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"Ven? Ven?! Has anyone seen Haruven?!" Bruce snapped as he entered the living room of the Avengers Tower. The Avengers were in there including the Winchesters, Castiel, the Warrior Three and Sif. Well, everyone but Thor.
"Not since he and Thor came home yesterday," Steve said, exchanging a glance with the others.
"Why do you need him?" Pepper asked, closing the business part of the papers and gifting her husband with a smile when Tony offered her a glass of orange juice.
"I wanted to run over a few things with him and I wanted to tell him that Wayne called in. He and Superman are half an hour away from us," Bruce informed them and Tony pushed a button on his Tablet.
"Jarvis, locate Sigurdsson and Thor."
*They are in the training room, sir. Mr. Sigurdsson said that if anyone needed either one of them that they should come down,* Jarvis reported, and almost as one everyone stood up and rushed towards the elevator.
"This I gotta see," Clint muttered.
"You gotta see this? We never saw Ven fight!" Sam hopped in his place in excitement and Dean grinned at him. Within moments Bruce was left alone in the living room, with his jaw hanging open.
"I can't believe this," he muttered clapping his hands against his thighs in utter amazement. "Bunch of children they are."
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"Come on, my lord! Last time you put up more of a fight!" Haruven teased with a smirk. He was standing on top of a piece of the floor that Thor managed to punch out with his Hammer. Thor growled at him and spun Mjölnir expertly, his eyes flashing electric blue.
"And you weren't as much of a tease last time!" Haruven winked at him.
"I told you to catch me, didn't I?" he drawled and jumped away when lightning crashed from above him.
When the group of warriors entered the observation room they could do nothing but gape. It was as though they were watching the clash of titans. They had to concentrate hard to be able to follow either men in the training room. Magic faced Thunder, fist clashed with fist, their speed matched up perfectly, and both seemed to enjoy the fight.
"Remind me never to get on his bad side." Dean's eyes were wide with wonder.
"I see that he was holding back greatly when he fought me," Fandral commented dryly, crossing his arms over his chest although anyone who dared spare any attention to him would have seen him hopping minutely in his place.
"Have you seen anything similar to this, Cas?" Sam asked the former Angel, and everyone looked at Castiel when he nodded minutely.
"I have. In the old times," his eyes were filled with memories of terror, "but they are stronger, much stronger than Lucifer and Michael ever were. And I can tell that they are still holding back. This is merely practice for them."
"That's as much of a terrifying as it is a comforting thought," Steve muttered glancing towards the entrance and nodding at Bruce when he entered.
Tony glanced around and moved forward pushing a button on the control board.
*Come on, Thor! You said you would pay me back for last time!* Haruven's voice came over the speakers. He sounded excited. He didn't sound winded at all.
Thor growled and sent a huge wave of lightning at Haruven. The wizard raised his hands, facing the attack head on. A green shield appeared around him and Thor's attack bounced off of it, although it pushed Haruven back a little.
*Dominatur caeli ardentes! Drardor!*(Conquer the burning heavens! Firedrake!) Haruven roared and the air around him burst into flames. It shot up towards the ceiling transforming into a huge dragon. It roared and moved forward to attack Thor.
"Thor!" Sif screamed, but to the shock of everyone in the observation room Thor kneeled and crossed his arms over his head. The burning inferno crashed down on him only to disperse upon a shield. Thor grinned at Haruven who smirked and him and fisted his hands. The fire grew stronger, but Thor managed to get to his feet. With a powerful roar he fought off the flames and directed them towards Haruven. The wizard hn-ed, and lowered his left hand. He opened his right hand, palm facing the flames rushing towards him.
*Finite,* he drawled almost lazily. What he didn't expect was for Thor to come charging at him, and Haruven barely managed to avoid being hit over the head with Mjölnir.
"How long do you think they could go on like this?" Hogun asked no one in particular.
"To be perfectly honest, I really do not want to find out right away." Sif spoke around the tip of the thumb she's been chewing on to curb her excitement and nervosas.
*Come, Haruven! Let's finish this!* Thor called out.
*My pleasure!* Haruven answered and clasped his hands in front of himself with his eyes closed and head bowed. Thor smirked and started to spin Mjölnir, gathering everything he had for one last attack.
Haruven's eyes flashed open and the grin that covered his face was one no one wanted to see aimed at them.
