star princess (ThorQuill)

PART FOUR

Peter sat on his bed, his knees close together with his palms clasped in his lap, a nervous look on his face as the now shirtless god made his way closer. Peter tried keeping eye contact but he couldn't stop himself from looking down every few seconds.

Thor gently put a hand on Peters shoulder and pushed him back. He felt his heart pound in his chest, never has it been him in this position, and he never even dreamt of it.

Thor moved down, their foreheads touching, with Peters eyes closing in anticipation. He didn't know what he wanted

, but he wanted it so bad.

The god gently placed his lips against the Ravagers, a small moan erupting from the throat of Peter.

Thor tapped his right knee, a signal to separate the two. Quill shakily moved his legs open, letting Thor slip in between and get on top of Peter.

Thor placed his hand on Peters face and cupped his cheek, caressing it gently, causing yet another small moan from the man.

The two forced their lips apart, and Peter finally opened his eyes in fear. The two looked into one another's eyes, and Peter swore he saw a glimmer of bright, electric blue flash through some dark part of them.

"You're so beautiful." Thor murmured as he ran his hand up and down Peters bare thigh. Quill had to swallow to fix the dryness in his mouth and the back of his throat, an issue he'd face for a while now.

Thor moved his face closer, closing his eyes as the sides of their faces touched. Peter bit his lip as he felt the mans beard poke at his cheek. He wrapped his arms and legs around the god, shoving his face into the crook of his neck. He breathed in Thors scent, almost moaning at the smell. Never had Peters own shampoo smelled so good, maybe it just needed on someone else that wasn't him to find out.

Quill went red as he felt Thors tongue brush the side of his neck, his lips clasping around the small of skin as he sucked gently. Peter was unsure if he should return the favor or not, so he just sat there submissively, focussing too hard.

When Thor was finished creating his love bite, he slid his hands down Peters thighs, clasping his ass as he lifted him in the air. Peter held on tighter as Thor turned them around and sat on the edge of the bed.

Quill played with the back parts of Thors hair as they shared another kiss. Poor sucker was wrapped around his finger.

During the kiss, Thor occupied himself by lifting Quills shirt gently, and sliding a few of his fingers onto the skin of his lower abdomen, waiting for any sign of consent by Peter, who just moaned in appreciation.

Thor moves his hand up Peters shirt, gently moving his fingers over the soft fuzz that covered the mans abs. Thor laced his hand between the mans pecs, feeling the warm ness in his chest, his heart beat feeling uneven. Thor smirked gently at the effect he had on the human.

He brushed his thumb against one of Peters nipples, giving it a small pinch, which caused the man to slightly jump with an incoherent Yelp. The man let out a grumbly laugh, lifting the shirt a little until it was over Peters head. Taking the shirt off had caused his hair too look rather messy, and it was a pet peeve Peter had to face as he unwrapped one of his arms from around the god in attempt to comb it down, only to be messed up again as Thor ruffled his hands through it.

"You're beautiful." Thor said again. He could almost smell the arousal coming from Peter, feeling the hardness peter provided pressing slightly on the side of his appendix. Thor caressed Peters face again, savoring the feeling of the stubble against his fingers.

Thor then removed his own shirt, showing a chest full of slightly faded scars. Peter ran his hand over one of them, feeling pity deep inside of him for the man. When his eyes met Thors again he saw the man examining his actions, causing him to blush. Thor kisses him again, this time, taking the others bottom lip in between his teeth.