#troubledthunderer

She waited a short while longer, but when he wasn’t coming back through Anna got up to make some coffee, sitting back down at the table as she tried to wake up a little bit more. The new camera he had picked up a few days earlier was still sitting on the table, out of the box, but not having been used much. There were a few reasons he could have bought it, but seemed to have lost interest or been distracted soon after. 

She already had it filming when he came through to the kitchen, giving her a smile before heading straight for the coffee pot. “Did I wake you?” he asked as he turned to lean against the counter and slowly sip at his mug of coffee. “I would have gone for a run but I didn’t want to take Tywin out this early,” he looked over at her and squinted, smiling a little as he noticed the camera in her hands. “What are you doing?” 

“Playing with your new toy,” she grinned and stood up, pretending to be figuring it out as she went, but really just wanting to document his shirtlessness while he was still sweating from the workout. “I don’t know why you got it, unless you’re planning on a part two,” Anna smiled sweetly and put it down on the counter next to him as she leaned closer, enjoying the warmth from being so close to him. 

“Get your mind out of the gutter,” he put the coffee down and wrapped his arms around her, kissing the top of her head and rubbing her back through the dressing gown she had put on. “I thought we should make a start on some home videos,” he tightened his hold on her a little and rested his chin on top of her head as he stared out of the window. “Since we are going to Mexico in a few weeks, the holiday should be good to get on film, and I am fairly certain you want to get every piece of evidence you can of our children’s first steps. Does that answer your question?” 

He pulled back slightly to look at her and squeezed her waist, she was still pretty tired but couldn’t help smiling, looking up at him slightly dazed and nodding. “You smell really fucking good right now,” she whispered, giggling as she stepped back and pulled at the drawstring on his shorts. “Come on, you need a shower.” 

She was asleep again when he finally rolled over, he was reminded of the nurse from the pain in his side, he opened one eye enough to see her back facing him and shifted closer, tugging up the threadbare blanket to her waist before he put his arm around her and hid his face in her hair. It smelled of beer if he was being honest, and he had a bad feeling there was a point the night before he had been the one to spill it on her. 

Gemma woke up easier once the sun was starting to come through the curtains, she turned her head slightly to see him wrapped around her, as though he was just after some warmth. “James,” she turned slightly and gave his arm a shake. “Can I borrow your shower?” she asked, finally managing to get onto her back to push back his hair. He looked so grumpy and refused to open his eyes, even though she knew he was awake now. 

“Mhm,” he nodded, but still kept a tight grip of her. “As long as you don’t mind me joining you,” he opened his eyes and leaned up on one elbow to kiss her, subtly sliding his hand to her legs to try and pull her closer. She was ready to give in to him again until the phone rang, making her flinch back and him roll over to find it. “Dammit, where the fuck is this thing?” he got out of bed quickly and went to find it. 

Gemma watched him for a few seconds before realising she was just staring at his body, and sat up properly to try and find a towel. His apartment wasn’t the tidiest she had ever seen but she found her way to the bathroom while he was going on about being at the track in a few hours. She turned on the shower and got in, scrubbing her face with her hands under the steaming water before trying to find some shampoo. 

“Need a hand?” he wandered into the bathroom a few minutes later and pulled open the shower curtain, laughing as he got in behind her. “Try not to use up all of that stuff,” he said while massaging it into her hair, clearly pleased at the sounds she was making. “Would you like to see me race?” he asked with a small smile, arching an eyebrow as he leaned over her shoulder to look at her. 

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Disagreements:

Who is more likely to raise their voice? Thor, in reality it’s both of them, but Thor’s more likely to be heard and sound more threatening. Who threatens to leave but never actually does? Thor, not so much as threaten to leave though, more just the build up to it. Who actually keeps their word and leaves? Anna, but she only really left once without knowing there would be a coming back. Who trashes the house? Neither, they both have moments of throwing things, but never full on house trashing. Do either of them get physical? Physically sexy. How often do they argue/disagree? A handful of times a month, usually over insignificant things. Who is the first to apologise? Usually Thor, because he’s got such a good heart, and Anna’s the typical stubborn bitch. 

Sex:

Who is on top? Normally Thor. Who is on the bottom? Usually Anna. Who has the strangest desires? Anna, or at least she’s the only one likely to voice them, Thor is always for making her comfortable, so he’s much less likely to suggest anything new. Any kinks? Typically vanilla, although he is one of the only partners Anna has ever had where she’d consider bondage with. Who’s dominant in bed? Both, it depends. Is head ever in the equation? It usually is, Anna’s quite old fashioned, so her actually going down on someone is a pretty big deal, since for so long it was just something that wasn’t even considered, so when she does do it, it’s a kind of trust/worshipping type thing, because she obviously cares very deeply for that person. Thor’s just happy to please her. If so, who is better at performing it? Neither complain. Ever had sex in public? Yes, in a way, it wasn’t a very crowded public place though. Who moans the most? Anna. Who leaves the most marks? It’s kind of equal, but the marks he leaves on her stay visible longer. Who screams the loudest? Anna, but she’s not much of a screamer. Who is the more experienced of the two? Thor, obviously. Do they ‘fuck’ or ‘make love’? Both, it depends on the mood. Rough or soft? Both. How long do they usually last? 10-40 minutes. Is protection used? Sometimes. Does it ever get boring? They’re quite close friends too, so whenever they do get to the ‘bump n’ grind’ side of things, there’s a good bit of build up, I suppose it doesn’t have many chances to get boring. Where is the strangest place they’d have sex? A mountain in Norway. 

