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FIC: Berlin Nights: One last Dance 3/3 (Avengers)
Title: One Last Dance
Author: alexcat
Fandom: Avengers (MCU)
Type: M/M/F threesome
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from the use of these characters.
Warnings: Schmoopy smut
Character(s): Steve Rogers/Tony Stark/Thor
Archive: Ao3, oeam, Alex's story Book
Notes: We visited Berlin in 2017 with my best friends and I fell in love with the city. The places are real and the one unnamed are based on real places that i can't remember the names of!
Summary: Steve, Natasha and Thor go to Berlin to catch bad guys, and they stay to fall in love.
*
They all knew this had to be their last day in Berlin.
And their last night.
Their stay in Berlin had been something quite extraordinary in the middle of a catastrophe. Natasha had no idea what would happen when they flew back to Wakanda, but she did know that the work of fixing the mess Thanos left would take up most of their time and attention. She didn’t know how well she and Steve had hidden their relationship from the others and she had no idea how Thor would feel about their little trio becoming known. She did know that it was hard to hide things when they all lived and worked so closely together.
She watched them sleep. Thor took up most of the bed with limbs splayed out in every direction. He looked like a boy when he slept. He also snored and mumbled in his sleep, something about a rabbit. She was pretty sure he meant Rocket.
Steve, on the other hand, still had those worry lines when he slept. He had carried the weight of the world on his strong shoulders since she’d first met him. He always snuggled up to her in his sleep and sometimes he’d wake up screaming. Thankfully, that hadn’t happened here. Perhaps having both her and Thor so close made him sleep better.
She never slept too much, never had. She’d always needed to stay aware of what was going on, so sleep was not a luxury she could afford.
She made a cup of coffee in the little coffeemaker in their room and sat by the window. It was early but the sun was up already. The city had yet to come awake. Only a few early morning workers were out and about.
She hoped Shuri, Tony and Bruce had some ideas… or that someone did. She, Steve, and Thor - they were soldiers, warriors in the war against evil but they had failed. They had lost the battle, maybe the war. It was up to the brilliant ones now to tell the rest of them what to do.
At least, she hoped that was true.
When she looked back at the bed, Steve’s eyes were open. He got up quietly and went to the bathroom then came back to kiss her cheek.
“Good morning. Been up long?”
“Just long enough to make a cup of coffee. Want some?” She offered him her cup, and he took a sip.
“I wish we could stay here, pretend the world was well.”
“Me, too. This has been wonderful. I feel guilty for having such a wonderful time with you two.”
“I don’t know what to feel,” Steve said as he leaned into the window frame and looked up and down the street. “Guilt, elation, and maybe a little shame.”
She stood and hugged him from behind the moved to look out the window with him. Thor made sound and then grew quiet. He was still sleeping.
“He’s like a puppy sometimes,” Nat said fondly and was surprised when Steve blushed. “What was that for?”
“Puppy is not what I was thinking.”
“You’re a dirty old man, Rogers.” She put her arm around his waist and pulled him close to her side. “But I like you anyway.”
“Want me to shower and go to the bakery for some food?”
“We can wait ‘til our god wakes unless you’re starving.”
“I’ll get a shower anyway,” he kissed her cheek and headed to the shower. Nat sat for a few minutes, drinking her coffee then she followed him.
The bathroom was steamy and hot. She opened the shower door and stepped in with Steve. He didn’t say anything, just pulled her into his arms and kissed her under the spray of the shower. She laughed when her mouth filled with water and spit it out.
“So much for romance,” he laughed as he kissed her again, this time moving them both out of the main spray.
Steve grabbed the body wash and made a lather in his hands. He began to soap her up, shoulders and arms, then the tip of her nose and then he got serious. He soaped her breasts down to her waist and her legs. He turned her around and soaped her back and bottom. Natasha was shivering, but not from the cold. He soaped between her legs, teasing her with his fingers.
“You are an evil bastard, Cap,” she whispered quite breathlessly.
“Let me rinse you. I want to pick you up but you’re so slick that I’m afraid I’ll drop you.” He rinsed all the lather away and lifted her. “Wrap your legs around me,” he directed her and as she did, he positioned himself to plunge into her. He moved them so she was against the shower wall and he began to move in an excruciatingly slow rhythm.
