gently whispering for you to follow him. Immediately, you waved goodbye to the goddess and let Thor guide you towards the Norse pantheon.
As soon as he closed the door to his chambers, he pulled you into another electrifying kiss. You instantly melted into it, tangling your fingers in his long, scarlet locks. Without much preamble, Thor took you to his bed, laying you down beneath him as he continued to gently kiss you, slipping his tongue into your mouth. You eagerly submitted to his touch, letting him explore your body. You huffed in protest when he suddenly pulled his lips from yours.
“Are you sure you still want me to shock you?” He asked. “If Loki had pressured you into this, we don’t have to continue.”
“No! I still want to try it out,” you protested. “I don’t care that your shady uncle was the one who suggested it; I genuinely want to try it with you. I want to see how all of you feels like.”
You tenderly laced your fingers between his and looked directly into his golden eyes.
“He told me that your lightning rushes through your veins constantly,” you said while rubbing your fingers against his own, trying to concentrate on feeling that electric buzz beneath his skin. “That it’s a part of you. I want to feel that part of you.”
Thor’s cheeks flushed the softest pink as you admitted that. It was difficult to catch the lightning god off guard. It seemed he’d never done this before, and maybe he was more interested in it than he’d let on.
“If that’s what you want, then I’ll do it,” he replied, gently kissing you again before slowly stripping you. “We can stop whenever you need to.”
XXX
After Thor had thoroughly fingered you and made you come undone around his fingers, he gently laid you across his lap. Your torso rested on the bed, but your hips and thighs were suspended across his legs, your ass up and ready to be struck.
“If you need a break, please tell me,” Thor told you, tenderly rubbing the skin of your rump before he took his hand away.
The hairs on your body rose, your body filled with tingling anticipation as you heard a soft crackling noise above you. The scent of petrichor in the room grew stronger and the room felt colder before Thor’s hand whipped through the air, crashing against your right arse cheek with a thunderous clap.
You cried out and shook at the force of the spank. Before you could recover from the sting of the strike, you felt the strangest sensation travel from the calloused flesh of his palm to your tender flesh. It started out as a soft, gentle buzz then bloomed into a strong, electric sting. The powerful electric current quickly shot from his palm to your flesh, rushing through your skin into your body.
You felt the shock travel beneath your skin and through your veins, throttling through your nervous system. You’d never felt anything like this before. You couldn’t help but part your lips and express your pain. Rather than a scream of torment though, an agonized moan shook your vocal cords, shocking both you and Thor.
Then the electric sensation suddenly stopped. Your body still quivered slightly as you recovered from the intense new sensation of his enchanted lightning flowing inside of your skin.
“Are you alright, (Y/N)?” Thor asked after a moment, gently massaging your skin.
“Do it again,” was your only response.
“Are you sure?” Thor asked, frowning. Though you had moaned out in bliss, he was still concerned.
“Please,” you begged him. “I want this.”
That was all Thor needed to hear to do it again.
Once again, you heard a crackling noise above you. It was slightly louder than the first charge. Thor’s hand whipped through the air even quicker, landing on your left arse cheek this time. The electric current entered your body far more quickly with the second strike. Immediately, you twitched and jolted as it rocketed through your system before suddenly dissipating, leaving your body as quickly as it had entered.
When you stopped writhing and moaning, Thor’s other hand gingerly parted your legs. He raised his brow as he saw just how wet and sticky your inner thighs were. He then gently trailed two fingers against your folds and gasped in slight shock as he realized just how wet you were. You were even wetter than when he’d fingered you. He expected you to immediately tell him to stop, to cower in pain. Never had he expected you to be so aroused by his lightning.
Without thinking, he rubbed his thumb against your clit. His impulsive thoughts took over and he pressed his thumb against your clit, letting the tiniest jolt of electricity buzz against your clit.
“Oh gods!” You cried out, tears of ecstasy beading in the corners of your eyes as you felt his electric currents shoot from your sensitive bundle of nerves through your divine nervous system.
