#writer request

You used the flogger again snapping him out of his little daydream. “I’m not going to repeat myself. Clean up the mess you have made, or you will go the night without anything. Leave you tied up with your cock desperately twitching and aching to cum which will never until the next day. When I feel like you deserve it.” His eyes went wide. When you do that, you really mean when you feel like it. It could be the next evening and you won’t still tend to him. Of course, you don’t torture him for more than a day but it’s one of the punishments you came up with. He crawled back so he can bend over and lick his precum off the floor. “Now there’s a good boy.” You had a smile creep upon your face at the sight of him.

He lifted his head as he was finished with his task. “Good boy now come so you can get your reward this time.” You were still playing with yourself, and he finally put his mouth on you. You moaned at the feeling of his tongue going back and forth. You love it when he gets this desperate. He lifted his mouth off of you and spoke. “Did mistress drink a lot of water today?” You smirked knowing exactly why he asked that question. “Yes, I did baby boy. Now get back to work and maybe something special will happen.”

You leaned back more so he can have more access. You could hear his desperate moans as he licked your entrance and tongue fuck you. Your eyes were rolling to the back your head and you could feel your orgasm coming closer. “That’s it, be the desperate man whore you are. I know you can do better than that.” He was getting frustrated with you, so he pulled you closer to suck harder and finger you. “Yeah yeah, yy-yeah~ that’s what I was waiting for.” You like when he gets frustrated with you but you know he wouldn’t over turn you unless you gave him permission too but that was rare. Dropping the flogger, you gripped his head and tugged on his hair. You can feel your orgasm on the edge as you rode his face. After a few seconds the dam finally broke. You started to squirt on his face and mouth which was trying to catch everything.

“Drink it all, baby boy because this might be the last time for a while before you get another opportunity like this again.” You heard him whine as he drank the last of your juices as much as he could and swallowed. He opened his mouth to show you he did so. “That’s my precious baby boy. You love being good for mistress, don’t you?” “Yes mistress. I love being mistress’s good boy.” You got up off the chair and stood up. “If you are a good boy then get on the bed for me. I think it’s time for another reward.” You look down at his cock to see that his tip was flushed red and precum was slowly sipping out again.

He stood up to get on the bed and laid on his back in the middle of the bed. You started to take your shoes off, but he stopped you. “Can you leave them on? Please mistress~?” How could you deny him with the misery his in voice and his cock twitching in front of you. You climbed on the bed and over his pelvis. You can feel his cock against you, and you could feel him twitching. You didn’t mind since he was staying still. He moved his hands back, so he wasn’t touching you. That was one of the rules, he wouldn’t touch you unless he has permission to do so.

 “Who’s a good boy?” He looked at with his blown lust filled eyes. “I am.” You leaned down to his neck and teasingly kissed his neck going up to his ear lobe. “Louder.” He whined. “I am.” You blew in his ear and bit his ear lobe. That made him louder and he started to shake because he wants to be inside you. “Stick it baby~. Stick your horny cock inside me.” You whispered in his ear. He didn’t think twice when he immediately grabbed your hips and push you down on his cock. You grabbed his hands and pinned them above his head. That was the only acceptance to the no touching rule.

You started to bounce on his cock slowly which made him squirm because he wants you to go faster. “Please go fffaster mistress. II-I need you sooo baaad~.” You pretend not to hear him and continued to go slower. He was blushing red in the face, and you could see the tears form on the corner of his eyes. On the inside you wanted to give your precious baby boy what he wants but on the outside you like making him suffer. After a couple more bounces you decided that he had enough torture for now, so you picked up some speed. His half-lidded eyes looked up at you. “Ttthank you.” It came out in stutters, but you heard him. “Don’t thank me just yet. I’m just getting started.”

You raised up until the tip of cock was barely out and then dropped back down on him. He let out a gasp and a moan at the same time. It felt so good to him since he waited so long to be inside you. “How does it feel? Feels good doesn’t it.” You had a sly smirk on your face because you know you are right just by looking at his face. “Yy-yes it feels good. Sooo good.” You let go of his wrists and put your hands on his shoulders. “You can grab me now, but you better hold on tight.” He immediately grabbed onto your hips when you started going faster. The lewd sounds bounced off the walls of the bedroom only to be heard by you and him. You could tell he was getting closer to his orgasm, and you were closer to your second one. “You’re my good boy and no one else’s you got that. I’m the only one for you. The only one to satisfy your little needs. My submissive baby boy and I’m your mistress your one and only mistress.”

