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The day was gone.

Sunlight had been streaming through the windows the first time he'd woke, still tethered to the headboard, but as he blinked his eyes open again, he knew that he had just mere hours before the sun would sink into the horizon. There was little point in rising now.

His nose nuzzled in the mass of tangled blonde hair in front of his face and he took a deep breath, breathing Alyse's scent. So warm, and sweet, so uniquely her.

His arms hugged around her waist, holding her gently back against his chest as they'd slept, both of them content to stay in place while they slept. Thor couldn't remember feeling so relaxed. He could feel her soothing heartbeat through her shirt against his forearm. Calm. Not afraid.

He glanced down at the small woman cradled his chest and smiled; after the morning's exertion, Alyse had literally just curled up afresh and hummed drowsily, slipping back into slumber within minutes. It was adorable how quickly she'd been dreaming. She must need the rest, emotionally, if not physically. Thor didn't want to think of how much he'd put her through.

He couldn't help but chuckle, lifting his head to see her and smiling all the wider at the way her face scrunched up lightly in irritation at the movement.

He could have stayed like that. Just watching the way she didn't panic. The way she wasn't afraid. The way she just wasn't bothered by his prescence at all. It soothed his heart like nothing else, made him feel so happy.

And she'd used his name.

He wasn't sure even he understood the comfort that brought him hearing her use his name, and not his title, but he didn't care as to 'why' as long as the bliss remained.

As happy as he was to stay there all day, he really did have to go though. Alyse hadn't eaten all day and nor had he. And after her activities, he was sure she needed something. His own stomach certainly growled for attention.

He shifted marginally, but moved slow and careful; he did not want to wake her. His hand touched her shoulder as his arms unwound slowly from round her, and he was rewarded with her nuzzling her cheek towards him. It made him feel better, seeing her warm to him...

Slowly, his arm snaked from under her and he touched her upper arm to try and encourage her to stay lying. He didn't want her to turn and cling to him. He didn't want her digging into anymore wounds. Gently, he slid off the bed, easing Alyse onto her back as -sure enough- she turned to him in her sleep, searching for his sudden absence. She moaned quietly, as Thor's hands found hers, willing them to stay down.

He remembered the pain of her fingers curling into his cuts. Too well. Especially a jabbing pain in his stomach. He remembered that cut very poignantly...

Alyse hummed as she was settled on the bed, and Thor's hand moved leisurely to her cheek as his other pulled the covers up over her. Her lips were still curved in a smile, face completely relaxed.

It made Thor smile just looking at her, despite the filthy state of his body and the pain still lingering in his shoulders. She was what mattered, and she was happy. His fingers brushed the hair back from her face, and before he could help himself, he dipped down and pressed a kiss to Alyse's forehead. She didn't freak out. If anything, her dreamy smile widened.

Thor felt miles high as he finally stepped away from her. He just couldn't believe it; Alyse was semi-conscious and she was letting him hold her, kiss her even - before she would have snapped awake instantly, not trusting him! Thor was beaming as he strode to the bathroom, despite the twinges in his body.

He was glad he'd done it. He hadn't wanted to give up his control and surrender himself wholly like that but... had he enjoyed it? No. Would he do it again?

Hell no.

But Alyse had liked it and that was what mattered. It had been enough for her to near beg him to fuck her this morning, brutally, rough.

He would leave the submissive side of dominance to Alyse, if that was what she wanted. Thor could see what appealed in it, remembering the thrill of being unable to know or prevent what was going to happen... but it was not for him. He did not like feeling helpless, as stimulating as it was to be at his lovers mercy.

He opened the bathroom door before he remembered the little puppy inside and Baby bound forth instantly. For a second, Thor's heart skipped a beat. He didn't want it barking, or brekaing things and waking Alyse up - even though everything was still broken from what he'd done yesterday, but still...

He watched with horror as the pup bolted straight for the bed and the sleeping woman, but grinned as he realised the pup wasn't big enough to climb up himself. It's paws on the side of the bed, he came to barely half the bed's height.

Chuckling, he turned his back on the cute scene and went to the sink, splashing water on his body. He quickly rubbed away the loose, dried blood and the sweat, so he was just a little bit fresher. He wouldn't bind the cuts, he would bear their pain. But he would have a bath later, he resolved. He did need to keep them clean.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he was mildly appalled. He looked... ravaged. Cuts littered his body between the waist and hips, with a thin trail across his belly, down from his heart and down the center of his chest to his belt line, blood weeping from them all. He had never imagined Alyse would do that, sure she'd just cry and hit him... but he wasn't supposed to enjoy his punishment, he reminded himself. Getting hit wouldn't have done him any harm at all, wouldn't have hurt. This did. Planned or not, this what what had happened, and he glorified in the pain.

