Her words had been so clear that they left no doubt, but Thor hesitated a moment as he felt that wave of power that came from her faith in him. He had entertained this scenario in his thoughts, but now that it was ready to become a reality he knew he'd have to drag this out. Curiosity drove him more than anything. Her mild pleas and words of gratitude already made such a difference, fuelled by her intention and pure spirit. If he pushed her, would that be that? Would those sparks fizzle out?
He saw that insecurity creep back into her eyes and silently cursed himself for doing that to her again, "I will not have you today. We have time."
Namira fought down the urge to roll her eyes. Sure, they had time, but it was only one week. Did he not want her? Namira knew that wasn't the case as she felt his erection still firmly pressed against her centre. So what was it? Reluctantly she moved off of him, not understanding how this had backtracked so quickly when Thor had been about to fill her aching vagina.
Thor grabbed her wrist before she could get up, "You are not going anywhere. I will not give you my cock today, sweet thing, but that doesn't mean there's no pleasure to be had."
Namira blinked at him slowly, unsure and he gently drew her back on the bed, "Let me feel your touch first, let me feel your mouth on me."
Namira flushed, but then straddled him again, kissing him with hungry determination. He'd presented a challenge and she be damned if she didn't make this difficult for him. He might have decided that he wouldn't have her now, but she would be unwavering in trying to get him to change his mind.
Her lips trailed along his neck, his chest, down his stomach, a line of admiration and awe. Her lips became more sensitive as she did, feeling little jolts of lightning as she all but worshipped his body. He watched her through hooded eyes, fascinated and as she lightly bit the flesh of his stomach a soft sound of pleasure escaped him. Namira had never been this forward with a man, never been the one in control of the other's pleasure and anticipation, but she decided she liked it.
Empowered, she pushed the shorts he still wore down his legs, gasping as that freed his erect penis and it sprang forth excitedly, "Oh... Oh my."
His lips curved into a light smile, followed by a shuddering moan as she gently caressed her fingers along its length. She smiled at that, her thumb caressing the head of his cock, teasing the slit until it leaked a drop of pre-cum for her.
Her eyes were fixated on his as she brought the thumb to her mouth, tasting it. Namira noted to herself that she'd describe this as a divine moment, then murmured a quiet, "Thank you, Thor"
A gasp left her lips as a jolt shot through her fingers where she touched, her eyes flaring in realisation and calculation in what Thor realised was a plot taking form, "Careful..." She grinned at that, even as she shifted between his legs and pressed teasing kisses to his thighs, nipping at the flesh before she teased his balls, "Stop. Teasing."
The words came out in a frustrated grunt that only made Namira more keen to continue rather than give into him, "I didn't hear please."
The God levelled her with a look that suggested that wouldn't be happening, either, but Namira realised in that moment he grossly underestimated her determination. She'd have him begging. She'd make sure.
Her tongue then trailed along his shaft, before it teased the tip, swirling around it. She used her hands to stroke him while she worshipped his ever-thickening cock, "Such a shame..." she whispered, as his lightning teased her, "What fun we could have if you just gave in..."
Thor didn't know why he didn't, why he fought this when all he wanted was to grab that thick hair and force her mouth down, make her take him in all the way while she struggled for air. Another groan left him as he fought against the urge. Not this time. There'd be time for darker play, but now was not the time for it.
She sat up then, watching him with lust and a curiosity that puzzled him. What was she planning?
She straddled him again and he groaned as he felt the proof of her arousal through her panties as she moved herself over his cock. What was she doing?
Namira studied him as she slowly grinded her hips, rubbing herself upon his hard cock, angling them to feel the pressure on her clit too, "What a marvel you are Thor... What a beautiful God you are..." She moaned as the sparks of lightning shot through her, giving her a whole new world of pleasure.
Thor watched her in fascinated shock as he realised she knew exactly how to voice her worship in such a way it would benefit her pleasure.
Their combined moans as Namira continued to slide herself along his length filled the room, joined by her words of praise that Thor noted only got more and more intense, "I love the way your lightning touches me. I love the feel of you pressed against me. I love the pleasure I take from your body."
Soon enough Thor's breathing became more laboured as the jolts of lightning were more and more frequent. Namira moaned in pleasure then gasped as Thor's fingers slipped into her panties and rubbed her nub, providing a stimulation that had her legs trembling, "Come for me, Namira, show me."
Her moans increased as she drew close to climax, moaning his name as her body tightened and rode through it. She felt, rather than saw, his release against her, coating their stomachs as he groaned deeply.
They sat there for a moment, easing through the orgasm before Thor drew her in for a kiss. There was a lightly stronger jolt now that left her lips tingling and she gasped into the kiss at its intensity, "Thor..."
The God before her grinned, watching her, "You learn quickly." Namira laughed in answer, "When it benefits me, yes." Thor's hands slid her up his stomach slightly before his legs pushed off the bed and he carried her to his bathroom while she straddled him, "Let's get you cleaned up. It'll be best not to let my ginnheilagr lœkr linger in the air too long. Other Gods will sense it and have... questions."
Namira rose a brow at his words, then watched as he took a wash cloth to clean the seed from her skin, then his own, "Oooh. I see..."
He pulled her too him, another jolt of lightning teasing her lips, "I thank you, Namira. You have no idea how long I've waited to regain some of this power, to have a chance at restoring the balance on your world."
She blushed lightly, "No, thank you Thor, for allowing me to help you."
He grinned as another surge of energy went through him. Thanks to her, he'd have a chance.
TBC...
