[ God, does Dameron use those things too? Thor's still getting lessons from the young Loki about those. For now, he only knows one. The important one. ]
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[ The dtf checkmark. ]
I could do both. Send you messages and keep an eye on you.
Or you could keep an eye on yourself for me while I'm messaging you. What are you doing right now? Should I be worried?
[ i can't believe poe is going to ruin a sexual encounter by talking about how much he loves his droid again. just kidding i totally can. no. no. it's okay. he's got this. ]
anyway besides that i'm up here on the roof. all by myself. lying down.
Why do you have a droid? You didn't have one when I met with you. Is it sentient?
[ Nope, sorry, too late, the moment is ruined. Can't sext in front of the droid. You should've left it downstairs. ...Or Thor might be teasing. Column A, column B. ]
i've had him the whole time! he usually stays in my room. he's kinda small, you know, so i don't want anything to happen to him. someone at the last place i was at gave him to me when he left. spyder's kind of basic for an a.i., but he can follow simple commands. he really likes music. he's good. and he can record things. i haven't messed around with that very much.
[ Thor only knows so much about computers, and AI. He's seen what they can do, the span of their humanity, that they can be noble or cruel as people, and that they can grow beyond their programmed capabilities, their sentience spreading like wildfire. He doesn't know, like, how they do that, though. Why do they need to get Rosie a body when they have Spyder? Can't they put her in there somehow, at least temporarily? He has the thought and puts it immediately out of mind. The last thing he needs is to give Dameron another excuse to hunt down Quintalian. ]
So he's a friend of yours?
He's not recording all the time, or in your head the way Rosie is, right?
[ Is it okay to fuck someone in front of a droid: a Zhautas question Thor never thought he'd have to ask himself. ]
[ look. he's probably thought about it and reached the conclusion that it would be like trying to fit all the data from a macbook pro onto an ipod mini. spyder would get fried. he loves spyder to death but he's well aware that spyder is a very very simple boy. his only aspirations in life are to sing and to beep. ]
yeah, he's my friend. and no, he's not always recording. or in my head. he would only record if i told him to.
[ Thor laughs, and then rubs his eyes. God, you're adorable, Poe. ]
You're the one sitting next to him.
I'm in my bed. Alone. The beach houses, you know what these beds look like, right? How big they are, how comfortable, how easy to spread out in them. I'm also lying down. And wearing much less clothing than you are, probably.
[ he probably tells spyder to go to sleep. his son doesn't need to be awake for this. ]
i could be wearing less clothing. and lying in the bed. even though the roof reminds me of the last time we were on the roof. you know, the lightning storm, your dick down my throat ...
Yes, I remember. I'm remembering right now, in fact, vividly. The hot suck of your mouth, the wet of your tongue. I think my favorite was how you looked at me, though. How dark your eyes got, how obvious your need, just from my cock dragged across your lips.
You'll have to let me thank you properly for that, some time.
mm, yeah. it was good. you're huge, and i wanted to get all of you in there. but the best part is swallowing. when someone swallows you down hard, it feels like they're pulling the cum out of you, right? i think about that when i'm sucking dick.
[ It's a good memory, and a good story. Obviously Poe's experienced at both, and Thor gets to take full advantage of it now, reading those filthy words, as he did taking Poe's throat on that rooftop. Thank god Thor's not in public, or he might be embarrassed by how easily he gets hard from those words, and the memory of Poe's sucking mouth. ]
Not on the roof.
Although you probably like that, don't you? Getting pushed around a corner, barely out of sight, being fucked against a wall, your pants around your knees and the rest of you still dressed, with my hand over your mouth to keep you quiet, so all the people walking by don't hear you moan and find us.
But that's not thanking. Next time, I want you somewhere private, with a lock, and a bed I can push you down in, and strip you slowly, and kiss all your skin, your neck, your stomach, until you beg to have my mouth somewhere better.
