Title: "Edging Towards the Light"
Written by: Shawn30
Chapter 3/?

Summary: Everything has led to this moment...

Category: Drama/Graphic Romantic Erotica
Characters: Thor and Jane, always
Rating: MA!

Timeline: Post "Thor: The Dark World" and then later on just before "Avengers: Age of Ultron"

Authors Notes: This was meant to be all dirty fun, but the romance and drama kept stopping by, knocking on the door, and finally I just had to let them in. Just a minor break from "Off the Grid" for me.

Casa Maya Playa
3 bedroom, 2 bath beachfront condo
Saturday, April 7th, 2015 - 7:30 AM
Cancun, Mexico

"Hello sun. You're looking pretty bright today. Keep up the good work," Dr. Jane Marie Foster quietly admired behind her shades as a warm breeze caressed her. The nonstop hustle and bustle of countless overcrowded cities she's traveled to around the world gently faded away. Her legs curled comfortably underneath her while seated on a plush wicker patio lounge chair, she yawned while overlooking the incredibly beautiful turquoise green and blue water of the Caribbean Sea just a few feet away. The crashing waves were peacefully hypnotic, soothing her on-the-edge nerves this morning. This gorgeous beachfront vacation condo was the ultimate in luxury, a Tony Stark anniversary gift for her and Thor that they only found time to use now. And though this sort of opulence wasn't something she was even a little bit accustomed to, she considered she might as well start trying to get used to such extravagance should future events unfold.

Sans shoes this morning, she dressed in a sleeveless white "Science is Sexy!" print t-shirt and matching shorts that complimented the seasonably warm weather. Having quietly slinked out of bed before Thor woke up, she needed some alone time to wrap her mind around making the single greatest continental shift of her entire life.

She had a question that she needed to answer.

Having engaged in years of study on Cosmic Origins, Hellophysics Physics of the Cosmos, Solar Terrestrial Anomalies, and Suborbital Science; Jane was well-versed and world renowned in her field. As one of the most brilliant Astrophysicists in the world, she clearly understood the Scientific Method of solving a task. First, you had to ask a question. Move on to doing background research. Then construct your hypothesis. Test your hypothesis by doing an experiment. Analyze your data. Draw a conclusion. And then communicate your results.

But for all of her obsessively thorough approaches to solving any quandary, Jane found herself staring at a open notepad on the small patio table before her. In the center of the blank page was a dark pen-line she'd drawn. At the top on either sides read 'Pros' on the left and 'Cons' on the right. She couldn't help laughing to herself as this felt so out of her element, but she knew the Scientific Method just wouldn't work on this issue. She needed to go, as Darcy put it, old school.

Her heart began to race as she picked up the notepad and pen. It was time.

Having forgone her morning coffee, Jane was ready to dive in the deep end. She exhaled a deep breath to calm her nerves, ever mindful of the gorgeous ocean before her as inspiration, and began to write.

Under the 'Pros' column, she simply wrote, "I love Thor with all of my heart." And she did. It was truth undeniable. When she thought of his courage, his selflessness, his heart, his kindness, gentleness, protectiveness, sense of humor and so many other qualities she loved him with all that she was. He wasn't in any way a perfect man, but he was perfect for her. So trustworthy and honest, things she valued far, far above even his beauty and that mouth-watering body. At the end of the day he was such a good man in her eyes, and that meant everything to her.

Moving to the 'Cons' side, Jane quickly penned a painful truth. "I will always be a target for his enemies/Avengers enemies." That was a fact she willingly signed up for, and knows that she will always have to take special precautions in order to secure her and her friends safety. Her old life of anonymity was done and buried. This new one, for all its blissful rewards came with no small
share of very dangerous risks. Literally, her life will be in danger for the rest of it because of her relationship with Thor. She will have to accept this and she knew it.

Back to the 'Pros' section, Jane crossed her legs, and then wrote, "Thor makes me feel special, supported, inspired, and
loved." Smiling before she even realized it, there was no doubt that treating her good was a priority in his life. From the smallest of things like learning how to make coffee just the way she liked it, to listening to her about leaving his Earth clothes on the floor and not doing it anymore. Thor supported her work wherever in the world it took her, and for however long that work
required. He understood it was in her DNA. It was who she was. And he admired her work ethic and never-ending thirst for
knowledge. In addition, he gave wonderful foot and back massages, for which she was eternally grateful. She loved how he understood when she wanted him near to be sweet and when she needed space because her mind was somewhere else. He'd found her life-rhythm, and made her feel so secure in what they're building. No part of him wanted any part of her to change who she was. He just wanted to share her life and make it theirs.

