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+a fresh box of Poptarts: some delicious prolonged nipple play
+An iPod that holds many playlists: she bucks and writhes around a lot and he holds her down effortlessly with his strength and laughs in her ear
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and what irresistible bonus incentives.
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If Darcy were the poetic sort, she’d say kissing Thor is like kissing a rainstorm, like flying through dark clouds, like the best kind of freefall. But Darcy’s the least poetic person pretty much ever, so she’ll settle for simple saying that kissing Thor is awesome.
He can be sweet and gentle or rough and fast or anywhere between, but he’s always one-thousand-percent enthusiastic about it. And Darcy appreciates that a lot. Like, huge endless untellable amounts. Especially the way he can wrap his arms around her and lift her up like she weighs nothing, and Darcy kicks her feet a little when Thor walks them both to the bedroom just because she can, just because she likes the way it feels when her legs swing helplessly above the floor.
She giggles when Thor drops her on the bed, bouncing a bit on the mattress, and he grins at her when she gets her hands in his hair and pulls him up her body. There’s lots of kissing with lots of enthusiasm, and Thor’s hands work the whole time, because of course a God is good at ( ... )
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“Of course,” he adds, leaning closer, his smirk playful with this wicked edge, “I won’t be needing any kind of weapon to achieve such an effect.”
He kisses her, and Darcy’s eyes fly open when she feels a tingle spreading across her mouth, the barest hint of a current. She gasps, and he’s still smirking when he presses her lower lip between his teeth and the tingle grows stronger.
She’s breathing heavily when he pulls back, hands flexing in his grip, this fluttering feeling across her mouth that makes her itch for more“Do you acquiesce to my revenge?” he asks, his voice a low rumble that makes her want to shove his face between her legs just to feel the vibration of it against her pussy. He’s looking at her like he’s completely confident that ( ... )
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Electricity flows across her clit, little kisses of lightning that make her throb, and he pushes his face more firmly against her pussy. Tongue sliding over her, the current building and falling in waves that push her higher and higher, and Darcy’s squirming beneath him, her chest pushed up, her chin tilted to the ceiling as she tosses her head against the mattress ( ... )
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This was PERFECT. I am not the OP, but my god you had Darcy and Thor on POINT. It was marvelous.
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