thorquill oneshots <3

❤ Make me ❤

Summary: Peter and Thor are having a debate:
"Shut up already."
"Make me."

GUESS WHAT BITCHES?! I CAME UP WITH A NEW IDEA BUT THE OFFICE AU THING IS COMING!! Also I'm jumping straight into the smut because I'm bad and the build up to the smut lol.

"Dude, I'm dead serious." Peter complains.

"And I'm serious too." Thor replied.

They'd been arguing for over 28 minutes in the kitchen, why? Who knows. But Peter sure knows he wants to win, Thor on the other hand, really want to finish.

"I'm just saying, Earth is way cooler than that the plain ass planet Hudo." Quill sighs.

"Quill..." Thor sighs, staring down Peter.

Quill gulped. He'd never seen that look one Thor. But he sure as hell wanted to see it more often especially in bed.

"Shut up." Thor commanded.

"Make me." Quill chuckled, swinging his arm on the back of his chair.

Thor chuckled to himself. He was still staring at Quill, but instead of the normal icy blue eyes, they changed to a dark flare. And Quill very much noticed.

Thor stands up, slowly circling Peter.

"And how should I do that?" Thor asked darkly.

"Should I simply show the world you belong to me, or perhaps..."

"Use that pretty mouth of yours to please me..." Thor clamps a large hand on Peter's shoulder, Peter is completely frozen.

"Or should pound your brains out?" Thor spins Quill around so that they're facing each other (spinny kitchen stools go BRRR-).

Peter was completely red, trying to process a reply.

"Uh-I... Um..." Was the only words forming out of Quill's mouth.

"Hm, I guess I've already shut you up." Thor jokes.

"Hey! I-i still think-" Peter was cut off as Thor yanked him off his chair via grabbing his wrists and kicking his chair away and slamming him into the wall, effectively cornering Quill.

Thor closed the distance, but the kiss wasn't gentle, (bitch it's smut) it was rough and seeking warmth. Thor bit down on Quill's bottom lip, causing the smaller man to moan and let Thor's tongue  explore Peter's mouth. Thor pulled away, watching Quill as he wanted to catch his breath.

"I suppose we'll go for all the methods knowing you." Thor smirked.

"Hey!" Quill protested.

Thor casually swiped Quill off his feet, carrying him bridal style down to his bedroom. Man, Quill thought. So glad the crew are off ship.

Thor dropped Quill, surprisingly gentle for what just happened.

"So, wha-" Peter couldn't even finish his sentence as Thor pushed him against the wall, sucking on Peter's neck, leaving love bites in places he'd couldn't hide them. Peter whimpered as Thor pushed his knee against Peter's ever-growing bulge. Thor suddenly stopped and pushed Peter down to his knees.

"You ready?" Thor asked, Quill knew this was him asking for consent. Peter nodded.

Thor pulled his pants down, letting his dick spring out of his trousers. Peter licked the underside of Thor's dick. Thor grunted as he grabbed the back of Quill's head, forcing him to take all of him at once. Quill choked and gagged as Thor fucked his mouth.

"You like this, Quill?" Thor grunted.

Quill could only produce a muffled moan as a reply.

"Oh baby, you do good at this, I'm gonna-" Thor told him as he released his load down Peter's throat. Thor released his grip on Peter's head letting Quill pulled off and collect his breathe.

"Damn, your pretty good at this." Thor chuckled.

"Heh, thanks." Replied Quill as he stood up.

Thor leaned in, his lips brushing over Quill's ears.

"I hope your ready, because that'll be the last time you'll be able to stand after we're finished." Thor said as he knocked Quill over and onto his bed.

"You know, you have a habit of knocking me over." Quill smiled.

"And I'm about to knock you up." Thor replied as he grabbed the lube from the bedside drawer after flipping Quill onto his stomach.

"I walked into that, didn't I?" He muttered to himself as Thor lubed up his fingers and pulled down Peter's trousers.

Peter's pants and moans is all that could be heard in that room. After around 2 minutes of stretching Peter's ass, Thor pulled out his fingers. Peter moaned at the burn and nearly yelled as Thor pushed into him. After letting Quill adjust, Peter signalled Thor to move.

Thor pounded into Peter as he grabbed the bedsheets. Thor looked down at Quill: His eyes rolled to the back of his head, seeing the stars as he panted, moaned and whimpered, rocking back and forth under the Thunder God's whim. Quill basically screamed in pleasure as Thor moved to go deeper.

"I- wanna- lemme-" Quill tried to form a sentence.

Thor merely placed his thumb over the tip of Peter's dick.

"Beg." Thor instructed him.

"Oh Fuck- Thor, please- Lemme-" Quill choked out between moans.

"I- MmM- Please- I'll be goo-ah-d." He continued.

"Please- Oh my god." Quill panted.

Thor finally lifted his thumb and Peter screamed as he came, painting the bedsheets white and slightly sticky.

Thor came inside Peter, hugging him to make sure he got every last drop. Thor pulled out and let Peter flop onto the bed exhausted, as he put his clothes on.

"I'll tell the crew you're sick." Thor chuckled as he left the room.

Peter just lay there, panting, wondering when they'll do that again.

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Yay! I actually wrote this in one while evening. I guess I'll start writing the next chapter :D (or do my french homework idk)

Word count: 938.