“The evilest!” She said then neither of them said much for several minutes.
She came first, moaning quietly as he held her pinned to the wall. He was only seconds behind.
“God, Nat, I love you so much,” he whispered breathlessly in her ear as she stood on the floor again. He wasn’t ready to let her go yet so they stood under the water, body to body and cheek to cheek for some time before they bathed one another and got out of the shower.
Thor was sitting on the side of the bed, eating a banana and drinking coffee.
“Good morning,” he grinned. “Clean?”
“Watch much?” Steve asked, finding another banana and peeling it.
Thor held up two fingers in a short measure. “Little bit.”
Neither of them had heard him come into the bathroom but they weren’t paying much attention. They had been quite busy.
“So what’s up today, boys?” Nat asked as she slipped into her jeans and a Captain America t-shirt. “Like my shirt?”
“The shield looks better on your chest than mine,” Steve answered.
“Beach! I found a beach,” Thor said.
“Nothing to wear,” Nat said.
“Nude beach!” Thor grinned. “I love to swim.”
Nat had the image of her companions naked and dripping on the beach. “Sounds great!”
Steve looked horrified. “Really? You’re really gonna make a guy from the 40’s walk around naked in public?”
“Nope. We’re gonna swim naked in public and lie on beach towels.” Nat giggled. She knew that being an American would make it rather foreign and strange for Steve, but she wasn’t letting him wiggle out of it. Besides, she was going to enjoy all the jealous looks they got when she showed up with her hunks on the beach. “We might need a little sunscreen and some towels. Or maybe we can rent one of those little baskets.”
Thor got showered and they went down to the corner to a little bakery for some food. Thor ate enough for three as usual. Steve was still a little skittish about the whole nude thing. They got some towels and sunscreen and off they went to Lake Wannsee.
The regular beach was really crowded, but the nudist area wasn’t nearly as crowded. Nat and Thor were ready in moments while Steve lingered.
“Get your ass out here!” Nat urged and finally he did. His face was a nice pink color.
Thor was already heading into the lake. He really looked like the god he was. Other people were staring at the gorgeous man, having no idea who he really was.
“No one is looking at us anyway.” Nat grabbed his hand and dragged him to the beach where their towels were spread. “You do swim?”
“Yep. Even tiny little weaklings can swim.”
She leaned close and kissed his cheek. “I’d love you if you were still a tiny weakling!” She jumped up and ran down to the water to play with Thor. Steve looked around then jumped up and followed.
The three splashed and swam until they were tired. Well, hungry or tired. When they came back up to sit on the beach, Nat marveled at how good the men looked with wet hair. She looked a little like a drowned rat. They all put some more sunscreen on the tender bits and lay in the warmth of the sun.
Women and men had been staring at them all, Thor especially, all morning. When Nat said something about it, he shrugged. “I am a god.”
Steve murmured, “Asshole,” under his breath.
“Want to back up that mouth?” Thor grinned.
“Not here in public. Maybe tonight.”
Nat was laughing. She loved when they went all alpha on one another. They’d argue and the next thing she knew, they’d be in each other's arms. Thor was quite affectionate and quite sweet. Steve was more reserved, but she’d never met a man who needed love more than he did.
Thor leaned in close to Steve. “I’ll hold you to it.”
Nat winked. “Me too!”
Steve rolled his eyes and shook his head. “You two are turning me from a nice, wholesome guy to a sex starved fiend.”
Nat kissed his cheek again. “Us? And you’re all innocent?”
“I was…” he laughed.
Thor rolled over onto his back, bringing looks from men and women all over the beach. There is naked and then there’s Thor - they are not the same.
“You were the one who fucked me!” He announced to most of the world.
Steve turned a bright red that had nothing to do with sunbathing. “You asked me to!”
“Do you do everything anyone asks you to do?’ Thor said.
Steve said, “I try.”
“And you do it very well,” Nat giggled. “I watched.”
“Both of you are incorrigible!” Steve said, laughing.