[ meanwhile poe, back at the scene of the crime, glances around like 👀 from his spot on the roof. once he's sure no one else is with him (over in this corner at least i guess, since the roof is lovers lane), he reaches down into his pants. just gonna feel out the situation. with himself. he doesn't have a boner, you have a boner. (lit...erally)
also little does thor know, that is exactly what happened on like his third sexual encounter here. more or less. thor wrote him a fanfic of his own life. hardness intensifies. ]
i do like that. most of it. in a public place, only sort of hiding, trying to be quiet. but it's not usually my thing. as in i'd be the one doing the fucking. especially big guys like you. makes me feel like i've conquered something.
but i'd make an exception. i'd let you fuck me. [ thor's got like 50 names on that board damn, he has to be doing something right. ] against the wall or in bed. i wanna feel your mouth on my dick. what are you gonna do about that? whats your technique
The answer's not immediate, because for the first time in all he's fucked around this place, Thor feels suddenly out of his league. That's a... weird, uncomfortable kind of feeling. But it was just a joke, right? Right. Had to be. Not like it matters over text, anyway. Thor puts it out of mind. ]
In bed. And once you're hard and dripping for me already, I'll give you my tongue, lick a long wet stripe along your cock, suck the head and hollow my cheeks as I take you all in, down to my fist, wetting you more, licking the underside of your cock while I suck.
a literary analysis. ( i wrote this before we talked about it in chat so i'm leaving it. immortalized.)
anyway: it's getting harder to type and focus while other things get harder. ]
oh yeah, i'm hard for you. and i'm gonna grab your hair to help. thrust in really hard. hope you don't choke. i bet you could handle it though. are you gonna go all the way back and get me in your throat?
Mm. Advantage of being a god. I'll take your cock in my mouth deep as you like, however long you can stand. I don't need to breathe to do it.
I will, though. Breathe hot around your cock, swallow around it. Let you fuck my throat until you're moaning and losing the rhythm of your hips, and stop then, before you come. Because I won't give you the kindness you gave me. I don't want to feel you come until my cock is buried deep in your ass.
[ Or the... other way around. Awkward. Hot, but like... weirdly hot.
Seriously, when's the last time anyone wanted to fuck Thor instead of the other way around? Nobody in all his weeks here. None in his time on Earth. And it's been centuries before that, at least, since he was young that anyone even asked. Dameron has strange taste. Not that Thor's complaining, for all he's getting out of it. ]
[ like there's gonna be a pause while poe finishes jerking off and that's just a fact. you can edge him in the sext but your can't edge him irl. don't judge him. nobody is here to judge him. not even matt murdock because he stepped off the roof to go pray or something. ]
please, i need you. i wanna come so bad i'll do anything for you. i don't like to make a lot of noise but you'd get me so fucked up i wouldn't be able to stop. i'd want you in my ass. all of you. you're gonna have to stretch me out because you're so big
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[ The dtf checkmark. ]
I could do both. Send you messages and keep an eye on you.
Or you could keep an eye on yourself for me while I'm messaging you. What are you doing right now? Should I be worried?
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no need to worry right now buddy. i'm on the roof with my droid, taking in the sun
most people wait until night to be up here
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Droid?
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[ i can't believe poe is going to ruin a sexual encounter by talking about how much he loves his droid again. just kidding i totally can. no. no. it's okay. he's got this. ]
anyway besides that i'm up here on the roof. all by myself. lying down.
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[ Nope, sorry, too late, the moment is ruined. Can't sext in front of the droid. You should've left it downstairs. ...Or Thor might be teasing. Column A, column B. ]
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i've had him the whole time! he usually stays in my room. he's kinda small, you know, so i don't want anything to happen to him. someone at the last place i was at gave him to me when he left. spyder's kind of basic for an a.i., but he can follow simple commands. he really likes music. he's good. and he can record things. i haven't messed around with that very much.
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So he's a friend of yours?
He's not recording all the time, or in your head the way Rosie is, right?
