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justjams2003 · 11 months

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Between Two Gods: 1-Public Display

This is highly inspired by @oh-for-fic-sake's work which I have been binge reading recently on my second blog. Now, I am a firm believer that the MCU and DCEU should not mix. They don't belong together. But this idea just had me salivating and I'd do anything for good smut. If you'd like a prequel or sequel, I'd be happy to oblige. If there even are still people who read a/b/o fics, other than myself.

Pairing: Thor Odinson x reader x Clark Kent

Summary: While you and your mates are at the knot-friendly beach, you can't help but want to get frisky.

Warnings: threesome, mxm, fxm, mxfxm, p in v, semi-blowjob, a/b/o, knotting, meantions of heats and rutting, exhibitionism, voyeurism, public sex, mixing of universes, talk about pregnancy (but no actual pregnancy), afab reader, no mention of skin colour or weight. If there are any more please do tell.

Word count: 2,7k

You’re not sure how exactly you ended up in this situation. You’re the most envied woman on the planet. Gossip blogs, and news articles were all over you. The first mate of two in thousands of years. And not any two either, mated to the two strongest alphas on the planet, and beyond. Thor Odinson, the God of Thunder, prince of the nine realms. And Superman, the God amongst men.

Not everyone knew about Superman, everyone did know about Clark Kent. Mated to one of the most famous journalists and the God of Thunder? All to this young twenty-year-old girl. It was a shock to be sure and you can’t help but drink up every moment of it.

Even now, as you relax on the omega/alpha beach you can’t help but love every second of it. Thor, as usual, has gone off to make friends. His beautiful long blonde sand colour hair sways in the win as he jumps to slam the volleyball back up in the air. His stomach muscles strain and you can’t help but feel yourself get hot and heavy.

“You enjoying the view?” Clark asks with a smirk pulling you closer to his side. “I’m sure he can smell you from all the way over there.” You smirk, leaning into to him. “And you’re telling me you aren’t enjoying his preening too?” The man of steel chuckles.

“How can I not? I’ve got the prettiest omega in the world stuck to my side with another alpha who loves fucking her with me.” You smirk, pushing one of his legs between your own and grinding his knee against your slit, begging for some sort of friction. “Speaking of fucking...”

You can hear him groan and roll his eyes. You can’t help but smirk at his reaction and pull yourself closer to him. Slotting your nose against his neck, scenting his smile and Thor’s own mark on the man of steel. Licking and nipping at that very same sensitive spot. You can tell Clark is struggling with his own mind, his hand gripping tighter to your ass.

“Omega, you’re testing me...” he mutters, trying to keep his composure and tune out your mewling noises. Or the fact that these already small swim shorts get even smaller. Tighter and tighter every time that you lick and suck on those sensitive nerves of his.

“It's a knot-friendly beach, no one here would care. In fact, I’m pretty sure they’d even enjoy the show.” You whisper into his ear, making small circles on his chest and then trailing lower. “Yes, everyone else on the planet too. I’m not exactly keen on having my cock plastered on the daily planet.”

You groan out, then see Thor very well heard how frustrated you are and you’re sure smell it too. “Fine, I’ll ask Thor then.” You huff, going to stand and give him the best puppy eyes you could. You know very well he’d do it in a heartbeat. Public knotting isn’t just normal on Asgard but smiled upon. Even done to boost morale.

You remember how strange he found it. When you and Clark met him for the first time, seeking him out after the attack on New York, you had gone into immediate heat. Sending both the boy into a rut. Thor insisted on taking you there and then, but with much, much self-control from Kal, you three managed to make it back to you and Clark’s farmhouse.

Kal grabs you by your wrist, he knows if your go to Thor he’ll make a big spectacle of it. Everyone will be involved and invited to watch. If he does it perhaps it can happen more quietly. He grabs you by the back of your neck, he himself sitting more upright. He pulls you in close and whispers in your ear.

“You want to be fucked?” He asks, knowing the answer, he can smell the answer from you. You smirked, biting your lip and giving a curt nod. He also smirks and lays back down on his beach chair. He tilts his head to his growing cock and nods. You gasp out with a wide smile, “You mean it?” He smiles and nods again.