Jane sat up straight, loving the warm breeze that swept over her as she continued back to the 'Cons' portion of the page. Tapping her pen to her mouth briefly in deep thought, she began writing with a grin. "Thor can be a bit of a jerk sometimes." She was experienced enough in relationships to know that you can love someone with all your heart and still want to run them over with your car sometimes. In her case she actually did the deed, and playfully laughed to herself over the memory. Thor could be over the top protective at times and needed to be reigned in. His temper in battle and all around enjoyment of wild adventures could prove deadly someday, and as much as they argued over it he couldn't always see how his recklessness was an issue. He was the most confident man she had ever met, and he was used to getting his way, so compromise was a battle of wills. He didn't always brush his teeth after every meal and was the polar opposite of her near Vegan tastes. Her Thor was a pure, lifelong carnivore with a voracious meat appetite. He sometimes left Mjolnir on the bedroom or living-room floor instead of hung up, and she's stubbed her toes a more than a few times in the middle of the night. And occasionally he snored.

Moving back to the 'Pro' category, Jane carefully considered her words, but found simplicity worked best in this regard. "Thor wants forever with me. His intentions and desires are clear." She's spent most of her adult life feeling as though when the time was right and with the right person she'd want what most people wanted. Commitment and a family. Then she realized that if she never attained either of those things she would be alright, and when she accepted that she wasn't crazy or fucked up for feeling that way, a weight was lifted. She was fine so long as she was doing what fulfilled her. The settled down, two-story brick suburban home, white picket fence, mini-van, and 2.5 kids thing wasn't the definitive picture she had of her life.

But now she's met someone who is simply the love of her life. Who drives her crazy in the best of ways, and who she could imagine having little half-human/half Asgardian rug-rats with that would no doubt drive them batty. With him, she wants those things, however their version ends up looking. No matter the years they have left or obstacles that may come, she could live with that.

On the 'Con' side of things, she taps the pen to her chin, searching for another one. Then it comes to her. And it terrifies
her. "Thor will always be the protector of the Nine Realms." Pausing as a beat of fear clenched her heart, she rests her pen down and closes her eyes, calmly listening to the sounds of the nearby ocean. Thor's duty is far greater than any Avenger. He is charged with defending the galaxy, and he is worthy to wield Mjolnir. He will always be needed, and never simply hers. It is painful as it is a source of pride in her eyes. Fearless and caring, she knows Thor is the right person for the job. The best person. And that he without hesitation accepted this great responsibility makes him noble. He could give up duty no more than she could her Einstein-Rosen Bridge. And even when the day comes that she can build the device, see that it works and deliver it to mankind she knows she'll find a new challenge to take on because that was who she was. Thor being a grand protector is who he is as well. And he will never change. She will share him with the galaxy, and she knows she'll have to make peace with that.

On the 'Pro' section she giggled to herself before writing down, "Thor is utterly gorgeous and sex with him is tremendously
awesome!" Jane was human, and far from immune to how outrageously sexy Thor was. She even admitted to him once she watched him take a long hot shower and almost needed to masturbate in bed before dragging him into it still dripping wet. That deep voice of his turned her on to no end, as did his possessiveness and take charge attitude in bed. The seductive way he could turn a phrase excited her, and she loved how well he knew what aroused her. That he desired her so deeply was intoxicating. Of course his muscles had muscles, and his cock... in her eyes the man's nickname should be 'The God of Multiple Orgasms'. It simply was a 'Pro' that he was hot and immensely great in bed. As Darcy once teased her, "Thor brought the freak out of you. And you needed the freak brought out. Your freak had been in the closet far to long."

In hindsight, Jane knew her best friend was right. She'd always enjoyed sex, and had received enough acclaim in the bedroom to know she knew what she was doing. But sex wasn't ever the end all to be all with her. If she went months without it she never batted a eye lash. Now though, she was far more sexually passionate and even aggressive than she's ever been before. And that was a damn good 'Pro'.

Circling back to the 'Con' side, she had to deal with the great elephant in the room, "If Thor someday takes the throne of
Asgard..." Jane knew and cared little for royalty. She wasn't wired to see anyone better or held to a greater position than anyone else. She never thought those born into it were inherently bad people, but she never fathomed that kind of lifestyle would be for her. Now though, if she took this mighty leap, she would someday have a world of new responsibilities and expectations. And she would need to be educated on them and decide what to do and how best to handle them. Being with Thor meant far more than just being in love with him. The changes her life would undergo were mind-boggling to even think about.

