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Caught In A Storm - I
Title: Caught In A Storm
Characters/Pairings: Steve/Thor, Jarvis
Words: 1,544
Rating: 18
Summary: Thor is a little on edge.
Author's Note: Hey hey hey.  I am at last posting my Avenger's fic up! I grew up with the Avengers, but I am completely out of the loop of what's going on with them in the comic verse now. The films are now my resource and because I love Steve/Thor, I had to write this. It's my first story in this fandom,  I'm creating my own little 'verse here, making my own back stories and such. I hope people like. Thanks muchly to celeste9 for the beta.   The AO3 version is not beta'd.

It’s the most unusual storm the city had ever seen. It’s also completely unexpected, for the weather report had told of nothing but sun, high temperatures and high humidity. The rain falls steady and endless but it dowses instead of drowns; the humidity which still stifles the air is eased by the freshness of the rain and as the lightning and thunder light up the heavens, the air is charged with a vibrant energy that seems to course through every inhabitant.

It’s the kind of storm that has people laughing as they try to run for cover. It’s the kind that has those who love it standing out in the streets with their arms out to the sides and their heads tilted back with their mouths wide open.

This is a storm unlike any other.


Eleven hours later, there was still a static charge and heavy humidity in the air.

Thor felt it as he paced up and down on the balcony. He felt the power rippling through his entire body as he took in deep heavy breaths, the momentary control he gained dissipating the dark clouds outside.

He stopped pacing and leaned on the rail of the balcony. He was still so hot, he was burning up and so he flicked his hand to discard some of his pent up energy. The crackling sparks of electricity shot from his fingers, snaking along the railings of the balcony and down the side of the building before disappearing.

It didn’t do much to sate him. Even when he held Mjolnir the feelings intensified instead of easing. He was charged, he had the power and the craving for more, he wanted to carry on but it wasn’t possible. He should be thankful that it lasted this long, that it drew on for so many hours.

“Apologies for interrupting, Thor…but I have had some requests from Mr Stark and the others. They wanted me to ask if the storm has finished for good?”

Thor Odinson turned away from the balcony, walked back into the room smiling up towards the ceiling-- as if directing it towards the AI-- and ran his hands through his hair. The power his body was still producing and wanting to expend was not letting him settle. Thor couldn’t promise anything to his fellow teammates about what would happen afterwards, but for now….the storm had indeed passed.
“I am sorry, JARVIS,” Thor said, walking slowly over to his bed. He sat down on a chair by the side and leaned forward, resting his arms on his legs as he looked at his bed’s sleeping occupant. “It was not my intention to cause such…disturbances. Please tell Stark and the others that the storm has ceased for now and send them my apologies as well.”

“Of course, sir.”

“Good night, JARVIS.”

“Actually, good morning would be more accurate, sir. It is nearly five thirty a.m. However, the sentiment is appreciated. Thank you. Sleep if you can, sir.”

Thor chuckled, for the thought of sleep right now was the furthest thing from his mind. He couldn’t even contemplate it, not when he was feeling so fuelled, so alive. The urge to go back to bed, to lie next to—or on or beneath—that sleeping form was very strong, but he knew that if he did, if he even so much as touched that slickened skin, he wouldn’t be able to help himself. So he remained seated, he clutched his hands together and closed his eyes.

Thor groaned in frustration as he remembered every glorious moment, every kiss, every touch and motion and feeling within. Instinctively Thor coiled his palm around his erection and hoped he could take the edge off of the raging urges he was having, but even the gentle and hard motions of his palm and the strong grip of his fingers did nothing. He could not sate himself.

Another frustrated moan escaped his mouth and Thor opened his eyes, got to his feet and started pacing the room again.

“Why don’t you go for a run?” murmured a muffled and extremely fatigued voice from the bed.

Thor stopped pacing as a sudden surge of hope swelled up in his chest. Outside there was a faint but distant boom of thunder.

When he looked back to the bed, he saw that his partner hadn’t moved.

“I cannot leave the compound without an escort,” Thor replied, grinning and settling back into the chair. His gaze lingered on the tempting flesh laid out before him and his whole body began to tremble, his mouth filled with saliva and the pain of hardness between his legs intensified, making him clench.

“How about the gym?” moaned another reply.

“I would go there if I knew that it would help. Alas, it is not what I need…nor want.”

Thor felt the smile rather than saw it.

“Are all you Asgardians like this?” came another groggy response.

Thor frowned in confusion. “Like what?”

“I meant, are all your people as energetic as you? Is your current state normal for your kind?”

