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[There are things that Bryn happens to love about being with Thor, and him blatantly taking advantage of her size with his inhuman strength is near the top of the list. It's not the first time he's manhandled her, gently or otherwise, but she can't really get enough of it, especially when he does something like lift her up and lower her over his face like this.

Her own cheeks burn as she braces herself above him, shivering at once as his mouth finds her thigh and works it's way up. Eyes closing, she leans over the edge of the wall that closes in the sleeping area of her loft and swallows.]

Deities, what did I do in a past life to deserve you... [Her body arches at the grasp of her rear and she reaches down with one hand to thread her fingers through his hair.]

[Something about the way Bryn says deities gets him every time. It's unique to her, but it's almost always said in praise to him. He can't help but feel a little honored every time she whispers it to him.

If he could talk, he'd tell her that she deserves him for this life and this life alone. He has no time for romantic expressions of respect, not when she's bearing down on him like this. His tongue glides over her lower lips, slowly and savoring the chance to tease her before he presses his tongue more firmly against the peak of her anatomy. He traces his tongue over her clit, just gentle and light enough to tease her more.]

[Though Thor could absolutely handle her gripping his hair tightly, and has in the past, for the moment Bryn manages to control herself, grasping gently at the back of his head as his mouth opens further to draw his tongue up. She makes a brief, soft sound at the back of her throat, trying to stay steady...

But the way he licks at her clit is enough to drag a moan from her. Enough to make her tense when holding still and above him already threatens to be difficult.] Thor, please...

[She's not above begging, even this early in. She has no shame in how much she wants him all of the time, how much she craves his touch, or the fact that she'll plead for him and for more the whole way through if need be.]

[She doesn't need to beg much for Thor to give her more. He didn't want to be teased and he doesn't want to tease her. He wants to give her what she wants and hear her moan and cry his name, give him the praise and validation he craves when he feels low.

He drags his tongue harder, applying more pressure without being overbearing. He's attentive, his contact is constant and his tongue swirls and flicks in ways he knows she'll like. He's happy to be enveloped by her, surrounded by her skin and her heat, it's by far the happiest place for him right now.]

[Bless him, he knows exactly how to touch her and how to give her pleasure. He knows without her explaining what she needs and tonight doesn't withhold it. Her knees go weaker but she manages to stay upright as he uses his tongue against her damp heat to drive her crazy. It becomes harder to speak, harder to find words. She doesn't fall back on whispered oaths of deities and blighting anything.

It's his name she moans, again and again as her pleasure mounts higher and higher, eventually overwhelming her entirely. She finds her release with a jerk of her hips against his mouth, chanting his name between a litany of yes and please and incoherent sounds. Her cries echo in the open space of her apartment and her entire body tenses and shudders hard above him as she lets herself lean into the pleasure he gives her.]

[Bryn's orgasm is almost enough to give Thor a second wind, but instead he lets himself rest in her glow without distraction. It pleases him beyond words to make her cry and chant like that, her voice is sweetest when it's yelling his name.

He doesn't relent until he's sure she's had her absolute fill. His hands squeeze her thighs, then they relax, letting her rest a moment while he watches her with bright, pleased eyes.

Without rushing, he eventually slides his hands back up her waist and moves her back to his chest so he can lick his lips and smile sweetly.]

Thank you.

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