#thundershield concept

Oooo I love this concept!

The best part about being the personal assistant to a famous actor is that Steve gets to travel a lot. Before he got this job, he never thought that he would get to see so many places other than NYC. Now he's been to Hollywood and several countries on each continent. Each one was packed with adventure. And work, of course, because Thor is a person whose skills as an actor are in high demand. He's incredibly popular both because of his amazing physique and down-to-earth approach to his fans. He's also unexpectedly wise and insightful when he talks to interviewers. The more time Steve spends with him, the more Steve can tell just how special a person Thor is.

As for Thor, he's never had a personal assistant who's been able to keep up with the demands of his job as well as Steve. It's as though Steve has Thor's entire schedule memorized and he never forgets a thing. He even makes a good travel companion because he's flexible enough to sit back and relax when they're able. Steve also makes a good workout partner and Thor has definitely taken advantage of their workouts together to check out his delicious ass as well as his impressive chest.

The attraction is mutual, of course. Every time Thor has a photo shoot, Steve finds himself more and more attracted to the guy. He literally looks good in everything he wears. He's even given some of it to Steve when he either didn't care for the clothes himself or if he didn't have space in his wardrobe. Steve always likes to think that he's wearing Thor's clothes when that happens.

The lines gradually start to blur between them. Sure, Steve is his assistant, but the longer they work together, the more like friends they seem to be. They talk about guys and girls they date. Steve tries not to be jealous as much as possible. Thor tries to be open-minded.

One day, though, Thor calls it off with a guy he had been seeing discreetly. Although he's out to the media as pansexual, he does try to keep his dating life as distant from the public eye as he can. The guy was only interested in being Thor's sugar baby, not in Thor himself. It's one of the things Thor is easily annoyed by. It's also probably why celebrities date each other so often.

He and Steve meet at the bar of the hotel they're staying at. It's empty at that time of night, but they still sit in a secluded corner of the room. Steve is the cautious type when it comes to Thor and Thor appreciates the lengths he goes to in order to keep the paparazzi off his tail.

One thing leads to another. One moment they're drinking and venting to each other about their dating troubles. The next, Steve confesses that the biggest reason he loves his job is because of his feelings for Thor. Before they can think better of it, they're kissing each other, making out in an empty elevator.

The next morning, Steve wakes up with Thor in his bed. Or rather, he seems to be in Thor's bed. Thor is using his chest as a pillow. Steve's memory of the previous night is hazy, but intact. He can remember the feeling of Thor bending him over as they reached the bed, the feeling of Thor's cock, longer and thicker than it had been in all of Steve's fantasies, pushing into his ass.

It only takes a moment for Thor to wake up, too. As soon as he does, he smiles at Steve and thanks him for last night. They start kissing again. Then Thor is fondling Steve's nipples. Then they're sucking each other's cocks with abandon.

A couple hours later, Thor is late for an interview.. It's the first time Thor has been late for an appointment since Steve became his assistant. Another hour and multiple calls to Steve's phone, the interview is canceled. Steve and Thor are nowhere to be seen. They haven't even left Thor's bedroom. It turns out that all that pent up sexual tension takes a while to fully let out. By the end of it all, they're both exhausted, aching, and completely sated.

Thor insists that Steve can't be his assistant and his boyfriend at the same time. Steve insists that he can because while he does want to keep traveling with Thor, he doesn't expect to mooch off him just because they've started dating.

Credit to @cinderellasfella, who came up with this idea. 

Post Thor Ragnarok, but where most of Asgard is saved and Thanos doesn’t exist to kill everyone. 

Thor establishes New Asgard on Earth. It’s as much a business as it is a country. New Asgard does require funding, after all, and no one wants to live on the charity of Midgard. Thor manages to establish a successful business on the planet that thrives internationally. As King, New Asgard insists that he have the housing to reflect his status on the world stage. 

Thor, being the generous god that he is, allows his staff to access the large pool on the estate if they’re hot and need to cool down after their shifts. There’s one particular staff member who attracts Thor’s attention. 

Steve Rogers is hired as a gardener fairly early on. He’s a bit of a different sort of employee for one reason: he often works naked due to the heat of the sun and his outdoor work. Thor’s large estate keeps him busy, and Thor often likes to admire Steve’s form. The thought of having him put on clothes never even crosses his mind. Why would he want to hide such a man from the world? 

But there’s one more reason why he doesn’t do this. Steve always takes a dip in the pool after his shifts. He swims lengths with deliberate slowness. When he’s done, he lays out on his back to just float on the water. Thor always sees him and Steve often runs his hands up and down his sculpted body in an attempt to lure Thor to him. 