*Destruam caelum, Gehennam ensis!* (Tear down the sky, Gehenna Blade!) Their attacks met in the middle blinding everyone in the observation room. For a few moments everything shook to the point it almost brought everyone down to their knees.
Once it was over, they opened their eyes and looked down into the training room. Thor and Ven were on opposite sides of the room, braced against the walls. Both were breathing with slight difficulties, but they were grinning at one another with eyes glowing mirthfully.
Ven took a deep breath and placed his hand on the wall. *Reparo,* he spoke breathlessly, and with a powerful wave of magic everything returned to how it was before.
"Monstrous," Volstagg grunted. "Both of them are monstrous." No one could find anything to say to that.
*Why don't all of you come down?* they looked through the mirror and found Haruven smirking up at them. *We're about to receive company.*
They joined up with Thor and Haruven in the hallway and the two looked at them with almost matching smirks. "Did you enjoy the show?" Haruven asked and leaned against Thor when the God of Thunder wrapped his arm around Ven's waist.
"You are frighteningly strong," Sif complimented. "I see now why you two are destined for each other."
"Yes. I'm afraid a puny human wouldn't be able to handle either one of you," Tony teased and Haruven laughed.
"Now, now, Tony; no need to be bitter," Haruven winked at him. "Come. I can feel them." He took Thor's hand and started to lead him over to the elevators. The others followed after them almost timidly.
They were constantly getting more and more aware of Haruven's power, and everyone but the Warrior Three and Sif, who didn't know Haruven before, started wondering how he managed to survive with that much power before Thor came back to Earth.
Not one of them thought Haruven weak before, but now they were grateful that he was on their side.
They came out of the elevators and walked onto the top of the tower in time to see a jet land. Beside it landed a man dressed in red and blue.
"Clark!" Haruven called out with a beautiful smile decorating his face. He let go of Thor's hand and ran over to the tall man, practically throwing himself into his arms.
Clark Kent, a.k.a. Superman, smiled and hugged Haruven close. "I was worried about you, Ven. I'm glad to see you're safe."
"I'm happy to see you in good health as well, Clark." Wayne came out of the jet and Haruven pulled him into a hug as well.
"It is good to see you again, Bruce," Haruven spoke to the man and grinned widely when out of the jet came Alfred followed by a young woman and man.
"You know Alfred, and I would like for you to meet Barbara Wilson and Dick Grayson; Batgirl and Robin," Wayne introduced the two and Haruven smiled at the them and shook their hands before he walked over to hug Alfred warmly.
"Master Bruce told me everything. I'm happy to see that you've recovered," Alfred said and Haruven gifted him with a loving smile.
"I'm more than recovered, Alfred. Come, all of you. You must meet everyone." While everyone introduced themselves Haruven walked over to stand beside Thor.
The God of Thunder stood slightly to the side, observing everything with a watchful gaze. "You look slightly overwhelmed," he commented and Haruven chuckled.
"All of the people that came often to Starborn Café have grown dear to my heart," Haruven whispered to his beloved. "I'm not thrilled about forcing them to go through what awaits us, but I am glad that there are many who are willing to fight for Earth." Thor hummed and Haruven shot him a small glance from under his bangs. "You are not jealous, are you?" he teased and Thor cleared his throat pulling on a smile when Clark, Wayne, Alfred, Barbara and Dick walked over to them.
"And who is this striking young man?" Alfred looked at Thor over the rim of his glasses and Haruven chuckled.
"Thor, I would like for you to meet Alfred Pennyworth, one of my most loyal customers. Everyone this is Thor Odinson of Asgard; my Bonded." Alfred hummed, Wayne cleared his throat with a small smirk and Clark raised an eyebrow at Thor, while Barbara and Dick exchanged a wide-eyed glance.
"God of Thunder, I presume." Alfred offered his hand to Thor. The tall man raised an eyebrow and shook Alfred's hand.
"You are correct."
"Alfred…"
"Now, now, my dear," Alfred interrupted Ven offering a grandfatherly smile although his eyes were quiet mischievous. "I merely wish to know if this young man's intentions towards you are good."
"We are Bonded; married by all rights," Haruven spoke to assure the kind old butler. Thor smiled at Ven when he approached him and took Thor's slightly bigger hand between his.
"As long as he treats you right." Alfred shot Thor a warning glance and Thor nodded.