“Hey!” Nat playfully smacked his arm. “You fucked me, too.”
“Not even going to talk to you two.”
They all decided to get dressed and find some food before they roasted. Sunscreen only works for so long and no one wanted their untanned bits burned. They took the train back from the beach and somehow they all ended up at the little coffee shop near the Brandenburg Gate, the one Steve and Nat loved when they were in Berlin before Thanos.
“So what else do you guys want to do?” Nat asked. “We still have several hours of daylight.”
No one had any ideas. Actually, they all were dreading the next morning when they had to return to the cares and worries of saving the world.
Thor came up with a plan. “A nap! We need a nap.” He smiled at them both as if he’d figured out cold fusion.
Nat was pretty sure that Thor’s naptime didn’t involve sleeping or clothes, but she was okay with that, too. They grabbed some food at a little bakery to take back to the room and off they went. Once back, they snacked on fruit and ate little sandwiches made from cold meats and cheeses. They’d even scored a few Cokes.
After they’d eaten, Thor sprawled out on the bed and sighed. “Now, I really am tired.” He closed his eyes and was asleep in seconds. Nat envied him that ability. She noticed that Steve seldom slept more than she did.
“Shall we go out and let the little one sleep?” She asked Steve. “We can leave him a note.”
They went to the Pergamon Museum to see the Ishtar Gate. It was the eighth gate into Babylon, a gate that Alexander the Great had probably passed through on his way into the inner city of Babylon. The gate had been restored but the bits at the bottom were original and were still the lapis color that they had been painted in antiquity, though the color had faded over so much time.
They held hands as they looked at the gate.
“Can you imagine Alexander and his companions walking through this gate? What must the rest of Babylon looked like?” Nat whispered. It was not a requirement that one whisper but voices tended to echo in the halls of the museum.
Steve didn’t know much about it but Nat’s enthusiasm made it fun for him, too. He oohed and ahhed over things that she liked and tried to see thing through her eyes. He loved holding her hand and acting like a normal person again, even if only for a little while.
After the museum, they walked back to their hotel and found Thor watching German television and eating fruit.
“So did you have fun looking at stuff older than me?” Thor asked.
‘”We did,” Nat said and kissed his cheek in greeting. “Did you have a nice nap?”
“I did. I dreamed of my mother and Loki when we were children. I miss them, even Loki.”
Nat gave him a quick hug and another kiss on the cheek.
“So what’s for dinner?” Thor asked.
They decided on Spanish and over dinner, Nat told stories of being in Berlin before she knew Steve. She told them about the party and club scene in the city.
“I can’t see me at a sex club,” Steve said.
Nat laughed. “I can’t even see you at a dance club! You can be a bit old fashioned, you know.”
“Hey, I was born in a different era.”
Thor grinned. “I was born in a different world!”
“Sometimes you’re old fashioned, too, thunder boy,” she quipped. “I don’t hold it against either of you.”
“You make us sound useless.” Thor said.
“Oh, no, you both have your uses,” she teased.
Thor looked at Steve. “You owe me one… remember?”
“Yes, I do. Perhaps we should go back to our room soon. I don’t like being indebted.”
They paid quickly and made their way back. Once outside their door, Thor pushed Steve against it and kissed him, grabbing and pulling on Steve’s clothes as Nat keyed the door open. The two men almost fell into the room. All three of them were stripping one another as if their very lives depended on it. Once naked, they all dove to the bed. Nat and Thor were all over Steve, licking and caressing every bit of him.
Thor looked at Steve. “You don’t have to do this. Really.”
“I can take it,” Steve said.
“I don’t want you to just take it. I want you to enjoy it.”
“Did you?” Steve asked.
“Oh yes,” Thor almost blushed. “You know I did. You were there.”
“I have an idea.” Nat lay down and beckoned Steve. He went to her arms. “I want you to be inside me and Thor inside you. What d’you think?”
“We’ll have to be careful not to smoosh you,” Thor said to Nat.
They all caressed and kissed one another for several minutes.
Nat knew that the place where Steve’s leg joined his body in the front was one of those places that made him shiver just to touch. She kissed it, letting her tongue linger then dragging it closer and closer to his erection.