One day, it works. It doesn’t take long. The third time Thor caught him doing this, he knew that this gardener was surely doing this on purpose. Thor was never one to deny himself something he wants, though, so he goes down to the pool and strips out of his Midgardian suit. As soon as Steve sees Thor’s long, impressive member, his hole is clenching and his mouth dries. The end of Steve’s day turns into a long night for him as Thor fucks him on every surface he can find in his luxurious estate. It doesn’t matter if it’s inside or out, and Thor doesn’t care who sees. 

Thus begins a new facet of New Asgard: Thor’s personal nudist community, completely devoted to worshiping him as the god of fertility, not just thunder, as the rest of the world knows him.  The Asgardians don’t join, since they don’t need to worship each other as the gods they are. Midgardians, though, join the community in droves. At first, Thor invites certain like minded friends to join in his revels with Steve. It soon grows into a cult. People from all over the world travel to have a taste of Thor’s cock. 

Everyone at the estate goes naked, including Thor. Steve is his main sexual/romantic partner, but their relationship is open due to the nature of the community they lead. He often has business meetings that he attends shirtless while Steve sucks him and edges him beneath the desk. He’s managed to get a few delivery men to join by showing up naked to receive packages containing instruments to include in the community’s revels. 

Someone is always having sex at the estate. The community is encouraged to love each other as much as they love Thor. The only exception is Steve, with whom Thor shows a particular possessiveness by fucking him in front of everyone on a regular basis, leaving him covered in markings. Steve is the only one to sit near Thor’s throne, a collar around his neck and a ring around his cock, ready to receive Thor whenever called upon. 

There’s one unexpected side effect of Thor’s sex cult being so devoted to him. Thor’s nature as a god of fertility is much less well known on Midgard, so it comes as a surprise to all, including Thor himself, when Steve suddenly discovers that he’s pregnant. The seed that Thor filled Steve’s ass with caused a womb to grow within him. The same turns out to be true for all the men in Thor’s cult. 

These men become known as the Broodmares of New Asgard and Steve is their queen. Steve does, eventually become the first queen of New Asgard and the official caretaker of the tree of the golden apples. He becomes known as a modern sort of god. Once there was the goddess, Idunn, goddess of youth. Steve is the new god of youth, and inherits the care of her golden apples that grant long life. The garden he plants surrounding this tree is called New Eden by many. 

And of course there's the training for combat. Long, grueling hours of grunting and sweat and exertion. Strategy sessions where Thor marvels at Steve's tactical brilliance. Field exercises where Steve picks apart even the smallest flaws. Practicing and maintaining many different kinds of weapons to ensure they're both ready for whatever they have to work with.

Then there's the diplomacy. Navigating the various courts of their neighboring kingdoms. Thor tends to do the talking, as he knows Steve is much less in his element here. He only ever dances with Steve, though, no matter who asks him for the favor. At the dinners, Thor always sits with his prince, often holding Steve's hand under the table to reassure him. Somehow, Steve manages to get through the nights with Thor's help.

Thor treats Steve not just like a lover, but as a fellow warrior and prince. Steve has never met anyone who could so readily accept all those things about him. As a warrior, many never expect him to want to be wooed. As a prince, most tend to intimidated or afraid to be honest. As a lover, few have ever been willing to make the first move, to express interest in him as a person rather than because of his status or wealth.

Thor as a theater kid is the most wonderfully appropriate thing ever! He would also be a fairly athletic guy, but he's not on any sports teams because he's a more interested in acting. Steve is a tiny artist who's something of a misfit because he doesn't really fit in with any of the cliques at the school.

Thor, though, is one of his best friends as soon as they meet. Actually, it was more like Steve was corralled into Thor's group of friends. Steve, as an artist, and a fairly talented one even in high school, becomes someone who helps make the sets for the school's plays. Before long, he and Thor are inseparable.

His favorite show is definitely the musical the school does in their junior year. It was Les Miserables and Thor played Jean Valjean. He did a fantastic job at it, too. It was during this show that Steve realized that he totally had a crush on Thor. He didn't confess until after it was over though. He was actually shocked he had the courage.

Thor, of course, confesses that he also has feelings for Steve. They start going out together. Their first kiss is during a cheesy rom-com that neither of them remember much of, as their second, third, and many other subsequent kisses are soon to follow.

They attend both junior and senior prom together. Both their sets of parents have their prom pictures in scrapbooks. They're still together at graduation and they even start attending the same college together. Thor majors in theater, of course, and Steve double majors in set design and architecture. They support each other every step of the way.

