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"Thor!" I yelled from my mom's basement. No response. I turned around and sighed. "THOR!!" I yelled louder.
"Woah, there. No need to yell, I'm right here," Thor came around the corner of the stairs and crinkled his nose at me as he slightly mocked me.
"I've been calling you down here for like ten minutes. I could have been dying." I took the bottle he was holding in his hand and took a swig. "Gross." I said, taking another sip.
He smirked at me and took it back. "No. You just have bad taste." He cocked his eyebrow. "And you're not dying or dead. So what did you need?"
I pointed up at the box on the top shelf. "There. The black box. I need it. It has the key I was talking about." My brightly painted finger nails glistened as I pointed.
He reached up, hoisting the box down with one hand. "Y'know. I love your nails. Nat and I always talk about how much we like them." He set the box down.
"Uhh....ok....." I looked at him confused.
"Well she doesn't get hers done and she comments on them. And I just like the different colors. You know what-never mind." He rolled his eyes. "Just get the key." He kicked at the box and walked away.
"Aw. Thor. I'm sorry. Thank you for the compliment. I appreciate it. Just kinda random. Especially from you." I said, thoughtfully, as I opened the box.
Papers, receipts. Awards and photos. I dug through them all, ignoring the sentimental value until I got to the smaller box inside of it.
"What? A grown man can't compliment a lady on her nails?" He rolled his eyes and finished off his bottle. "See that's why you're single. Your standards are low..." he mocked a bar on the ground.
"Obviously. It's so low I have resorted to fucking Pet-" I stopped myself. I turned red as a tomato, shut the big box and fiddled with the small one.
"Uh, since when?!" Thor was almost giddy with excitement. He grabbed the box out of my hand and pried it open. He handed me the key and put both boxes up as I pretended to ignore him.
"No, no. You have to answer me." He snatched the key and held it above my head.
"Thor. No. Now give it to me!" I jumped up and couldn't reach it.
"Give it to you? Oh, is my name Peter now? I can just see it..." he pretended to have Peter's webs and shot them at me. In the process I grabbed the key and stomped up the steps.
He followed after me, using a high pitched soft tone, moaning "Oh, Peter! MY spidey senses are tingling toooooo!!!"
I halted on the step, causing Thor to almost crash into me. "Just because you didn't want to fuck anymore doesn't mean you can make fun of me. Or Peter. Peter raises the bar if he does anything to it. He's kind and GIVING. He DOES raise my standards. Better than the likes of you." I flicked his nose and turned up the steps. We made it back to the car without him saying a word.
After a few minutes on the highway. He finally spoke.
"Y/N I'm sorry..." Thor said quietly. His generally booming tone was soft and solemn.
"Thank you, Thor. That's really mat-"
"THAT YOU HAD TO RESORT TO BASICALLY FUCKING A BOY AFTER BEING WITH A GOD!" He laughed hysterically, tears in his eyes.
I slammed on the breaks and careened into the shoulder. "You. ASSHOLE!!!!" I punched his arm and smacked his cheek. "Go ride your goddamn hammer home you jerk!" Tears fell from my eyes as I yelled at him. "You're the meanest, nastiest..." I sobbed. "I hate you."
He was quiet again. This time the silence was different. "Y/N...please don't cry. I hate when you cry..." he tried to wipe a tear but I swatted him away. He sighed.
"Listen. I know...we ended things on a weird note. But I want to be friends...I do. I just don't know how..." he fiddled with his fingers in his lap.
"For starters. Stop bringing up our past. Secondly stop making fun of me and thirdly DON'T CHASTISE ME AFTER WE LEAVE MY DEAD MOM'S HOUSE!!" I paused. "And don't make fun of Peter. He's so sweet and good to me." I looked up at Thor. He had his serious listening face on.
"Yes, ma'am. Promise me you won't bring up who you're screwing... I can't handle it. Not yet." He looked out the window.
"That's rich..." I scoffed, pulling back onto the highway. "Me not tell you??" I shook my head and laughed. "Mister go out every night. New lady friends waltzing in and out..."
He blushed. He ran his hand through his hair and then cleared his throat. "Anything to numb the pain, right?" His words stung. I had said the same thing to him almost two years ago. The first time we hooked up, we were trashed. My mom had just died.