Now back on the 'Pros', she composed, "I might someday be Queen of Asgard and could work to make it a better place like Frigga
did." Ever grateful to Sif for bringing her various books written about the All-Mother, Jane was able to see the positive influence and change of attitude she brought to Asgard. How kind and thoughtful she was to the people who so loved her. How she was far more than arm candy or a title, but that she was able to enact change for the better. She made the responsibility her own, and accepted her role as Queen. She had touched peoples lives in a profound way, and Jane wanted to do the same if the crown were ever to rest upon her head. True, she was terrified of it. But that terror began to lessen as time passed. To do good for people meant a great deal to her. The crown would give her an opportunity to do that. It would be a incredible new challenge and responsibility. And mean a lot more trips on the Bifrost, which she wasn't at all opposed too.

Twirling the pen between her fingers, Jane wracked her brain for another 'Con, but found none. Which meant...

All that was left was her one final 'Pro.' An immense, life-altering admission that was her dearest truth. She then wrote, "I want to be Dr. Jane Marie Foster-Odinson. I want to be Thor's wife. And I want all the crazy that will come with that."

Jane stared down at those precious words for twenty silent minutes as the waves crashed over the ocean, brushing the white sands beach. There was no doubt. Her spirit was at peace, her head set to purpose, and her heart so deeply in love
with Thor.

She was ready.

After parting the white ball-fringe curtains, Thor peered through the open kitchen window at a most beautiful day and an even more beautiful woman. He immensely enjoyed the intense contemplation written all over Jane's face as she wrote on her notepad. He had no doubt the root cause of her contemplative mood, and knew she needed space to find her way. Turning his attention back to the cup of coffee he poured for her, he added three creams and two sugars just the way she liked. Though he found no personal favor in the drink, a number of his mortal friends claimed it helped them start their day with greater focus. Where he was concerned, he'd discovered an instant fondness for hot chocolate in London, and ever since greatly enjoyed it. Such small delights he reveled in these days.

Wearing only plaid pajama bottoms, the God of Thunder angled his neck from left to right, enjoying the soothing pop. Perhaps he'd slept funny the last hour or so since Jane quietly departed. Her silent departure to determine was far from unexpected as he was well versed in her precise analytical approach to any task before her. No slight on her part was intended or misunderstood. This was simply who she was.

This was the woman he loved with all his heart.

Having arrived In Cancun late last night via the Bifrost, after unpacking he'd asked Jane to take a moonlit walk with him on
the beach. It being a starry night, she quickly jumped at the chance. Barefoot and all alone, hand-in-hand they talked about nothing at all important, simply soaking in the quiet celebration of being together with nothing important or world-threatening on the horizon. Though their first anniversary was months earlier in November, only now did their lives afford them the opportunity to enjoy it.

All throughout the past year, Thor quietly sought answers to his most private fears concerning Jane as they grew ever closer. If they were ever reunited, was their initial attraction and friendship strong enough to become more? Who was Jane Foster, the woman? Could she handle the endless danger and immense responsibilities of his life? Would their ideals mesh? Were they falling in love? Why was their passion so intense? Could he adapt to Earth? Could she adapt to Asgard? How do you properly and respectfully court a Earth
woman? Did he understand how differently mortals factored in time to their life decisions compared to Asgardians? What did she see in her future? Would he be a part of it? How would their lives blend into one?

Having considered and been counseled by those closest to him, all the while still grieving inside that his dear mother was no longer there to guide him through this, Thor arrived at an inevitable conclusion on New Years day. Sixteen months after their reunion and it was clear to him Jane owned his heart and his future. He knew what he needed to know and was sure of the path he wanted to take. It was time.

He was ready.

And so last night under a full moon he gracefully fell to one knee in the white sand, reached inside his pants pocket and produced a small black box. Would he ever forget the way her beautiful hazel eyes bloomed in pure shock? She stared at him, utterly floored, standing so perfectly still she appeared frozen in time. She was unable to give voice to her awe. But he found his own, calmly expressing to her that he had to research the proper Earth custom of a marriage proposal. Darcy, Clint, Steve, and Pepper were of great assistance as he wasn't sure the correct way to go about asking her.

And so he spoke genuinely from the heart, declaring how much joy she's brought to his life. That her love and devotion fulfills him in a way no one ever has before. He told her that her character, brilliance, and commitment to her craft inspired him as he had never met someone with such relentless focus. And wherever she traveled would be his home. With tears shimmering in her eyes, even the Mighty Thor's words fumbled a bit, but his adoration was true as he promised she would always receive the very best of him, and he would go to war for every single thing she believed in. Finally, he confessed to being hopelessly in love with her.

And then he asked her to marry him.