Family:

Do your muses plan on having children/or have children? Yes. If so, how many children do your muses want/have? Anna would be happy with any children, somewhere around 3+ ish, Thor only really had 2-3 in mind, but he wouldn’t complain about more. Who is the favorite parent? For their sons it’s Anna, but there’s always an element of wanting to impress their father, and of course their daughter is a daddy’s girl. Who is the authoritative parent? Anna. Who is more likely to allow the children to have a day off school? It depends what subject the child is avoiding, but they’re both pretty lenient when it comes to that. Who lets the children indulge in sweets and junk food when the other isn’t around? Thor. Who turns up to extra curricular activities to support their children? Both. Who goes to parent teacher interviews? Anna. Who changes the diapers? Usually Anna, unless she’s teasing Thor about being scared of baby shit, then he does it to prove a point. Who gets up in the middle of the night to feed the baby? Anna, because she nicknames her babies ‘Gotham’ to make getting out of the bed feel more important, Thor hates that, with a passion. Who spends the most time with the children? Considering their career choices, Anna does, but Thor goes out of his way to spend more time with them whenever he can. Who packs their lunch boxes? Both, the other’s always standing there adding in a little more than necessary. Who gives their children ‘the talk’? Thor, in a sense that he gives them a book and a test with the promise of alcohol if they pass, while he’s in the next room, giggling. Who cleans up after the kids? Anna, unless it’s something bigger. Who worries the most? Anna. Who are the children more likely to learn their first swear word from? English or French swear word, Anna, various others, Thor. 

Affection:

Who likes to cuddle? Thor, but he turned Anna into a cuddler. Who is the little spoon? Anna, obviously. Who gets naughty in the most inappropriate of places? Usually Anna, Thor is surprisingly respectful. Who struggles to keep their hands to themself? Is this after Anna has Thor all worked up? How long can they cuddle until one becomes uncomfortable? Do you mean how long can Anna last laying against a small log digging into her back? Who gives the most kisses? It’s pretty equal. What is their favourite non-sexual activity? Football in the park with Tywin. Where is their favourite place to cuddle? Anywhere, they find a lot of comfort with each other. Who is more likely to playfully grope the other? Anna. How often do they get time to themselves? In Asgard they get a lot of time to themselves considering the ‘demands’ made of their time, but there’s also a lot of people offering help to them there, Midgard is a little different, since they have everything in their own hands there. 

Sleeping:

Who snores? Thor, Anna’s almost dead when she sleeps. If both do, who snores the loudest? Thor, but at the same time it’s not disruptively loud. Do they share a bed or sleep separately? More often than not they share a bed. If they sleep together, do they cozy up together or lay far apart? They usually start off cuddling and end up apart by the morning, but Thor usually has a hand on Anna’s thigh or stomach while sleeping, or he just straight up uses her as a pillow. Who talks in their sleep? Anna. What do they wear to bed? Nothing, or a t-shirt for her and PJ bottoms for him. Are either of your muses insomniacs? Anna has tendencies of sleep problems, but it’s become less of a problem the longer she’s been with Thor, the few times she’s had bad dreams he’s spent hours after just holding her and not saying anything. Can sleeping pills be found by the bedside? Not any more. Do they wrap their limbs around each other or just lay side by side? It depends. Who wakes up with bed hair? Both, but Anna’s always surprised to see the ever perfect haired Thor with some frizz. Who wakes up first? Usually Thor, out of habit. Who prepares breakfast in bed for the other? Thor. What is their favourite sleeping position? Asleep… Who hogs the sheets? Anna, she’s usually the coldest at night, so Thor in his sleep will usually throw covers over her at feeling how cold she is. Do they set an alarm each night? Only on Midgard when Anna works. Can a television be found in their bedroom? No. Who has nightmares? Anna. Who has ridiculous dreams? Thor. Who sprawls out and takes up most of the bed? Ellie, Thor, but only really because of his size. Who makes the bed? Anna. What time is bed time? Anywhere between 11pm and 1am normally. Any routines/rituals before bed? Brushing teeth? Who’s the grumpiest when they wake up? Anna. 

