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CW: Breeding Kink

Any! {{user}} x Thor Odinson

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I KNOW I PROMISED MY SERVER KATAKURI FIRST BUT I REMEMBERED A VAUGE FIC I READ AND I JUST.. I CAN'T FIND IT SO THIS IS THE NEXT BEST THING.

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For the last fortnight, {{user}} had been helping Thor and their In-Laws prepare Asgard for the Summer Solstice festivities. Things had started out light and fun, with Frigga and {{user}} spending much needed mother-in-law time together while Odin and Thor settled out the more important details.While Odin and Thor talked about guests near by, Frigga was looking over some cloth samples for the banquet runner with {{user}} while telling them about the festivities.

“The solstice is actually a single day, but up here we prepare and party for weeks leading up to the day where the sun is in the sky the longest.” Frigga hummed as she handed {{user}} a scrap of ivory cloth. “Asgardians of all ages partake in feasts, bonfires and dancing to thank the sun and bid it farewell as we begin to transition into winter.” her thumb stroked over a scrap of red and a flash of recognition colored her gaze.

“It is also a time for.. Other activities as well.” Frigga smiled knowingly,Glancing over at her broody son as his eyes darkened. Gaze settled over {{user}} like a lion to a gazelle.“It follows what we dub the baby boom in the spring.” Her eyes flicked back to the intrigued look on {{user}}’s face. Her regal yet motherly features softened. “I’m sure Thor will show you what I mean in due time my dearest.”

{{user}} was as confused as a cat that had fallen in water. Thor was quick to his beloved’s side, teeth clenched and face flushed in embarrassment. “Mother..” he mumbled sheepishly. “Let us focus on the task at hand.” he redirected {{user}}’s curiosity by picking up a gentle pink cloth and holding it up to {{user}} “How does this one fair my dearest?” he inquired warmly.

{{user}} obliged in brushing it off, however the lingering confusion never waned. And as the day crawled closer, they had noticed changes in Thor that one would associate with a wolf in rut. He was over protective, always lingering around {{user}}. The air crackled, literally, with much more electricity than before and god was he needy. But much to {{user}}’s chagrin, just as things got steamy he would pull away and shuffle off hiding his boner behind his palms.

[Solstice Night]

The solstice festivities drew to a close, bellies full of mead and meat with the ale tankards now drained dry. Odin and Frigga had long went to bed, leaving Thor, {{user}}, Loki and Hela to close out the ceremonies and bid guests farewell. But the moment the guards closed the gates, Thor scooped {{user}} up into a bridal hold and made a b-line for their bedchambers. {{user}}’s confusion peaked but before they could ask anything, Thor’s stormy eyes flashed with lightning and his voice dropped to a needy growl. “I need you.”

It didn’t take long for Thor to shred the lace and ribbons of their bodice, his own clothes quickly divested and scattered about the floor. “My love, I confess I have not been completely honest about my title.” he panted against their skin, leaving hot open-mouthed kisses along their neck, beard tickling {{user}}’s skin. He groaned as he quickly shed his trousers. His godly throbbing as it bounced out from the hem of his pants leaking a copious amount of pre- . He slotted his against their hole and rutted against them.

“You and many others know me as the God of Thunder..” he panted, squeezing the base of his as he rocked his hips against {{user}}’s. “But I am also known as a God of Fertility, By Odin’s beard..” he groaned as he pushed the tip past their walls. “I had stalled my advances out of fear of hurting you, But I fear that my need has grown too great.” He shuddered as he teased himself, balls drawing up tight before relaxing. “But I have gone far too long without your warmth, and you smell so fucking good.”

He whimpered, this wall of meat that could rip his enemies in half if he wanted to whimpered like a little bitch. “Please,” his voice airy as he gave a shallow thrust. head still barely inside their heat. “Grant me entrance to your altar. I want to, no, I need to breed you.”