When he tried to touch himself, Thor grabbed his hand and stopped him. “Not yet.” He moved up to kiss Steve’s mouth, a long, sweet exploratory kiss that grew hotter and hotter the longer they kissed. Then he began to kiss Steve all over, kissing every place but the ones Steve most wanted kissed. Nat helped and by the time they met over his chest, he was almost to the point of begging.
Almost.
They did not stop the torture until he begged.
Thor opened the drawer and found the tube of lubricant.
“Get on your hands and knees. We’ll start out that way,” Thor told him and as soon as Steve did, he rubbed the slick, cold lube in all the places he needed it to be, sliding a finger inside. “Don’t tense up. Just let me touch you. Close your eyes.”
He moved onto his knees behind Steve and pressed himself inside slowly. Thor began to move, slowly at first. When Steve moaned, Thor smiled. Nat kissed Steve then she squirmed her way under him, shoving a pillow under her hips to raise them up. When she was where she wanted to be, she could feel him rubbing against her. She took him in her hand and guided him inside her.
“Fuck!” He hissed when Thor thrust hard and in doing so, pushed him deep into Nat. It took them a few tries to get their rhythm together, but once they did, the only sounds were skin against skin and the rocking of the bedframe, punctuated now and again with a soft groan or whispered endearment.
Steve and Natasha came together, gazing into each other’s eyes. Thor followed seconds later, holding tight to Steve as he did.
After they moved apart, Thor moved to lay beside Nat on one side and Steve moved to the other one. They kissed one another then her.
“I love both of you. No matter what happens when we leave here, remember how much I love you,” Nat said as she looked from one to the other.
Thor put his head on her shoulder like a child would have and she put her arm around him, holding him close. Steve snuggled close on the other side and laid a hand across her body. She looked down and saw that Thor’s hand was touching Steve’s.
They woke early, showered and left for their hidden plane. Thor, Nat and Steve boarded it, but Captain America, Black Widow and the God of Thunder disembarked a few hours later in Wakanda. They didn’t tell the others anything but now and again, if one watched closely, they would catch a glance between the three of them that said it all.
Author: alexcat
Fandom: Avengers (MCU)
Type: M/M/F threesome
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from the use of these characters.
Warnings: Schmoopy smut
Character(s): Steve Rogers/Tony Stark/Thor
Archive: Ao3, oeam, Alex's story Book
Notes: We visited Berlin in 2017 with my best friends and I fell in love with the city. The places are real and the one unnamed are based on real places that i can't remember the names of!
Summary: Steve, Natasha and Thor go to Berlin to catch bad guys, and they stay to fall in love.
*
They all knew this had to be their last day in Berlin.
And their last night.
Their stay in Berlin had been something quite extraordinary in the middle of a catastrophe. Natasha had no idea what would happen when they flew back to Wakanda, but she did know that the work of fixing the mess Thanos left would take up most of their time and attention. She didn’t know how well she and Steve had hidden their relationship from the others and she had no idea how Thor would feel about their little trio becoming known. She did know that it was hard to hide things when they all lived and worked so closely together.
She watched them sleep. Thor took up most of the bed with limbs splayed out in every direction. He looked like a boy when he slept. He also snored and mumbled in his sleep, something about a rabbit. She was pretty sure he meant Rocket.
Steve, on the other hand, still had those worry lines when he slept. He had carried the weight of the world on his strong shoulders since she’d first met him. He always snuggled up to her in his sleep and sometimes he’d wake up screaming. Thankfully, that hadn’t happened here. Perhaps having both her and Thor so close made him sleep better.
She never slept too much, never had. She’d always needed to stay aware of what was going on, so sleep was not a luxury she could afford.
She made a cup of coffee in the little coffeemaker in their room and sat by the window. It was early but the sun was up already. The city had yet to come awake. Only a few early morning workers were out and about.
She hoped Shuri, Tony and Bruce had some ideas… or that someone did. She, Steve, and Thor - they were soldiers, warriors in the war against evil but they had failed. They had lost the battle, maybe the war. It was up to the brilliant ones now to tell the rest of them what to do.