"I am impressed though." Clark spoke up and everyone looked at him. "To be perfectly honest I found it hard to believe that there was anyone on Earth with enough power to keep up with you, Ven." The Avengers, Winchesters, Castiel, the Warrior Three and Sif cleared their throats, making the newcomers raise eyebrows at them.
"You haven't seen anything," Dean grumbled, receiving a smirk from Ven.
"That doesn't matter right now. I think we should all move somewhere more comfortable. They need to know why they were summoned here," Haruven said and Thor nodded in agreement.
"Maybe we should go to the conference room," Tony suggested. "There's more room there than anywhere else in the tower beside the training room."
"Very well. Let's g…" a pulse of warmth spread over them and Ven looked into the sky.
"Ven?" Thor asked worriedly, feeling his beloved's confusion.
"Another arrival," Ven muttered and everyone looked into the sky. A moment later a sleek jet became visible and it started to land slowly.
The back door started to open and a woman jumped out before the jet managed to land properly.
"Haruven!" she cried out and threw herself into his arms.
"Rogue?" Haruven spoke in slight surprise. Rogue moved back a little and started checking him over, panic written all over her face.
"I felt ya call! I thought ya were in trouble! Don't ya ever, ever do somethin' like tha' again!" Haruven was looking at her and the men that came out of the plain wide-eyed. "Ven?" the wizard looked at Rogue with surprise in his eyes.
"I didn't think you'd all come," Ven spoke in obvious surprise, and Rogue frowned at him.
"'Course we'd come!" she snapped, hitting Ven over the head making him yelp and cover the aching spot with his hands, backing away from the angry woman who stood in front of him with hands fisted on her waist. "You called an' we answered!" Ven looked at Thor, lowering his hands and the man chuckled at him.
"I believe the correct phrase is 'I told you so'," Thor said.
"It is an honor to finally meet you." One of Rogue's companions stepped forward and offered his right hand to Haruven who accepted it, still glancing warily towards Rogue. "I am Scott Summers, code name Cyclops, and these are some of the X-men. The others are waiting for more information." Gambit grinned at Ven and Logan nodded his head, and Haruven recognized Nightcrawler, Iceman and Angel from Rogue's stories.
"Why don't we all move down to the conference room and we can get to know each other there," Pepper suggested. "We can't keep standing here." They moved towards the elevators.
Once everyone was in the conference room, Ven looked around.
To be perfectly honest he could hardly believe the number of people that was already there. He felt Thor squeeze his hand and looked at him. Thor smiled at him lovingly and Haruven returned it with a slightly strained upturn of lips.
"So. You all know who I am," Ven said and everyone nodded. "Why don't we start clockwise? After that we'll get on to why I've summoned you here." He looked at Bruce who was sitting to his right and nodded.
"I am Robert Bruce Banner," Bruce said after he stood up. "You could say my code name is Hulk. I'm a Gamma-scientist and member of the Avengers." He took a seat and looked at Tony.
"Anthony 'Tony' Stark, a.k.a. Iron Man. I don't think I need much introduction. I think all I can do is welcome you all to the Avengers Tower," Tony smirked and took a seat, allowing Pepper to take over.
"I'm Pepper Stark. I'm practically the secretary of the Avengers and my husband, and main contact with S.H.I.E.L.D. If you don't know something or you need anything you're free to come to me." She took a seat again and Natasha stood up.
"Natasha Romanoff. Code name Black Widow. Member of the Avengers, and former Special Agent and Spy for the Russian government," she nodded at everyone before Clint took over.
"Clint Barton. Code name Hawkeye. Member of the Avengers, and former Special Agent and Spy for the American Government."
"Steve Rodgers. Code name Captain America. Member of the Avengers." Steve nodded at Sam who was sitting beside him and the young Hunter smiled.
"I am Sam Winchester, a hunter," he said, deciding to forgo a lengthy introduction, mostly because he didn't know what else to say.
"A Hunter?" Rogue spoke up before Dean could introduce himself.
"Yes." Sam confirmed.
"You hunt what exactly?" Cyclops asked. Sam looked at Dean and the older Hunter snorted.
"I'm Dean, Sam's brother, and you could say that we hunt Nightmares," he drawled and Haruven chuckled.
"Sam, Dean and Castiel hunt Demons, Vampires, Werewolves and other 'creatures of the night' that threaten other people. There are a lot of hunters spread out all over the globe."