“This is a knot-friendly beach. Nothing done here should be new or even considered publish-worthy.” He shrugs, more so reasoning with himself than with you. He loves seeing his little omega so excited. You reach down his shorts and allow his massive cock to spring free from its imprisonment.

You can already see his bright blue irises turning an intoxicating black-blue colour. Like that in which the creepiest sea creatures drift in the fast ocean. A colour you and Thor both like to call sex-blue. Thor also had his very own variation of sex-blue.

The pre-cum leaks from his throbbing, red and sensitive tip. Like a kitten, you lap it up with your cute pink tongue. From the very top down to the base of his hairy abdomen. He watches your every move. Like a starving child, you lick every inch of him, wetting him with your own spit.

Then you move his legs in between your knees. You pull on the green bows tying your bikini bottom together. Clark's eyes consume every inch of you, watching the small cloth fall and reveal your mound. “See? I told you and Thor there is a good reason for me to wear these.” You giggle, rubbing your slit against his base.

“So, this was planned all along?” He grunts out, grabbing you by the hips and lining your body up with his. You can’t even reply before he spears you, filling you up from the inside. All that you can let out is a yelp and then a loud moan. He too throws his head back with a groan.

“I can’t ever get over how tight you are, perfectly moulded, huh?” He allows you to get comfortable. And then lifts you back up and down on his huge cock. You throw your head back, it was always such a new feeling to you. One you crave far more often than you cared to admit.

Thor’s senses were going crazy. He can smell the arousal from you and from Clark. He loves it and if he could bathe in the smell he would. In fact at home, he even tried to. Every chance he has, he gathers both of you in the nest you made and fucks the both of you silly. Then after he tries to soak up as much of the scent as he can.

And now he’s sure every other person here can smell it, but none are covered in it like he is. None can join anytime they want as he can. He just loves it. But Thor is smart, maybe not smart like Tony or Bruce. Yet he knows the game his other Alpha is getting at. He also knows what his Omega is getting at.

You want everyone to know and Clark rather keep you both all to himself. But that’s what the older Alpha is there for, to satisfy both of your needs. “My, my, my, what do we have here?” His voice is deep and low and your walls seem to clench tight at his deep dominant voice.

Thor notices instantly, he knows he has that effect on you both. Clark pulls you deeper into him. He barely even notices the other Alpha there, his own instincts flooding him with lust and nothing else. Privacy seems to be at the very back of his mind right now.

“Everyone can smell you two, all wet and sticky. Being fucked silly.” You let out a loud moan at his words and the God can’t help but chuckle. Then he attaches his lips to yours. Dominating your tongue and swallowing your moans. “You like that, huh? Do you like everyone watching you? Such a slut.”

He grabs you by your neck and whispers in your ear. His other hand cupping your tit through the neon green bikini. He twists and he pulls on your covered nipple. Lapping up your mouth. He loves the thrill of knowing that his words only make you bounce faster on Clark’s cock.

“You hear that, my pretty boy, she likes everyone seeing you fuck her silly. Fucking her so good.” Thor bends down low, whispering in Kal’s ear. Sticking his nose into his neck and pulling the scent from his mark. To everyone out there in Metropolis, Superman is the man.

He’s the one who gives orders and doesn’t take shit from the government. He’s the one in charge, saving lives and calling the shots. He’s the one strong enough to carry the weight on his shoulders. But at home, he plays an entirely different role. At home, he’s Thor’s pretty boy.

Clark comes home to an Omega, ready to be coddled and scented all over. To let his frustrations out. Someone who will gladly listen to him and sit when he asks and spreads when he asks. And then his own Alpha comes home. Coddles the both of them and tells him what a good job he did, taking care of their Omega.

Someone to praise and someone to praise him. The perfect dynamic, for you too. Easily filled and by the time your next heat comes around, you’ll be off the pills and pupped up before you know it. At least that is what both the boys are hoping for, they work hard every day to convince you of it... You’ve been a bit hesitant so far.

Though right now that’s far from where Clark’s focussed. Right now all he can think about is Thor buttering him up real good. “Look at that, she’s pulling you in with that delicious pussy of her’s” He forces his eyes open, forcing him to look, knowing it’ll bring him to the edge.

