Chapter 7: A Worthy Whosoever

Thor and Steve slept for several hours, much longer than originally planned. Steve was the first to awaken. He slipped out of bed to fetch his sketch book and charcoal pencils.

He took a seat in a corner chair by the window on the side of the bed and propped his feet upon a leather tufted ottoman. He began to sketch Thor while he lied, still asleep.

Thor was covered from the waist down. His hair was a mess and there was the slight shimmer of sweat on his forehead and bare chest. One hand was tucked behind his head and the other stretched out across the bed. Twenty two minutes into his sketch and Steve noticed that Thor's expression had changed. Thor was smiling.

"What are you doing out of bed?" asked Thor.

"I had to capture you. I've been trying to forever. This was the best opportunity."

"May I see?"

Steve returned to his side of the bed and got under the blanket. Thor sat up to get a better view. Steve flipped through the sketch book and showed Thor all his failed attempts at capturing his likeness. Then Steve showed Thor the current one. It wasn't complete but it was far better than the others. One could easily tell that Steve's mind was clear and the drawing was flowing freely out of him; it wasn't being forced.

"You're very talented. I wish I had your skill."

"And I wish I controlled the lightning."

"Maybe you can."

Thor raised his arm summoning his hammer. Right before it looked like it would hit Thor in the head, which caused Steve to duck in fear, Thor caught it in his hand and began to speak into it.

"Whosoever holds this hammer, if he be worthy, shall possess my power," declared Thor. Then he placed the hammer by Steve's hand.

"What was that you spoke?" asked Steve.

"It's an incantation my father used when I was banished to the earth," said Thor, "It prevented me from using Mjölnir until I was once again worthy of wielding its power."

"I'm not sure about this. If I can't lift it you'll think less of me."

"It is foolish to make assumptions. It is also foolish not to try. Now lift it," commanded Thor.

Steve set his sketch book aside and placed his hand on the handle of the hammer while biting down on his bottom lip.

"Thor, was I your first choice?"

Thor lied on his side, his left hand propping up his head and said, "No. I honestly had no first choice. In fact, my list had one other person on it besides you and Dr. Banner and that was Mr. Stark. I was attracted to all of you for very different reason."

"So what made you pursue me over them? I'm just a juiced up soldier. I'm really nothing special."

"Stephen, the serum didn't create Captain America. The serum simply enhanced the essence of Stephen Rogers. You, Stephen Rogers, who jumped on that fake grenade when you thought your comrades were in danger. I've heard the stories. You're an icon, a living symbol of humanity's strength and humility. You are a great man, Stephen. One who cares for others above himself. One who is willing to risk it all, as you have with me. That's what I adore." Thor paused for a moment before continuing. "As for your question, I didn't choose to pursue you. It was you who finally chose me. It was you who made the first move. Remember that sparring match we had and the kiss that followed?"

"Yes, but that was all you."

"That is incorrect. Yes, I stirred you to action with my words but I never laid my hands upon you after we completed our match. I never forced anything upon you. You made the first move, Captain. You kissed me."

"Then I ran."

"At least it was a start and it was that start that drew me closer to you." Thor stroked Steve's thigh through the plush fur blanket. "Before that kiss, you were all on an equal footing. I never told you but just before meeting you, I had spoken with Stark and we also shared a kiss. Your kiss exuded far more passion and sincerity and urgency than his. As you can imagine, I'm not easily impressed but your kiss was indeed impressive. Now lift the hammer!"

Steve took a firm grip on the hammer and tried lifting it. It didn't budge from the bed.

"Guess I'm not worthy," said Steve with a fake half-smile.

"You will be. I'm sure of it," replied Thor as he leaned in to give Steve a kiss for comfort. Steve reciprocated and wrapped his arms around Thor's neck. Thor felt a familiar electrical pulse course through his spine, like one of his lightning bolts had struck him. Thor broke the kiss when he felt something cold on his back. He looked over his shoulder and saw a glimpse of something shiny and metallic. He looked at Steve, then down on the bed, and then back at Steve again.

"Gotcha!" said Steve as he dropped the hammer on the bed and continued his kiss with Thor.

Thor reciprocated but then quickly pulled away. "Stephen, you lifted Mjölnir! You do realize the Hulk couldn't even complete that feat?"

"Guess the Hulk wasn't worthy," replied Steve with a sly smile.

At that moment there was a transition in Steve's demeanor. Thor noticed a more primal, less apprehensive Steve. Something in his brain had finally clicked to the fully on position. Shy and fearful Steve was not present at this moment. The super soldier that Thor truly adored and respected was now present and at attention.

Thor set the hammer on the floor and resumed their kiss. Steve ran his hand through Thor's hair and then stroked his scruffy beard. Feeling playful, he ducked his head underneath the Asgardian cotton sheets and began to make love to his king by fondling and playing with his firm cock. After several minutes, Steve emerged from the sheets. His face was sticky, as were his hands but he had a big smile on his face, as did Thor.

"I thought you wanted to take things slow?" asked Thor.

Steve just looked up at Thor with that sly grin again and replied, "I decided to take another course of action. Is there a problem?"

"Not at all. I'm just happy to see you – Captain Rogers – finally."

"Sorry for the wait. I was on a mental hiatus."

