Don’t come into Thor’s room, he’s entertaining a fan. Who: Thor and Alice Ayres Where: Thor’s room. What: Alice and Thor talk, and comfort each other When: Backdated to the night Thor got his minigolf course and Wood was ill. Avengers, assemble. Then cockblock. Warnings/Rating: R for sex Status Complete!
Thor sat in his room waiting to find out more about Oliver's condition. what little he had heard from some of the nurses did not sound good. He waited and worried, unsure how he could help.
Verity was sleeping in the waiting room on a gurney, and Oliver was still in sedation. Alice moved to visit Thor, knowing he was still in the hospital, probably upset.
Her eyes were red from crying, hair mussed as she knocked quietly. “Thor?”
His head came up and he smiled but it was a sad smile as he moved to her. "I'm here. Any news?"
Thor felt guilty to be in such good health now.
She shook her head, moving to sit down by him. Squeezing his hand, she smiled at him and kissed his knuckles. “Thor, you’re a good person. I’m really glad you’re here.” Stroking his hand, she smiled at him, sniffling hard.
Thor ruffled her hair lightly, and pulled her close, hugging her. “I wish I knew how to help.” He felt helpless and that made him angry. He hugged her again, kissing her hair and cheeks, sighing. “He’s a good and strong man. He’ll get through this.”
“He will. I have no doubt.” She just knew that feeling helpless and useless would hurt him more than anything else, and that made her sad. She moved closer to Thor, burrowing close and letting him wrap his arms around her.
Thor snuggled her close, stroking her back, her hair, enfolding her with all of himself, and smiling softly. “He will, yes. and we will find a way to make this better, Alice, I promise you.” He knew he would have to find a way.
He held her close, and kissed her hair, hands holding her against him so much that it was more intimate than sex.
Alice closed her eyes. She felt safe, and she would’ve wept, but she’d done it so much in that evening that she was exhausted. She didn’t think she could cry anymore. Her muscles relaxed a bit, and she bit her lower lip. For a while, she just let herself relax.
Thor held her and he sighed, wishing he could do something, make something better happen. Maybe if he had been completely Asgardian, it would be different, but for now... he had to hope for more dreams. Damn it.
“The doctors here work wonders. Who knows what will happen.”
“He’ll be fine.” He had to be. She needed him, and so did Verity, and all of his friends. She hadn’t realized how important he was to her until then.
“Are his parents okay? Or did they make it here, yet?” He worried about them, too. he’d managed to see Oliver, to see what he looked like. He would wish that on no one else.
She nodded. “You should see his dad. It’s pretty obvious where he gets his looks from. I’d totally make Oli some siblings if he wouldn’t smack me for it.” She was trying to stay in a good mood.
Thor nodded slowly. He chuckled at her words and hugged her. “A good thought, nonetheless.” He kissed her cheek, then remembered something. “I know this is a weird request, at a weird time, but can I take a couple of pictures of you?”
Alice couldn’t help but laugh. “I look like shit, but sure, have at. Why?”
“A surprise, hopefully a good one, in this crazy time.” He smiled a little and fetched a small digital camera, then nodded to her. “Smile, Alice. Remember that Oliver is going to be healthy again, sometime soon, and we’ll be there with him.” And he lifted the camera to shoot.
She smiled sadly, but it was still a smile. Thor had gotten results. “You’re a good man, Thor Odinson. What did you wish for, or did you get a chance to? Did you see the meteor shower at all? I took video of it.”
He shot the pics, and then put down the camera and hugged her again. “I am not, Silly. I’m just a simple guy, who is an actor, and likes to sleep with incredibly smart and strong women.” he kissed her cheeks, then sighed.
“If I tell you, will you try to believe me. It’s sort of... hard to believe.”
“You are so, Thor, and don’t you argue with me.” She leaned down to kiss him lightly, smiling at him and burrowing close. “I’ll try to believe you, you know I trust you.”
Thor stuck out his tongue to lick her lips, then grinned and kissed her back, hugging her tight. “I can argue if I wanna.” He grinned, then nodded, and stroked her back, settling in, and his voice took on a soft tone. A tone full somehow, of even more timbre than normally it was. As he spoke, his voice literally conjured images to the minds of those hearing, and the scene of which he spoke took place for them.
“Once mankind accepted a simple truth; that they were not alone in this universe. Some worlds man believed home to their Gods. Others they knew to fear. From around the cold and darkness came the Frost Giants. Threatening to plunge the mortal world into a new ice age. But humanity would not face this threat alone. Our armies drove the Frost Giants back into the heart of their own world. The cost was great. In the end, their king fell. And the source of their power was taken from them. With the last great war ended, we withdrew from the other worlds and returned home at the realm eternal, Asgard. And here we remain as the beacon of hope. Shining out across the stars. And though we have fallen into mans myths and legends, it was Asgard and it's warriors that brought peace to the universe.*”
His voice was low and soft as he told the tale of the war between Asgard and the Frost Giants, and then spoke onward, his voice rising a little more.