"Tony is gonna be so mad..." Thor whispered-yelled as we got into the back of his new Audi. We both laughed as he pulled me in on top of him. His hands rode up my skirt and got lost under the fabric, gripping my ass.
"Mister Odinson...my lord...how scandalous." I giggled in his ear and my hips involuntarily rocked against him. I could feel his cock grow under me. He gripped me harder and rocked me against him again. I moaned in his ear. I pulled away from his face just for a moment.
My hands went for his head and neck, lacing with his thick hair. We kissed and I felt my whole body melt. I needed him right then. Our kisses became rushed and his hands roamed my body like there was an emergency.
I reached down and unbuckled his belt, jeans, and unzipped them. He pulled them down just enough to reach into his boxer-briefs. His cock was as thick and manly as he was and I could feel my cunt begging for it.
I pulled my panties to the side and sunk down onto him. We both moaned out in what seemed to be perfect unison. It took a minute or so of laughter and adjusting but we found a good rhythm and angle.
"Oh, yes..please just like that." I moaned as I rode him. He had begun to use his thumb to rub my clit as I rocked into his cock. It was grazing the perfect spot inside of me. I gripped the headrest of the nearest seat and quickened my pace.
"That's my girl. Cum on me. I wanna feel you grip me." He was panting. I could tell he was close, too.
"Thor, Thor I'm gonna cum." My eyes slammed shut, my lip was stuck between my teeth. My fingernails dug deep into his shoulder and into the headrest. I felt my back arching and then complete collapse. My forehead pressed against his. I rode him more, focusing on his pleasure, trying to manage the sensitivity of my pussy but it was overwhelming.
"Don't give up. Ride me. I want to fill up your cunt. I've wanted you since the day I met you." He gripped my hair and pulled my head back, revealing my neck. His tone, his words, the grit in his voice. I felt the heat building. Nobody had ever said anything like that to me. I did as I was told and kept riding him.
Thor sucked on my neck and gripped my hips. He guided me to the pace he liked and met my hips with his own thrusts from beneath me.
"You're going to cum again" He commanded me. I had never done that before either. I'd always been too nervous because I was so sensitive after the first time.
But the tension inside of me built as I rode him and he bucked under me. The sweat started to form on my neck and back. My breathing matched his in their ragged and uneven waves.
"I'm going to cum inside you and I want you to cum immediately. You'll love it." His grip on my hips tightened. I was sure I would bruise. And he came. Just like he said. And I did as well just as he said. I could feel the new sensation along with my second orgasm and that was enough to send me into overdrive. My legs shook and my screams were obscene. Thor held me in a gentle and balancing manner for a moment before placing a kind kiss on my nose and forehead.
"Now...Y/N. I know we're drunk. But don't tell me you haven't wanted that since you met me, too..." he winked. He helped me off of him and handed me his shirt to clean up with.
"Uhhh what will you wear?" I asked, almost ashamed.
"Like they haven't seen me walk in shirtless before." He rolled his eyes.
"Uh...and to answer your question. Honestly at this point...anything to numb the pain." I flung his shirt back at him.
Back then I hadn't noticed the hurt on his face but now...recalling that moment and seeing him in the present. I could see it.
"Thor..." I started to apologize but Peter's name popped up on the incoming call screen. I gave him an "I'm sorry" look and answered.
"Pete. Hey buddy!" I said trying to sound chipper.
"Buddy? That's not what you were calling me las-"
"Speaker." I nervously laughed. "You're on speaker phone..." the line was silent. I could imagine Peter just tapping the phone to his head mouthing "stupid, stupid, stupid..."
"Right. Uh. Well. Ok. Ummmm...."
Thor rolled his eyes.
"Peter?" I inched.
"Yeah. Uh. Tony wanted me to check in with y'all. He said something about not trusting you two in a car? He said something about a detail bill that still needs to be paid?" He sounded confused. Tony was such an asshole sometimes. He knew about me and Thor. And me and Peter. But Peter didn't know about my history with ole' thunder boy. I know Tony loves Peter to death but...he doesn't know when to stop sometimes.
"Anyway." Peter said. I could hear laughing in the background. "How's it going?"
"We got they key. Headed home. No issues." Thor said, hanging up.
"Thor!" I almost yelled. "That wasn't nice..."
"Yeah and Tony making jokes at his expense was?" He shut his eyes, crossed his arms, and stayed silent the rest of the way home.