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Nectar of the Gods (Chris Hemsworth x Wife! Reader)

Category: Smut

Words: 1.9k

Warnings: established relationship, p in v penetration, handjob, fingering, I think that’s it

The cool breeze made the curtain give a slight, graceful dance. The morning light was welcoming yet neither of you wanted to get up. You've been in that room one entire night and yet still, you'd rather stay there, a haven created by a long night of passion and love than move to the outside world.

“You know, you're why I smile lately.” you run a hand along the side of his face, grazing his cheek lightly with your fingertips.

“Yeah?” His smile, big and full of life, brought a small laugh from you. This man meant everything to you. He brings so much light into your life that it's almost impossible to not forget the problems that await you outside.

“Yeah, everything was jumbled after I finished filming, and this last movie was such a roller coaster but you stayed there, firm as a rock.” his eyes trained on your own, admiring every aspect of you through your eyes. Sometimes you wondered if he could see the good and the bad through you. It amazed you how much he loved you, so unconditionally it was scary sometimes.

“I'm glad that I can be there for you, you know I’ll always be there for you. You're my person Y/N and I won't let anything bad happen to you. I love you too much to lose you.” his voice was soft while he spoke, his love was shown in so many ways, in how he held you, how he looked at you, how he was around you, how he just loved you.

In general, you were both smitten. It wasn't much of a surprise to anyone that saw you, just how in love you both were, how much two people could share in their lives. You both were lucky to have found each other, not everyone finds something this special, this precious. This hotel room became your little sanctuary for your time being and it was the most magical feeling ever.

There was this sense of wholeness within you that you couldn't ignore. You kiss his neck and trail your kisses up to his jaw. His smile is so wide and happy. You've never loved someone as much as you've loved him, the pure joy you get by seeing him be so happy in such a sweet moment was the reason you had this time away. He was such an excellent partner and such a fantastic father that you couldn't replace him with anything or anyone.

"I love you," he kissed your lips, "I love you so much it drives me insane sometimes." He kissed your jaw. His hands roamed your hips and your head resting in his arms, listening to his words, this was your peace.

The hand placed on your hip kept moving down to your thighs, gently kneading the flesh that resided there. His lips left kisses on your neck and collarbone while you traced lines on his chest. He placed his wandering hand over you and ran two fingers up your folds, massaging the bundle of nerves that resided in that area. He separated your lips, digging his finger slightly in while the other went up and down your clit. His lips trailed up to your ear, nibbling your lobe while he savored the sweet sounds that escaped your mouth.

"How can you work me up this fast?" Your question made him hum, slightly slowing down like if he was thinking his next words.

"I don't know love, but from how wet you are I'd say I'm doing something really good." He left you breathless, the stroke he had on you turned into two digits and his thumb took his place on your clit.

"And from how hard you are I'd say you're getting off on how much I'm trying not to move." He chuckled at your words. You placed your hand on his cock, slightly stroking him, placing your finger over his tip which made him shudder. His forehead rested next to yours, both your breaths mingled with the other.

His thumb stroked a little faster while the two digits inside you were joined in by a third. His other hand, that rested beneath your head, came up to caress your hair, his gentle kisses accompanied his fingers threading through your hair. Your hand almost gave out from stroking him. "Baby you can stop, I just want to pleasure you. I don't have to cum." Goosebumps sprinkled through his body, you made it impossible for him to not be in love with you.

You nodded yet stroked him faster. He inhaled deeply, your scent filling his nose giving him a jolt of electricity, he couldn't get enough of you. His pace quickened sometimes and when you flicked your thumb over his slit, his hand slightly trembled inside of you. His groans were right next your ear, he peppered kisses on the side of your head, sometimes trailing down to below your jaw. Truly, you made the perfect choice to come to Italy and get a breather. Lazy sex was something that you always found useless until you met your husband, he made you change your mind faster than anyone before.

“I really love those sounds you make, the god of thunder completely at my mercy,” a giggle ripped out of you at what you refrensed, you tighten your grip whenever you reached the base, slowly going back up and repeating the action.

“And an empress at mine,” he nuzzled his face next to your neck, grazing his lips and teeth there, leaving a small mark at your collarbone, “you truly are music to my ears.” He gave a particular thrust into you, curling his fingers at just the right spot, and almost made you cum.

“Chris, don’t stop,” your moan was loud, a delicious addition to the squelch that your juices and his own were making, “fuck, how have you always been so good at this?”

