Pride

“You’re awake.”

It was more of a statement than a question. Thanos’ rough voice pulled me out of my haze, and I managed to crack my eyes open all the way. Silk sheets, a soft pillow - I didn’t want to leave this bed, even if I were sharing it with someone like Thanos.

“I’m not used to luxuries like this.”

“Right. I forgot that a warm bed isn’t something you’re used to.”

“I don’t want to leave,” I heard Thanos chuckle at my words. After a moment, his big hand began stroking my shoulder. I melted into his touch, lolling my head back until I felt it hit his shoulder.

One round of sex had tired me out - I was sated, and I wondered if Thanos was as well. I didn’t have the stamina that the other alien women in his harem had, which should have made me even less desirable. Yet I wasn’t, to him.

“Are you sore?”

I snorted, finally mustering the strength to roll over and face him. Focusing on his bare chest, I murmured, “A bit.” 

He hummed. His small touches to my back didn’t stop, and after another moment, he removed his hand and stood. I ogled at his bare backside as he thumped across the room, through an adjacent door and out of sight. Then I saw him peek around the corner and beckon for me to follow.

“You need to bathe.” 

“Are you saying that I smell?”

“A bit of warm water would do you some good,” Thanos shrugged. “For your muscles.”

He was right. Just looking at the huge pool of water made my muscles clench - Thanos padded forward, entering first, before extending a palm to me.

The minute I took his hand he yanked me forward, into the hot water. I yelped, grasping his shoulders before sinking down and letting out a sigh of contentment. Thanos watched, hooking an arm around my waist.

I wrapped my arms around his in return. I felt him stiffen, realizing too late that the gesture seemed intimate. Scolding myself, I opted to hold on - what did I have to lose, anyway?

We swayed for a bit, sinking farther beneath the warm water. The lights were dimmed and the air smelled sweet, the aroma unfamiliar, but not at all unpleasant.

“We have these on Earth,” I murmured. When Thanos didn’t reply, I added, “natural springs. Pools of water that form above a volcano. You can sit in them, relax.” 

“We had those on my planet as well.” 

I glanced up, finally releasing Thanos and letting myself fall beneath the water, until it was up to my neck. I tilted my head to the side. “Titan, right? That’s your planet?” 

“It was my planet. Overpopulation, war, fickle things, destroyed it. It’s nothing now. Just rock.”

“Sounds familiar. Earth wasn’t in very good shape when I left it. After I was taken from it,” I let out a sigh. “Men in armor were flying around, god’s were falling from the sky...maybe it’s a good thing I’m not there anymore.”

“All of that will be remedied, someday,” Thanos said softly. Before I could ask what he meant, his fingers were doing devilish, pleasurable things to my skin. “Since we have nowhere to be at the moment, we might as well pass the time.”

I giggled. His touches tickled, almost, and he was smirking, amused. When I batted his hand away, he scooped me up. Hooking my legs around his waist, I murmured, “I thought we were supposed to be bathing.” 

“We will, we will. Be patient-”

“I’m not complaining - oh!” Thanos slipped a finger between my legs, and my knees nearly buckled - I recovered, throwing my head back and chuckling. The noises soon turned to begs, coos, and praises. Thanos added another finger, pistoning them in and at breakneck speed. “So good, yes, yes-”

“Turn around, hands on the edge-”

“I-”

“I said turn around, whore!”

I obeyed, bracing my palms against the tile edge. I knew what he was going to do, and I was already wet and ready for him - water sloshed as Thanos moved his big body behind me, gripping my hips with bruising force. Very, very slowly I felt him slide his dick between my cheeks, before slipping himself past my folds and claiming my cunt with one, hard push.

My nails scraped against the tile and I bit down so hard on my lower lip that I tasted blood. The noise that came from my mouth was downright pornographic, and I heard Thanos growl, “Move.

I moved, fucking myself on his dick, nipples hardening as they brushed against the smooth surface of the water.

“I want you to repeat after me, little human,” Thanos purred, the noise so low that it was barely audible. He rested one palm against the small of my back, still insisting that I do the work. I welcomed it. “Can you do that?” 

“Y-yes, Master-”

“Good. Say this: 'my tight little cunt belongs to my master.'”

Sputtering, I squeezed my eyes shut. When I opened them, I practically wailed, “My tight little cunt belongs to my master!”

“Again .”

I repeated the words. Thanos’ breathing was labored, his grunts getting more erratic. I felt him twitch inside me, and I increased my pace. My eyes drifted from the pristine, tilted floor to the door - and that was when my movements slowed, unintentionally.

Thanos was occupied, staring, watching his dick disappear in and out of my pussy. But my eyes caught a figure peering through the cracked door, a recognizable figure - I would know those spindly legs and cold eyes, even after death. 

Ebony Maw’s other hand was beneath his cloak, working away at something near his crotch, eyes wide as he watched Thanos and I. He was unmoving, lips pressed into a line.

Before I could comment, let Thanos know that one of his children was peeping and jerking himself off, Thanos gave a bellow - Maw was quick to disappear, slithering away while Thanos leaned over and pressed his mouth against my shoulder. His words were unintelligible as he murmured, teeth nipping away at my skin, sending pinpricks of pleasure from my brain, through my spine.

“Ah, shit,” I gasped, clenching around him, milking every last drop. We came together, riding out the wave of euphoria.

“Beautiful,” Thanos breathed. “ Mine. Only mine.”

I turned to face him, peering into his hazel eyes. They softened, and I dared to stand on my tiptoes, pressing a chaste kiss against his mouth.

“Do that again.” 

I smiled, and obeyed. The kiss lingered, this time, and when I pulled away, Thanos seemed perplexed.

“None of my other women have bothered to show such affection.”

“I’m not like them. I don’t want to be like them - I’m...not them.”

“You want to be better?”

“No,” I sighed. “I...I want to be me, first and foremost. I don’t want to pretend.” 

“The others - they pretend,” Thanos moved around me, smoothing a strand of hair from my face. “Yet you don’t. You want to be here. You long for it.”

Shit.

My face flushed red, and I gnawed on my lower lip. Beneath the water, my fists clenched as Thanos rounded on me, staring down.

“I do.”

“You long for me?”

“I do.”

“Why?”

“You’re strong. Powerful,” I admitted. There was a hitch in my voice, but Thanos managed to coax it out of me. “I feel things, when I’m with you. Protected. Wanted. I like that - I’ve missed it. On Earth, I was alone. Even as your whore, I’m worth something-”

“You’re not a whore. Not after today,” Thanos replied softly. “You want to be worth even more?”

“Yes.”

“Then I will make you worth more,” I glanced up, puzzled, but intrigued. He cradled my head between his big palms, like he always did when we were together. Then he said confidently, “You, little human, are being promoted.”