[ There's always a thrill associated with the sensation of being very literally swept up into Thor's arms, she's never quite fully prepared for it, but she loves it all the same. She's also long since grown to trust him to the point where she doesn't feel the need to flail for a grip when he's fully supporting her, instead she's more deliberate about looping her arms around his neck for the closeness rather than any worry that he might drop her. She knows exactly where he's taking her too, and the awareness only deepens the flush that's made her cheeks pink, and she feels like her heart might be trying to literally jump out of her chest as she slides from his arms to the bed.
She's propping herself up there while he strips out of his clothes, because despite the blush she's not actually shy a out watching him very closely, her eyes trailing over every curve and line of muscle of a body that she knows very intimately. And while there have been some changes, it's still very much the man that she's so hopelessly in love with, still.
It could be that she's putting on an attractive view for him too, though she's not thinking about it, she just happens to be stretched out on the bed in a way that would draw attention to her own softer curves, completely bare but not at all cold now. Though she's eager to welcome him into her arms again when he joins her. ]
And mine's always missing something when you're not here. [ She pauses to kiss him, arching herself up into him and raking her fingers down his back, because as much as she revels in the fact that she gets to see him like this, she also wants to feel him. In every way they can twine themselves together. ] No one else has ever made me feel like this.
[ Thor has thought of her as the most attractive person he's ever seen and it stays true to right now. She lays back on the bed, ready and willing for him, and he could stare at her for hours. Their time together was special regardless of being temporary, but it is not temporary now. He lives in the here and now. Moment to moment. And right then, there is only Jane Foster. Loki and the turmoil he was in is forgotten. No one arrests his attention like her.
Thor sighs as he fits his body down against hers, careful not to put too much of his weight on her beautiful and petite frame. She arches up and he rocks down, letting her feel his immediate desire for her. He was already getting hard from the moment she stood there in nothing and let him look at her, and now he has anticipation curling in his stomach. He leans in and kisses her deeply, passionately, nothing holding them back now or reasons for them to take this slow. He curls a hand over her side down to her hip and then her thigh, squeezing it.
Thor would keep rocking against her but instead she can feel his mouth curl into a smile against hers before he breaks away. He kisses his way down her small frame, taking a few moments at the curve of her neck, glancing up at her when his mouth moves down the middle of her chest. He needs Jane all over him, on his tongue, swallowing him up so he smells of her, tastes only her. ]
Let me remind you why no one else can.
[ Is there an edge of possessiveness? Maybe. Not enough to ever tell his beloved Jane what to do with her life, but he does like being special to her, he likes knowing the two of them can come back to each other again and again. Thor nuzzles her chest and then curls his tongue around one of her nipples, sucking gently to get it hard. He brings his hand up to lick at his fingers and use them on her other nipple, wet enough to rub it into awakeness too.
He can only resist for too long before he hungrily kisses his way down more and more, his mouth trailing in a tauntingly slow search for where he knows they both want to be. Thor glances up her body from his vantage point betwen her soft legs. ]
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She's propping herself up there while he strips out of his clothes, because despite the blush she's not actually shy a out watching him very closely, her eyes trailing over every curve and line of muscle of a body that she knows very intimately. And while there have been some changes, it's still very much the man that she's so hopelessly in love with, still.
It could be that she's putting on an attractive view for him too, though she's not thinking about it, she just happens to be stretched out on the bed in a way that would draw attention to her own softer curves, completely bare but not at all cold now. Though she's eager to welcome him into her arms again when he joins her. ]
And mine's always missing something when you're not here. [ She pauses to kiss him, arching herself up into him and raking her fingers down his back, because as much as she revels in the fact that she gets to see him like this, she also wants to feel him. In every way they can twine themselves together. ] No one else has ever made me feel like this.
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Thor sighs as he fits his body down against hers, careful not to put too much of his weight on her beautiful and petite frame. She arches up and he rocks down, letting her feel his immediate desire for her. He was already getting hard from the moment she stood there in nothing and let him look at her, and now he has anticipation curling in his stomach. He leans in and kisses her deeply, passionately, nothing holding them back now or reasons for them to take this slow. He curls a hand over her side down to her hip and then her thigh, squeezing it.
Thor would keep rocking against her but instead she can feel his mouth curl into a smile against hers before he breaks away. He kisses his way down her small frame, taking a few moments at the curve of her neck, glancing up at her when his mouth moves down the middle of her chest. He needs Jane all over him, on his tongue, swallowing him up so he smells of her, tastes only her. ]
Let me remind you why no one else can.
[ Is there an edge of possessiveness? Maybe. Not enough to ever tell his beloved Jane what to do with her life, but he does like being special to her, he likes knowing the two of them can come back to each other again and again. Thor nuzzles her chest and then curls his tongue around one of her nipples, sucking gently to get it hard. He brings his hand up to lick at his fingers and use them on her other nipple, wet enough to rub it into awakeness too.
He can only resist for too long before he hungrily kisses his way down more and more, his mouth trailing in a tauntingly slow search for where he knows they both want to be. Thor glances up her body from his vantage point betwen her soft legs. ]
Would this remind you, love?