Avengers: Incursion

Let Go

Dean woke the following morning to the sensation of Thor's lips on his skin. He kept his eyes shut and feigned sleep while Thor slowly and lingeringly kissed along his shoulder. He reached his throat and smiled when Dean shivered, then took his earlobe gently between his teeth. When Dean resumed his attempt at playing possum, Thor slowly slid a hand beneath the sheets and began to knead his ass, prying or apart so his erect cock could glide across his entrance.

"Thor," Dean sleepily groaned.

"It is no use, Fair One," Thor growled, still holding Dean's earlobe between his teeth. "I know you are faking."

"We need to get up and get ready," Dean sighed.

"We have time enough," Thor murmured.

"Mom and dad have probably already started making breakfast," Dean said, raising his watch and noting the time.

"They will keep it warm."

Dean reached back and took Thor's cock by the base, stroking and rubbing it. A knock on the bedroom door interrupted them.

"Go away," Thor playfully shouted.

"Kyle is hungry," Steve said from the other side of the closed door.

"I am too," Dean said before flickering out of Thor's arms and across the room.

Thor rolled onto his back and pounded his fists against the mattress. "I wanted to fuck you," he pouted.

Dean began to dress and winked at his husband. "Later. Come on. We need to get moving."

"I have the worst headache," Taylor sighed when the group convened.

"At least you didn't get sick," Jean said before casting a pointed look at Scott, who still looked a bit green in the face.

Kyle wrapped an arm around Scott's shoulders and scowled at Jean. "Be nice to him."

"Yeah," Scott agreed in a fatigued voice. "Be nice to me."

"It's not his fault he hardly ever takes that massive stick out of his ass," Kyle added in a teasing voice.

Scott ignored Kyle and put his head between his knees.

"Are you sure your parents won't mind having an army over for breakfast?" Mark asked Dean.

"Of course not. I come from a huge family," Dean said as he handed a bottle of Tylenol to Taylor, who smiled appreciatively.

After everyone had gathered their bearings, Thor summoned Stormbreaker and the Bifrost shot down to collect them, quickly transporting them in front of Dean's parents' house.

Dean, who had been in the midst of laughing at something Kyle said, was immediately transformed by the sight before him. The house was in a state of chaos. The window overhead- one that belonged to the nursery- had been broken, and several shards of glass were scattered in the yard before them. He took a step forward, crunching some of it underfoot and his mind seemed to be seized in confusion. Black smoke billowed out of the open front door and the trance was broken. Together, Dean and Thor ran up to the house just as Jack pulled up in his truck, the tires screaming.

"Rosie!" Jack shouted as he threw himself out of the truck and ran for the front door.

Before anyone could reach the entrance, Rosie emerged from the doorway, her movements eerily slow. Her face was ashen and her hair was a tangled, bloody mess around her face. Bloody, horrific wounds decorated her shoulder and chest. She stumbled down the front steps, falling into Jack's arms. Slowly, he slid to the ground and cradled his wife against his chest as she gazed up at the halo of people surrounding her. Her glassy eyes then looked beyond them.