"And some have already answered our call," Castiel said and everyone looked at him. "I am Castiel, former Angel of the Lord."
"Angel of the Lord?" this time Gambit spoke up and Castiel nodded.
"I was an Angel before I Fell." Castiel explained and looked at Dean who smiled for him. He looked at Haruven then and spoke up. "I have contacted my brothers and sisters. They agreed to hold a council to decide whether they would intervene or not."
"That is more than we hoped for," Haruven said and looked at Clark who was sitting beside Castiel, giving him a sign to continue.
"I am Clark Kent, a.k.a. Superman," he introduced himself.
"Bruce Wayne. Batman," Wayne smirked. "You can all call me Wayne otherwise we might run into some communication problems." He looked at Bruce Banner and a round of chuckles passed through the crowd.
"Dick Grayson!" the young man spoke with a grin and waved at everyone. "Code name Robin."
"Barbara Wilson," she spoke almost shyly. "Code name Batgirl."
"Alfred Pennyworth. I am Master Wayne's butler," the old man bowed his head at everyone before glancing at the young man sitting to his left.
"Like I said; I am Scott Summers," he took over, straightening in his seat, "code name Cyclops. First in command of the X-men."
"Logan," the man gruffed, chewing on the end of an unlit cigar. "Code name Wolverine. Second in command of the X-men."
"Rogue. The real first in command." She winked at everyone, making most of the gathered people chuckle or roll their eyes.
"Bobby Drake. Code name Iceman." The teen smiled shyly when Haruven looked at him.
"Warren Worthington. Code name Angel," said the handsome young man.
"Kurt Wagner. Code name Nightcrawler." Kurt spoke somewhat shyly.
"Remy LeBeau. Code name Gambit." The Cajun said and looked at Fandral.
"I am Fandral of Asgard. One of the Warriors Three," he bowed at everyone around the table.
"Volstagg of Asgard," the mountain of a man gruffed, wiggling his fingers at everyone. "Also one of the Warriors Three."
"Hogun of Asgard." The warrior stood up and bowed sharply. "Last member of the Warrior Three."
"I am Sif of Asgard," Sif stood up, standing proud, brown eyes taking everyone in, "member of Queen Frigga's personal guard and Spear-mistress of Asgard."
"And I am Thor Odinson," the God of Thunder spoke up and looked at his beloved. "Prince of Asgard and Haruven's Bonded."
Haruven nodded and took a deep breath. "Now that we have all introduced ourselves…"
"Na-ah-ah!" Tony interrupted Ven and everyone looked at him in confusion. "We have introduced ourselves. I believe that you should introduce yourself as well."
"Everyone here knows who I am," Haruven said in slight confusion.
"I believe Tony is right, Ven. We know you as the owner and bartender in Starborn Café; well most of us." Bruce added as an afterthought and everyone around the table nodded at him.
"Is it not enough?" Ven asked, rubbing his forehead with his right at with a sigh.
"I don't think so." Everyone turned to look at the door. "Nick Fury. Commander of S.H.I.E.L.D. and I think you should for once be honest with all of us," he spoke as he walked over to stand beside Haruven. The Avengers were on their feet, and the air grew heavy with tension.
"Nick Fury. I didn't expect to see you here," Haruven spoke, gaze locked with Fury's.
"You are mistaken if you think I will sit aside and allow you to fight on your own," Fury smirked. "You have the S.H.I.E.L.D. organization at your disposal." Haruven smiled slightly and nodded for Fury to find himself a free seat. Once he did he looked at Haruven in expectation and everyone turned towards him as well.
"Alright," Haruven acquiesced, took a deep breath and raised his head, looking at something beyond the circle of warriors. "My name is Harry James Potter, Natural Born Half-Blood Wizard." He swallowed and licked his lips. "Code names: Boy-Who-Lived, Raven, Thunder, Griffin, Night, Shadow, Kage, Kaze, Blitz, Phoenix, 001, currently going under Haruven Sigurdsson. General of The wizarding Army of Light, former First in Command of the Auror Force, former First in Command Special Agent of the Unspeakable Force, former Agent of MI6, CIA, and outside partner of several other Secret Forces. Upon retirement I was listed as Retired Extremely Dangerous. Master of Offensive and Defensive Magic, Master of Spell-waving, Tracker, Assault Technician and Master of Dark Arts." He stopped, swallowed and took a deep breath.
