Eye of the Storm (Marvel Fanfic)

Chapter Twenty

As soon as Loki leaves, you put the deadbolt lock on, turn your back to the door, and slide down to the floor. Burying your face into your knees and chest, you let out a muffled scream. Thor walks over and sits down next to you.

Knowing the answer, he asks anyway: "You ok?"

Without lifting your head from its hiding place, you mumble: "Mmmhmm."

Thor: "Anything I can do?"

Still buried deep in the depths of despair, you give Thor another stifled response: "No, I'm good... thank you."

Thor nods: "Ok..."

He waits a minute or two before he says anything else. He knows you need to stew a little, so he lets you have your moment....

With a big grin plastered across his face, he suddenly makes an excited suggestion: "Hey.....want to pretend to have really, really loud sex in case he's still loitering and listening, and really annoy him?!!"

Your head immediately pops up like a little mole that's just realised the rain has stopped and has come out to investigate. You half smile, half laugh at his wild idea before agreeing to it, but on one condition...

Feeling mischievous, you look right into Thor's beautiful eyes and respond: "Why pretend when we can do the real thing?"

There's a twinkle in your eye that wasn't there before, and Thor wastes no time in putting the plan to action.

Thor: "Say no more Lady L/N!!"

He picks you up and throws you over his shoulder. You squeal in anticipation all the way to the bed. He lays you down on the bed, and you spend the next hour having very loud, very raucous and somewhat giggly sex.

The entire time, there's only one thought running through your head.

This man just gets me.

By the time the 2nd orgasm hits, both of you have forgotten why you even started this escapade. It doesn't even matter anymore because once again, you have become totally consumed by one another during the act, and the rest of the world just continues to fall away.

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Later that day.
The Avengers Compound

Thor is working out in the gym when Nat walks in.

Nat: "Hey, big guy - want to spar with me?"

Thor puts his weights down and makes his way over to Nat.

Thor: "Sure, hand me the pads."

She passes the punching pads to him and proceeds to wrap up her hands. Thor takes his position while Nat corrects her stance and begins to punch in quick succession.

He starts to move around the ring, forcing Nat to chase a moving target, making it difficult to speak while she attempts to control her breathing.

Nat breathlessly: "So......you and
Y/N....??"

She gasps as she endeavours to punch the target pads with full force.

Oblivious to what she's getting at or that she has any kind of suspicions, Thor responds with confusion: "Yeah? What about me and Y/N??"

Nat takes one big breath before pressing on, stopping after every few words to catch up: "There's something....going....on...with you both....right?"

Thor stops on the spot, and Nat mirrors him.

Thor: "What are you talking about?"

She takes a drink from her bottle, pausing before responding. Partly to give herself a second to breathe and partly to give Thor a chance to spill.

As she's waiting for him to say something, she contemplates her life choices.

I never learn! Why the fuck do I always offer to train with actual gods and super soldiers when I nearly die, every damn time?!

When he still fails to say anything, Nat gestures to Thor: "Switch, I'll hold the pads you do all the moving and chasing and punching."

Thor scoffs: "I'm not sure that's a good idea, Natasha - I'll break your hands."

Nat raises her brow, it's become somewhat of her signature look of disproval: "Really? You don't have any way of restraining yourself, so you don't hurt your much smaller opponent?"

Annoyed, Thor concedes: "Fine....but next time you want to spar, only call me if I get to be the pads. I like being the pads."

Nat laughs: "Fine....so you going to tell me about you and Y/N or do I have to go to her directly to get the tea?"

Thor: "I don't know what you're talking about..."

Nat rolls her eyes: "Spare me. You spend every chance you have at her place since the break up, and the last time she was here, I know damn well you were up to no good. The lights kept flickering for God's sake - I can only assume that was you making that happen."

Thor smirks: "Technically, Y/N made that happen." He winks at Nat, and she instantly recoils.

Nat: "Urgh dude, no, that is not the intel I'm after. I want to know what's happening between you, not what's actually 'happening' between you."

Nat shudders: "Eugh gross!"

Thor laughs: "Well, that is what is happening between us....sex! I don't know what more I can tell you."

Undeterred by his lack of details, Nat persists. She knows there's something more going on and by her own admission....she's nosey, especially when it comes to her friends.

I'll get this out of him, even if I have to punch it out of him.

Nat: "Thor, come on. I've seen the way you look at her....you've been looking at her the same way for the last three years. But something has changed, you don't look at her the same way anymore. Before you were like a lost puppy just dying for her to pay any kind of attention to you...now, you look at her like a lion stalking his prey."

She waggles her eyebrows in a comically suggestive manner, and he laughs.

He begins to think of you, what you would want him to say or not say. He gets completely lost in his thoughts and can't help but smile. Nat immediately clocks it and chuckles at his coyness.

Thor looks at Nat, beaming: "Ok....yes, I admit it, I'm obsessed with her. She's incredible, I'm falling for her, and I have never been this happy in my life...."

Nat: ".....but??"

Thor sighs, exasperated: "Loki's back."