“Blame it on the amount of times I’ve roamed my hands on you. You truly are a greedy little thing sometimes,” he spoke breathlessly, his thumb on your clit was relentless, he had you shaking, sometimes losing the rhythm you had on his dick.

“It’s not my fault your the one that always starts and insists on making me cum more than you,” you could barely speak, moans escaping in between your sentence, he was unbelievably good at making you reach your peak, thank god he wasn’t on a teasing mood.

“Oh god,” he kept on hitting your g-spot, continuously making a mess of you, he kissed your neck and under your jaw, loving the sounds that came out of you, “oh shit,” he never stopped, he trailed his kisses to your breasts, nibbling on a nipple that was closest to him.

“Cum my love,” he says it in between marking you and kissing you, “cum for me,” your orgasm hit you like a tidal wave, he kept the fingers inside of you prolonging your bliss, you were in a daze, a lazy smile on you. He kissed your cheek, your nose, your forehead, whispering sweet nothings into your ears, and lastly kissed you on your lips, “l love you so much, you did amazing my love, you did so good.”

“I need you Chris, please,” he smiled and chuckled, even after years of being together your sex drive was still so insanely high.

“Are you sure?” His asking was genuine, you’d been at it for a while and he wouldn’t have you get hurt because of him.

You nodded, running your hand through his sides, knowing he loved when you trailed them a certain way.

“Okay, just tell me if you need a break,” he positioned himself in between your legs, placing your thighs on top of his own, he reached down and held you around your waist with one arm while his other was occupied caressing your face.

“I will, baby, don’t worry,” he kissed you, he loved kissing you, how your lips molded to his, how your tongue would wrestle with is own, how he could make you moan if he did that specific twirl with his tongue, he loved to pleasure you, as much as he loved getting to cum inside you.

He slowly thrust in, letting you get comfortable again with the stretch. You feel every ridge of him, you felt how your walls fluttered around him. He let out a guttural moan at how tight you still were, wrapping around him so perfectly.

“Fuck,” halfway in he stopped moving, if he did move he would lose control and that would hurt you, your already sensitive walls pulled him in more, but your gasps and sounds gave out that clearly you needed time, “baby, your not comfortable, I’m hurting aren’t I?”

“No, your not, I’m okay, just take it slow,” you pulled him down to kiss him and rolled your hips to feel more of him, the stretch of him was so painfully pleasurable that you needed more. You took what he gave you and what he hesitated in giving you you coaxed out of him.

He set a slow rhythm, working you both up to get accustomed to the feeling. An entire night of passion could do wonders, the reason for the morning soreness you were now feeling but you needed him.

Low groans and moans bounced off the walls of the hotel room along with the sound of your juices mixing together. His pelvis hitting your clit. He would pull out almost completely and slowly go back in, angling toward your g-spot, already knowing by memory where it was. His lips trailed below your jaw, his free hand would play with a nipple, fiddling with it in between his fingers.

All he wanted was for you cum, you had worked him up earlier enough for him to orgasm the second he entered you yet his pleasure was seeing you pleasured so he took you to the ledge. He picked up his pace, his thrusts stronger, he lowered his hand toward your clit, flicking it and rubbing the amount he knew would make you cum. Your walls tightened around him, your moans became louder, you were close.

“Oh god, harder,” and he did, he went faster, his thumb on your clit pressed down a little more, he whispered in your ear how much of a good girl you are and how good you were doing for him. That sent you over the edge. That orgasm hit you hard, he kept thrusting in you making it last longer.

“Holy shit,” he came, hard. His cum coated your walls, some spilling out from in between you, you both couldn’t stop smiling, he coaxed every tremble from you, his hips still slowly moving, “I love you,” you smiled up at him, tired out of your mind, you whispered it back. The action brought a grin to him, that smile somehow became bigger, he bent down to kiss you once more, a sweet kiss to distract you from the sting of him leaving your entrance.

“I’ll go get something to clean us up,” he signaled towards the bathroom.

“Okay,” you set your legs down, as comfortably as you could, and placed the blanket over you. He came back with a wet hand towel, cleaning you up, being careful not to do it too hard, he was a titan of a man.

He placed it in a corner and snuggled in with you, wrapping you both with the blanket, an arm over your waist and the other under your head, he loved when you snuggled up to him, having you right next to him.

The morning was almost through and the both of you hadn’t left that hotel room. This vacation was a blast, you’d definitely would come after every film is done.

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