Friends with Benefits

5

Without looking up, you walked into the flat once Thor had opened the door wide enough for you to enter. Once you were inside, you turned around and looked at Thor, gasping when you saw a bruise on his face. You ran towards him, placing your hands on his cheeks.

"Thor! What happened?"

"Nothing for you to worry about." He answered, turning his head.

"Thorrrr, what hapenedddd?" You asked again, whining slightly causing Thor to look at you "you're hurt."

"I fell." He lied.

"Are you sure you're not concussed? Do you need to go to a hospital?" You suggested.

Thor thought about your question for a few moments before he answered. As he expected, you were back, willing and ready, he just didn't expect you so soon.

"Well, my head does hurt a bit, maybe you should keep me company, just so I don't pass out or anything." He answered causing Loki to scoff from the confines of his room where he eavesdropped into the conversation.

"If you need me to stay I'll stay, I wouldn't want you passing out." You agreed.

"Perfect." Thor smiled, picking you up.

"Thorrr." You grouched, eventually wrapping your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck when he didn't let go. Instead, he carried you towards his bedroom.

"Let's get you out of these wet clothes." He spoke, laying you on the bed as he moved himself down it until he was eventually kneeling over it from the floor.

"Give me a top, I'll dry my clothes in the dryer."

"I'll help you get out of these ones." He grinned, running his hands up your legs before his fingers found the hem of your jeans.

"Stopp." You giggled "I'm more than competent."

"I don't doubt it, I just want to be helpful."

Soon after, Thor had discarded your jeans, pulling them down your legs and over your ankles before running his hand over your calf leaving you trying not to burst out in a fit of laughter considering that the action was very ticklish.

"Your skin is so soft." Thor praised, moving his hand higher and higher. "Is this okay?" He asked, looking up at you as his hands ran over your upper thighs. You knew you should have said no, you should have left, shouldn't have given in but you could never say no to those blue eyes and that smug expression and those skilful fingers. Resistance was futile.

"Yes." You answered, nodding as you bit your lip.

"Good." He grinned as he used his index finger to run over your clothed heat causing you to widen your legs slightly. Technically this wasn't sex so you were sticking to your word. This was just touching, a massage if you will.

Meanwhile, Loki stood in his bedroom, looking in the mirror at his busted lip and forming black eye. He clearly left this altercation more scarred but he didn't have anyone to check on him. He didn't have a you. He sighed when he heard you giggling followed by the sound of you moaning which was evidence enough to assume that Thor was back in your good graces, so much for being over. He just couldn't understand why you couldn't let Thor go. What was it about him that left you so powerless? Why did you settle for someone so unworthy when a true love was waiting for you, just waiting for you to notice him, properly notice him. Taking a deep breath, he decided to put some earphones in and pick up some of the mess in his room caused by he and Thors fight.

"You taste soo good." Thor groaned, rolling his tongue over your clit as you closed your eyes, nestling your fingers in his hair.

"Don't stoppp." You moaned, rocking your hips against his face as Thor continued to devour you. Feeling a wave of pleasure rush over you, you clamped your legs closed around Thors head wanting him to stop but needing him to stay. He lapped your juices up before finally stopping.

"You always look so gorgeous when you come undone." Thor smiled, lifting his head as he looked up at you.

"Stopp." You giggled, feeling flustered "I'm going to the bathroom." You announced, changing out of your top and into one of Thors ones that fell loosely down you which was perfect considering you didn't put your underwear back on. Opening the door, you made your way towards the bathroom only to be met by Loki who was standing in it with the door open and looking into the mirror. When you saw his reflection, you gasped seeing his lip slightly bleeding as well as a forming bruise on his eye. "Oh my god, Loki!"

Seeing you, he quickly tried to hide his face as he turned around and made his way out until you paused his movements with your hands on his upper arms as you eyed his injuries. Pushing him backwards, you sat him on the closed toilet seat before you turned around and reached up into the cabinet for some cotton wool and antiseptic. As you did, Loki looked up to see what you were doing but instead was met by the sight of the top you were wearing riding up exposing the fact that you were not wearing any undergarments as the curvature of your behind became visible. Breathing beginning to quicken, he prized his eyes away from you before looking to the ground praying he could stay soft.

"You and Thor I take it." You spoke, turning around holding the cotton and the antiseptic. You gave the bottle to Loki to open, which he did before you dampened some cotton with it and pressed it to his lip. The painful sting thankfully gave Loki something different to focus on as opposed to you standing between his legs wearing nothing but a thin piece of material. "Sorry." You added when Loki winced as you dabbed at his eye.

"Don't be." He smiled curtly, allowing you to continue your attempt at being a nurse despite barely knowing what you were doing.

"What was the fight about?"

You

"Nothing important" Loki lied.

"You mustn't fight, don't want to ruin your pretty face." You grinned, lightning the mood.

Pretty

"I won't." Loki answered with a small chuckle.

"I'm sure if you kiss him better he'll be alright." Thor interrupted, standing outside the bathroom. Loki rolled his eyes as you spun around to face Thor.

"Why would you do that to him?" You yelled, pointing back at Loki.

"We had a little disagreement, nothing major." Thor assured.

"Nothing major, he's bleeding."

"Kiss him better then." Thor shrugged.

"Thor"

"Kiss him better y/n." Thor repeated, eyes set on yours. You returned his equality intense gaze, certain you wouldn't be the one to back down. The staring competition began whilst Loki awkwardly sat behind you. Thor was being such a dick.

"You're a dick." You finally spoke, breaking the tense silence before you turned around and placed a lingering kiss on Lokis forehead "sorry about your dick of a brother." You added before turning back around and pushing past Thor. Going into his bedroom, you picked up a pair of his tracksuit bottoms as well as a hoodie and threw them over the shirt you were currently wearing. Ensuring you had your key, you left once again.

"Byeeee y/n." Thor called from behind you as you slammed the door.

Entering his bedroom, leaving Loki who was still sitting on the toilet seat covering his lap, Thor picked up the pair of knickers you had left on the floor and made his way back towards the bathroom before throwing them at Loki. Laughing to himself, Thor walked back to his bedroom.