Eye of the Storm (Marvel Fanfic)

Chapter Twenty Three

As predicted, as soon as you enter the first bar, men are falling over themselves to get to the three of you.
Wanda swiftly bats them away, making everyone acutely aware that she "only has eyes for Vis."

Nat, on the other hand, laps up the attention. Never really giving anything back but happily accepting all the compliments and free drinks. Of course, she makes it abundantly clear that she owes them absolutely nothing in return if she accepts their drink or their vague attempts at a compliment. And if they are expecting anything other than a polite thank you, then they ought to rethink their offer because she is more than capable of paying for herself and will not tolerate that kind of entitled attitude.

I respect her so much for that.

I asked her once why she even accepts the drinks if she doesn't want to deal with the 'expectations' and attitude from them, and she told me that 'even if I change the mind of just one guy that a drink or some flattering words do not equal sex then it will have all been worth it.'

She knows that she is in the fortunate position of being able to physically defend herself should a guy turn nasty so she never stops trying to teach men to be better for every other woman who can't.

She is MY hero.

By the time you're on your third round of drinks, you've already been hit on by four guys. Each time a new one makes his way over to you and starts chatting away, you glance over at Thor to see if he is still watching. He always is - making sure you're ok, watching your body language, ensuring you're comfortable.

You think back to all the times you were out with Loki, and a guy would try and talk to you. The way he would react was insane, and somehow, it was always your fault. It's the complete opposite with Thor. He's only watching to make sure you're safe, that you're all safe.

After you've been chatting with bachelor no.4 for a while, you discreetly look over at Thor. His eyes are fixed on you. The guy reaches out and caresses your cheek. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see that Thor is seething, and part of you loves it. He's jealous.

As you're heading to the loo, you text him asking if he's OK and if he wants to sneak off to see you. Before you can even check your phone again for a response, you feel a hand grab you and pull you into a darkened corner of the bar. Completely out of sight to everyone else, the hand leads you round the corner into a secluded snug.

You finally allow yourself to look up. Fearful that it wasn't going to be man you wanted to see, and you breathed a sigh of relief at Thor's beautiful face.

Thor: "Are you ok, princess? I didn't mean to startle you, I just needed to see you and touch you and...."

You interrupt his ramblings by pressing your lips against his. Standing on your tiptoes, you wrap one hand around the back of his neck, bringing him down towards you while the other rests on his hard chest.

As soon as Thor feels you slip your tongue inside his mouth, he lifts you up and deepens the kiss. Pushing you up against the wall, you moan in satisfaction at the now hard dick pressing up against your thigh. The atmosphere has changed, and you let the moment take you away......until Thor squeezes your ass so hard that you let out a squeal that makes him laugh.

Crashing back down to reality, you instantly open your eyes and admire his pure smile.

Thor grinning: "What is it?"

You smile back at him: "Nothing, just like it when you smile...."

He continues to gaze at you, eyes sparkling blue and intoxicating. You begrudgingly begin to drag yourself away from your secret little haven and pull Thor along with you.

Thor: "Where are we going?"

Y/N: "Well, I still need the restroom, and you should get back to Tony before he sends out a search party...and I should return to the girls."

Thor: "And all those guys..." He rolls his eyes jokingly, but you can tell there is a hint of truth in there.

You decided to reassure him: "I'm not interested in any of them, you know....just in case you thought I was....I'm not."

Thor: "I know..."

Y/N: "How do you?"

Thor: "Because you only have eyes for me, that's why you can't take them off me all night." He smirks, pleased with himself.

Y/N: "What?! I was looking to see if you were still looking!! I was making sure you were ok because you were positively green with jealousy!!"

Your protesting is just pathetic and incredibly transparent....to everyone but Thor.

Thor leans in: "I'm always looking, Princess......always." He winks at you and walks back over to where Tony is standing. You feel every little nerve in your body spark with electricity all at once.

"What is he doing to me? Oh god....it is going to be a long night!"