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The Tower - Morning Coffee

The Tower - Morning Coffee

Series Masterlist

Pairing: Avengers x OFC, Bruce Banner x Bucky Barnes x Clint Barton x Wanda Maximoff x Steve Rogers x Natasha Romanoff x Tony Stark x Thor x Sam Wilson x OFC (Elly Cooper)

Word Count: 2778

Warnings: smut (FMM Bisexual threesome, oral sex, vaginal sex, anal sex, double penetration, rough sex, rough oral sex, over stimulation, anal fingering, rimming, facials)

Synopsis: Elly walks in on Thor and Steve flirting over their morning coffee, things quickly move on from just flirting.

Author’s Note: Requested by bubsanddoll21 on Wattpad based on this art. You can send in your requests too.

This takes place between The Tower and Holiday Special

Morning Coffee

When Thor visited the Avengers, the whole building felt like it was bathed in a powerful aphrodisiac. Entering any room at any time of the day held the risk of walking in on someone either having sex or moving toward it. Even in particularly public places, one of the Avengers might have cleared the room to spend some one-on-one time with Thor.

So it was no surprise when I went to the common room for breakfast early on a Sunday morning and walked in on Steve and Thor together.

Nothing had started between them. Not yet anyway. It looked like Steve had gotten a start on breakfast only to be distracted by Thor. The kitchen bench had ingredients scattered all over it. Most hadn’t even been touched except to move them from the fridge or pantry to the bench. There was flour in a bowl and milk poured into a measuring jug but that was it.

The food was not what I was focused on. The two muscular blonds were what caught my attention. Both men were shirtless and wearing gray sweatpants, and nothing else. Thor was leaning back on the counter, his hair tied back in a loose ponytail, stray strands of hair falling around his face. He had one arm draped over his midriff and held a large mug of coffee to his lips. He was peering over the cup at Steve with a flirtatious smile. Steve leaned in toward the taller man, his hands in his pockets.

Nothing was happening yet outside a little early morning flirting, but I knew if I backed out of the room, it would. I almost did. I never quite knew what to do when I walked in on my partners getting frisky with each other. I always wanted to dive right between them and get in on the action, but if they wanted one-on-one time, I didn’t want to mess that up for them.

This was the common room though, and if Thor and Steve wanted one-on-one time, they had their own rooms for that. Besides they were just flirting so far, nothing was stopping them from continuing that and going up to one of their rooms if they wanted private time.

I approached the kitchen, and despite not needing to at all, I squeezed my way between them as if it was the only way to get by, my breasts brushing up against Thor’s chest and my as against Steve’s crotch. “Excuse me, coming through,” I joked.

They both laughed and Steve caught me before I could make it past them, his arms wrapping around my waist. “Good morning, you little troublemaker,” he said, kissing my neck. “I’m starting to think you have a superpower and it’s sniffing out pheromones?”

“Oh? Was something happening here? I just saw a couple of guys sharing a coffee,” I teased.

Both of them laughed and Thor set his cup down beside him. “I think I’ve had enough coffee,” he said, putting his hand on my cheek. He looked down at me for a moment, and I gazed up at him, losing myself in the intensity of that gaze.

He looked up at Steve and smiled. “Captain,” he said. “Shall we?”

“Oh, we shall,” Steve agreed.

Thor’s other hand curled around the back of Steve’s head and pulled him into a heated kiss. I stood pinned between them, watching them kiss over my shoulder. It was quite the spot to be, and my stomach flipped with desire as I watched them. I ran my hands down Thor’s muscular chest as I leaned back against Steve.

The men broke the kiss with a soft gasp and Thor leaned down to kiss me. As his tongue coaxed my lips apart, Steve kissed my neck and massaged my breasts. It was like a fire lit inside me. I went from playful and teasing to desperately needing them at the flick of the switch, and by the feel of the bulges in their pants, that wasn’t just true for me.

I was still wearing my pajamas, a white tank top, and a pair of pink sleep shorts with pigs on them. One of Steve’s hands ran up under the tank top to squeeze my breasts and the other slid into my shorts and his finger ran up and down my slit.

“She’s already wet, Thor,” he said, the hint of a growl in his voice.

Thor chuckled, breaking the kiss. “Of course, she is. Our little whore is always ready to take us.”

There was something about being talked about like I wasn’t there, particularly using the demeaning words they used, that hit me just right. My stomach flipped and my clit throbbed under Steve’s fingers. If I was wet before, I was practically soaking now.

Thor lifted my tank top off over my head and Steve pushed my shorts and panties down. I wriggled out of my clothes and, when I was fully naked, I pushed myself up firmly against Thor and rubbed at his bulge through the fabric of his sweatpants.

