50 Shades of Rogers (StevexThor)

Game Time

Steve's pupils dialated as he gazed upon the Asgaurdian God. He thought he was drooling as he realized that the man was shirtless, wearing basketball ball shorts that were low enough to see the v-line that pointed downward toward Thor's 'hammer'. Steve felt a knot in his stomach, his throat dry. He lusted for Thor in a way that self pleasure could never satisfy.

"Hello Steve." Thor greeted with a nod of his head. Steve didn't respond immediately, caught up in his own filthy fantasies.

"Oh, hello! Come this way." Steve cleared his throat and turned towards the hallway, showing the God to his room. Steve opened the door and peeked his head in, then decided to try something.
"Oh dear, Thor, I'm afraid the maids haven't gotten to this room yet." Rogers looked at Thor, closing the door before he could see the spotless room.

"Well, surely there's another room I can rest in." Thor raised an eyebrow.

"Not every room has a bed, my dear." Steve chuckled, then bit his lip. "I suppose you could sleep in my room..." He looked into the God's eyes, his ego much too large to look away. Besides, he could practically drown in Thor's eyes and be perfectly alright with it.

"On your bed? Is it large enough for two men to sleep comfortably?" The Asgaurdian questioned.

"Thor my dear, I've fit more than two men on this bed before." Steve smirked, walking down the hallway. He looked completely unbothered by the conversation.

"More than...what? Steve wait up!" Thor was confused, and being left behind as Rogers quickly walked down the hallway towards his bedroom. Steve stopped in front of a door and opened it, the walls were different colors but they all went in an order of Red, White, and Blue. The room was dimly lit, but you could make out the black leather that everything seemed to be made of.
There were handcuffs, whips, a bed in the middle had chains where the legs and arms would be. An arrangement of devices sat on a table near it, all of them had one purpose...to pleasure the user.

"S-Steve?" Thor's voice faltered, and Roger's panicked, slamming the door.

"Well, needless to say that THAT was not the room I meant to enter." Steve turned around, facing Thor.

"What was that?" Thor was beginning to raise his voice, slightly afraid of the other man.

"That was my 'Red, White, and Blue Room'..." Rogers cleared his throat, nervously. "Please do not tell anyone about that."

"It was...slightly arousing." Thor chuckled lightly, putting a hand on Steve's shoulder. Steve's cheeks blushed rose pink.

"Really?" He turned to the God.

"Well I've always found chains and things of that sort very...sexual." Thor grinned, Steve's heart thudding.

"I didn't know you had such a filthy mind, Mr. Odinson." Steve put one arm around the back of Thor's neck, the other desperately reaching for the doorknob of the 'Red, White, and Blue Room'.

"And I didn't know you had such a strong preference for men." Thor leaned in, Steve taking over and kissing the God deeply. The taste of the man on his lips was intoxicating, Thor's soft hands gripped Steve's shoulders. Steve took a few steps back as the door opened, not breaking the kiss as he led Thor into the dim room.

"You don't know how long I've been dreaming about this, Thor." Steve pushed Thor down on the bed, the memory foam welcoming the weight of their bodies. Steve's lips burned kisses down Thor's neck as he played with the hem of his basketball shorts.

"You don't know how long I've been driving myself to the edges of my sanity, pleasuring myself to the thought of you." Thor moaned softly, his hands now gripping the sheets nervously.

"You shouldn't say things like that to me, you'll start something that you can't finish." Steve grinned, sliding the male's shorts down.

"I assure you that I can handle anything you give me." Thor taunted, a smirk spreading across his lips.

"You're underestimating me." Steve stood, taking his shirt off, his muscles flexing with each movement. Thor's eyes gazed over him like he was absorbing the sight.

"Prove me wrong, Mr. Rogers." The God laid back, rolling his hips slightly with anticipation. Steve grinned, running a hand lightly over Thor's length, the male shivered lightly under his touch.

"Trust me, I will."