Skin marred, but clean, he went to find his clothes back in the bedroom, and found the pup still trying to clamber up the bed. Thor just watched him with a grin as he pulled on his trousers, boots and shirt from the floor, body aching as he stretched it around.

But then Baby made a quiet bark and Thor's senses went to high alert. No, barking was not okay. That would wake Alyse up for sure.

His head snapped up from picking up his armour and he crossed to the little dog in a heartbeat, striding quickly. The puppy's tail was wagging crazily, tongue lolling eagerly out of it's mouth. The god scooped it up smoothly from the floor before it could bark any louder.

"Hey." he murmured, the little dog squirming in his grip. He finally caught two hands firmly around the pup's middle, holding it up in front of him. His stern, but soft, blue eyes stared into the pup's happy brown ones. Like Alyse's. "No barking. We can't wake your mother now, can we?" The pup hung on his every word, and Thor felt his heartstrings tug slightly. Damn. It was too cute. How could he resist that little face? Sighing heavily, Thor stepped closer to the bed but kept his eyes on the dog. "If I let you with her, you must promise to be gentle. Yes?"

He knew the dog had no idea what he was saying... but if he didn't give it what it wanted it would bark, wake Alyse, ruin his good mood. Putting it in the bed had a fraction of a chance of avoiding that.

Gingerly, the god tore his eyes away from the pup's and he slowly set Baby down on the sheets beside Alyse. As soon as he let go, the pup was moving. The god stiffened as he watched Baby rush to Alyse, little muzzle nuzzling her cheek. If he dare woke her... but then Alyse's sleepy arm reached from beneath the sheets and hugged her little puppy to her. And miraculously, Baby curled up and settled to nap too, safe in Alyse's arms!

Thor sighed in relief.

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Alyse woke up, feeling velvet nuzzle her cheek, and goosebumps rising up her thigh. She gasped at the ice cold chill on her leg.

Blinking her eyes open, beige filled her vision, and she gasped again as the ice cold sensation ran towards her inner thigh, closer up to her hip. Her leg squirmed, but a firm but gentle pressure on her ankle held it down.

Her head lifted from the face of fur and her drowsy eyes focussed down her body, the blues, blondes and beiges slowly forming their own seperate beings. Thor's bright, crystal eyes gleamed at her from her thigh, just above his devilish grin.

And the ice cube.

Melting over her warm skin.

She gasped as her eys traced the damp, thin line the cold water had left along her leg, leading up to the quickly shrinking ice cube the god held in his thick fingers high up her thigh.

She pushed herself up on her elbows, mouth open and ready to ask questions - they balked as soon as he centered the ice to the apex of her thighs.

Her lips hovered apart, eyes widening at the sensations of the ice, melting over her hot skin, oozing chilled water over the most sensitive area of her body. Her thighs pressed together and her back arched instinctively, trying to catch her breath as pure, numbingly cold pleasure washed over her.

Ice. He was using ice to tease her. Alyse couldn't even decide if she liked it or not under the intensity of the pressure building up inside her.

Even as Thor's other hand cupped under her thigh and teased it away from the line of her body, opening her up to him. His ice filled fingers ran lower tantilisingly slow.

And she lost herself as they deliciously pushed the last of the ice inside her already wet womanhood. A high pitched whine left her as desire exploded in her belly.

Her hand scrunched itself in her hair and she pushed her head back into the pillows. When a rough little tongue started lapping at her cheek though, she groaned. "No." she moaned, trying to turn her head away and push Baby away as gently as she could. Relentless, the little pup squirmed around her fingers, weaving to get back to her face again.

She gasped as Thor's fingers left outside her core, but was grateful when he leaned over and scooped the little puppy away, and Alyse was sure she heard some food for the pup land across the room. She groaned with loss as the little ice chip slipped out of her, without Thor pinning it inside her.

She hadn't remembered screwing her eyes shut, but she suddenly became aware of it as she opened them slowly, and her world became a sea of crystal blue. Thor's gentle, cold hand found the curve where her neck met her shoulder.

