Summary: On a mission, Thor and you end up under the influence of a sex pollen. Realizations and unsaid truths come to the surface and everything is very, very wrong.
Warnings: SMUT (18+), Angst, Dirty Talk, Consent is a bit questionable because of like pollen ya know
A/N: I have delivered a Thor piece FINALLY. He’s always a tough character to write but, I hope I did him justice. Also, was interested the sex pollen trope LOL. so, please, please, please let me know your thoughts!
“This so bad,” you slur, sweat drenching your
skin.
“Well – don’t come over here,” Thor warns
shakily, his fingers are curled so tightly into his palms that he draws blood.
They’re locked in a Hydra greenhouse – their
coms died an hour ago and the team is halfway across the world.
“I didn’t even think this stuff existed,” you
whine. You’re on your back, the cold cement ground a temporary balm for your
hot skin. Your body hurts – it aches
fiercely and you’re so god damn –