"Due to the fact that in my youth I mastered the Deathly Hallows I am also known as Reaper, or Master Of Death. The latest title I acquired is Prince and Mage of Asgard, due to my Bonding with Thor." He finished and looked at Fury, jaw shifting as he clenched his teeth, eyes darkening with shadows and hands fisting on top of the round table they were sitting at. "I do believe that's all," his voice grew quieter and his left eyebrow twitched before he glanced over the gathered crow.
For a few moments everyone was quiet, and then Haruven looked down when a big, warm hand covered his right, to find Thor looking up at him with a loving smile.
"I do believe that you've forgotten something, sváss," Thor said and everyone looked at him. Haruven frowned slightly, but his eyes widened when Thor reached up and caressed his cheek with the back of his fingers.
"What might that be?" Haruven asked in a raspy voice.
"You are also the Guardian of Midgard, and the Guardian of the Sanctuary; the Sanctuary most of us who are now here often visited. We also found comfort and advice in your company more than once."
Haruven let go of the breath he was holding and a small smile tugged on his lips. "Right. I forgot about that," he muttered, startling a few people into laughter.
"That's a lot of titles, li'l bit," Rogue said, and everyone nodded.
"No wonder you're so good at fighting," Dean grinned. "I suppose you've outranked us all," he said and Haruven chuckled.
"If you had lived through everything I did, you wouldn't be far from where I'm standing right now, Dean," Haruven spoke somewhat tiredly and took a seat, joining his hand with Thor's on the right armrest of his chair.
"What I'm interested in is that Master Of Death title," Wayne said and Haruven sighed.
"It's the title I received when I mastered the Deathly Hallows." He raised his hand and on the table in front of him appeared three artifacts. One was a bundle of something that contained possibly every color in the spectrum, and looked as soft and as flowing as water. The second was a beautifully carved wand and the third was a ring with a black rock. "The Cloak of Invisibility. The Elder Wand. The Resurrection Stone." Haruven said placing his free hand on each of the artifacts. "First is because Death is quiet and swift. Second because there is nothing more powerful than Death. And third because nothing but Death can bring back the Dead."
"Doesn't that make you Death?" Castiel asked with a frown and Haruven shook his head.
"No. I'm afraid not. It only means that I am Immortal." Everyone gasped at that. "Yes," Haruven said with a small sardonic smile. "That also, fortunately or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it, made me the most powerful being on Earth."
"This power was not intended for a human to have," Castiel muttered looking at the Hallows with a distrusting gaze. "Wizard or not, this power should have killed you long ago."
Haruven smiled and nodded. "And it would have, had Thor not arrived when he did."
"What would happen if you lost either of these artifacts?" Bobby asked.
"The Thief would suffer a fate much worse than death, Haruven answered, shooting the suddenly pale young mane a glance, "Unless you kill me, these Artifacts would see me as their rightful master and Death would come on swift wings to whoever was foolish enough to try and steal either of them from me." Haruven said and Bobby gulped.
"So you can still die?"
"Of course I can." Ven answered Clark's question. "Nothing, not even the Master Of Death, can escape Death; in certain conditions of course."
"So you can be killed." Steve said. He was pale, as much as most of them.
"I can be beaten," Haruven corrected. "Killed?" he chuckled. "That is very, very difficult to achieve."
"And a subject for another time," Tony said and Haruven nodded.
"I believe we should move on to why we're all here," Haruven suggested and everyone nodded, although the air of unease still lingered.
Scott leaned forward and placed his hands on the table, with his fingers entwined. "Tell us everything," he said and Haruven leaned back in his chair.
"We have a war coming, and it will take more than just us to save the world."
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"Are they all settled?" Thor asked when Haruven walked into their room. The newcomers left for Starborn, and Fury went back to S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.
"Yes." Ven took a seat on their bed. Thor smiled and pulled Haruven into his arms. They settled against the headboard and Thor started running his fingers through Haruven's long hair.
"Why are you so sad, sváss?" Thor asked and Haruven shifted closer to him. He buried his face in Thor's chest and hugged him tightly with his arms wrapped around Thor's waist.
"I never wanted anyone to know of that title." Haruven murmured and Thor sighed.
