Marvel One Shots

Thor x Rebecca

***Soft rated R material below!***

"Another!" Thor bellows raising his now empty cup in the air, about to drop it on my kitchen tile floor

"Nope." I walk behind him quickly grabbing the cup from his raised hand. He raises a brow and looks at me as I set the cup on the counter top. "You've already broken my favorite mug, not risking this one too." I scold him as I make myself a bowl of cereal, not looking up at the man who's been staying in my apartment almost 3 weeks

"Good marrow Lady Rebecca!" He half yells. I wince at the loudness. He's such a morning person. Either that or he's already eager for the day and what he'll learn about us earthlings. Maybe both now that I think about it

"Morning Thor. And once again, it's just Becc-" I cut off my words as I look up at the stunning man now standing at the other side of the counter from me, in only jeans. Jeans that clung to his low hips for dear life. Jeans I'd love to rip off him and.. nope. Gonna stop there. I almost drool but dart my eyes back to my cereal, hoping he didn't notice me starring, "it's just Becca." I finish speaking

"What will we be doing today, Becca?" He flexes his muscles and smiles widely at me. I shrug, finishing a bite of fruit loops

"Figured I'd teach you how to play an instrument, relax and let loose since you're so," I motion to his entire body, "wound up." I finish off my cereal and put the bowl in the sink. He raises another brow at me, watching my every move. "You've never played any sort of instrument before, have you?" I ask, a little surprised. i thought a prince would have to know how to d oeverything. He stares at me blankly answering my question. I smile and head towards the couch in my small living room

I blush as he watches me closely and grab a bongo drum from behind my couch. I set it in front of him as he sits on my couch, making it look smaller than it actually is. "Now what?" He asks as he examines the drum. I shake my head at him with a smile playing at my lips

"You tap the top to make sound." I sit on the coffee table directly across from him with the drum between both our knees and tap my fingers across it sending a wave of thumps through the air. He stares at the drum for a moment before banging his massive hands on the drum in a horrible, loud rhythm. I grab his hands, they were warm and soft yet also firm in a reassuring way, quickly stopping him. I never wanted to let go of his hands

"Okay not like that," I chuckle, "play as if... as if you were making love." I smile and begin to play at a slow rhythm, then getting a bit faster, feeling the muse spill from me. He watches in amazement, his eyes almost glowing. I stop myself, realizing he should be playing. And how stupid of a comment I had just made. But I'm sure he didn't care. I motion for him to try again. He starts again, still rough with no rhythm

"I must admit, I cannot play as if I'm making love since I've never done such a thing." He shines a ridiculous grin at me. Oblivious to what his words had done to me. Who just blurts that kind of stuff out like that? I mean, I suppose he doesn't really have a filter so things just spill out without him realizing it but still. I'm speechless. How do you even respond to that? I wish it would be acceptable to throw the drum aside and make love to him right now but, only in my wildest dreams

"Well, uh, alright. Show me how you'd do it at least." I fumble over my words and look everywhere but him. He pauses for a moment before standing and moving the drum to the side. Now I'm looking up at him as he towers above me. He takes my hands and pulls me up to my feet. I'm severely confused on what's happening, I thought this was a drum lesson, but I'm too nervous to ask now. He places one of his hands on my lower back and the other on my cheek as he pulls my body to his

"Oh Lady Rebecca, I've wanted to show you all morning." He half whispers. A shiver shoots down my spine and I realize I picked the wrong, or I suppose right, words when I told him to show me. I fumbled over a few words, if that's what you want to call them, as he slowly pressed his full lips to mine. Holy shi- there are no words for the sensation that soars through my body leaving me tingly

I place my shaking hands on his bare shoulders and melt into him. He takes that opportunity to lift me up and sit on my beige couch so I was straddling his hips. I tangled my hands in his long blonde hair, wanting more and more as we kiss. He slides his hands up my shirt, resting them next to my breasts

Unfortunately, there was a small knock on my front door. Thor pulled away from our intense kiss and sighed, giving me a smile. I groaned with a chuckle, neither of us getting up right away. Thor hesitates before slowly removing his hands from my body and looks at me before the person knocks again. I sigh

"Should probably get that.." I slide off of him and walk to the door through my kitchen. I open it to find my gay best friend Bradyn standing in my doorway. He adjusted his new black dress shirt and cleared his throat when I opened my door

"Fashion crisis Bec. Should I wear a blue or red bow tie for my date? I love the blue because it makes my eyes really pop but red is sexy. What's your opinion?" He asks, holding out two bow ties for me. I run a hand through my messed up hair and look back at Thor as he slowly walks towards us, all sexy like. Of course Bradyn shows up now. Just when things were really getting good too. I look back at my best friend

"So Jack said yes? You two are super cute together B," I smile, happy for my best friend. He blushes and chuckles

"Thanks Bec. But seriously, which one? I can't decide." He frowns at the ties. Thor saunters over to us, now wearing a shirt thankfully. Bradyn looks him head to toe

"I'd say red. It's more appealing, arousing, but can also mean strength, leadership." Thor leans against the door jam making it creak slightly. Bradyn smiles as he looks from me to Thor before connecting the dots awkwardly. My messed up hair, a man in my apartment, me not answering the door right away

"I was teaching him drums." I cover quickly. Bradyn gives me a 'mhm sure, only thing he was banging is you' look. I blushed

"Thanks for the advice babe, I'll let you get back to your lesson." We do our usual European cheek kissing goodbye and I close the door turning to Thor. He slides his shirt off in one fluid motion before picking me up, wrapping my legs around his hips once more. I slide out of my shirt to be in my favorite red lace bra. He smiles

"Strong yet sexy. Shall we continue our lesson Rebecca?" He asks softly against my throat, sending shivers throughout my entire body

I smile and make an 'mhm' sound before he leads us up to my bedroom.