As he expected, Jane could not find her voice. She had no prior warning or inkling this was coming tonight, and though they'd briefly discussed their thoughts on marriage before, she wasn't at all prepared for him to ask right now. He imagined a million and one thoughts whirled like a tornado in her mind as she tried to categorize and define each one. And when he opened that small black box her expression became the most lovely vision he had ever seen. No sunset or dawn on any of the countless alien worlds he's visited could compare. She was a vision of pure emotion, so lovely his heart ached to look at her.

The twenty-carat black Xion'el jewel was mystical in nature. Fandral had a friend who had a friend who was owed a very big favor over past illicit activities, and after describing it to Thor the Go of Thunder knew the slightly illegal gem would be perfect for his love. Housed within its dark smokey brilliance was an actual star. Gently glowing, beautifully powerful and profound, it was set upon a platinum band. A star for the Astrophysicist who built her life around them.

After Thor proposed, he waited patiently as her mouth opened and shut wordlessly. Several emotions flashed over her face as her gaze fell. He expected no less, and when she tearfully confessed she needed time to think he found no frustration or anger toward her. He simply rose to his feet, placed the box in her hand, and walked with her back to their condo.

They didn't make love last night, choosing to quietly fall into bed and sleep the night away.

Drawn back to the present, Thor watched Jane place her pen down, now staring intently at her notepad. Whatever methods she employed to find her answers, he felt she had reached a definitive conclusion.

Peering skyward, Thor was grateful for a beautifully sunny day. He picked up the cup of coffee and strolled outside to greet her on the patio. His footsteps drew her attention as she beamed a brilliant smile at him. "How fares my love this morning?"

Ever thankful he didn't appear to be in a fowl mood after last nights non-answer, Jane pressed the notepad to her chest. A little impish grin lifted her cheeks as she took the cup of coffee from his outstretched hand and sipped. Mmmm, just how she
liked it. "Better now."

"Coffee truly brightens your day I see."

"Not the coffee. I'm better because you're here." His presence soothed her profoundly, and then realized he was wearing that supremely confident Thor-smirk that meant he already knew the conclusion she arrived at. That for all her worries, issues, and thorough considerations he was sure she wanted to marry him. It almost made her mad at him if it wasn't so damn cute. He was sure of her heart because he knew it best. Perhaps even better than she did.

When Thor took the patio chair next to her, Jane set her coffee down, and then calmly slipped over his lap, resting her head over his
shoulder. She sighed peacefully in the wake of the life-altering decision she'd made. Thor, on the other hand, was as cool as the other side of the pillow. The natural music of the ocean played in the background. "Are you sure?" she softly questioned against his chest.

"Well, as Darcy put it, we're not getting any younger. Especially me." Thor winced when Jane playfully smacked the side of his head, causing them both to chuckle at the silliness. His strong arms closed around her as he placed a soft kiss upon her forehead. "I am of a clear and sound mind, my love. Your beautiful heart has claimed mine. So to answer your question, yes, I am sure."

Ever the master orator, that deep baritone voice of his never failed to leave her feeling tingly. How wonderful it was that love could change you for the better. Still, she had to note a significant truth that had been weighing heavily in her thoughts. "We've only been together a little over a year."

Thor's gaze fell over the gorgeous ocean waves, enjoying the peaceful serenity. "What more need I know of you?"

While it was never easy to be self-critical, Jane continued, "Honestly, I am obsessively aggressive about my work to the point that I sometimes turn a blind eye to everything else in my life. It was a hindrance in past relationships I have had and its an issue I've been trying to work on. But when workaholics need a hero, they call me."

"Obviously."

As sweet as it is that he knows her so well, that he understands her makes him all the more special. That special place in her heart was reserved for him alone. Jane then admitted, "I hate that I have to share you with the whole damn galaxy."

"Concerning my responsibilities as protector of the Nine Realms, yes. It is unavoidable. But never my heart," he emphasized. "That alone is yours for all the days of my life."

She knew that. There would be no reason to marry him if she couldn't deal with it. Their relationship was so overwhelming and incredibly wonderful. Terrifying and vastly exciting. But she had to make sure he understood what he was signing up for. "My work is vastly global i nature. We're going to be living out of suitcases for the foreseeable future."

Thor snickered, "My position requires a great deal of travel as well. Although I do not amass... what does Darcy call them?"

"Frequent flier miles," Jane replied wearing a grin. "Unless Heimdall works for United Airlines part-time."

"Cute. But anywhere you are, or I am, we possess the means to reach one another. Our home will come in due time. It is enough... far more than I ever imagined, that you are in my arms again. All things for us in due season, my love."