"No one thinks differently of you, min líf. You are still Haruven for us; for all of us. And you are still my Bonded, my Beloved; my perfect Haruven." Ven looked up slowly and gifted Thor with a small smile.
"Gods, how I love you," he muttered and Thor bowed down to kiss him.
"And I love you as well." Haruven sighed. "Come. Take off your shirt and lay on your stomach." Thor said and Haruven looked at him with a confused frown.
"Alright." He did as he was told, frowning in confusion when he felt Thor straddle his thighs, only to moan in surprise when Thor's strong but gentle hands started to massage the knots out of Haruven's back. "What are you…"
"Hush, sváss. Relax," Thor said and bowed down to kiss the nape of Haruven's neck, revealed because Thor had gathered the long raven tresses over Haruven's right shoulder. Haruven's lips tilted up into a small smile as closed his eyes and relaxed.
Ever so slowly he could feel the tenseness leaving his muscles, and he chuckled when Thor caressed his sides with a feathery touch.
"I don't know what I would do without you, my loving Thunder God," Haruven whispered and Thor chuckled.
"You would be as lost without me as I would be without you."
Ven sighed and nodded against the pillow. He could feel Thor's arousal against his ass, but all he could feel over their bond was love, tenderness and appreciation.
A light chuckle escaped Haruven's lips when Thor tucked his fingers under the waistband of Haruven's trousers and boxers and slowly tugged them off of his beautiful lover before taking the jar of warm oil off of the nightstand and spilling a hefty amount over Ven's back and his right hand.
Thor placed the jar back on the nightstand before he rubbed his hands together, and then he lowered them to the small of Haruven's back, dragging them up slowly and laughing quietly when Haruven groaned and relaxed fully into the bed.
Thor rubbed the oil gently into the perfect skin of his beloved, paying close attention to every knot he could feel under his fingers until it dissolved into pure muscle which formed the beautiful body beneath him.
His hard length was trapped within his pants, quite uncomfortably so, but the waves of gratefulness and adoration washing over Thor coming over their bond were enough to make him control his need.
Deeming Haruven relaxed enough, Thor slid his hands down the arch of Haruven's spine as he moved backwards on his knees, nudging Ven's legs further apart to settle between them.
"Thor?"
"Hush…" he comforted the raven haired wizard as he massaged the small of Ven's back, smirking up at the beautiful mage when Haruven folded his arms under his head and looked at Thor over his left shoulder, emerald eyes dilated with passion.
Keeping his touch firm yet gentle, Thor lowered his hands to Haruven's pert ass, spreading the globes to tease Ven's entrance with one oil-sleek thumb. The gasp which escaped Haruven's lips and the way the wizard arched slightly into the bed sent a shiver down Thor's spine.
He bent over the wizard, laying an open-mouthed kiss on the nape of Ven's neck as he slowly, ever so slowly, pushed one finger inside that tight heat, moaning at the slow intake of breath and the coiling of muscles of the beautiful body beneath him.
Thor placed his left hand on the small of Ven's back to keep the wizard from moving too much, and worked one finger into the tight channel, circling it slowly and soaking in the breathless gasps rolling off of Haruven's lips like a litany of pleasure.
Haruven rolled his hips against the mattress as much as Thor's firm hold on him allowed, sated pleasure quickly replaced by sparks of desire as Thor managed to find that small bundle of nerves within Haruven which sent surges of burning need up the wizard's spine each time Thor would languidly brush over it.
"Thor…" begged the wizard in a breathless whine, trying to make Thor go faster by rolling his hips, only to receive a deep, strained laugh from his lover and nothing but another thick digit teasing him mercilessly into pleasure-filled oblivion.
Thor watched with bated breath as Haruven fisted his hands in the pillow and pushed it above his head, resting his forehead on the mattress as strained mewls passed perfect lips, and Thor slipped his left hand to Haruven's hip, allowing the wizard to climb to his knees with a choked up moan.
The God of Thunder swallowed and licked his lips, kissing down the arched spine of his beloved as he worked two fingers inside the constricting channel swallowing them greedily. His aching length begged to be set free of the confines of Thor's pants, but the Norse God wanted this to last for as long as he could push it.
"Thor… god!" Haruven cried out in a whimper when another finger entered him and a few drops of pearly pre-come fell on the white sheets as pleasure threatened to overwhelm him. "I can't! Please! Please! I can't! Don't-!"
