( For one wild moment, Tony hopes he leaves a mark, even the faintest welt at the base of his neck. A reminder, as if the sight of Thor bowed over him like this, spreading him open, sucking again at sensitive skin, won't be burned into his memory.
Tony shifts slightly, knees bent so Thor can settle more comfortably in the cradle of his hips. He's taken a lot of people to bed, all shapes, sizes, and sexes, but few have felt as all-encompassing as Thor does right now, big and immediate, and so gentle.
Which, about that... Tony cards a hand back through his close-cropped hair, and drags his fingers into a loose fist. )
I'm not breakable, ( he tells him hoarsely, maybe reminding himself of that fact, too, ) You can be rough. I want it.
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Date: 2021-03-28 11:42 pm (UTC)Tony shifts slightly, knees bent so Thor can settle more comfortably in the cradle of his hips. He's taken a lot of people to bed, all shapes, sizes, and sexes, but few have felt as all-encompassing as Thor does right now, big and immediate, and so gentle.
Which, about that... Tony cards a hand back through his close-cropped hair, and drags his fingers into a loose fist. )
I'm not breakable, ( he tells him hoarsely, maybe reminding himself of that fact, too, ) You can be rough. I want it.