Had any man she ever dated wanted her the way he so obviously does? Not just passionately, but emotionally. He considered 'them' at all times. Still, she continued rattling off her thoughts. "What if we can't have children due to our genetic differences?"

Thor paused for a serious moment, nuzzling his face to the crook of her neck, inhaling the scent of her light perfume. "Family is no more bound to blood than our futures to our past. We will have options for a family when we feel our lives can welcome it. Until then, I think engaging Banner and Dr. Cho on the matter might be a wise preemptive course of action. Even though now is not the right time, someday it will be."

And Jane thought she couldn't love him more than she already did. It warmed her heart that he'd truly given this a great deal of thought. His proposal hadn't come after a devastating loss or war or anything one might consider a trigger for change. He just loved her and wanted her and that was that. "I adore you," she spoke softly before pressing a kiss to his lips.

"I am quite adorable."

Jane rolled her eyes at the audacity of him, and then was back to business. And not the pleasant kind. "Your father doesn't like me or approve of us."

"I require neither his favor nor permission where you are concerned. He does not know you, nor you him. In his defense I will say that he is still greatly heartbroken over mother's loss and that has deeply hardened his outlook on all things. He is a changed man, and not for the better I'm afraid. But in time I feel our joy will mend his opinion. You are far to amazing to not love. I truly feel he will come around."

Jane wasn't going to hold her breath, but she was open to the idea for Thor's sake. "At least my parents love you. My mom thinks you can hang the moon, and my dad always asks about you when he calls. Darcy loves you big-time, Ian has a man-crush on you, and Eric gave me his blessing months ago. Mind you, he might of been on his seventh Vodka shot of the night, but still. All the people in my small circle whom I love most all love you."

Thor puffed out his chest. "Another grand victory for the Mighty Thor! However shall I keep track of them all, I do not know," he teased, shaking his head until Jane pretended to choke him with both hands. "Sorry my love."

"That ego of yours," she grinned playfully. "Anyway, I'm happy I get along with all of your friends too. Hogan is quietly funny and noble. I like him a lot," she began. "Volstagg can eat you out of house and home, but he has a wonderful heart and is a master storyteller. Fandral is a scoundrel, but as scoundrels go he's a sweetheart. Steve is just a great guy, although I think he might be a virgin and Darcy might want to help him out with that."

"I give no thought to the Captain's virtue or lack thereof."

"And Tony's huge ego rivals your own."

"Mine's bigger," Thor winked at her. He got another swat for that one.

"But he is brilliant and hilarious at times. Natasha and Clint are the most friendly assassins I have ever met. Bruce is just awesome, period. If I weren't dating you..."

"Jane..." his voice playfully warned.

"Kidding, mostly. As for Sif," she considered thoughtfully, "I get why we got off to a rocky start for obvious reasons, but she's an amazing woman whom I greatly admire."

"She is without equal as a warrior and as a dear friend. I love her."

"I know. And she brought me those great Asgardian books," Jane proudly noted.

"And you introduced her to Twinkies. A wise move indeed."

"Why thank you." Jane settled comfortably in his arms. "So do you have any questions for me?"

Thor drew her right hand to his mouth, pressing a soft kiss to her palm. "What breathes fear in you the most about marrying me?"

Jane fell silent for a heartbeat, and then found her voice. "That the throne of Asgard should be held by a good person who understands what is best for the kingdom and its people. One who can make the tough decisions and be strong enough to stand behind them. And I don't know a better person for the job than you. But if we are married and you take the throne someday, our lives will change profoundly."

Thor sighed, tenderly caressing her wrist. "I need never take the throne. I'm not sure I even want it or believe it is where my talents would be best served."

"Here's my opinion. When the time comes I honestly think you should take it. You are the best man for the job. Its just, I... its a lot. A whole lot. And while you have been groomed for that day since birth, I never fathomed in a million years my life could possibly turn out that way."

"And yet I can think of no other with more qualities to bring to my beloved Asgard than you," he declared with the utmost
confidence. "You are the most clever, brilliant, and strong-willed person I have ever met. You care about the less fortunate and you would champion innovation and equality. You possess a patience that the throne sorely needs, and you are mindful that change requires diligence and careful planning. I know how you relish grand challenges, and your thirst to create a better world is inspiring. You would make a magnificent Queen. Furthermore, ruling by my side is the only circumstance I would ever entertain to take the throne."

Jane exhaled deeply, her eyes looking out over the vast ocean as she cuddled closer to him. "I'm short."

"I would have master builders craft you a high-chair throne."

"You want to get hit again, don't you?"

