Any other day, Thor being amused at his expense might have brought up Peter's irritation, real or not, but tonight was not just another day. Not with the pheromones in the air, allowing them to free themselves of doubts and everything between them that made them hold back. Not with Thor's lips wrapped around him and purring, gods, the purring... it left Peter with a jaw slack as he panted, arching his back and murmuring words of praise, fingers buried on the golden locks.
Thor was very flexible for someone with so many muscles, Peter was a bit jealous. Okay, maybe a lot, but he was no slouch and as soon as he got his bearings he planned on showering the god with attention too. After a second, Peter understood what Thor was doing and threws his head back as he moaned in delight, rolling his hips. No matter how skilled his partner was at this, Peter wasn't going to be an asshole however, and push too much too fast. He could, however, fuck Thor's mouth deep and steady, showing how well he could roll his hips when the occasion called for it.
He slid a hand over the broad shoulders and down the length of Thor's arm, but then the god's fingers found their way up to his chest, and Peter gave a harsher thrust as he jolted, mewling loudly. He sucked in a deep breath, the view of his cock spearing into Thor's hot mouth and the touches to his nipples were making his head spin. Peter wasn't worried about coming too soon, but Thor sure made it a challenge to hold back.
"That feels so good, but ah, T--Thor..." His was voice hoarse and his hand was now gripping the hair more tightly. He gave a couple of tugs to get the other man's full attention. "Ey...You want to fuck?”
Peter asked, breathlessly, all slurred vowels and broken consonants then bit his bottom lip as if he was self-conscious about the suggestion. Making out and touching each other all over was one thing, but he wanted more, needed more. Even if it was only for a night. He didn't know if Thor wanted the same.
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Thor was very flexible for someone with so many muscles, Peter was a bit jealous. Okay, maybe a lot, but he was no slouch and as soon as he got his bearings he planned on showering the god with attention too. After a second, Peter understood what Thor was doing and threws his head back as he moaned in delight, rolling his hips. No matter how skilled his partner was at this, Peter wasn't going to be an asshole however, and push too much too fast. He could, however, fuck Thor's mouth deep and steady, showing how well he could roll his hips when the occasion called for it.
He slid a hand over the broad shoulders and down the length of Thor's arm, but then the god's fingers found their way up to his chest, and Peter gave a harsher thrust as he jolted, mewling loudly. He sucked in a deep breath, the view of his cock spearing into Thor's hot mouth and the touches to his nipples were making his head spin. Peter wasn't worried about coming too soon, but Thor sure made it a challenge to hold back.
"That feels so good, but ah, T--Thor..." His was voice hoarse and his hand was now gripping the hair more tightly. He gave a couple of tugs to get the other man's full attention. "Ey...You want to fuck?”
Peter asked, breathlessly, all slurred vowels and broken consonants then bit his bottom lip as if he was self-conscious about the suggestion. Making out and touching each other all over was one thing, but he wanted more, needed more. Even if it was only for a night. He didn't know if Thor wanted the same.