[ Typically Thor would try to avert his gaze out of respect for her modesty, but she seems to be intentionally letting him see her and he can hardly be blamed for his gaze lingering. His memories of being with Jane are very vivid, she is hardly forgettable in any sense of the word, but memories are not the same thing as active experience. She is so beautiful. Thor is drawn to her when she leans closer to him, unable to resist coming right up close, staring down at her. ]
Neither of us really needs a shirt.
[ His emotions are in turmoil and the raging storm outside shows that pretty clearly. He let it go and the consequences will be something to worry about later, but she has always been able to calm him, comfort him. Loki and the pain he inspires is shuttled to the side of his mind, another problem to worry about, even as the emotional blood drawn from his actions is internal. How is he supposed to bring Loki back to Earth when he's still acting like this? How is he going to save him from his own man-made tragic fate?
Thor looks down at her, seeking anything but guilt and torment. He reaches out to cup her face in his palm, close enough to her she can feel his body heat, hotter now for being alone in a room with a mostly naked Jane Foster. ]
Long enough to reconcile with the love of my life, I would say.
[ His heart in his one eye, more than willing to get rid of his clothes, but he needs permission from her too. Thor knows what he wants and he is unafraid to say it, yet he always waits to be met halfway, to know that his heart is not alone. He wants to be swept away in her; only in her arms has he known true peace. Jane Foster, the smartest person he knows, the woman with her head in the stars and who can cross a wild storm to find the eye of it fearlessly. ]
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Date: 2021-06-24 02:03 am (UTC)Neither of us really needs a shirt.
[ His emotions are in turmoil and the raging storm outside shows that pretty clearly. He let it go and the consequences will be something to worry about later, but she has always been able to calm him, comfort him. Loki and the pain he inspires is shuttled to the side of his mind, another problem to worry about, even as the emotional blood drawn from his actions is internal. How is he supposed to bring Loki back to Earth when he's still acting like this? How is he going to save him from his own man-made tragic fate?
Thor looks down at her, seeking anything but guilt and torment. He reaches out to cup her face in his palm, close enough to her she can feel his body heat, hotter now for being alone in a room with a mostly naked Jane Foster. ]
Long enough to reconcile with the love of my life, I would say.
[ His heart in his one eye, more than willing to get rid of his clothes, but he needs permission from her too. Thor knows what he wants and he is unafraid to say it, yet he always waits to be met halfway, to know that his heart is not alone. He wants to be swept away in her; only in her arms has he known true peace. Jane Foster, the smartest person he knows, the woman with her head in the stars and who can cross a wild storm to find the eye of it fearlessly. ]