Ever enjoying her playful mood, Thor sensed a soothing calm settle over her. "Queen Jane of Midgard sounds quite regal to me."

"And to think they used to call me 'Plain Jane' in high school."

"Reveal to me the names of those fools so that I might smite them!"

"Jason Biester and Cliff Gordon. They sat behind me in advanced Calculus and were real jerks during my Upper 6th form."

Thor blinked. "Wait, you really want me to smite them?"

"No, honey," Jane snickered at him, smooching his cheek. Her amazing yet simple Thor. "OK, this is your last chance to back out and fly off before I give you my answer."

Taking both her hands in his, Thor promised her, "Never."

Closing her eyes, Jane gaze a slow nod. Reaching inside her pocket, with a trembling hand she pulled out the small black box and opened it. The massive dark jewel with the small sparkling star within, pulsing with power and wonder, beckoned her. Her voice slightly shaky, she looked into his blue eyes. "My answer is yes. I will marry you. I'm ready to sign up for all the crazy."

His chest swelled with pride and joy, Thor tenderly caressed her face. "Now I am truly worthy," he whispered before kissing her
deeply. Her arms curled around his neck, clutching him tightly their kiss grew hungry and wildly passionate. And when she shifted ever so he groaned deep in the back of his throat.

Thor panted softly, his gaze locked with beautiful hazel eyes as Jane kneeled between his parted legs on the soft bedroom
carpet. That evil little tongue of hers slithered wet trails up one side of his twitching cock and down the other as she toyed with him. Seated nude on the edge of their King-sized bed, the erotic vision she made was breathtaking, watching her softly lapping at the hard length of him. Teasing her tongue over the weeping slit of the head, wetting it slick with her saliva, and then her lush lips parted as she drew him into her warm mouth with a long suck. "Please... Mercy, how you have bewitched me forever more."

Jane hummed around the hard column of flesh, drowning it in warmth as she ever so slowly sucked a bit more each time her head descended over his lap. The heady taste of him left her trembling between her thighs, her lips lazily gliding up and down, her cheeks hollowing ever so as she sucked. Yes, she had the Mighty Thor throbbing mightily, his thighs tensing as she took her time making love to his thick, hard cock with her mouth.

"Gods, uhhnnn!" Thor's jaw tightened when she cupped his balls while sucking lightly on just the head, tickling and toying with it, visiting such pleasurable madness upon him. "You are exquisite beyond words," he swore with a husky groan, his fists bunched with the white bed sheets at his sides. Deeper and deeper still she inhaled him, greedily sucking harder as her tongue grazed the length on every lazy withdrawal. The rhythmic bob of her head over his lap was as erotic as any sight he'd ever seen. The soft, slurping sounds she made aroused him to no end, as he was so hard for her. And when her fist gripped him at the base, stroking him now, he placed one hand lovingly on the back of her head, something he knew from experience she did not mind.

Rising up to the tip, Jane lashed her tongue over the sensitive head, igniting shivers throughout his body. He was literally shaking, and she loved it. The desperate hunger lit in his dark stare when she gazed up at him oh so innocently inspired her. "All for you, my
love," she whispered, and then once more claimed him inside the warm confines of her mouth, as deeply as she could go, now sucking with worshipful need as her head rose and fell over his lap. Her fist and tongue worked in tandem as she sucked harder, loudly and unashamed. She heard him groaning uncontrollably above her, his fingers now tangled in her brown hair, cupping the back of her head.

Overwhelmed with the pleasure of every wet suck, he caught sight of the slight tremble of her jaw when she took him deep, nearly to the back of her throat. He fisted the sheets, moaning helplessly. The indescribable thrill of her warm mouth and intense sucking had him racing towards the edge of the oblivion. "Jane... Jane..."

Her desperately spoken name was all the warning he had the ability to convey, and though she was grateful, she was the type of girl that finished every single 'Job' she began. Obsessive workaholic that she was and all. Her intense focus renewed as she sucked him hard, stroking him with growing urgency as his cock throbbed over her tongue. "I want it. I want all of it," she panted wildly, her mouth greedily willing his sweet end. Suddenly he roared as she felt his cock swell in her mouth, and then explode in long, warm spurts of seed, coating her tongue. She swallowed as fast as she could while sucking every last drop until she felt him slump like dead weight backward on the bed. And she never stopped sucking...

"Victory is yours, my love," Thor half-panted, half-begged her to cease as he could take no more.

Gently releasing him from her mouth him with a final wet kiss, Jane wore a most triumphant grin. "You can call me the Mighty Jane if you'd like."

"I'd prefer Queen Jane Odinson of Midgard."

