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I Was NOT Prepared For That!!! Looking For A Filthy Thor Fic? This One Is For You!

I was NOT prepared for that!!! 😳 Looking for a filthy Thor fic? This one is for you! 😝

Ok but like gimme more Thor gripping your arms behind your back as he rails into you mercilessly, gimme more Thor leaving bruises on your hips from how hard he’s holding you, gimme me more Thor clamping his hand over your mouth as he fucks you through your hypersensitivity, gimME MORE ROUGH ANGRY THOR 👀

You and Thor are friends. Well, friends who fuck. Occasionally. Not exactly a friends with benefits situation because neither of you actually discuss the act in which you both partake in. You don’t even acknowledge it until it’s happening, and neither of you are going to bring it up in the moment while your mouths are busy taking care of other things. It was strictly casual, to which you were thankful. Thor didn’t seem to mind the lack of intimacy or commitment, either. It had only happened a handful of times. You never laid awake at night, doting after him and wondering when and if your sinful escapades would take place again.

You step out of your bathroom with a towel wrapped around your body. Your hair is still damp and your skin warm to the touch from the scalding water. The afternoon sun illuminates your bedroom, casting orange light, your shadow following each move you make as you brush through your hair. In a matter of seconds, light turns to dark.

“What the hell?” You mutter to yourself as you make small strides to the window. Thick grey clouds roll in and shield the sun as heavy rain falls to the ground, making the people who were previously enjoying the nice weather scurry for cover. A booming crack of thunder makes you jump back with a sharp intake of breath.

You turn around at the sound of your name being called huskily from the doorway. Thor stands there, huffing for breath, his armor barely clinging to his body anymore through whatever battle he had just fought in. Saying he looked rough was an understatement. Dirt, sweat, and blood coated his skin. From the looks of it, he didn’t have any major injuries that needed to be tended to. You’d be willing to bet that the blood stained on his flesh isn’t even his.

You hadn’t noticed that Thor had closed the gap between your bodies until he spoke your name again, pulling you out of your thoughts. His eyes scan over your body. He doesn’t speak any words, but he calls out to you with need. The towel makes a faint sound when it falls to your feet, and Thor has the remnants of his clothes on the floor in a matter of seconds.

He latches his mouth onto your neck, digging his teeth into your flesh and making you whimper. “Do you wanna talk about it?” You ask in a breathless sigh when your lips finally meet.

“No.” His reply is quick and blunt. He picks you up and walks you into the bathroom, placing you on the large countertop and hoisting your legs around his waist. “What I want is to fuck you. Hard. And raw.”

His words were barely a warning, but you brace yourself and hold on to the edge of the counter, spreading your legs to loosely hang around his back. Just as you lift your pelvis, he thrusts into you, making a pleasured cry scratch out of your throat. Thor grips your hips and guides you how he pleases. His fingertips leave bruises in their wake as he pounds into you relentlessly. You stabilize yourself by holding on to his shoulder with one hand and keeping the other on the hard surface below.

He needs this more than you do right now. Your focus is on him and his needs. “You’re holding back,” You pant. “Don’t. I can take it.” He zeros in on your eyes to look for any sign of hesitance from you. When he finds none, he removes himself from you to place you on your feet and turn you to face the mirror. In an instant, he’s back inside of your cunt and pounding into you mercilessly. He pushes your back for you to lean forward and wraps your hair around the other. All you can do is take the fucking he gives you. Your body isn’t yours anymore - it’s his play thing.

“Look.” Thor demands gruffly, tugging on your hair when you let your head lull. “Watch me fuck you.” You can tell he’s close. His cock throbs inside of you and his thrusts become more erratic. He pulls you so that your back rests against his chest. “Play with yourself. Rub that pretty little pussy for me.”

You do as told, licking the pads of your fingers and bringing your hand down to rub circles on your clit. Your knees buckle and threaten to give out from beneath you. Thor holds you up, his grip harsh and tight as he manhandles you.

“Thor,” Your voice wavers, signaling that you were close to the edge.

“Cum.” He growls, taking your ear between his teeth. “I’m right behind you.”

Your eyes shut tight and your body convulses as your orgasm hits. As promised, Thor releases his seed inside of you, slowing his pace as he empties himself. He releases his hold on you but makes sure your legs can hold your weight. Slipping out of you, he goes over to the shower and gets the hot water going.

“C’mon, little one. Let’s get cleaned up.” He offers his hand and pulls you in with him.

You groan inwardly and roll your eyes. “My ass as squeaky clean two minutes before you came in, thank you very much.”

Thor’s laugh rumbles in his chest as he cleans the grime off of his skin under the spray. He washes his hair and body wordlessly, switching places with you so that you can bathe once more. Your eyes close as you lean your head under the water, only to shoot open at the feeling of a hot, wet tongue lapping at your folds.

“Let me make it up to you.” He grins before diving back between your thighs.

Your screams and cries echo around the bedroom as Thor continues to fuck you into the mattress. He was working you into your fifth orgasm of the night. When he said he was going to make it up to you, you figured him eating you out in the shower was going to be it, which you were more than fine with. But Thor had other plans for you.

Your chest is against the pillow top, your hands held firmly behind your back with your ass up in the air. Thor teases his tip along your folds, making you sob pathetically at the thought of your overstimulated cunt experiencing yet another orgasm.

“C’mere, little one.” He lets go of your wrists and picks you up just to sit you in his lap. You sink down onto his shaft and whimper, resting your forehead against his as he moves you up and down slowly. “I want one more out of you, then I’ll let you rest.”

You nod, rising on your knees and riding him slowly until you create a steady pace. Your walls throb, constantly contracting around his shaft as you roll your hips. You’re shameless with the sounds you make, not caring who hears you cry and moan as you succumb to nirvana. Thor covers your mouth with his hand to shush you as he helps you move against him. “Shh, you know Barton likes to hide out in the ducts.”

You’re close. So damn close to finishing. All Thor has to do is- “Fuck!” You cry out as Thor rams into you, sending you flying into oblivion as your orgasm hits. Your body thrashes, but Thor holds you close as he cums inside of you once more.

He smoothes out your hair and kisses over your face softly, soothing you as you come down from your high. Thor slips out of you, wobbling his way to the bathroom to clean himself up. He returns with a wash cloth to wash you of your juices. You lay there, out of breath, squeezing your thighs together for relief. Thor chuckles and tosses the towel away, helping you sit up long enough to drink from water. “That’ll do, little one.”

I Was NOT Prepared For That!!! Looking For A Filthy Thor Fic? This One Is For You!

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