"No worries. We have all the time in the realms to catch up."

"So let's start getting re-acquainted," commanded Captain Rogers, as he took hold of Thor's cock again.

Thor grabbed Steve's hand before he could continued any further and said, "That blowjob, as you call it, was great but might we play a tad more rough during this second bout?" asked Thor.

"Looking for a some sexual sparring are you?"

Thor answered by pulling away the blanket and sheets from their nude bodies. He dived at Steve and Steve rolled out the way and landed on the ground beside the bed.

"I guess that's a yes," said Steve from the floor.

Thor got up after realizing that Steve wasn't pinned beneath him. He leaped off the bed and began stalking Steve around the royal bed chamber. Steve broke away and dashed into the living area. Once they were in the center of the living room, they locked arms in a battle of strength.

"You've already gotten stronger since arriving on Asgard, just as father alluded to," said Thor.

"It must be all the godly semen you pumped into me a few hours ago," replied Steve.

Thor laughed. "You know you enjoyed it. My serum is much more fun to inject and it goes in much easier than the original, wouldn't you say?" said Thor with a cocky smile.

Steve lunged at Thor, hoping to get the upper hand but Thor caught him by the waist and drove him backwards into the stone wall. Thor took Steve's hands and pinned them to the wall. Steve was stronger;Thor had to use both hands to pin him. With Steve's arms fixed in place, Thor took advantage by assaulting Steve's neck with his teeth.

"What are you? A vampire god now," asked Steve playfully.

The painful love bites caused Steve's cock to twitch. Steve had to figure out a way to repay Thor for this special attention. While Thor was still preoccupied with his neck, Steve took his right leg and shoved Thor back into the center of the room. Thor came right back at him. Still quite agile, Steve dived between Thor's legs, rolled over, and then swiftly kicked him in the bum. Thor stumbled but he didn't fall. He turned around quickly but Steve had Thor's cock in a vice grip before he could make another move. An evil smile was on Steve's face and Thor was immobilized.

With Thor's cock firmly in his hand, Steve walked Thor over to the chaise like a dog on a short leash. He pushed Thor down on the chaise with one hand, never releasing the cock from his other hand. Instead of going down on Thor, Steve climbed onto his lap. Then he did something unexpected. He bit into the Thor's beefy chest, leaving dental indentations in Thor's flesh. Then he took one nipple into his mouth and tugged on it, occasionally grinding it between his teeth just enough to make Thor grimace. Thor clenched Steve's ass in response, holding him in place, not allowing him to slide down from atop his lap. Finally, when Steve was good and ready and Thor's chest was as bruised as his neck, he went down on Thor.

Steve took all of Thor into his mouth and slowly drew him back out while dragging his teeth along Thor's skin. Once at the tip, he pulled and tugged at the foreskin. He also made sure to pay special attention to Thor's woolly scrotum, sucking the entire sack into his mouth, then licking its underside. Steve was a cock-sucking natural and Thor was full to bursting.

"Stephen, I need you now."

"Which role do you prefer?"

"Take me first. Then I will repay the favor."

"On the floor with you then," commanded Steve.

Thor got down on his knees, his aft-end high in the air. Steve didn't have to prepare him. He simply rubbed and squeezed Thor's ass a few times, then drove his dick straight in. He immediately got into a rhythm. He and Thor looked like a rodeo rider and his bucking bull. After five steady minutes, Thor came. His muscular spasms caused semen to splatter and drip onto the ceramic flooring.

"Thank you. Now it's your turn," said Thor.

Thor was lying on the floor, already stroking himself to new erection and Steve was still hard.

"Can we take this back to the bedroom?" asked Steve.

"Of course, you gave me what I wanted."

Thor walked Steve back to the bedroom. While Steve found a comfortable spot on the bed, Thor walked over to the fireplace and set a few sandalwood logs ablaze. He turned off some of the lights and then found his place near Steve. Thor spooned Steve from behind and Steve reached back and stroke Thor's hair and neck. Then Thor held him by the waist while he rolled himself over, pulling Steve with him until Steve was on top, his back against Thor's chest.

"Shall I do the honors?"

"I got it," responded Steve.

Steve took a firm hold of Thor's cock and slid it inside. Steve began by grinding into Thor's pelvis while tossing his head back and receiving a few deserved kisses from Thor. Then Thor began to thrust. He guided Steve's hips with his big hands. Each thrust was forceful but not jarring. Steve's cock was free to bob up and down with each thrust, that is until Thor chose to capture it and stroke it. The added pressure of Thor's palm and the constant thrusting pushed Steve off the orgasmic cliff. He was moaning and breathing heavily as he released everything that had pent-up inside him. Steve was spent. He rolled off Thor and the two of them laid there for a moment. Then Thor reached out and squeezed Steve's hand affectionately. Thor got out of bed and headed for the royal bath. Once the temperature was just right, he stepped out of the bath and waved a hand to Steve.

"Come, we need to bathe yet again," said Thor humorously.

Instead of a shower, they opted for a bath. Thor stepped into the huge tub first and then Steve joined him, finding his place between Thor's big thighs. Steve found a comfortable position, laid his head against Thor's chest, and said, "I'm glad I made the first move."

"As am I, Captain. As am I."

The End