Thor immediately tried to withdraw his thumb from your clit, but you reached back and snatched his wrist, keeping him in that pose.
“Don’t you dare stop now,” you whispered. “Do it again.”
“Are you sure?” Thor frowned.
“Yes! Now shut the fuck up and do it!” You hissed.
Thor’s eyes widened at your sudden aggression. You’d never talked to him like that before. He liked it. Needless to say, he pressed his thumb against your clit harder and let another zap travel through you.
Once again, you cried out and screamed in tormented bliss, your thighs quaking as the current traveled through your system. Seeing your reaction, Thor instantly sent another smaller but faster bolt through you. You writhed and cried in pleasure even more. He did it again and again with shorter, small electric bursts until you couldn’t take it anymore.
“Thor!” You damn near screamed in pleasure, arching your back before you suddenly came, your release gushing out of you like a powerful torrent. He tried to wait for you to ride out your sudden, intense release but the sight of you cumming against his hand from those tiny electric zaps made him go feral. Thor entirely abandoned his prior act of spanking and zapping you and instead manhandled you until you were laying against the bedsheets, chest down and ass up.
“Thor, what are you—” you began to say, hazily trying to find words as he suddenly switched up the way he held you.
“Forgive me, my love,” he murmured, quickly bending down to press a kiss to your neck. “But I need to have you like this. Right now.”
With that, he grasped onto your hips with a grip hard enough to bruise before slipping inside of you with one smooth thrust. You cried out at the sudden intrusion. Despite his fingering, his girth and length still stretched your cunt out with a sweet pain. He immediately assumed a quick, sharp rhythm, his hips smacking against your ass with each powerful thrust.
“Thor! Fuck!” You cried out, gripping his bedsheets as your back arched like a cat. He’d never taken you so ferally before. He’d never immediately started fucking you again after making you cum. He always gave you breaks and tenderly let you ride out your orgasms. The sight of you coming undone from his lightning seemed to make him lose any and all control.
You trembled and quaked but eagerly met his thrusts, savoring in the feeling of Thor inside of you. Just as you were getting used to his thrusts, however, Thor shocked you. Literally.
As he thrusted inside of you, his charged hand cracked through the air before landing on your ass with a firm smack, sending a rush of electricity beneath your skin. You practically screamed in pleasure as he did so. Thor did it again and again, smacking you harder and quicker with his lightning charged hand until you’d come undone around him again.
Your torrential release spilled out of you as you desperately cried out his name, arching your back one last time as you violently came all over his cock. The sight and feeling of you coming completely undone around him was enough for Thor’s release to crash down upon him as well. His hips stilled and his release filled you. Rope after rope of his seed flooded your cunt until small tendrils spilled from your walls. Thor’s corded arms wrapped around your waist were the only things preventing you from collapsing.
Once the both of you had recovered from your orgasms, Thor gently pulled the fat length of his cock out of you, watching for a moment as his release spilled from your dripping, twitching cunt. He then turned you around and pulled you into his arms, tenderly kissing you. You sighed as he kissed you so gently, a sharp contrast to the rough, electrifying sex he’d just subjected your body to. When your breathing returned to normal, Thor pulled his lips away from yours and looked down at you.
“Are you alright?” He asked. You nodded.
“Just tired,” you admitted, yawning softly, even though it was only midday.
“Did you enjoy yourself?” He asked, tenderly brushing his fingers against your hair.
You nodded, a warm smile crossing your lips.
“Can we do it again?” You asked hopefully.
“If that’s what you want,” Thor replied. He slowly began turning you around, about to lay you across his legs ass up again until you shrieked in protest.
“Not right now!” You cried out. “I meant later!”
“Oh,” Thor sheepishly replied.
You laughed at his denseness, pressing a kiss to his cheek as he turned you back around.
“Maybe tomorrow,” you smiled. “If my ass recovers by then.”
He smiled down at you and gave you another chaste kiss.
“Tomorrow then,” he replied. He couldn’t wait to try this with you all over again, even if it was Loki’s idea of all things.