His eyes were rolling in the back of his head and so were yours, but you heard him say something. “Yes, mistress I am yours and only yours. You are the only one that can satisfy my needs and I am the only one that can satisfy yours.” Just as you were about to say something in response your orgasm came quicker than you thought. You laid on top of him letting your orgasm take its course. You pulled off of him before he came but you felt him squirt and cum at against you.

You looked at his face and he was sweating with his hair sticking to his face and his green eyes were half way opened. “You are my good boy. You did a great job tonight. I’m proud of you.” He looked into your face and smiled. “Thank you, mistress. I’m glad I can make you happy.” You can see the tiredness in his face. He whined when you started to move so you can get off of him. The sheets below the both of you were soaked.  

You thank the heavens you have waterproof sheets. “Come on I’ll run you a nice warm bath like I always do.” He slowly got up and started to wobble. You were by his side to carry him to the bathtub. You ran the warm water, so it filled the tub and added his favorite scented bubble bath in the process. Once the tub was full you set him in so he can relax. He immediately submerged into warmth of the water closing his eyes. “I’ll be back to get in with you okay. I’m going to change the sheets and put some fresh ones on the bed.” He turned his head to sound of your voice and nodded. You smiled and got up to go change the sheets. You put the wet sheets in the washer and went back to the bedroom to put on some fresh sheets. Luckily there were some sheets in the dryer that were still warm so that will be nice for the both of you when the two of you finished bathing.

You went back to the bathroom and took off everything so you can be with him. He hummed at your touch when you started to bathe his body and then he did it to you. You always do aftercare with him, and he loves you for that. Once the both of you felt clean you drained the water and wrapped a towel around him to dry him off. He wanted to dry you off, but you told him to go ahead and pick out something to watch. He giggled happily but it was a little weak because he was getting tired. He walked out the bathroom while you dried yourself off.

You walked out the bathroom and went to put on a simple top and some pants while he put on some shorts. He was already snuggled in bed waiting for you to cuddle him. You pulled back the covers and cuddled close to him when he pressed play on the TV. You turned towards him and asked him a question. “Baby boy are you willing to maybe dominant mistress for a change?” His eyes went wide at the question. Dominating you? He never thought about it. He was hesitant at first, but he knows not to keep you waiting. “Will you be okay with it?” You kissed him and laughed. “Of course, I’ll be fine with it that is why I asked you. Now this is the only time though so don’t let it get to your head.” He smiled and shook his and turned his attention back to the TV. You were watching too but, in your mind, you would love to see how he would do it.  

One moment Darcy had been happily chatting with Jane and Thor, her and Jane chatting over each other as usual, a cacophony of noise, the next she fell silent as Thor clutched at his shoulder as the words of his soulmate seared into his skin.

Jane rushed over to peer at her boyfriend’s flesh, intrigued as to what had appeared, but her face fell when she saw, her head whipping around to stare at Darcy.

Darcy, who knew what was going to be revealed there, as sure as she knew that the word “Another!” was etched onto her own skin.

“What does it say, my love? What tender words of yours have formed on my skin?”

Jane laughed, but Darcy knew it was false.

“It says “mew-mew”. I’m always saying that, aren’t I Darce?”

The gauntlet had been thrown down. The end that Darcy had foreseen for her and Jane’s friendship, had finally come. She’s known it since the word had appeared on her shoulder those few years ago, when she’d been able to joke and laugh with the strange man from the sky, the man she’d tased unconscious, the man whose butt she’d checked out regularly . Oh, to go back then, with the knowledge of what was to come.

Jane fancied herself in love with Thor, disbelieving of all the soul-mate ‘mumbo-jumbo’, as she called it. “Two people can make a connection and a life-long commitment to each other without the universe marking them up with the other’s favourite phrase.” Jane believed she had that connection with Thor, but now she knew the truth, a truth Darcy had been hiding from her friend for years, hoping that this day would never come, if only she were careful enough.

Darcy and Thor were soulmates. She wore his word and now, because she couldn’t keep her mouth under control, he wore hers. And there was Jane, passing them off as her own, daring Darcy to correct her, to show her up as a liar.