They fight, of course. The biggest fight is over Brock Rumlow, a business student that Thor figured had a thing for Steve. The issue was resolved when Brock attempted to persuade Steve to dump Thor for him, which earned him a swift, sharp kick between the legs, followed by a punch to the face. It sent Brock sprawling on the ground and he gave up on Steve on account that he couldn't bear to admit that a scrawny guy half his size managed to one up him.

During graduation, Thor meets Steve beside their favorite fountain on campus to propose. Steve shocks them and their attended family by proposing himself. Their families cheer as they kiss each other with tears in their eyes.

The wedding is a year later. Thor has managed to find work in a TV show about monsters in a high school. He's a vampire, and there's a girl who's his love interest. Steve doesn't mind. They've been together for years and there's no need to be jealous. They love each other. Steve has managed to find a job starting out at an architecture firm. It's civil engineering, but he also helps out a local theater on the side.

It's a big wedding. Their friends from college are in attendance. The dancing and partying at the reception is the sort that only happens when theater students gather in large numbers, though scaled back a little due to the presence of family.

Their month long honeymoon to Italy is paid in full by Thor's family. Thor and Steve lounge on soft beaches, wine and dine in fancy restaurants, go swimming and diving in the sea, visit art museums, and make love nearly every night. When they return home, Thor carries Steve over the threshold.

It ends up being a great night for Steve who goes home with a new phone number and a date promise. Later on, new tracks start guiding to the odinson which ensues on angst, indecision, and broken hearts (or does it?). (2)

Oh god, I can only imagine how this plays out! Thor is a perfect gentleman with Steve when they meet. I mean, obviously he wouldn't just mention that he ran a mafia organization. He's been in the business a long time and he's not the sort to let a pretty face make him stupid. But it's obvious from the start that Steve feels burnt out with his job and I imagine Thor offers him a way to escape it.

It's a night of amazing, intense sex. Sometimes Thor fucks like a beast and other times he was gentle and affectionate. Steve loved every minute of it. Maybe it's irresponsible for him to be so taken in by a guy he just met while he's working a case, but dammit, he's been working this case for months and he's made little progress. He knew when he was assigned the case that it was a punishment. The higher ups didn't like how outspoken he was.

He starts to find himself distracted by his new paramour and the date they have planned. He's pretty sure Thor owns more than just the bar when Thor takes him out to a classy restaurant with balcony seating and no prices to be seen anywhere on the menu. It's far and away the fanciest place Steve has been to, but Thor doesn't seem too concerned. He spends the evening wining and dining Steve, all charm and grace and confidence. Steve finds himself opening up more and more. Not details, but just the general dissatisfaction he has with his job. Thor is sympathetic and attentive to Steve's concerns. Steve really feels like Thor understands what he's going through.

The dates and sex with Thor become regular occurrences as Steve continues to work what seems to be a dead end case. It takes another two months before they finally have a new lead that seems promising. The more they pursue it, the more promising it seems. Steve feels relieved, but also sad. Solving the case means that he'll have to return to DC. Maybe that won't mean anything to someone with as much money as Thor, but Steve still wants to be with him. Part of him is thinking of resigning and moving back to New York City so he can be closer to Thor. The FBI was a good opportunity when it started, but it was increasingly clear that his job was going nowhere.

They bust a storehouse. It ends up containing dozens of pounds of drugs and other illegal material. The owners are taken in to the station and slapped with charges. Steve makes his final report to his higher ups, after which he resigns from the FBI. They accept without much argument, confirming what Steve thought. They were probably glad to be rid of him.

Later that evening, he gets a text from Thor to meet him at the bar where they met. Steve leaves immediately. He finds Thor at a table near the back of the bar with a bottle of whiskey and a pair of glasses. He smiles and makes a beeline to Thor, who kisses him.

The evening is odd, though Thor is the same as he always is. Finally, when Steve tells him about how he solved the case, Thor speaks.

"I understand you'll be looking for work soon," he says. Steve takes a sip of whiskey.

"How did you know that?" Steve asks.

"I have my ways," Thor says. "I told you, I know everything that happens in this city."

Steve nods. "I don't suppose you know someone who's hiring then?"

"As a matter of fact, I find myself in need of someone with your... talents," Thor says. "Someone who can take care of problems efficiently."

"Sounds a bit unsavory," Steve said.

"Business is business, my love," Thor said. "Sometimes it is unpleasant, but almost all business is unpleasant at some point."

"You're dancing around the question," Steve said. "What do you want from me?"