I didn’t get to do that for long, Steve grabbed me by the waist and put me on the kitchen island. I spread my legs and he crouched down between them, his mouth latching onto my cunt. I gasped and my head fell back, my hands going to his hair. “Fuck,” I gasped.

As he started to swirl his tongue around my folds, Thor moved around to the other side of the island. He put his hand on my shoulder and he guided me back. I leaned against him for a moment, my heels digging into Steve’s shoulders as he fucked me with his tongue. Thor kissed me for a moment, his tongue probing into my mouth, but he pulled back quickly, biting at my bottom lip.

He guided me back so I was lying right over the island with my head hanging over the edge and he pushed his pants down, pulling out his cock. It stood out straight in front of him and he ran his palm up and down the length as he stepped up to me. I licked my lips and stuck out my tongue.

Thor let out a groan - a deep rumble of a sound that felt like thunder - and he ran the head of his cock over my lips. I flicked my tongue out teasing it over the slit and then lathing it up the shaft. He grunted and pushed the head of his cock past my lips.

It was hard to concentrate with Steve between my legs. He was lapping at my cunt like a starving man. His tongue pushed inside me and swirled around then flicked up to my clit where it circled it and flicked back and forth over the top. It sent sharp jolts shuddering through me and heat radiated out from my core.

Meanwhile, Thor began to thrust into my mouth. He started gently, just testing my limits. He was large and he knew it. My lips had to stretch wide to take his girth, and he didn’t want to hurt me. As he realized that I could not only take him, but I was enjoying it, he thrust in deeper. It cut off my airways and made me gag and drool over his cock, but I couldn’t stop moaning and writhing around on the kitchen bench. I grabbed hold of Steve’s hair with one hand and braced the other on Thor’s hip.

I was falling apart on the bench as pleasure slowly built up, coiling around me like a snake. Thor started to fuck deeper and deeper, making drool run down my cheeks and my throat bulge as it was filled with his cock. Steve’s tongue explored more of me, moving lower as he spread me wide. He reached my asshole and when he swirled his tongue around it I choked and my whole body jerked. They kept going, Steve licking at my asshole and rubbing my clit with his thumb and Thor fucking my throat as he massaged my tits. The snake’s coils became tighter and tighter until every one of my muscles was clenched tight and I was arched up on the kitchen bench, trembling right at the precipice.

All at once the coils released at once and I came, my cries muffled by Thor’s cock.

They reacted quickly, and before my orgasm had even ended, they were pulling out of me and Steve had picked me up and set me back on my feet.

He kissed me searingly hard and turned me around, bending me over the bench. I was still dazed and riding out my orgasm high when he shoved his cock deep into my aching cunt.

“Fuck!” I gasped, my hands trying to find purchase on the kitchen bench. Steve didn’t give me any time to adjust to him. He just started to pound into me from behind, shoving me up against the bench.

Thor moved around the bench, moving behind Steve and pulling him into a hungry kiss.

I tried to watch them over my shoulder, but Steve put his hand on the side of my head and pushed it down against the counter. I moaned loudly at the action, he always knew exactly how rough and degrading he could be to make me completely fall apart.

I closed my eyes, just giving into the feeling of it and the rhythmic crack of skin against skin. Steve spread my ass cheeks and a moment later a glob of spit landed directly on my asshole.

Two sets of hands descended on me. Steve wrapped my hair around one hand and gripped my hip with the other. Thor pressed one palm into the middle of my back and he began to push his finger in and out of my asshole.

I mewled and squirmed around on the bench, but they held me in place, Steve railing into me, while Thor stretched me out. Neither said a single word but on occasion, I could hear the soft smack of their lips as they kissed over the steady crack of Steve’s hips colliding into my ass.

A second orgasm hit suddenly, I screamed out, my voice hoarse from being fucked so deep by Thor.

“That’s it, just like that,” Steve praised, his hips still snapping into me.

I was starting to feel fucked out, but neither Thor nor Steve seemed anywhere close to being done. Thor was still methodically stretching out my asshole, spitting on it from time to time, and adding lube that I think he’d fished out of his pocket, though I wasn’t sure.

I clenched my jaw, trying to keep myself together. It was all so intense and I was becoming overstimulated. A third orgasm hit not long after the second, and I shuddered on the bench and reached out gripping the edge.

I was starting to feel overstimulated, and I sagged on the bench, and my legs gave out.

That was when Steve pulled out and Thor removed his fingers. I just lay there for a moment, breathing heavily, not having any idea what Thor or Steve were doing.

