A Chubby Thor x Chubby Reader story

The Smutt Chapter

!¡WARNING!¡ this part will have sexual contact if you are under fifteen please read the next chapter. Thank you and enjoy.

You leaned yourself on his arm as you intertwined all of your fingers together. He looked down at you as you looked up at him. Thor started to blush so he looked away from you. Wanting nothing more then to kiss you and have you in his arms tonight.

T: I really should be thanking you.
"(Scoffs) No way."
T: Yes I should...You payed for dinner... and you stood up for me in front of a lot of people just to prove a point to some woman and all of that is commendable.
"I don't care who sees us together Thor...or who knows that I'm on a date with you. I just care that I'm not bothering you and that your having a good time."

The two of you stopped walking as Thor kissed your hand like a Queen as he looked towards you. You always put others before yourself. And he wanted you to enjoy yourself tonight and not be concerned about him.

T: I promise you that I am enjoying every moment I'm with you. And I'm the one who should be worry about if the dates going well. You just enjoy yourself okay?

You smiled, as the two of you strolled down the street. Thor walked you home with your hands held tightly together. He loved the feeling of holding your hand. And now he was walking you home with a smile on both of your faces. You let him in as you turned on the lights in the kitchen.

"I'm not answering that question."
T: Oh come on out of Scott, Bruce, Bucky, or Rocket. If you had to, who would you punch?
"None of them their all my friends."
T: So Scott. Huh?
"Yeah but I don't know why? Want some wine?"
T: Eh...Sure.

You grabbed a bottle from the cupboards and put it on the table while you grabbed two glasses. Thor picked up the bottle and began to read the year.

T: Ah...straight out of Asgard's wine cellar.
"Really?"

You held the two glasses as you looked at him, as he told you a story opening the bottle of wine.

T: Yes my father had these huge rooms full of ageing things. They would sit there for many years until anyone steps foot in one of the rooms. I remember big rooms full of cheese as well.

"C-Cheese? Pfft."
T: Yes...I know. I remember that who ever walked in that room would stink for a about a mouth. Or perhaps even two it depends on how long they were in the room for.
"You know I prefer chocolate with my wine."
T: I don't really know what I like with it. To be honest I don't even know if it's a good year or not? This is my first time having it.
"What do you think?"
T: Not bad...but then again not my favourite drink.
"I don't really like it either. What I would give for big glass of beer right now. But this was given to me by my neighbour across the street and they claim to have good taste."
T: Your perfect.
"Heheh."
T: You know it was almost like you were in one of those rooms.
"Oh really?"
T: Yeah. It was like you aged to perfection.

Thor then poured you and himself a glass as you looked at him with a bit of an angry look.

"Did you just compare me to old smelly cheese?"
T: Y/n I meant the wine.
"Right sure."

You were about to take a sip out of your glass when Thor stopped you by putting a hand up in the air.

T: Wait don't we toast to something?
"Yes but what?"
T: Hmm....

Both of you thought about it for a moment before Thor raised his glass high with a smile.

T: To old cheese!
"Heheh...Yes. (Clears throat). To old cheese."

Both of you clinked your glasses and took a sip you moved to the couch in your living room. Putting your glass down you took out your hair. Picking up your cup again and taking a sip.
"Ah much better."
T: Mind if I take this off?
"Go right ahead."