At least, she hoped that was true.
When she looked back at the bed, Steve’s eyes were open. He got up quietly and went to the bathroom then came back to kiss her cheek.
“Good morning. Been up long?”
“Just long enough to make a cup of coffee. Want some?” She offered him her cup, and he took a sip.
“I wish we could stay here, pretend the world was well.”
“Me, too. This has been wonderful. I feel guilty for having such a wonderful time with you two.”
“I don’t know what to feel,” Steve said as he leaned into the window frame and looked up and down the street. “Guilt, elation, and maybe a little shame.”
She stood and hugged him from behind the moved to look out the window with him. Thor made sound and then grew quiet. He was still sleeping.
“He’s like a puppy sometimes,” Nat said fondly and was surprised when Steve blushed. “What was that for?”
“Puppy is not what I was thinking.”
“You’re a dirty old man, Rogers.” She put her arm around his waist and pulled him close to her side. “But I like you anyway.”
“Want me to shower and go to the bakery for some food?”
“We can wait ‘til our god wakes unless you’re starving.”
“I’ll get a shower anyway,” he kissed her cheek and headed to the shower. Nat sat for a few minutes, drinking her coffee then she followed him.
The bathroom was steamy and hot. She opened the shower door and stepped in with Steve. He didn’t say anything, just pulled her into his arms and kissed her under the spray of the shower. She laughed when her mouth filled with water and spit it out.
“So much for romance,” he laughed as he kissed her again, this time moving them both out of the main spray.
Steve grabbed the body wash and made a lather in his hands. He began to soap her up, shoulders and arms, then the tip of her nose and then he got serious. He soaped her breasts down to her waist and her legs. He turned her around and soaped her back and bottom. Natasha was shivering, but not from the cold. He soaped between her legs, teasing her with his fingers.
“You are an evil bastard, Cap,” she whispered quite breathlessly.
“Let me rinse you. I want to pick you up but you’re so slick that I’m afraid I’ll drop you.” He rinsed all the lather away and lifted her. “Wrap your legs around me,” he directed her and as she did, he positioned himself to plunge into her. He moved them so she was against the shower wall and he began to move in an excruciatingly slow rhythm.
“The evilest!” She said then neither of them said much for several minutes.
She came first, moaning quietly as he held her pinned to the wall. He was only seconds behind.
“God, Nat, I love you so much,” he whispered breathlessly in her ear as she stood on the floor again. He wasn’t ready to let her go yet so they stood under the water, body to body and cheek to cheek for some time before they bathed one another and got out of the shower.
Thor was sitting on the side of the bed, eating a banana and drinking coffee.
“Good morning,” he grinned. “Clean?”
“Watch much?” Steve asked, finding another banana and peeling it.
Thor held up two fingers in a short measure. “Little bit.”
Neither of them had heard him come into the bathroom but they weren’t paying much attention. They had been quite busy.
“So what’s up today, boys?” Nat asked as she slipped into her jeans and a Captain America t-shirt. “Like my shirt?”
“The shield looks better on your chest than mine,” Steve answered.
“Beach! I found a beach,” Thor said.
“Nothing to wear,” Nat said.
“Nude beach!” Thor grinned. “I love to swim.”
Nat had the image of her companions naked and dripping on the beach. “Sounds great!”
Steve looked horrified. “Really? You’re really gonna make a guy from the 40’s walk around naked in public?”
“Nope. We’re gonna swim naked in public and lie on beach towels.” Nat giggled. She knew that being an American would make it rather foreign and strange for Steve, but she wasn’t letting him wiggle out of it. Besides, she was going to enjoy all the jealous looks they got when she showed up with her hunks on the beach. “We might need a little sunscreen and some towels. Or maybe we can rent one of those little baskets.”
Thor got showered and they went down to the corner to a little bakery for some food. Thor ate enough for three as usual. Steve was still a little skittish about the whole nude thing. They got some towels and sunscreen and off they went to Lake Wannsee.
The regular beach was really crowded, but the nudist area wasn’t nearly as crowded. Nat and Thor were ready in moments while Steve lingered.
“Get your ass out here!” Nat urged and finally he did. His face was a nice pink color.