"Dr. Queen Jane Odinson of Midgard," she playfully corrected him.

"Whatever you wish my love."

"Good answer." Jane sat back on her heels while seductively wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Her breathing slowed, even as her body was strung tight. Thor was still unable to even sit up, evidenced by the pronounced rise and fall of his broad chest. Like most women, she didn't particularly care for the taste of cum, but she did enjoy devastating the man she loved in a way he would always remember fondly. She just rocked his world, and she liked the hell out of that. "So on a scale of one to ten, with ten being awesome..."

With his eyes still closed, Thor glorified her immense skill. "Such a number does not exist that offers due praise for your wickedness, my love. You are without equal in my lifetime."

A flushed, naked, and very aroused Jane smiled his way. "And that says a lot considering your advanced age."

"Oh how I love your delightful sarcasm."

Jane watched him rise from the bed, stretching his powerful arms up over his head. Gorgeous blue eyes fixated on her as he stood, and then she was drawn into his strong, loving embrace. He wasted no time, bending to claim her soft mouth as if his life depended on it, kissing her deeply. Tasting himself on her glistening lips while his hands roamed over the supple cheeks of her firm ass, squeezing them hard as he lifted her against him. She sucked the end of his tongue, her nipples so tight against his chest, acutely aware of how erect he still was and how she didn't care about the science of it so long as she was the cause.

Their intense hungry kissing was so passionate they were gasping each others breath, unable to stop touching each other. Thor's lust for her was not sated even after such a mind-bending climax. He craved her without measure, and would have her now! "Turn around and face the bed, my love."

Jane had done it before even thinking about actually complying, instinct alone needing him inside her soon. He pressed against her from behind, her backside now braced to the thick hard cock, her sex weeping with need to be filled by him as their bodies slowly rocked together. Her neck arched over his shoulder when his hands filled with her small breasts, kneading them with a lovers touch, tweaking her hardening nipples between his fingers. "Thor," she softly whined, grinding against him.

"Never have I so hungered for a woman," Thor promised with a growl as his right hand faintly trailed down her belly, slipping between her smooth thighs, and through the moist curls surrounding her sex to firmly cup her. Shivering against him, she rose on
tippy-toes. The sexiest moan escaped her throat as a single finger stroked her up and down her slit. "You are mine, Jane Foster."

She would have cried out "Yes," had she the ability to speak, but her voice failed as he stroked her sensitive clit until her knees grew weak. His slow, sweet caress at the center of her left her whimpering with need. .

Bending to her ear, Thor quietly ordered her, "Bend over."

Sparing a flushed glance over her shoulder, her eyes wide as she bent over the edge of the bed before even realizing it. The palms of her hands braced over the soft sheets, her legs parted as he knelt behind her on his knees. "Uhhnn... Thor..." she wept when his warm breath fanned over her bare ass, his mouth pressing wet open mouth kisses over her skin, worshiping her with gentle
bites. Her nipples tingled when she felt him blowing softly on her sex, and then that first long lash of his tongue parted her nether lips, lapping her wetness. If the sheer pleasure of him licking her from behind hadn't already crippled her mind, the incredibly erotic sounds of him devouring her would be the end. But what a way to go as he lapped softly at her slit, and then drove his tongue into her, fucking her as she twisted and writhed over the bed. All the while she could hear him sucking on her like a ripe piece of fruit, her swollen clit being drawn into his mouth.

Just as the hot tension built towards an orgasm, Jane felt him rise behind her. His hands drew her hips back as his cock pressed at her entrance, brushing sensation up and down her lips. And then that long, deep thrust that spread her around him tightly as he took her. "Oh my God... so deep..."

The heady, primitive aroma of their lust was nearly the downfall of what little resolve Thor had left. His dark gaze fell upon the sweetly curved cheeks of her backside as he drew her back to him while surging forward, filling her warm tightness with all of his cock. He watched it drive into her time after sweet time, gritting his teeth as the pleasure swept over him. He claimed her slender hips as he began fucking her with long, impacting thrusts. "Mine!"

"Always!" Jane hissed as the glorious friction of his cock buried inside her from this position left her vibrating with
raw pleasure. So full of him she felt light-headed, her inner muscles squeezed and released uncontrollably. She loved the way his hands guided her hips back, her sex spreading around him. She was so wet her lovely face burned with a lustful blush. Every deep thrust sent her forward, now face down on the bed, nails digging into the sheets as she was fucked hard. The crude, rutting noise as they collided violently amplified her pleasure. The sensual feel of his hands on her, the seductive sound of his grunts behind her, his cock gliding deliciously over her clit as he vigorously took her was intoxicating.