That it does, the man takes you by the hips and flips you over on your back. Fast enough that you only notice that he’s deeper inside you. Thor can help himself, he can’t help but reach down and rub your sensitive clit. Red and pulsing, begging for attention.

That’s enough to bring you over the edge, your legs shake and your walls clench around him. Clark can’t help but watch you pour out around him. Clenching and pulling all at the same time. This too pushes him further, he latches his lips onto yours.

The man of steel can feel himself growing bigger and bigger. He can feel himself forming around you. Pushing himself deeper, until he can feel himself right up close to your cervix. He is finally thrown overboard when Thor grabs him by the neck and gives him a sloppy deep kiss.

You can feel his hot seed pour into you. Like the first hot water to hit your back at the start of a shower. Overcoming and overbearing. Nothing else is there but the two Alphas. One deep inside you, pumping his hot seed into you and the other one throat deep into that same Alpha.

That is until the high begins to fall and you notice the crowd that had formed. Whispers going around, “Look at how big he is!” “How does that even fit?” “If I were her I’d be ripped open.” Clark can’t help but peacock at their shock. Pushing further into you as his hot cum fills you.

His knot is still big, even after the high has worn off. He’s not even sweaty or out of breath! You don’t know if you’ll ever be able to keep up with them. As your chest is heaving, your legs feel numb and shaky. You feel so full and pressed and pulled.

“It seems we’ve got a crowd.” You try to giggle but you’re still chasing after your breath. “Yes, even after I tried so hard to avoid it.” He groans, pushing out his last few pumps of cum before his knot finally calms down. Until he can finally pull out of you, drinking up the way that cum just pours out of you.

“Is this you avoiding a crowd?” You can’t help but chuckle at him. His hands are quick to swat at your ass. “Hey, little miss, this was your idea. Don’t get snippy with me.” He commands, pulling his soft dick back into his swim shorts.

Finally, Thor stands back up but your eyes grow wide. His shorts also have a massive tent, not to mention soaking wet with what you can smell as pre-cum. The God of Thunder knows good and well that Clark would like to get out of this without anyone knowing it's him.

This omega of theirs is bring out a much wilder side to him. Thor gives Clark another sloppy, wet kiss. “Go on, get us some drinks. Anyone asks or takes any photos you bring them to me, got it?” He nods, his cheeks red and flushed, from pride, embarrassment and excitement all bundled into one. "I’ll take care of them.”

And with that Clark gave you a kiss and was jumping to follow his orders. Thor stands in front of you, covering you with his body. His colossal cock is hard to miss. Seeming needy and ready for only one thing. His stature is huge, standing more than 5cm taller than their Superman.

The God of Thunder and the prince of the nine realms bares his teeth and growls at the people gawking. The same way he would when addressing his people. When commanding his military force, when charging into battle. It’s an Alpha command, one not even Kal-El can dismiss. Simple and clear. Leave and forget who you saw.

Not a single one disobeyed. They all drag their feet and most of the Alphas hang their head low. Each and every one of them baring their neck. He turns back to you, he sees you soaking all over again. “You like that, little omega? Does my little princess like me having to command all these people, all these Alphas, to stop gawking?”

He pulls you closer by your feet. Scenting his and Clark’s mark on your neck. Licking and sucking all the spots he knows so well. “To stop staring at this beautiful pussy. At what’s mine?” You bare your neck, knowing you’re going to get one hell of a punishment for manipulating Clark like that.

“Why don’t I throw you over my shoulder? Parade you around town, since you want everyone to look.” You gasp, he wouldn’t! He chuckles at your reaction. “I don’t think my pretty boy would like that very much and he’s not the one being punished here.” You bite your lip, he knows that you know what you did.

Just then Clark returns with the drinks. Thor smiles at him, tying the strings of your bikini back up again and picking you up. He places you down on your feet, “Go, clean yourself off while the Alpha’s talk, yeah?” He gives you a light smack on your bottom. You know defying will only worsen your situation. You jump and scurry off.

Thor smirks and pulls Clark into his lap. Grabbing the drink and taking a long sip. Superman can feel his Alpha’s dick on his back. Huge and heavy. He can feel him scenting his mark and growing even bigger. “So mean of that little one, huh? Using you like this...”