"I want you to be mine," Thor says darkly. "I can offer you the life you deserve to have. Wealth, comfort, employment if you want it. All you have to do is take my name for your own and leave your former life behind."

"And what is your name?" Steve asked. "Is Thor really your name?"

"Of course. My name is Thor Odinson," Thor says. It all clicks into place then. The extravagant home, the fancy dinners, the mysterious background. Thor is the notorious head of the Russian mafia, one of three siblings. Three heirs, each as dangerous as the next. This man probably oversaw massive criminal activity. If Steve left and turned him over to the FBI, he would probably be famous. His career prospects would improve exponentially.

But.

He didn't seem to care. Once he might have been horrified to know that he slept with such a man, let alone had feelings, or even love for him. Now... to accept his offer, to become an Odinson, and work with such a man in whatever nefarious business dealings he had... he would surely never be able to return. Then again, he had already left his job. Would he even want to go back? He had done unscrupulous things for the FBI. At least Thor was honest about doing unscrupulous things. Much of it would even be similar.

"I accept," Steve says. "I'll be yours."

I loved this story as a kid!

First of all, we all know that Steve would absolutely be a great sculptor. He's an artist, after all, and so long as he can find someone to transport the rock, he can take care of the rest. Secondly, the statue is probably made of marble. What else would Thor be sculpted from? Thirdly, I imagine that because he's sickly and weak, Steve is probably a bit ostracized from his community even if his art is amazing.

I imagine that this commission is for a local official or something, who simply wants a fancy statue to decorate his home. Steve is the finest sculptor in Greece and receives a great deal of money for the work he creates. Still, that doesn't make him any less lonely.

This particular commission is for a beautiful warrior. Steve spends a while sketching his ideas before he finally settles on something. Once he starts chiselling away at the marble, however, he loses himself in the process.

Slowly but surely, the figure in his mind takes on form in the stone. A handsome face with laugh lines, a strong jaw, gentle eyes, and a short beard emerges. Broad shoulders and strong arms lead to thick fingers with veins and calluses. A barrel chest leads to a rippling stomach and a broad back leads to a tight, firm ass. The cock is large, even while flacid and muscled thighs lead down to strong calves.

The statue takes on a relaxed posture with only a helmet held against his hip and a spear propped against his shoulder. Steve also adds a crown of laurels in his hair, a champion blessed by the gods, as though this man had just completed the Olympic games and emerged triumphant.

When it's done, Steve despairs. The man, Thor, as Steve has decided to name him, is beautiful. He is by far Steve's finest work. The stone could almost look soft, the muscles as though the statue could move at once if he so chose. He was the kind of man Steve longed for, but could never find. What company he could find among men was usually only for an hour in the evening. There were no tender moments, no warmth or gentleness.

That night, he journeys to the local temple and prays to the gods. The prayer is the same as it always is. He prays for love and companionship, that his lonely life could be filled with joy and happiness.

He returns home alone again. The statue is still a statue. He sighs with resignation and does something he's never done before. He steps up to the statue, against it, as though it were a lover. He stands up on his toes and brushes a kiss against its lips. His lips meet cold stone, but as he lingers, they slowly warm. At first he doesn't notice, but when he opens his eyes, the statue has become a real man. He gazes down at Steve with warm, gentle blue eyes. Thor takes Steve in his arms and kisses him again. Steve gasps with shock.

"Is this a dream?" Steve asks.

"No, Steve," Thor says. "The goddess Aphrodite heard your plea and gave me life. I am Thor, son of Aphrodite and Zeus, god of thunder, beauty, and fertility."

Steve blinks. "You're a god?"

"Indeed. Morpheus put my likeness in your dreams and you recreated it perfectly."

"And... What do you want with me?" Steve asks.

"I have but one desire for you," Thor murmurs. "I wish for you to be my husband for all eternity. I love you, as surely as you fell in love with me as you crafted this body. Your beauty, fierce heart, and gentle soul captured my heart as soon as I saw you."

"I will," Steve says with a broad smile. He kisses Thor again. "Thank you, I will. I love you... Thor."

Steve is a junior mage at the Brooklyn Tower of Magi, a prestigious school of magic that Steve us lucky to be able to attend at all. It's a fact he's reminded of fairly frequently. His family is poor. Was poor. His mother is dead and his father died before he was born. Technically, he's an orphan now. The only reason he's even there is because his best friend, Bucky, comes from a family with wealth and connections. They pulled strings so Steve could get the magical education he needed.

But now, Steve needs to find a way to look out for himself. He can't hide behind his friend's family forever and he hates doing it anyway. He's a mage. He can find a way.

