psl for thor

[electro_kinetic]

If you had asked Noriko twenty-four hours ago where she thought she would be, on another plane of existence trying to worm herself into unfamiliar (and weirdly diaphanous) clothing while shouting through the door at other people would not have been her answer. But here she was, rapidly deciding that the dress made of some kind of very annoyingly clingy fabric was not at all worth the effort.

So her skinny jeans and boots it was, arms crossed over her chest because her shirt was in shreds as she opened the door. "I'm gonna need a shirt, might wanna get on that," Nori said shortly, in a tone that left no room for argument, before shutting it in the guard's face again. She still had her fans, footlong blades in steel with silk between, blunt-ended but strong.

The booming knock on the door not five minutes later made her eye the portal critically, calling out before she decided to open it. "If that's not my shirt, we're going to have some issues."

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[whosoeverholdsthishammer]

"Ah, yes. One moment..." He carefully slid a hand between her legs and under her rear, and lifted her, even as he kissed her and stood. Thus she was resting on his hand. "If you'll put your hands on my shoulders..."


With his other hand, he made swift work of his pants, and the underwear under them, and then began to sit again, kissing her once more.

[electro_kinetic]

She had to laugh both at the most obliging way he answered, and at the ease with which he lifted her, and Noriko looped her arms around his shoulders before having to be told. She did not desire being dropped, having experienced that one--albeit from a lesser height--before.

"Mmm, let's see if that doesn't help," she managed between kisses, sliding her hand down to play with and fondle him as she situated herself, thumbing open the button and fly of her jeans. "Tell me what you like."

[whosoeverholdsthishammer]

He kissed her again and again as she shifts on him and he moans at the feel of her hand on him. His groan is fervently in favor of this.

"I like the softness of your hand, and its strength. I like being stroked slow, with a touch right along the underside of the head."

Thor is not at all afraid to tell her what he liked. "I enjoy full strokes, from the top to the bottom, whether slow or fast."

His hands slide up under her shirt and he gently fondled her breasts.

"What do you like here?" And his hands squeezed gently for emphasis.

[electro_kinetic]

Noriko knew how to handle a man, and was unafraid to touch him, not shy in the least about having his cock in her palm, nor his hands on her breasts. She stroked him gently, teasingly with her fingertips making delicate swirling patterns up his length and her thumb rubbing against his tip and around the head, wrist twisting.

"I like my nipples played with," she answered. "Pinch them a little and rub your palms against them," Nori encouraged, liking the way his hands could cup and squeeze all of her breast. "You know your way around a girl, don't you?"

[whosoeverholdsthishammer]

Thor, with one hand stroking her breasts, teasing them with thumbs sliding over her nipples to gently tap and circle them, was enjoying her quite thoroughly. And the feel of her hand on his cock made him groan louder.

He followed her suggestions, moving both hands to stroke and pinch her nipples, and stroke his palms across them. The feel of them,m and her, reacting, made him jump in her hand, growing bigger, if possible.

"I like how you feel against me, and how your breasts feel on my hands. Your breasts are hot, and silky, and feel just right in them. " Her question made him grin.

"I have learned, over the years, to listen to my partners." And he leaned against her to kiss her harder, tweaking her nipples at the same moment a touch harder.

[electro_kinetic]

"So far, so good," she chuckled, meeting him in that kiss and scooting forward so their hips were close enough to touch. "I think I'm a little overdressed for where this is going, though..."

[whosoeverholdsthishammer]

"Mmmhmmm. I did not want to presume, but I would love to see and taste you..."

His smirk was warm and lusty.