His lips dipped and kissed her passionately before she could say anything, and his body pressed down on hers firmly. Alyse wrapped her legs around his waist in a heartbeat.

The god was chuckling as he quickly pulled away, snaking down her body with surprising grace. His hands followed, roaming over her covered body as he descended. When he finally reached the hem of the scrunched up shirt, his hot lips kissed deeply against her cold womanhood, and Alyse's thighs twitched.

It wasn't there for long though; "I brought us some food." the god sighed, sitting up from Alyse's body as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Alsye was almost burning with need, as her lustful eyes watched him perch on the edge of the bed - only then she noticed the tray.

Food, yes... but not food she'd ever had. An assortment of delicacies lay on the tray; a small bowl of ripe strawberries, a jug of rich honey, chocolate... gods, chocolate. She'd only dreamt of what that had tasted like before now. A bottle of wine stood too, a half filled elegant wine glass amongst the food. A little bucket of ice was on the vast bed too, and Alyse couldn't help but stare at the perfect little cubes. She hadn't seen ice beyond the winter icicles. The sculpted little cubes were fascinating to her.

She couldn't tear her eyes away from the tray - especially as Thor's long, large fingers dipped into view amongst the feast. What would he chose?, she wondered, holding her breath as she watched him like a woman possessed.

He didn't even glance at her as he spoke. "You might want to rid yourself of that shirt." he murmured quietly, fingertips grazing over the strawberries.

They passed them though, as Alyse tore the garment and the belt from her person, leaving her bare and willing for the god. He'd already taken his shirt off, but his trousers stayed in place on his hips, bulging erection fighting with the material. Alyse's fingertips itched to touch it.

She wouldn't move until he told her to though. She didn't want to ruin what he'd obviously planned for the evening. She'd lie back and let him take over.

By the time she'd brushed her hair out of her eyes, settling back on her elbows, Thor had chosen his weapon of choice and was crawling forward, small jug in hand. The honey. Alyse gasped with anticipation as he pushed her back gently, knocking her flat on her back. Her body bounced softly on the mattress once.

She didn't dare look away from him as he loomed over her, cut and wounded body glistening in the dusk light that glittered into the room. His orbs looked dark with desire as they ran over her bare breasts for the first time in days.

He rested the base of the jug on Alyse's stomach and held onto the handle to keep it steady. Alyse's eyes were drawn to it curiously, stomach sucking in as the cold china touched her sensitive skin.

Thor's smirk widened.

"You like honey?" he asked, his eyes alight with mischeif. He'd been looking forward to this for a while.

Alyse's chocolate brown orbs lifted to his, round with an innocence that just fired Thor's blood uncontrollably. He took that as a yes. A low growl of approval sounded in his throat as he leaned over her, tipping the jug forward with slow, deliberate purpose.

Alyse gasped as the unexpectedly luke warm golden liquid ran smoothly over her stomach, oozing flawlessly over the panes of her body. She had to say; it felt good.

Her heart fluttered excitedly as Thor moved the jug to the bed at the side of her body, keeping hold of the handle so as not to spill and waste the glorious sweet. His free hand braced on the sheets on the other side of Alyse's honey covered waist. His lips were parted, ready, as he dipped down low.

The liquid was warm and sweet on his lips as he kissed her bottom ribs, lingering his mouth before he let his tongue peek from behind his teeth. His eyes fluttered shut as he ran the tip teasingly up the panes of Alyse's body staying perfectly clear of her breasts. Still, there was no was she wasn't sensitized by what he was doing anyway! He listened to her ragged breath as his tongue lapped up the warm liquid from the top of her body, till he tasted her warmed skin through the honey.

His tongue swirled lower around her bellybutton as the last of the honey touched his tongue and he withdrew, satisfied with the moan that left Alyse's lips.

Oh, he loved doing that. Leaving her wanting...

He dragged the jug closer to Alyse, and reluctantly pulled his mouth back from her body slightly as he took his aim, high over her body. His next target was obvious: the liquid poured slowly over Alyse's cleavage, over the pert mounds of her breasts. He put the jug back on the tray, licking his lips eagerly as he surveyed over his feast.

Alyse's chest rose and fell prominantly, her two small but shapely breasts coated with golden honey, right down to their alert pink tips. The breath caught in Thor's throat as he stared down at her body, his for the taking.