He trails off, pulling Clark just a bit closer and grinding into his ass. “I might just do the same. Just look at what you do to me...” Kal can’t help but moan and lean into Thor at the thought. His chuckle is dark and ruthless. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? I can feel it.”

Thor’s hands wander, groping Clark's wet and semi-hard cock. “It’s okay pretty boy, we won’t do that, not yet anyways. Considering that that little one needs a punishment. You can choose after all.” They both can help but grin at the thought, watching as your soaking body walks across the sand.

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justjams2003 · 2 years

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Snippit 3

You get the jest. (Also I’m nowhere near done with this fic and these snippits are gaining no traction. But I shall continue writing. Bc its for me. I also considered making it an x reader to gain more people’s attension. But that won’t include everyone and I don’t want to make an x reader that you can’t imagine yourself in. Thoughts??)

Pairing: Thor Odinson x Oc

Warnings: Polyamoury, swinging, unicorn couple, smut, pussy eating, fingering, werewolf

Summary: After a hearty battle Thor and Star enjoy each other’s bodies and other.

Word count: 1,6k

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"I like her," Star says, watching the hairy girl fight with honour. "Do you, my dear?" Thor questions, his hand resting on Star's hip. They're on a battle field.The both of them cool and calm of course. None of the enemy cause too much of a problem for them. After all, the battle is pretty much over.

This woman that they are watching is merely finishing the last few. Thor's felt the tension between Star and this wolf girl. Her name, Darrow Declan. Of course, to Thor, she is quite the sight to see. With fangs and claws and a thirst for bloodshed.

"Do you want her?" He asks, bending down slightly to whisper in her pointed ear. She grins looking up at him, she places her hand on his broad ches. Star shows him the biggest puppy eyes she can muster, even pushing her bottom lip out in a pout, knowing damn well that there is no way in hell that Thor could ever say no. "Yes please, sir," she uses the dominant name, showing that she has manners and deserves a treat.

Thor's armor grows tight around his crotch by just hearing the word 'sir' fall from her lips. "All right, my princess, go get her," he allows, his heart swells as Star's eyes fill with joy. "Thank you, sir!" Star stands on her tippy toes and gives her lover a very grateful kiss.

When she comes up for air, she runs over to the women talking to some other soldier. Thor's power still pumping through her, electricity follows closely behind her. Without thinking she jumps, expecting Darrow to catch her.

The werewolf does, of course. Hearing her approach with her superhearing. Not to mention, dropping the princess of the Light Elves and the Prince of Asgard's lover would probably be considered treason.

Star grins at the shocked expression on Darrow's face. Her legs wrapped around the bigger girl's waist. Then, she smashes her lips into Darrow's lips. Finally getting to taste those sweet lips that she's been staring at for so long now.

The people that don't personally know the two's jaw hang open. Watching in shock as Thor just lets this happen. Not to mention the vigor and passion of his girlfriend. "How can you just let that happen?" The werewolve's head guard asks, looking up at the mighty god of thunder. "It makes her happy," Thor shrugs, it's true. What ever makes his baby girl happy, he's glad to supply.

"But, how do you know she'll return to you?" The man asks, his jaw still slack. "I don't believe I would let that happen. Plus, I am going to join them," Thor states with a shrug, looking forward to the sight. "Really?" The prince can't help but chuckle at the disbelieve of the man he had just battled with.

"Watch," is all that Thor replies with. He causally approaches the two kissing women. Darrow is still in shock, how could this be happening. Not that she doesn't enjoy it, Star is quite the beauty after all. But, what will her partner say?

"What about his majesty?" She voices her concerns once she's come up for air. Star rolls her eyes, why do they always ask? "You worry far too much." Is all that she answers with, before continuing her passionate kiss. Her hands intertwining in the werewolf women's thick head of hair.

Star can just sense how Thor coming. Though, it is quickly confirmed by the big, warm hand on her lower back. The guard watches as the beautiful Elf girl raises her head by Thor's presences. Only to give him an even more passionate kiss as the werewolf warrior.

Afterwards Thor turns to that same warrior, grabs their chin and raises it. All in order to make the girl quiver with a kiss. "I'll wait in the tent," he winks at the two and then saunters into the royal tent laid out.The guards watches as the Light Elf drops from the werewolf's arms, take her hand and lead her into the before-mentioned tent.