“And I dreamed, slowly, during my coma, and then again, here in the hospital, of being that Thor. The God of Thunder, only, not a god, so much as a powerful alien, a man with power granted him by his father. and by his race. And by the weapon he wielded. A weapon called Mjolnir.” And he waved a hand, and a spark left his hand, to the cabinet nearest the wall of his room, and it popped open, and there, looking more real than anything else around it, sat Mjolnir.
Sorrow filled his voice then, and he looked away, tears fresh in his eyes. “And I dreamed of how I betrayed my oaths and my position and nearly started a war that would cause neverending shame and sorrow.” And he spoke on, humbly telling her of his brashness, of his actions on his coronation day, and of his trip to Jotunheim, and his casting out.
“I was unworthy, and in time, I earned it back, you see. But here... on Mid-, on Earth, I haven’t And I wondered, and wished, half-idly, that i was worthy of Mjiolnir, and it came to me, and flew to my hand. And then on the midnight of Christmas, even as I learned of Oliver’s accident... the magic fled, and I once more couldn’t lift it.”
He hugged her. “So there you go. There is the story of my dreams, and of my wish. And I hope you do not think I am a completely crazy person.”
“Holy shit,” Alice murmured. She didn’t think he was crazy at all, because if he was, she was too. She’d just seen all of that.
Thor hugged her gently. “And as I’ve dreamed, I’ve gained some power, some ability... and I’ve grown.” He coughed. “In many ways.”
“You’re taller?” She cocked her head to the side, but then she got his meaning. “Oh - oh. And here Oli and I were going to ask you to come over and … you know. When you got better.” She went pink. “Are you going to break us now?”
Thor raised both eyebrows. “A little taller, and wider, and, yes. Oh.” He waggled his eyebrows then blushed bright red. “No. I would not. I, ah... well, as an Asgardian, I can shift things some.” He opened his mouth, then closed it, then sighed. “I can’t even explain it. It’s science, but it’s so far different from Earth Science that it’s also magic, sort of.” He facepalmed.
“I won’t break you. I treasure you both too much.” Still blushing. “And I would be honored.To come home with you both.”
“He fancies blokes a bit, I thought it would be a nice safe way for him to explore how much, and how so.” She grinned, running her nails over his stomach. “How’re you feeling, anyway?”
“I will always take care with you, and with him, of course. I fancy blokes a bit myself, now and then.” he borrowed her words, smiling softly.
He sighed at her question, and shook his head. “To borrow words from my own mind; Tired, sad, woeful, angry, annoyed, healthy as a horse and more so, horny, and guilty at the last two.” He kissed her cheek, and groaned at the way her nails ran over him, hissing out a breath. “And aroused even more, now.”
“Don’t feel guilty. Oli will be fine, and you’ll get to see how well he’ll be in no time.” She kissed Thor’s cheek. “See? Mean guys don’t feel guilty about things like this.”
Thor laughed. "You are sneaky." He hugged her. "You make me smile. Thank you. What would I do without you?"
Of course, he still didn't believe her.
She laughed, kissing him gently. “Oh, you’d muddle through.” She didn’t believe that she was all that special, really. “How am I sneaky?”
“Bah.” Thor kissed her nose, then her lips, and smiled. “Maybe, but I do much better with you around.” He nodded, and then chuckled. “Being all sneaky with the logic. Very sneaky.” He nodded again.
“If logic is sneaky, then yes. I’m sneaky.” She chuckled, closing her eyes, content to be curled up next to him. She felt safer, more hopeful near him.
Thor stroked her back and hair, a gentle petting and he spoke softly, vibrantly. “I watched one of his old games, seeing him war in the field against the opposing players, and he really is a good man and player.” He stroked her back and then he started telling the take of the show he’d watched, and his voice took on that tone again and images flowed, to let Alice see Oliver as he had been. And when he finished, Thor nodded. “He will be there again, someday. It will happen.”
She nodded. “He’s honestly the most dedicated keeper I’ve ever seen.” She smiled and burrowed her head into Thor’s shoulder. “It’s how he and I met, I was a bit of a … fan of his.” She blushed brightly, looking up at Thor. “I’m sure that’s something you’re familiar with.”
Thor flushed and nodded. “A little. Fans are important.” He grinned. “I sort of adopted a fan who i am a fan of as well. He told her of Sada, and frankly told her about their semi-sexual encounter and how he had adopted her and vice versa. He could share this sort of stuff with Alice.
That made Alice grin. “Aww, you have an Oli!” She understood that feeling - of inherent friendship plus random lust. It was exactly what she had with Oliver Wood.
He chuckled and nodded some. “I think that is an apt name for her. She is a good woman and a friend, already. “ Thor kissed her then, softly. He chuckled. “I admit, she made me start wanting to find ways to shag again, even if this hospital is very much not the place to do it.”
“Are you feeling well enough to do it?” She grinned broadly, sitting up and smiling at him. “That’s fantastic!” It was a sign that he was feeling better if he could think about his libido.