A moment later, Thor lifted me, wrapping my legs around his waist. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and clung to him. He kissed me as he lowered me down on his hard cock, and my moan was swallowed by his lips.

He started to bounce me, just a little, and Steve stepped up behind me, slicking his cock with lube. “You ready for us both, sweetheart?” Steve asked as he pressed the head of his cock against my asshole.

I moaned and nodded, the ability to form words seemed to be lost to me.

“Of course, she is,” Thor cooed. “She always is.”

Steve pushed forward and the head of his thick cock popped past my ring muscle. I mewled, leaning back against him, and letting my head drop back over his shoulder. “That’s it. That’s our girl,” he praised, pushing in deeper.

Both men were so big, and I felt so full and so stretched. It felt like their cocks were filling every inch of me. I clung to Thor and leaned against Steve, and both men used me. They thrust up into me, snapping their hips hard and fast, and Thor bounced me up and down on their cocks. I was helpless to do anything but hold on and let the pleasure surge through me.

An orgasm hit, tearing through me, and just as it passed another hit. I was completely fucked out, and dazed. I mewled and dug my nails into Thor’s shoulders but I was helpless to stop the intense pleasure that was surging through me. “Please,” I begged, but for what, I couldn’t tell you. Another orgasm hit and I cried out and shuddered between them. “Please,” I repeated.

They took pity on me, lifting me off their cocks and I mewled again at how empty I suddenly felt. I clenched around nothing, wanting at least part of that full-up feeling again.

Neither man had come yet, and when they set me on my feet, I sank to my knees without any suggestion to do so and just looked up at them with my mouth open and my tongue poking out.

“Look at you,” Thor praised and they both moved over me and began to pump their cocks.

I looked up at them dazed as they both brought themselves over. Steve came first, splattering my face and breasts with thick cords of semen. I moaned as it hit my skin. Thor wasn’t too far behind him, his come mixing with Steve’s on my skin.

“So beautiful,” Thor praised. “How lucky are we, Captain.”

“Very lucky,” Steve agreed. “FRIDAY, take a picture of our girl here. Thor should have something to take back to Asgard with him.”

“Elise?” FRIDAY asked.

I nodded. “Uh-huh. He can have a picture.”

Thor chuckled. “I am blessed today.”

Steve gathered both his clothes and mine then came and scooped me up off the floor. “Let’s get you cleaned up, sweetheart.”

“You both go, I’ll clean up here and get the panflaps started,” Thor said.

Steve carried me to the bathroom and set me on the sink. “How are you doing there, honey?” he asked as he grabbed a washcloth and began to clean me up.

“Mm… I feel a little high,” I hummed, titling my face up as he cleaned the mess off my face.

“We weren’t too rough with you?” he asked.

I giggled and shook my head. “No… you know I like that.”

He laughed and leaned down and kissed me softly. “Yeah, I do. That’s why I do it.”

“Did I interrupt you?” I asked, looking up at him.

He shook his head. “No. We were just flirting. It probably wouldn’t have led anywhere if you hadn’t arrived. Maybe some kissing and touching while we cooked.” He finished cleaning me off and grabbed my tank top, pulling it over my head. “It’s nice having him here though, isn’t it.”

“Mm-hmm,” I agreed. “You all get as horny as I am just every day.”

Steve laughed and kissed me. “I guess we do.”

“He’s very loving too,” I said. “In a different way. Like he’s not ashamed of it.”

“You think the rest of us are ashamed of it?” Steve asked, tilting his head.

I shook my head slowly. “No… Well… Not ashamed. But I think that there are cultural and personal things we all struggle with. And that means we’re not always open. But Thor doesn’t have that. This just feels like it’s normal for him. He doesn’t overthink anything when it comes to expressing his love for us.”

Steve hummed. “I suppose you’re right,” he agreed. “I know we all love it when he’s here.”

He picked up my shorts and pulled them up to my knees. I jumped off the counter and pulled them the rest of the way up. “All good?” he asked.

“Yeah, I just gotta pee.”

“Alright, I’ll meet you back out there,” he agreed.

I went to use the bathroom while Steve cleaned himself up. Breakfast was well underway, and both Steve and Thor were in the kitchen working on it together. I went to join them, and when I got close, Thor curled his arm around my waist and pulled me in close, kissing my cheek.

The elevator opened and Clint and Bucky got out. Clint scrunched his nose and looked over at us. “Smells like sex in here.”

Bucky sighed dramatically and shook his head. “Oh goddamn it,” he complained. “Missed it again.”

~ END ~

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