He wasn't sure who's eyes were more feral with animalistic need as his hands braced either side of Alyse's waist, lowering his head down to his prize with painful slowness. He caught how Alyse's chest stilled as she held her breath. Thor smelt the warm, sticky honey as he moved closer, his mouth positively watering at what awaited him below. He paused when he was just millimeteres from her sweetened skin, just basking in the combined scent of Alyse and the honey.

Alyse wanted to reach out and touch him. To lose her hands in his hair and force him to her chest she needed his mouth so bad. She whined quietly as he held off. Still, she watched his self control shred with every rasping breath. Not fair, she thought her arms pinned to her sides, hands fisted in the sheets.

The god lost the battle with his control to neither of their sorrows; his tongue reached out and flicked over a golden coated nipple. Alyse's teeth clamped down on her lip as her body arched in the air, lifting her breast hopefully closer to his mouth.

Thor allowed himself a smirk as he watched her reaction. Oh, he loved making her beg, even if she didn't realise it.

His lips were still stretched in a grin as he lowered them to the nearest heaving breast and, in one fluid motion, claimed her nipple and sucked hard.

Alyse's hands fled to his hair in a heartbeat. Her legs curled up and her back arched as heat clamped around her breast, Thor's mouth hot and hungry as he suckled at her, tongue running along the underside of her nipple enticingly, lapping up the honey.

When one breast was clean, his mouth trailed to the valley in between the pert mounds, kissing and licking as he went, then travelled across until he had another sweet peak in his mouth. His teeth grazed her ever so slightly after his tongue swirled leisurely around her nipple, and Alyse arched into his mouth, whining softly.

Thor was purring inside as he left her nipple and sucked around the rest of her honeyed breast, leaving bold love bites as he went. She was so sweet. He kissed and sucked until she was completely clean and all he could taste was her bruising skin.

He was grinning as he slowly pulled away from her chest, her hands tugging in his hair and her body writhing frantically beneath him. She let out a wounded whine.

Thor let out a dark chuckle as he sat back on his heels, leaving Alyse wanting beneath him. Her cheeks were flushed beautifully already, a nice touch of colour to her otherwise pale face. She was weak, Thor thought, nothing her white skin. She needed food.

He leaned back and picked up the glass first though, swirling the wine inside gently before he brought it to his lips. He took a small sip... then leaned forward and kissed Alyse, the chilled liquid flowing deliciously into her mouth. She swallowed greedily. Thor kissed her on and on, wine glass hovering carefully in the hand that wasn't on the mattress, holding himself up over Alyse. He kissed deep and passionate, his tongue leisurely roaming her mouth like they had all the time in the world.

Well, Thor was in no hurry. But slowly, his mind started to click into place and he started to sober, despite the wine in his mouth and the lust in his blood.

Slowly, he pulled away again.

And his hand slipped between Alyse's loosely closed legs, to her already moist core. She gasped - espcially as Thor's now serious eyes found and held hers.

"I was too hard on you last night." he breathed. "For your first time in a while..." His fingers slipped inside her and he watched Alyse suck in a sharp breath and ... and wince slightly. He knew it. "So tonight," he purred on. "We'll have some... less intrusive fun."

He watched Alyse's eyes widen and that was the confirmation he needed; he slipped his fingers out of Alyse and sat back on his heels, resenting the anxiety in Alyse's eyes. He knew that rough had been what she'd asked for but...

His fingers reached back for the tray and he cast the dark thoughts away, fingers picking a strawberry from the bowl. His eyes never left Alyse's, cool and dark, holding her wide ones effortlessly. She knew, he thought, borderline angry. She'd known she'd ached and that last night had been on the boundaries of 'too far', yet she'd said nothing. He was pretty sure she would have gone on saying nothing too.

Without looking, he dipped the strawberry end in the jug of honey, hovering it over the jug to let the excess drip back. "You need to start being honest with me." he murmured under his breath, but he knew Alyse heard him; her eyes widened. "Talk to me." he breathed. "Tell me."

His heart clenched in his chest as he brought the strawberry to his mouth and bit, the sweetness of the honey and the sharp juice running into his mouth. It took the sting out of Alyse's gasp.

He chewed the sweetened fruit slowly, savouring it. He wanted Alyse to be able to talk to him freely, not to fear his wrath - as a man or a prince! She should enjoy their intimacies too and after such shaky events between them, shattering their trust, Thor wasn't sure what she enjoyed anymore. He didn't want to be too gentle for her and leave her unsatisfied, but at the same time, if he ever went too far again or even close...

