[ For the first time he's getting damp since he kept the storm off him but now feels how wet he got her, which he feels terrible about. But Jane never let that sort of thing hold her back and he knows that. They did give him impressive quarters considering he was seen right away as royalty, which only seemed natural and right to him. It is nice and very private, although Jim's been staying with him since they were required to be married almost instantly. He seems to be out though, which is for the best. He hasn't yet decided how to navigate multiple romantic entanglements at once.
Thor does gaze at her back when she starts stripping down. She's turned away from him so he would try to give her modesty, but she doesn't seem to mind and he misses being able to drink her in. His beautiful Jane. Just the sight of her dark hair and graceful back makes him want to touch her. The fact she came to his 'rescue' or the site of his emotional meltdown and brought him back to Earth he's grateful for, and the longing is evident in how he looks at her, like usual.
He snaps out of it when she looks over her shoulder, a little sheepish since he's caught staring, moving briefly out of sight into the closet. He plans on taking some of what they have here back to the ship if the Sarano give him permission, he's not going to steal them of course, but he could use a few changes of shirt. Likely not the pants. They are far too tight, although he wears them as appropriate at these get togethers. These are not his typical shirts either, they look a little more elegant and princely, loose and white, and will easily cover her.
He brings one over to her from the back, respecting she is partially hidden that way on purpose, the turmoil inside of him flickering toward a different sort of deep emotion. Is it wrong to want to hold her close? Thor comes close into her space, feeling her so near, and offers the shirt. He kisses the top of her wet hair.]
My shirts are always yours, my love. Along with everything else that is mine.
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timeasmymeasure
never such a thing as too old! :D
Date: 2021-06-20 05:24 pm (UTC)Thor does gaze at her back when she starts stripping down. She's turned away from him so he would try to give her modesty, but she doesn't seem to mind and he misses being able to drink her in. His beautiful Jane. Just the sight of her dark hair and graceful back makes him want to touch her. The fact she came to his 'rescue' or the site of his emotional meltdown and brought him back to Earth he's grateful for, and the longing is evident in how he looks at her, like usual.
He snaps out of it when she looks over her shoulder, a little sheepish since he's caught staring, moving briefly out of sight into the closet. He plans on taking some of what they have here back to the ship if the Sarano give him permission, he's not going to steal them of course, but he could use a few changes of shirt. Likely not the pants. They are far too tight, although he wears them as appropriate at these get togethers. These are not his typical shirts either, they look a little more elegant and princely, loose and white, and will easily cover her.
He brings one over to her from the back, respecting she is partially hidden that way on purpose, the turmoil inside of him flickering toward a different sort of deep emotion. Is it wrong to want to hold her close? Thor comes close into her space, feeling her so near, and offers the shirt. He kisses the top of her wet hair.]
My shirts are always yours, my love. Along with everything else that is mine.