Haruven suddenly found himself on his back with Thor slipping between parted legs, and the wizard took a hold of Thor's head and pulled him into a scorching kiss.
Thor reached between their hot bodies and pushed his pants down, groaning into Haruven's mouth when his need was freed, and he spread what oil remained on his fingers over his cock before leading it to Ven's loosened entrance.
Ven hooked his feet around Thor's thighs when he felt the tip of the thick cock nudge against his hole, and he threw his head back with a choked up scream of liberation when Thor entered him in one swift thrust.
Thor stilled, every muscle in his body tightly coiled as he tried to stop himself from coming immediately, feeling the rhythmic clenching of Haruven's channel around his member. He raised his head slowly, trembling under strain, and his heart clenched within his chest when his eyes met Ven's dilated orbs before the mage pulled him down, sealing their lips together in a light, chest kiss.
Ven placed his feet flat on the bed and slowly rolled his hips, throwing his head back with a moan as Thor cursed and rested his forehead on Haruven's chest, hands fisting in the sheets beside the wizard's shoulders as he slowly pulled out only to thrust in with a snap of his hips, feeling Haruven's hands fisting in his hair.
The rhythm was slow and hard, and Thor made sure to brush against Ven's prostate every time he would fill him, soaking in the breathless gasps escaping Haruven, the way Ven would meet him thrust for thrust, delicate hands slipping to Thor's shoulders and fingers digging into the flexing muscles.
Unable to hold on anymore, Thor bit into Haruven's shoulder and spilled his seed into the welcoming heat. His pleasure washed over Haruven through their bond, and the mage followed Thor over the edge, arching off of the bed with his head thrown back and eyes open wide, lips parted although no sound escaped them.
Haruven felt Thor's arms tremble as the Norse God fought against weakness, not wanting to crush Haruven under his weight, and the wizard titled his head forward kissing the top of Thor's head and brushing one hand through golden, sweat-mated locks.
"It's alright, love," he whispered and Thor raised his head slowly. "You won't hurt me."
With a strained exhale, Thor slowly pulled out of Haruven and lied on top of him, burying his nose in Haruven's neck, just under his right ear. He sighed when Haruven started to run his long, elegant fingers through his, humming a light melody under his breath. The air was filled with the scent of their recent act, and they were both overly warm, but neither cared.
After several long minutes, Thor slowly rolled off of Haruven and gathered the wizard into his arms after he fixed the pillow and laid his head on it. Haruven threw the blanket over both of them and nuzzled into Thor's broad chest, breathing in his beloved god's natural, utterly unique scent.
"Will we make it?" Haruven whispered after some time has passed. "Will everything work out alright?"
Thor pushed himself up, making Haruven lie down on his back, and Thor braced himself on his left elbow to look down at his beautiful consort. He caressed Haruven's cheek with the back of his right hand and leaned down to kiss him, breathing in the sight which passed Haruven's lips.
"We will make it so, sváss." Thor said and Haruven smiled at him lovingly. "We will make it so."
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Haruven looked up from the Tablet he was reading from. He, Pepper and Bruce were in the living room of the Avengers Tower. Tony was in the lab, and Thor and Steve were in the training rooms. Clint and Natasha went to Starborn to check up on everyone.
"Is something wrong?" Bruce asked Haruven and the wizard frowned.
"I don't know." He placed the Tablet on the tea table and stood up. He walked over to the window and looked at the night sky. There was not a cloud in the sky, but no stars shone over the city.
"Do you feel someone coming?" Pepper asked and walked over to him. She placed her hand on Ven's shoulder, and Bruce joined them by the window.
"No. I just – Suddenly I got a really bad f…"
In that moment alarm sounded in the tower.
*Alert! Alert! Located Bifröst activity!*
The three tensed up.
"Oh no..." Pepper gasped while Ven and Bruce ran for the elevator, and Pepper followed after them unable to sit aside and wait for news. They met up with Steve, Tony and Thor in the hallway and ran into the Main Computer Room.
"Jarvis! On screen!" Tony snapped.
*Bifröst activity over the Cheyenne Mountain.* A topological map appeared on screen.
"It seems it's starting," Pepper muttered. Haruven rushed over to the control panel and pressed a button.
*Natasha here. Status.*
"This is Haruven! We have Bifröst Activation!" he snapped and looked at the others. "Everyone ASSEMBLE!"
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And so it begins…