Thor is already taking off his armour. Star can see his cape hang over a chair, throne off as if he was in a rush. Which he was, seeing Star so happy really did things to him, plus the affirming name, there could not be more reason for him to need her so. So when the both of them enter, there is a low rumble of thunder.

Not the kind that strikes fear into people's hearts, or the kind that make you feel alone in a big storm. The kind that light your body on fire with desire. That make you need for another in your bed, to share the adrenaline of the storm with.

Star quickly shoves the werewolf girl down on the bed. Quick to remove their armour, leaving the both of them barebottom naked. The light hue from the sun shining through the material of the tent create a breeze of pink on Star’s shining white wings and smooth pale back.

Thor just can't help himself. His hand lands right on her waist, he presses him bare chest against her back, of course, watching for her wings. His lips follow the curve of her spine with delicate kisses. His beard tickles her smooth skin, causing shivers to run through her body.

"Strip." Star commands to the girl watching the both of them closely, still in awe at her luck. All while Star is flourishing in Thor's gentle touches of worship. Her eyes watching every move of Darrow. Like an eagle making sure their prey doesn't escape or veer from the plan. The girl does as she is told, sitting up and throwing her armour to the side. "By Odin's beard, Thor, is that not a sight to see?" Star mutters pit as Darrow's toned body glimmers with excitement.

He lets out a hearty chuckle, his eyes resting on Darrow's but not his body. His kisses are still smooth against her neck. Thor's hands go from her waist to her bottom and ever so gently on her wings. Still in awe at the magnificent creation that is her body. The majestic wings and tip of her ears. Like nothing he's seen before.

"Two beautiful women? I don't believe there to be a better sight." Is all Thor says, he takes his chin in his hand, guiding her up to look him in the eyes. "Just you and me?" He asks, confirming the agreement they had. That this fling that they have does not go deeper than body. That lust is as far as it goes and that after their escapade it will again just be the two of them.

Star nods, her eyes filled with earnest truth, "Just you and me," Thor's jaw pops and he nods. Taking her lips in his, sharing a deep, passionate and soul connecting kiss to seal their agreement. Immediately after they turn their ravenous attention to Darrow. Star crawls onto the bed, where Darrow usually the predator is, now she is prey. Thor watches intently as Star kissing all around the other girl's body.

From this angle, Thor can see Star is dripping and ready to fuck or be fucked in any sort of way. Her juices even slick down her thigh, “You look amazing, my dear,” Thor mutters, watching as she grins mid kiss. He begins pumping his girth, his member standing tall begging for any touch.

Star sucks on Darrow’s erect nipple, her left hand pinching the other. While the right is roaming wherever she can. From the girl’s bum to her waist and even a few times Darrow’s throbbing clit. However, Thor quickly swats her hand away, just to replace it with his own.

Coating Darrow with her own dripping wetness. Seeing her folds only makes Thor tighter. Star isn’t in his way for very long. “You are going to use that pretty mouth of yours,” she explains before getting herself seated right on Darrow’s face. The girl is quick to react, her tongue encircling her folds.

All while Thor’s hands are still kept busy. Once he’s decided that she’s wet enough he adds a finger. Darrow gasps at the sudden feeling. The sudden hot breath making Star’s head fly back. Thor chuckles at the reaction. Quickly he begins pumping and curling his fingers. Making it harder for her to focus and yet somehow her job of eating Star out still prevails.

This continues, Thor adding a few fingers. Even if they are ravishing each other’s bodies, there is still love floating through the air. A mutual understanding of the goal of extasy. That here they are each all working together for the pleasurement of themselves and each other. How each action is to induce a state dizzy euphoria.

Which, after loathing and lusting in that state of in between shared consciousness, was, eventually, reached. The two alien girls reaching that feeling where nothing matter except that feeling of heavy and pure sex. All while Thor gets to enjoy the sight of this jubilation. Causing the feeling of a warm buzz, proud to have had some part of this.

Not long after this bash of sudden ecstasy washes away, Thor is quickly moved to the bottom. This reach of high and then flip of positions continue all throughout the night. Even once on Darrow’s direwolf. It’s safe to say not one of them had any sleep that night. Even so, in the morning, Thor and Star return to each other. Thanking Darrow for the wonderful night and promising many lavishes.

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