His fingers reached down and trailed delicately over the exposed length of Alyse's throat as he swallowed the piece of strawberry and reached to the tray again to dispose of the stalk and pick out a fresh one, dipping it in the honey again.

Holding her anxious eyes firmly, the god leaned forward and touched the strawberry tip against her parted lips. "From now on, if you do not like something, you must tell me immediately." he laid out clearly, voice stern. He noted the silence as Alyse held her breath. "And I will stop." he promised in a softer tone, eyes glistening with earnest.

He was firm, but sincere. He meant it this time. He would stop and he would listen - but that wouldn't be much good unless she let him know that was what she wanted. She had to be brave enough to tell him so.

"Promise me." Thor urged softly, pressing the strawberry into her mouth slightly. Alyse completely ignored it, captivated by the god. "Promise me, you'll say."

He wouldn't do anything more until he had this safety net, this boundary set up firmly for her. "I am not willing to lose you again." he growled, more to himself than to Alyse, feeling his features harshen. He didn't care. He meant it. He didn't want to lose her again over lack of communication, over something so trivial.

Alyse gasped and Thor's eyes snapped back to the present, out of his dark reverie of thought. Glancing down afresh, his heart froze, expecting to see something horrific, to see Alyse afraid...

He saw the opposite: her eyes were glazed, yet glowing with wonder at the same time as her tongue ventured out timidly and stroked the honey leaking into her mouth from the strawberry. The sweetness danced in her mouth and Alyse's heart soared - gods, it had been a long time since she'd tasted something sweet, the sugar rushing straight to her head.

Her teeth bit eagerly into the strawberry at last, keen for more of the delicious substance, as good as forgetting the god knelt in front of her offering the food to her. She fluttered her eyes shut, and nibbled greedily.

The sweet honey was thick in her mouth and she loved it, chewing the strawberry down quickly as her hunger gnawed at her stomach. But her tongue traced the inside of her cheeks, where the sweet taste of the honey lingered.

Eyes closed, she surrendered herself to touch and taste, and her lips parted instantly as she felt another honey tipped strawberry touched her lips. She ate obediently, Thor feeding her three honey laced strawberries before she finally started to notice his other hand on her hip, fingers rubbing encouraging patterns into her skin.

Her eyes teased open.

The latest strawberry moved away from her mouth and she watched Thor take a sip of wine instead, eyes glinting mischieviously as he moved over her again.

Her lips parted as his mouth honed in on hers, anticipating the cool wine. His lips were chilled and cool, shivers running down Alyse's spine as they settled on hers. The crisp liquid poured into her mouth and soothed her thirsty throat, the gods lips on hers soothing her growing desire. Her hands left gripping the bed to grip his hair instead, tugging not so gently at the blonde locks.

Thor grinned against her mouth and caught her bottom lip gently between his teeth. His groin twitched at her groan.

He forced himself away from her mouth, hands finding her shoulders to peel her away as she sat up with him. He grinned down at her, and made short work of his trousers.

"I think that's enough strawberries." he said breathlessly as he stilled, as naked as her now. He knelt up proudly on his knees.

Alyse stayed perfectly still on the bed, watching him with glowing eyes as he sat up, his generous length demanding attention. She didn't dare move though; she was going to let him have his night.

His muscles rippled as he reached behind him and picked another strawberry, despite what he'd just said, and Alyse's orbs were glued to the flex of his arms and pectoral muscles as they worked to balance him. It was mouthwatering. Alyse licked her lips subconsciously at his glorious body, splayed out for her.

He settled himself forward on one hand beside her waist and Alyse was captivated by his sparking blue orbs, as the hand bearing the strawberry dipped between her legs. The breath froze in her lungs as the fruit ran between her damp folds.

It settled in her mind what Thor was going to do and shivers ran up her skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake. She couldn't tear her eyes away from his face, his eyes almost feral with primal desire. Gods, he was incredible - and he didn't lose a fraction of that hot wire gaze of his as he brought the strawberry, glistening with Alyse's juices, to his lips.

His tongue touched it first before his teeth bit into the soft strawberry flesh, a deep, quiet groan radiating from his chest as Alyse's salty tang alerted his taste buds. It was an interesting combination with the tart strawberry taste, intoxicating.

But he didn't have the patience for seconds.

He tossed the strawberry away and swallowed quickly, a thousand thoughts racing through his mind as to what he wanted to do. He hitched the tray further up the bed to Alyse's side, before he claimed her lips in a searing kiss.