Darcy sighed. She picked up her bag and stood, and in the most jocular voice she could muster said, “Yeah, Jane is always ‘mew-mew’ this and ‘mew-mew’ that. Congratulations, it’s all official. Anyway, I’ll leave you both to it. See ya later.”

How she managed to get out of the café before bursting into tears, she didn’t know. That was the day she lost both her best-friend and her soulmate, all because she didn’t want to hurt anyone or make a scene.

Three years later.

Darcy clip-clopped along in her heeled boots, trying desperately to keep up with Pepper’s long-legged stride.

“What’s it like to be back, Dr Lewis?”

“A lot warmer here, let me tell you, although I did enjoy Banff. Saw a moose.”

“Well I’m glad that you accepted SI’s offer. Our research division is branching out to astrophysics, and you will be a most welcome addition. We’ve heard so much about you, you already feel like one of the family.”

“Really? Well, that’s very nice, Ms. Potts.”

“Pepper, please.”

“Only if you call me Darcy.”

Pepper stopped by the doors to the elevator, Darcy almost crashing into her.

“Deal. Now, I’m going to take you to the lab floor. Dr. Banner is looking forward to meeting you, and although your fields of study are different, you may cross over from time to time. And Bruce is an absolute sweetie, too.”

The elevator zipped up the tall building, and Darcy decided not to look out the glass window, lest her nausea get worse. When the elevator ‘dinged’ and the door opened, Pepper led her out in a massive, open plan, laboratory space. At one of the machines near the front stood a medium height man, with brown curly hair, sprinkled with grey, sticking up in an unruly mess from his head. He crossed the space and grasped Darcy’s hand in both of his, shaking it firmly and making her wobble.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Dr. Lewis!”

“Likewise, Dr Banner, but it’s Darcy. Dr. Lewis still sounds weird, unless I’m putting down a misogynist.”

Pepper smiled as the two scientists started to techno-speak at each other, realising that she was almost instantly forgotten, which was a good thing in her opinion. It meant that Darcy was going to fit right in.

Two months later, and Darcy was wondering why she hadn’t done this sooner. It wasn’t like this had been the first time SI had offered her a job, but she’d always turned it down before because… well, because of Thor and Jane. She enjoyed working with Bruce. He was a respectful lab partner (okay, there were more than just the two of them in here, but they were the lead scientists), and he was a great sounding board. The work was interesting, pushing the boundaries of known science, and she had all the financial resources she needed.

Darcy had also met some of the other Avengers: Steve, Bucky, Sam, Wanda and Clint. She’d made a brief comment to Bruce about Thor’s absence, to be told he was currently in Asgard. She assumed that Jane was there with him. It sounded like it would be a nice place to visit, and maybe she would, one day.

The days passed, though, in enjoyment of study and discovery. She’d made good friends with Pepper, Tony, Bruce and Rhodey, joining them for drinks every now again.

However, despite all this, she still felt so very lonely; she still returned each night to an empty, albeit messy, apartment. She’d thought about getting a cat for company, but as she’d looked at the desiccated remains of Giles the cactus, she’d realised she wasn’t quite ready for that level of responsibility just yet.

“Mew-mew, Giles, mew-mew.”

Sighing, she picked up her latest failed attempt at keeping something other than herself alive and dropped it in the trash. Well at least she wasn’t miserable all the time, right? That had to count for something.

Another day in the lab. Darcy was concentrating on her work, large cup of coffee by her hand, tongue poking out, as she sorted and manipulated the data on her screen. Bruce was somewhere off, further down the room, Darcy’s station being nearer the door than his. It was a quiet day, and most of the junior scientists had gone out for lunch together.

She looked up, puzzled, as she heard Bruce making his way towards her, his footsteps echoing loudly in the quiet room. He raised his hand, looking at her.

“Hey, I’m glad you could make it.”

Darcy was genuinely confused.

“What do you mean, I’ve been here for the last five hours…” She broke off, sensing a presence behind her. Somehow, she hadn’t noticed the door to the lab opening. She spun on her chair, and it came to a dead stop under the strong grip of a large hand.

Thor looked down at her, his ocean-blue eyes, almost boring into her brown ones.

“Hey Banner, good to see you.” The God of Thunder greeted his friend but didn’t take his eyes off the woman in front of him. “I’m just going to borrow Lady Darcy for a moment. Be back soon.”