He blushed brightly. “Yes. Having Mjolnir around has almost completely healed me. “ he took her hand gently and placed it on the front of his groin, letting her feel how he was erect. “Even the sorrow over Oliver cannot change how you affect me.” he felt bad about it, but it was the truth. She aroused him.
“Oh. You weren’t kidding.” She bit her lower lip, feeling her cheeks color. “God, Leonard would kill me,” she murmured. Yes, she was on a first name basis with Oli and Thor’s doctor. Being nice got connections.
Thor grinned. “Not if we hang a sock on the door to warn him off.” He blushed a little. “He told me to do so, so he doesn’t interrupt anything.”
That made Alice laugh. “I can do you one better, I can text him.” She smiled, pulling out her phone and shooting a quick text to Dr. McCoy. Don’t come into Thor’s room, he’s entertaining a fan.
Then she went to his door, shut it, then moved toward his bed, drawing the curtain.
Thor blushed softly. And moved toward the bed as well, shedding his clothing. He smirked at her. “I... thank you, Alice.” As he dropped his hospital issue trousers, his erection sprang free, obviously much larger than before. His Asgardian nature was nearly complete.
She shook her head. “Sometimes when someone’s hurting or ill, you just want to feel alive and stop worrying for ten minutes.” Alice closed her eyes. It seemed like she’d been worrying about someone for forever.
He pulled her close, then and kissed her, stroking her hair and her back as he poured passion and frustration and need into it. She was his dear friend, and his fuckbuddy and he valued her for both.
It really was distraction and comfort in equal measure. She wrapped her small arms around him, feeling all the tinier next to him for some reason. Had he gotten taller too? She was suddenly glad she’d worn a skirt, simply wiggling out of her panties and letting him do what he wanted.
Thor smiled at Alice, eyes warm, completely naked and pulled her closer to him. “You are so beautiful. You make me feel really good.” He smirked at her as he ground against her.
“You weren’t kidding,” she murmured. “I think you got taller.” She looked up, tiptoeing and trying to kiss him, smiling and closing her eyes. “You smell good. How do you smell good when you’ve been in hospital this whole time?”
He leaned in and kissed her, hard, then grinned. “I have friends bringing me various shampoos and body washes. I keep trying different ones. I felt so gross when I came out of the coma, and I like showers, a lot.” He smiled softly, stroking her back.
“You smell amazing,” Alice grinned. She suddenly felt far too clothed, and she wiggled out of her shirt. “How long do you think we have? I’m not going to be able to walk again, but at least I’m in the right place.”
“Twenty, maybe thirty minutes at most. I’m not sure.” He kissed her hard, and smirked. “I was thinking that we might do something... naughty. Something different.” He winked at her. “How acrobatic are you feeling?”
“We’re celebrating your health, do whatever you want, buster.” Alice purred as she was kissed. That much hadn’t changed, and she cooed a bit.
He smirked as he turned her around, then, and groped her breasts from behind. “I have an idea...” He led her to the bed, and sat down. “Trust me, and slide your legs to either side of me. I want you to sink down on me so we get nice and tight...” He smirked wider, knowing he would soon have her lifted up.
Alice bit her lower lip, trusting him inherently in everything that came to her. “You’re just trying to break me,” she teased. But she did as he instructed, lowering herself carefully, gasping loudly at the difference in his size. She hadn’t been wrong; he had gotten taller. Everywhere.
“No breaking, I promise.” He groaned as she slid down, so tight around him, so very hot and tight. His will and his power flowed and it would go easier for her as he shared his energy, unknowingly sharing his very life force in the way of his people.
Thor slid his hands along her arms and then to her breasts, and then stood, supporting them both with erection and his arms, and groaned as he used his hold on her body to roll his hips and thrust out then in again. “Yes!”
Alice couldn’t help but gasp when he stood. She was surprised that he didn’t hurt - not much, not more than what she liked anyway. But he was holding her up, exposing her to the door, and she could feel the air more acutely because technically they were in public and he was pounding into her. They weren’t even being subtle, it wasn’t like she could say “oh I’m just sitting in his lap”. They were rutting, and she felt her toes curl, completely glad for the moment to think of nothing beyond the pleasure he provided her and she him.
Thor groaned as he fucked her, hard and steady, and his hands groped her breasts a little roughly as he nipped and nibbled and kissed her neck. “So good, Alice.” He would worry about being exposed, about being interrupted, but the truth was, even if they were, Thor would probably not stop. The position she was in and he was in, that made her so tight and it felt so good.
She liked the rough, and she turned her head to kiss his jawline and neck, anywhere she could. She wanted to be quiet, if only for propriety’s sake, but he made it impossible. She could feel herself shuddering, and she felt herself squeeze around him.
Thor smirked and kissed her hard. He slammed up into her, moaning, shuddering. The feeling was rising that he needed to fuck her even more and he moaned her name. “Alice.... so good.” It was then that he saw a flicker of movement outside, and the door began to open...