Ah yes, they were going somewhere. Peter's own smile sharpened after hearing that rumble of a growl. The way Thor moved in response and how his cock dragged against Peter's inner walls sent a shudder up his spine. So fucking good already.

Peter has never a been quiet or still person ins his everyday life, and he wasn't about to start being like that in bed either. The muscles of his stomach tensed as he drove his hips up and down, slowly at first to fall into rhythm with Thor's own movements, then gaining more intent to meet him midway.

Hand reaching out, Peter slide it past the curve of Thor's neck, grabbed a handful of his hair, and gave it a pull while he tensed his body up on purpose, squeezing the cock breaching him. They could fuck all night, or that's what Peter hopped, and even if the first time didn't last long that wouldn't be a loss. Sometimes one was in the mood for fast and dirty and intense. And gods, could Thor be intense sometimes.