However, his frail body makes it difficult to withstand the rigors of advanced magic. Every request he's made to learn more has been denied. Every mage in the Tower, and in most other Towers in the country, all say he's reached his limit. Steve refuses to take no for an answer. He knows can become stronger, rise higher, if only he had the chance.

One night, Steve draws the necessary wards for his plans. He channels all of his strength into a spell. By the end, he's utterly exhausted, but he's succeeded. In the middle of the room, standing tall and strong and proud, is a demon.

It has been many centuries since Thor was summoned by a human mage, let alone with such urgency. It had been a decent summoning, but Thor had resisted far stronger summons. It was one of the perks of being a Prince of the Demon Realm. Many were eager for his help, but so few actually piqued his interest.

This one, however... His summoning was dripping with need, with desperation. It had seized him and refused to let go, though Thor could have shrugged it off. In the end, he had relented out of curiosity and his curiosity only grew as he saw the mage.

Standing before him was a human hardly more than a boy of 18. He was scrawny, his face dripping with sweat and exertion. His too large robes made him seem smaller than he actually was. Most striking, however, was the fierce look of determination. That was unusual. Demonology was a difficult field of study for human mages and most seemed to think that summoning a demon, binding a demon, and forming a contract with one were all the same. This mistake was usually rectified when the offending mage was killed. This one, though, seemed guarded, like he knew what he was doing.

How curious, Thor thought.

"Why have you summoned me, human?" Thor asked.

"I have called you in humility and in need, for a goal I have not the power to attain," the human replied. "I am prepared to offer whatever is necessary, in accordance with the ancient customs."

Thor raised his eyebrows. So he did know the formalities. That was refreshing.

"I have answered your summons, mortal," Thor replied. "Should your request be within my power and should I consent to aid you, I will exact the payment from you and grant your desire."

"Teach me," the human said. Thor blinked.

"What?"

"I want to form a contract with you," the human said. "I want you to teach me how to use the magic of the Demon Realm."

"Why would a human wish to know this magic?" Thor asked. "Surely there are mages here who could teach you human magic."

"They have decided that there is no point in teaching me more," the human said. "But I know I can learn more if I have the chance."

"Why? Why not be content with what you know?" Thor asked.

"Because I can't," the human replied fervently. "I can't live always dependent on others, always relying on someone else to bail me out. I will repay my debts by becoming stronger and proving that the help I received was worth more than a few parlor tricks."

Thor studied the human. He had an undeniable thirst for power, it was true. That thirst hadn't twisted him, though. It hadn't morphed into gluttony or greed, envy or arrogance. Whatever his motive was for seeking power, it was pure. That was the most fascinating thing.

"If I teach you," Thor said. "You must vow to obey me. You will be my apprentice. Should I tell you to offer blood sacrifice, you must do so. Should I tell you to use all your power in a spell, you will obey."

"I will," Steve said.

"You say that now," Thor said. "Will you say the same if I ask you to share my bed? To worship me? To submit to rituals of my devising? This is not an easy path to walk and once you start, you cannot stop."

The human hesitated. Good. He was not a fool, then. That would be good if he did agree. Part of Thor wanted him to agree, just to see what it would be like to teach a human.

"If you agree, cross the threshold into this circle and hold out your hand," Thor said.

The mage considered for a long moment. Finally, he stepped across the edge of the summoning circle and stood in front of Thor. He held his hand out. Thor reached down with a clawed finger and sunk it into the center of the mage's wrist. The soft flesh gave way easily. The mage winced, but otherwise made no sound. Thor brought the wrist to his mouth and drank. Technically, he only needed a little blood, but it had been a long time since had enjoyed the taste of human blood. He savored it. At last, when he let go, the mage looked a bit woozy. Thor made a shallow cut in his own wrist.

"Drink," he commanded. "To learn demonic magic, you must be bound to your Master with blood, as I am bound to you, my apprentice."

The mage seemed doubtful. Technically, if all be wanted was Thor's power, he could leave the circle. Thor would be bound to him still and the ritual, half complete, would have no effect on the mage. He could have the power he sought at a much lower price. Thor could see the mage (Steve, the blood told him), weighing the option. Thor was almost surprised, then, when Steve lifted Thor's wrist to his mouth and drank. He grimaced at first, but the face soon turned to rapture. It was a hazard of the bond. Demon blood was as addicting for humans as human blood was for demons.

Thor felt the bond between their minds form and cement. He could feel Steve's human mind and his soul on the other end like a soft orb of amber light. He couldn't read Steve's thoughts, but he could tell what he was feeling.