Work:

Who is the busiest? Thor. Who rakes in the highest income? Hahahahahahahaha seriously? Are any of your muses unemployed? Anna is more likely to be unemployed. Who takes the most sick days? Neither, they both understand how important it is to get things done. Who is more likely to turn up late to work? Neither. Who sucks up to their boss? Anna, since Thor doesn’t really have a boss. What are their jobs? Thor: King, defender of Midgard, Avenger. Anna: Queen, bartender, hostess. Who stresses the most? Anna. Do your muses enjoy or despise their careers/occupations? Anna wouldn’t keep working on Midgard if it wasn’t something she enjoyed, knowing she didn’t have to, but with Thor, he doesn’t particularly ‘enjoy’ being King 100%, and to quote a favourite youtuber of mine, “the only people who can be trusted with power, are those who hate having it.” Are your muses financially stable? Totes. 

Home:

Who does the washing? Anna. Who takes out the trash? Thor. Who does the ironing? Anna. Who does the cooking? Thor. Who is more likely to burn the house down just trying? Anna. Who is messier? Neither, really. Who leaves the toilet roll empty? Neither. Who leaves their dirty clothes on the floor? Both, but the one who’s out of bed first usually puts them in to wash. Who forgets to flush the toilet? Neither. Who is the prankster around the house? Thor, totally, he got to pass off the blame to you know who growing up, so he’s still majorly enjoys fucking around with people. Who loses the car keys when it comes time to go somewhere? Neither, they have a little key bowl by the door. Who mows the lawn? Thor. Who answers the telephone? Whoever is closest. Who does the vacuuming? Anna. Who does the groceries? Both of them, but Thor is more likely to pick up odds and ends on his way home. Who takes the longest to shower? Neither. Who spends the most time in the bathroom? Anna. 

Miscellaneous:

He lightly ran his fingers down her spine and leaned down to kiss her shoulder, resting his hand on her hip and nudging her with his chin. “You awake?” he asked in a whisper, following that up with the less subtle approach of turning her over and pulling her closer to him. She didn’t respond much at all to that, only groaning and wrapping her arms around him while mumbling angrily at him for waking her. It was always something he would find adorable, the usual mumble of ‘fuck you’ as she snuggled up to him. 

It was a habit she didn’t plan on stopping any time soon, he always had a healing, comforting aura about him, and it was certainly coming in useful lately. “Give me a minute,” she whispered and twisted a little in his arms, getting comfortable and resting her head on his arm instead of the pillow. 

He held back a small laugh and nodded, settling for another few minutes of watching what he could see of the ocean. Moments later and he could already tell she was asleep again, but he couldn’t wait too long. His phone vibrated and he guessed it was the reminder, so he gently kissed the top of Anna’s head and rolled over, ending up with her pinned beneath him. “Get dressed, I have a surprise for you.” 

She groaned and tried to pull him closer as he got out of bed, but since it was no use she turned over again and pulled the sheets up around her. “You won’t let me sleep, even on our honeymoon?” she pushed back her hair and looked over to him, half shielding her eyes from the light. 

“Yes, I can be quite cruel, but I promise to make it up to you,” he winked and pulled on a pair of shorts. “Get dressed, or I’ll dress you myself,” he grinned and took the last few steps so he could dive off into the water. 

He was only out there for a few minutes before she got out of bed herself, wrapping the sheets around her to go and see him. There was only a brief flash of blond hair disappearing below the surface before she noticed a boat in the distance, it seemed to slow down at the sight of them. Even in Hawaii she was reminded that he was a ‘celebrity’ of sorts, thankfully the security there kept anyone from getting too close to where they were staying, but Thor resurfacing and giving them what looked like a wave, or more likely a non-verbal ‘fuck off’ made her sigh. They would notice his wedding ring, and in a few months they would probably figure out she was pregnant too, and then assume that was the only reason they married, the thought alone made moving to Asgard on a more permanent basis much more tempting. 

She went to get dressed, and since she had no idea what this surprise would be, she went for a bikini under shorts and a light white shirt tied at the front. He climbed up the steps back inside just as she was coming out of the bathroom putting on sun lotion. “Alright, your turn to get ready,” she nodded towards him and threw the bottle of sun lotion, which he just threw on the bed instead. 

“I am,” he said simply as he tied back his hair and walked over to her, he was very aware of the fact that he was dripping wet, and rested his hands on her bare sides to keep from getting her clothes wet as well. “I just didn’t want you wandering about naked,” he grinned and leaned in to lightly kiss her neck. “Only I get to enjoy that now.” 

She laughed and dropped her head back, wrapping her arms around him and pulling herself against him. “And I suppose your abs are public property? Or is it just cruel to deprive people of all of this?” she asked while giving his arms a little squeeze. 

“They get to see your legs, your beautiful, shapely, toned, tanned, legs... even my stunning physique cannot compare,” he smiled sweetly and turned her towards the door, giving her ass a smack to try and get them on the way. 

“Just as I forgot how you charmed me into bed in the first place,” she took his hand and went to the front doors, pausing for a moment to remember if she had put her phone and things in the safe. “Do you have the key card?” she asked him, looking back as she opened the door, he handed it over for her to keep in her pocket as usual. “So what have you...” she stopped right outside the door and laughed. “A golf cart? That’s your surprise?”