She gasped into his mouth and Thor was surprising himself. He had no intention of fucking her tonight, but this was no pure kiss, tongue tangling and passionate. His hand, sticky with juice, gripped the blonde tangles of hair and pulled Alyse's head back, dominating her mouth. His knees braced her legs apart on the bed, but Alyse didn't notice anything but the kiss, Thor utterly consuming her senses.

His hot mouth, his talented tongue, his strong hands and arms pulling her to his will however he so pleased... and then he was easing himself onto his back, guiding Alyse on top of him.

Warning bells rang briefly in his head, but he moved slowly and smoothly, rather than suddenly flipping them as he had before. The kiss didn't break, hot and hungry, and Alyse stayed draped over Thor as he moved her, his hands fisting in her hair, holding her mouth to him. Her legs straddled his thigh.

Thor softened his kisses at last, trying to reign in the control that was getting eaten up bit by bit. His erection raged against Alyse's thigh. If he wasn't careful...

Hands softening with his kisses, Thor slowly brushed his mouth off hers at last, feeling her breathless gasps wash over him. He was a little raspy too.

"How about some desert?" he murmured alluringly, not daring to open his eyes, even as he held Alyse's head still over him. He kept himself in darkness, letting her do whatever she wanted. As much as Thor wanted to ravish her, she needed to eat and she wouldn't under his sweet torture.

For a moment, he felt her freeze but relaxed himself back onto the bed, putting himself at ease. His eyes stayed closed. If he couldn't see, there was less pressure for her. If he was relaxed, she might too. He was earning her trust back in chips.

Finally, Alyse shifted slightly over his thigh, and Thor felt her lean towards the tray. He forced himself to breathe calmly.

"Have you ever had chocolate before?" he asked, his voice sighing.

He didn't know much about Alyse and her background but she'd have to come from a very rich family to have a taste for chocolate. It was such a luxury even the palace had only rare portions. He was more than willing to indulge them on Alyse though.

Her eyes were staring at the little brown squares, knowing they were packed with sugar and taste fit only for the gods. And she was allowed a bite of that.

The breath was shallow in her lungs as she reached out numbly. "No." he sighed back. "Never."

Her fingertips brushed the top square of chocolate on the pile, feeling it's firm, but smooth texture before she picked it up for herself. She felt it soften under her skin's warmth instantly, melting against her fingertips. It was mesmerising, something so precious, so forbidden...

She brought it to her mouth and her teeth bit off a corner of the square, as her eagerness got the best of her. Her eyes fluttered in bliss. Smooth, creamy sweetness oozed in her mouth, melting against her hot tongue. Oh gods, it was beautiful! Her heart skipped a beat and she felt her senses lift, wondering if there was some sort of enchantment on the chocolate to make it taste so good.

Thor watched her face with amusement, grin spreading on his lips. He knew she'd like it. It must be Valhalla compared to all the other foods she'd tasted in her lifetime. Now, she was seeing his world, his luxury.

Alyse's eyes suddenly snapped open, the chocolate melting onto her fingertips. Thor's grin froze though as he saw the lust pooling, darker and thicker than ever before...it made his heart skip a beat, seeing such a primal desire written in her features.

He didn't move...even when he saw Alyse's hand lower to his groin. She brought the chocolate to his member and he felt the stickiness of the half melted sweet as she perched it on the exposed, smooth underside of his erection, lying against his belly. It took everything he had to not flex his hips up. It was tantilising having her so close, yet not touching him, the one part of him that burned the most for her contact.

He sucked in a breath and held himself still, waiting for Alyse to have her way, as she had let him before. It was only fair. And she needed to eat, Thor reminded himself.

Alyse stared down at him, ignoring his face and curious eyes. She was fixated on his member. Calm serenity danced with the lust in her chocolate orbs, a tranquiity that Thor recognised. He was launched back to the last time they were in this position; Thor had been tied down, and Alyse had had that same absolute peace in her eyes, totally unafraid. Almost in a trance, Thor thought to himself. Peace in her mind, but lust in her body.

It was that lust that lifted her fingers to his belly, tracing his defined abs. She was like an angel, knelt beside him; her stomach smooth and flat, her tousled blonde hair falling around her face to her shoulders, face calm, lips parted ever so slightly, fingers so light on his body they were barely more than a brush...