Before she could process what was happening, Thor had pulled her up out of her chair by her hand and led her out of the lab. He twisted and turned down the corridors, letting out a sound of triumph as he spied a meeting room. He ushered her in then turned and locked the door behind them.

As the latch clicked, Darcy’s brain seemed to come on-line again.

“What the hell, Thor? I was in the middle of something there.”

The god stalked towards her predatorily, and she backed up instinctively until she was stopped by the meeting table. She gripped the edge behind her like a lifeline, feeling her heartbeat in her chest, and her cheeks flush at the look on his face and how close he was to her.

“It can wait, Darcy.”

She could feel his breath, hot, on her cheek.

“What are you doing here? Don’t you have… um… godly duties to perform or something. And where’s Jane? I haven’t seen her in forever.”

She knew she was rambling, but she couldn’t stop. Thor didn’t answer though, just looked down at her with a determined look on his face. His right hand left the table, gently cupping her cheek for an instant, before drifting down to the buttons on her blouse. Without breaking eye-contact he popped the two top buttons.

“Wh… what? Thor! Stop that!” She slapped at his hand, but he just moved his hand to her shoulder, spinning her around, and pulling at her blouse. She realised too late he was baring the skin on her shoulder, the skin that bore her soulmate word.

“I… I can explain…”

“Shh.” Thor traced his fingers over the lettering, soft and gentle and Darcy trembled under his touch.

“I thought we were friends, Darcy, and yet you kept this from me, you kept ‘us’ from me. Let me believe that Jane was the one, when you knew full well, she wasn’t.”

“She was my friend too. And she wanted you so much and I thought…”

“You thought what?” He almost spat the words, the bitterness in them evident. “You thought that by going along with it, somehow we’d all be happy?”

He spun her back around, gripping her upper arms with his hands.

“Do you know how hard I tried because I thought she was my soulmate? Every time I had a doubt, I pushed it aside. I couldn’t work out why nothing I said appeared on her. Then we got in a fight. We were both shouting and that’s when it came out. She told me that I was childish for believing in soulmates, just like you, and that relationships should be based on other things.”

His eyes became glazed with unshed tears, his voice and posture softening.

“I left that night. Walked away. I believe the universe has a plan for all of us, and she belittled me for that belief. And she belittled you, who were apparently her closest friend until you disappeared from her, and my life. I can’t begin to describe how awful and lonely I felt when you left, Darcy. It was like the sunshine had gone.”

Darcy felt her own tears starting to roll down her cheeks, and she collapsed against his solid chest, his arms moving to embrace her.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“It’s okay; it’s okay, my Sunshine.” His hand stroked her hair as they held each other, letting out their emotions. She breathed in the scent of him, glad that he was wearing regular, normal clothes, instead of his Asgardian garb. The flannel shirt was soft against her face, smelling of that distinct ‘Thor’ smell of ozone, the musky oil he used to condition his beard and something that was a bit like sandalwood.

She wasn’t sure how long she sobbed against him, but as the tears died away Darcy tilted her head up to look at Thor, vaguely aware that her lashes had clumped together and that she’d left some black mascara streaks on his shirt. He cupped her cheek, brushing his thumb over the tear tracks.

“Darcy, my love, my soul-mate. Please, can I kiss you?” His voice was thick and gruff and vulnerable sounding. It was the most beautiful sound in the world to Darcy’s ears.

“Yes. Please.” Her voice was barely louder than a whisper, but it was enough for Thor. He dipped his head, brushing his lips gently over hers, breaking to look at her, to really take in that this was real, before diving back down and kissing her again. Darcy melted into him, not even trying to hold back her feelings, her passion. She swallowed his moans and he did the same in return, one hand still on her face and the other moving from her waist to cup her behind.

Darcy made a little jump, and Thor lifted her at the same time, until her legs were wrapped around his waist, her skirt riding high on her thighs. Thor turned away from the table, pressing her back against the conference room wall and grinding his pelvis against hers, his desire for her more than evident.

“Darcy, I’m not going to lie; I wish to take you upstairs, to my rooms here, and by the time I am done it won’t just be my words etched on your skin, no, I will be etched on your skin. No-one will need to see our shoulders to know that I am yours and you are mine. What say you?

She cocked her head to the side and gave him a bright smile.

“Mew-mew, lover. I can’t wait.”