Thor was already heading into the lake. He really looked like the god he was. Other people were staring at the gorgeous man, having no idea who he really was.
“No one is looking at us anyway.” Nat grabbed his hand and dragged him to the beach where their towels were spread. “You do swim?”
“Yep. Even tiny little weaklings can swim.”
She leaned close and kissed his cheek. “I’d love you if you were still a tiny weakling!” She jumped up and ran down to the water to play with Thor. Steve looked around then jumped up and followed.
The three splashed and swam until they were tired. Well, hungry or tired. When they came back up to sit on the beach, Nat marveled at how good the men looked with wet hair. She looked a little like a drowned rat. They all put some more sunscreen on the tender bits and lay in the warmth of the sun.
Women and men had been staring at them all, Thor especially, all morning. When Nat said something about it, he shrugged. “I am a god.”
Steve murmured, “Asshole,” under his breath.
“Want to back up that mouth?” Thor grinned.
“Not here in public. Maybe tonight.”
Nat was laughing. She loved when they went all alpha on one another. They’d argue and the next thing she knew, they’d be in each other's arms. Thor was quite affectionate and quite sweet. Steve was more reserved, but she’d never met a man who needed love more than he did.
Thor leaned in close to Steve. “I’ll hold you to it.”
Nat winked. “Me too!”
Steve rolled his eyes and shook his head. “You two are turning me from a nice, wholesome guy to a sex starved fiend.”
Nat kissed his cheek again. “Us? And you’re all innocent?”
“I was…” he laughed.
Thor rolled over onto his back, bringing looks from men and women all over the beach. There is naked and then there’s Thor - they are not the same.
“You were the one who fucked me!” He announced to most of the world.
Steve turned a bright red that had nothing to do with sunbathing. “You asked me to!”
“Do you do everything anyone asks you to do?’ Thor said.
Steve said, “I try.”
“And you do it very well,” Nat giggled. “I watched.”
“Both of you are incorrigible!” Steve said, laughing.
“Hey!” Nat playfully smacked his arm. “You fucked me, too.”
“Not even going to talk to you two.”
They all decided to get dressed and find some food before they roasted. Sunscreen only works for so long and no one wanted their untanned bits burned. They took the train back from the beach and somehow they all ended up at the little coffee shop near the Brandenburg Gate, the one Steve and Nat loved when they were in Berlin before Thanos.
“So what else do you guys want to do?” Nat asked. “We still have several hours of daylight.”
No one had any ideas. Actually, they all were dreading the next morning when they had to return to the cares and worries of saving the world.
Thor came up with a plan. “A nap! We need a nap.” He smiled at them both as if he’d figured out cold fusion.
Nat was pretty sure that Thor’s naptime didn’t involve sleeping or clothes, but she was okay with that, too. They grabbed some food at a little bakery to take back to the room and off they went. Once back, they snacked on fruit and ate little sandwiches made from cold meats and cheeses. They’d even scored a few Cokes.
After they’d eaten, Thor sprawled out on the bed and sighed. “Now, I really am tired.” He closed his eyes and was asleep in seconds. Nat envied him that ability. She noticed that Steve seldom slept more than she did.
“Shall we go out and let the little one sleep?” She asked Steve. “We can leave him a note.”
They went to the Pergamon Museum to see the Ishtar Gate. It was the eighth gate into Babylon, a gate that Alexander the Great had probably passed through on his way into the inner city of Babylon. The gate had been restored but the bits at the bottom were original and were still the lapis color that they had been painted in antiquity, though the color had faded over so much time.
They held hands as they looked at the gate.
“Can you imagine Alexander and his companions walking through this gate? What must the rest of Babylon looked like?” Nat whispered. It was not a requirement that one whisper but voices tended to echo in the halls of the museum.
Steve didn’t know much about it but Nat’s enthusiasm made it fun for him, too. He oohed and ahhed over things that she liked and tried to see thing through her eyes. He loved holding her hand and acting like a normal person again, even if only for a little while.
After the museum, they walked back to their hotel and found Thor watching German television and eating fruit.
“So did you have fun looking at stuff older than me?” Thor asked.