[ Is it okay to fuck someone in front of a droid: a Zhautas question Thor never thought he'd have to ask himself. ]
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yeah, he's my friend. and no, he's not always recording. or in my head. he would only record if i told him to.
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[ Still feels like fucking in front of a pet, but you do you, Poe. ]
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i could make him go away?
[ he's lying he'd just make him go to the other end of the damn roof. thor doesn't have to know. shut ur eyes and go to sleep, spyder. ]
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You're the one sitting next to him.
I'm in my bed. Alone. The beach houses, you know what these beds look like, right? How big they are, how comfortable, how easy to spread out in them. I'm also lying down. And wearing much less clothing than you are, probably.
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i could be wearing less clothing. and lying in the bed. even though the roof reminds me of the last time we were on the roof. you know, the lightning storm, your dick down my throat ...
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Yes, I remember. I'm remembering right now, in fact, vividly. The hot suck of your mouth, the wet of your tongue. I think my favorite was how you looked at me, though. How dark your eyes got, how obvious your need, just from my cock dragged across your lips.
You'll have to let me thank you properly for that, some time.
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so what's you thanking me gonna look like?
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Not on the roof.
Although you probably like that, don't you? Getting pushed around a corner, barely out of sight, being fucked against a wall, your pants around your knees and the rest of you still dressed, with my hand over your mouth to keep you quiet, so all the people walking by don't hear you moan and find us.
But that's not thanking. Next time, I want you somewhere private, with a lock, and a bed I can push you down in, and strip you slowly, and kiss all your skin, your neck, your stomach, until you beg to have my mouth somewhere better.
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also little does thor know, that is exactly what happened on like his third sexual encounter here. more or less. thor wrote him a fanfic of his own life. hardness intensifies. ]
i do like that. most of it. in a public place, only sort of hiding, trying to be quiet. but it's not usually my thing. as in i'd be the one doing the fucking. especially big guys like you. makes me feel like i've conquered something.
but i'd make an exception. i'd let you fuck me. [ thor's got like 50 names on that board damn, he has to be doing something right. ] against the wall or in bed. i wanna feel your mouth on my dick. what are you gonna do about that? whats your technique
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Wait what?
Does he—
Really?
Huh.
The answer's not immediate, because for the first time in all he's fucked around this place, Thor feels suddenly out of his league. That's a... weird, uncomfortable kind of feeling. But it was just a joke, right? Right. Had to be. Not like it matters over text, anyway. Thor puts it out of mind. ]
In bed. And once you're hard and dripping for me already, I'll give you my tongue, lick a long wet stripe along your cock, suck the head and hollow my cheeks as I take you all in, down to my fist, wetting you more, licking the underside of your cock while I suck.
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thor: ???? i was threatened
a literary analysis. ( i wrote this before we talked about it in chat so i'm leaving it. immortalized.)
anyway: it's getting harder to type and focus while other things get harder. ]
oh yeah, i'm hard for you. and i'm gonna grab your hair to help. thrust in really hard. hope you don't choke. i bet you could handle it though. are you gonna go all the way back and get me in your throat?
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Mm. Advantage of being a god. I'll take your cock in my mouth deep as you like, however long you can stand. I don't need to breathe to do it.
I will, though. Breathe hot around your cock, swallow around it. Let you fuck my throat until you're moaning and losing the rhythm of your hips, and stop then, before you come. Because I won't give you the kindness you gave me. I don't want to feel you come until my cock is buried deep in your ass.
[ Or the... other way around. Awkward. Hot, but like... weirdly hot.
Seriously, when's the last time anyone wanted to fuck Thor instead of the other way around? Nobody in all his weeks here. None in his time on Earth. And it's been centuries before that, at least, since he was young that anyone even asked. Dameron has strange taste. Not that Thor's complaining, for all he's getting out of it. ]
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please, i need you. i wanna come so bad i'll do anything for you. i don't like to make a lot of noise but you'd get me so fucked up i wouldn't be able to stop. i'd want you in my ass. all of you. you're gonna have to stretch me out because you're so big