With every weak little wail, every breathless sigh, Thor craved making her cum so hard. Through a haze of pure lust he fucked her as she began rocking back in rhythm with his impacting thrusts. Ever his perfect love, she gave as good as she got, straining for her climax.

"Thor please... harder, baby... almost...almost there..."

His right hand moved from her hip down between her legs as he began stroking her clit while fucking her so deep her body vibrated in reaction. Her harsh, urgent grunts were followed by a cry of pure ecstasy as her body jerked hard against him, writhing, squeezing tightly around his shaft as she twisted about on trembling legs. Her climax was wildly powerful, his name fleeing her lips time after time in lustful praise.

Glorious!

No other word described his Jane as she shivered against him, his cock buried to the hilt, her hips grinding out the last tremors of of a savage orgasm. Thor held her close, loving the snug vice of her body around him. Suddenly he pulled out, and then angled her over onto her back on the bed. He spread her legs, only to fall to his knees once more to taste her. To suck and devour her sweet pussy, his tongue fucking her deeply.

A soft gasp hissed between gritted teeth as her thighs closed around his head, her brown hair splayed over over the white sheets as the sensations were non-stop. The erotic sounds of him feasting between her legs were nearly equal to the feel of his open mouth sucking her clit, swirling his tongue round and round until she was shaking. Her mouth opened on the wing tips of a wordless cry, and then another when he rose up onto the bed, covering her. Instinctively she wrapped her legs around his strong hips just before his cock buried inside her once more. "Uhhhnnh! Fuck... fuck me!"

Jane and Thor were helpless to the fiery emotion of what they felt for each other, now one sweaty entity fucking hard, loudly, colliding violently. They rocked as one, a perfect rhythm of thrust and counter thrust, hips rolling in
sync.

"Ohhh Jane! My love... my Jane!"

"Oh God, yes!" Jane cried out when her second orgasm roared through her quivering body. Her ankles locked over his lower back, giving him all of her as she came so hard on his surging cock. She felt his powerful frame tense, his thrusts becoming erratic as he pounded into her until he found a tremendous release, his cock erupting in spurts of warm seed until he had no more left to give.

They bucked, clawed, and groaned until at last they were done, with no more than heavy breathing and soft kisses exchanged over the bed.

Ever thankful Thor was very aware of his immense size, Jane welcomed his gentle withdrawal, and cozying up beside her. She felt exhausted, sore, very satisfied, sticky and overwhelming happy. Sex with Thor was sometimes rough and raunchy, drawing out of her a side she never imagined she would enjoy so well. Now she didn't think she could live without such passion.

"What.. what do I do for a living?" Jane gasped playfully, gazing up at the ceiling fan as a bead of perspiration trickled down her neck. The carnal scent of them hung heavy in the air. "Do I sell cars? Insurance? What's my name? Who are you?"

Thor shut his eyes, lying beside her comfortably. "Has my great passion caused you memory loss?"

Jane giggled at his silliness. "Outside of a little limp and the need for a back massage, I think I'll be fine." Purring happily, she snuggled into his side, draping a arm over his chest. They just had some incredible naughty nookie and she was feeling a bit
giddy. "I can't believe we're engaged."

"And yet there are precious times when your life is far better than your dreams of what you dearly wished it would be."

"I love how you say things like that."

"I speak only what you inspire me to say."

Thor was such a sweet, loving man. Far from perfect, but good and genuine. She could not love him more. "We have so much to do to plan for this wedding."

"Both of them."

Jane's eyes could not widen more, now glaring at her new fiance. "What?!"

Thor turned to her appearing a bit surprised. "Asgard will want to see the crown prince take his bride. And certainly all of our friends and family will be invited. And I assume you will want a Earth wedding as well?"

"No way, no how. Not in a million years will we have two weddings!" Jane corrected him. "One wedding, and we'll mesh customs until we get it right. Two weddings would likely drive me insane. I'm going to honestly need to take up drinking to get through one big alien wedding."

"Duly noted," Thor replied while holding her closer. "Are you happy?"

"Yes," she replied without hesitation. "More than I have ever been."

"Then my most important responsibility has been sated."

"And you?"

"I want for nothing, for I have all that truly matters to me," he noted, squeezing her tight in his arms. "So what do we do now?"

"I need my Iphone so I can call my mom and dad, then Darcy, Erik, Betty, and Pepper. Then I will need a back massage and blueberry pancakes. Then a nap. Then more sex. And ice cream. Definitely ice cream. Moose tracks ice cream for the win."

"Yes, dear." Thor smiled with all his heart, kissing her once more as all was right with the world.

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