‘”We did,” Nat said and kissed his cheek in greeting. “Did you have a nice nap?”
“I did. I dreamed of my mother and Loki when we were children. I miss them, even Loki.”
Nat gave him a quick hug and another kiss on the cheek.
“So what’s for dinner?” Thor asked.
They decided on Spanish and over dinner, Nat told stories of being in Berlin before she knew Steve. She told them about the party and club scene in the city.
“I can’t see me at a sex club,” Steve said.
Nat laughed. “I can’t even see you at a dance club! You can be a bit old fashioned, you know.”
“Hey, I was born in a different era.”
Thor grinned. “I was born in a different world!”
“Sometimes you’re old fashioned, too, thunder boy,” she quipped. “I don’t hold it against either of you.”
“You make us sound useless.” Thor said.
“Oh, no, you both have your uses,” she teased.
Thor looked at Steve. “You owe me one… remember?”
“Yes, I do. Perhaps we should go back to our room soon. I don’t like being indebted.”
They paid quickly and made their way back. Once outside their door, Thor pushed Steve against it and kissed him, grabbing and pulling on Steve’s clothes as Nat keyed the door open. The two men almost fell into the room. All three of them were stripping one another as if their very lives depended on it. Once naked, they all dove to the bed. Nat and Thor were all over Steve, licking and caressing every bit of him.
Thor looked at Steve. “You don’t have to do this. Really.”
“I can take it,” Steve said.
“I don’t want you to just take it. I want you to enjoy it.”
“Did you?” Steve asked.
“Oh yes,” Thor almost blushed. “You know I did. You were there.”
“I have an idea.” Nat lay down and beckoned Steve. He went to her arms. “I want you to be inside me and Thor inside you. What d’you think?”
“We’ll have to be careful not to smoosh you,” Thor said to Nat.
They all caressed and kissed one another for several minutes.
Nat knew that the place where Steve’s leg joined his body in the front was one of those places that made him shiver just to touch. She kissed it, letting her tongue linger then dragging it closer and closer to his erection.
When he tried to touch himself, Thor grabbed his hand and stopped him. “Not yet.” He moved up to kiss Steve’s mouth, a long, sweet exploratory kiss that grew hotter and hotter the longer they kissed. Then he began to kiss Steve all over, kissing every place but the ones Steve most wanted kissed. Nat helped and by the time they met over his chest, he was almost to the point of begging.
Almost.
They did not stop the torture until he begged.
Thor opened the drawer and found the tube of lubricant.
“Get on your hands and knees. We’ll start out that way,” Thor told him and as soon as Steve did, he rubbed the slick, cold lube in all the places he needed it to be, sliding a finger inside. “Don’t tense up. Just let me touch you. Close your eyes.”
He moved onto his knees behind Steve and pressed himself inside slowly. Thor began to move, slowly at first. When Steve moaned, Thor smiled. Nat kissed Steve then she squirmed her way under him, shoving a pillow under her hips to raise them up. When she was where she wanted to be, she could feel him rubbing against her. She took him in her hand and guided him inside her.
“Fuck!” He hissed when Thor thrust hard and in doing so, pushed him deep into Nat. It took them a few tries to get their rhythm together, but once they did, the only sounds were skin against skin and the rocking of the bedframe, punctuated now and again with a soft groan or whispered endearment.
Steve and Natasha came together, gazing into each other’s eyes. Thor followed seconds later, holding tight to Steve as he did.
After they moved apart, Thor moved to lay beside Nat on one side and Steve moved to the other one. They kissed one another then her.
“I love both of you. No matter what happens when we leave here, remember how much I love you,” Nat said as she looked from one to the other.
Thor put his head on her shoulder like a child would have and she put her arm around him, holding him close. Steve snuggled close on the other side and laid a hand across her body. She looked down and saw that Thor’s hand was touching Steve’s.
They woke early, showered and left for their hidden plane. Thor, Nat and Steve boarded it, but Captain America, Black Widow and the God of Thunder disembarked a few hours later in Wakanda. They didn’t tell the others anything but now and again, if one watched closely, they would catch a glance between the three of them that said it all.