Then in one fell swoop, her other hand steadied on his thigh and she leaned down, her mouth closing on the underside of his member as she sucked up the chocolate.

Thor's mouth dropped open, and his hands fisted in the sheets as he fought to keep himself still. A strangled groan escaped him. "Ahh!"

Alyse sucked on him gently, her tongue lapping up the chocolate that had melted onto his thick shaft. He tasted so different to the chocolate, him salty and masculine, making her stomach flip at the taste.

Without lifting her mouth from sucking gently on his underside, her hand reached behind her for some more chocolate. She placed it on his cock again, just beside her mouth, closer to his tip.

The god could hardly contain himself, his hips flexing up towards Alyse's face as her hot mouth melted the chocolate over his manhood, her expert tongue then lapping up the sweet. It was divine. Every lick brought her closer to his tip, more squares of chocolate lining her path. They didn't take long to eat, and everytime she was left tasting the skin of his erection, she would move another closer to her goal.

"Alyse." The god moaned as her tongue traced around his head, feeling the heat start to pool in his gut. He wanted to tell her to stop, to slow down, to cool things off... but she was doing such wonderful things to him, sucking and nibbling on him gently, that he couldn't force the words out. His body didn't want him to, didn't want the pleasure to stop.

He knew Alyse heard his whine, heard his warning...and she didn't stop. Finally, when Alyse pressed the last piece of chocolate over his tip and claimed him with her lips, and the unavoidable happened: Thor exploded uncontrollably in her mouth. He groaned hard, hands fisting in his own hair as his hips bucked gently through his release. That was... unexpected, he thought breathlessly. He hadn't planned to push each other quite over the edge...but Alyse had forged her own plan, it seemed. He didn't have the will to complain as Alyse's hot mouth engulfed his tip, sucking down the load he poured into her eager throat.

She lapped it up keenly, tasting the stark contrast between his release and the chocolate, sweet and salty running simultaneously down her throat. Her eyes were fluttered shut and she gave into the sensations, the god writhing beneath her, his essence in her mouth, because of how much she aroused him...she swallowed him happily.

Slowly, the god's gently thrusts started to recide and he peeled his eyes open, shocked at himself. Alyse had taken that way further than he intended.

But when she let him slip out of her mouth, lifting her head slightly and resting her chin on his lower belly, brown eyes glittering up at him happily... Thor found he really didn't care. He stared at her in awe. This beautiful creature... she was so brave now.

Thor reached down a hand to her face, but was surprised to find his fingers trembling. He should finish her, he thought blissfully. It was only fair.

But when his fingertips brushed her cheek, Alyse just settled a little heavier on his belly, curling up comfortably. She wasn't moving; that much was clear. And then she fluttered her eyes shut and Thor smiled. Worn and fed - she could rest, if she wanted to.

Thor relaxed one arm behind his head and sunk into the sheets, letting the post-coital bliss wash over him. He watched Alyse with soft eyes. He didn't understand her. She looked so relaxed - and she hadn't even climaxed. Didn't want to. Didn't need to. This could satisfy her now? Just being intimate with him? Maybe not forever, Thor knew, but still it gave him hope; it wasn't just about sex if she didn't need to climax.

It made his heart dance happily.

Her cheek nuzzled his shrinking manhood, and Thor was reminded of the little puppy in the corner of the room, glancing over to Baby. To his surprise the pup was sleeping too, a mess of dog food around him.

Thor shook his head fondly, fingers stroking through Alyse's hair. Strange how the pup was so akin to Alyse, wild spirit, yet gentle...it was betwitching. That spirit had claimed Thor's heart. Completely. It wouldn't have driven him so wild when she'd left if it hadn't. If he hadn't cared as much as he did, he could have let her go.

But the groves she had cut into him, carving into feelings he hadn't cared to admit...now was different though. Now, they had been stripped down to their most basic desires, and were steadily applying the layers of sanity around them again.

They'd had sex. They had feeling. They had trust. It had all been mended since Thor had torn it apart just a week ago, beating her senseless.

And something new was rising to the surface, something that made the god's heart quicken. His fingers played gently through Alyse's waves, smiling down softly at her. Slowly, her breathing started to settle.

His lips curved blissfully at the woman sleeping in his lap, thanking the gods for steering him into the library that day. His heart raced thinking about her, not just his blood. Even now...his stomach flipped happily as he stared at her, lost in her sleep; "I love you." he whispered.