Ah! Thor smiled and nodded his head. “Yes.”

There was the sound of rustling sheets and at last Thor could see the wearied, fatigued and slightly goofy look of pleasure upon the red flustered face.

“So I take it you’re still wanting to….?”

Thor nodded and closed his eyes again as a throbbing ache panged through his entire body. A much louder crack of thunder sounded outside.

It was not easy to keep control on his powers when he was feeling like this.

“Good god, how long can you typically go?”

There was not going to be any kind of benefit from lying about this answer. Thor smiled, slyly.

“Days, sometimes longer.”

There was a startled choke.

“Days? Longer?”

“It is possible. Aye.”

“Longer? How much longer?”

“It depends. It is our norm to last a great deal. Our bodies can endure a lot more than any on Midgard, our drives are stronger and to satiate those drives often require more than mere minutes or hours. It can vary, depending on whether it is with man or woman, but yes…it can take much longer, one of your Earth weeks, mayhap?” He didn’t miss the shocked expression gazing back at him. “We are vastly different and humans do not have the stamina or endurance to match us, in battle nor in sex.” Thor bowed his head. “Forgive me…most humans cannot withstand us…especially when our attraction towards them is deep. It’s then that it can become most dangerous.”

Thor immediately felt the look. He flicked his eyes up and sure enough there was the sympathy, regret and worry and it was the last thing he wanted. He held up his hand and shook his head, smiling kindly in return.

“Thank you, but there is no need to console me. I’m fine. Jane Foster is happy where she is now and that is enough for me. Though our parting was bittersweet, things between us remain…amicable.”

“You still love her, don’t you?”

Thor nodded. “Aye. Very much. My feelings for her cannot wane.”

“What about us? How did we get here?”

Thor was again confused at the question. His head tilted to the side as he tried to comprehend why he was being asked what they both already knew. “I asked you to come here with me and you said yes.”

“That’s not quite what I meant.”

Thor smiled weakly and got up from the chair, picking up a discarded pair of jogging bottoms from the floor and slipping them and a t-shirt on.

 He couldn’t talk about why or how this had happened because Thor wasn’t entirely sure how they’d gotten here either. Eventually they would have to talk, he would have to explain that there was more to what he had just said but right now, it was taking all of his strength and effort to stop himself from ripping the clothes off and climbing back on that bed.

“Thor? I need to know. This…what happened…it wasn’t easy for me.”

“I know.” Thor smiled and from the side table, he picked up a small black band and tied the long sweaty strands of his hair away from his face. “You need rest and if I stay I know you will not get what you need.”

“You know what I need?”  There was a slight tone of amusement beneath the seriousness.

“I do indeed. Forgive me, I do not mean to demean you, or discard you thinking all this folly. I would gladly, most eagerly, join you again, I would have you within me too, but you need respite, and so I must leave. I will not cause you injury because of my lust. So sleep and rest before my return. That is, if you wish to remain until I do?”

 “I don’t think I can go anywhere even if I wanted to.” There was an amused smirk. “Go. I’ll still be here.”

Thor bowed his head in gratitude and slowly opened the door. Again he paused and watched as Captain Steve Rogers turned back over to his front and dozed off into another slumber.

This was not how he had planned his return to Midgard to be.

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freddiejoey From: freddiejoey Date: April 14th, 2013 03:51 am (UTC) (Link)
Fabulous babe.
basched From: basched Date: April 14th, 2013 10:30 am (UTC) (Link)

Thanks GAL! :)
fififolle From: fififolle Date: April 14th, 2013 10:12 am (UTC) (Link)
Aw. That's kind of sweet, and sad. And HOT! lol
*pets Thor*
basched From: basched Date: April 14th, 2013 10:31 am (UTC) (Link)

Thanks Fifi! :)

I'm pleased you liked! XD
teamane From: teamane Date: June 30th, 2013 05:24 pm (UTC) (Link)
That was very good :) I love this pairing, but there are not many fics about them. Loved this one. I hope you'll write more with and about Steve and Thor. Thank you so much for sharing.
basched From: basched Date: July 2nd, 2013 10:05 am (UTC) (Link)

Thank you very much! :)

I totally love this pairing and I badly wish there were more stories around too! I hope you enjoy the other chapters of this story too.

I am working on another oneshot for this pairing and the next CIS chapter.


Oooh! SeaQuest! I love seaQuest, Ortiz and Brody were my favourite from that series! And well, the Deluise brothers, Piccolo and Dagwood were great too! XD I hated the 3rd series as my two favs were not innit. *sigh*
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