[Thor has felt himself feel something gradually stronger for Bryn fairly steadily over the course of their relationship. It doesn't surprise him, really. He knows himself, he knows he's a romantic guy.
In a way, holding himself back from rushing in has made it all the better. He knows her on levels more intimate than just sex. He knows her hopes and her fears, and she knows his.
The things that have held him back have slowly become less and less important. It's almost like he's tricking himself, spending so many days and nights with her, letting his thoughts drift to her, finding reasons to be around her.
That she makes him so happy is something he truly values now, more than anything.
He smiles down at her.]
It's complicated. [He admits, he holds her hand and lifts it to one of the circles, covering her hand with his, he twists it and it unscrews. The top section of his armor and cape lifts off easily, leaving him with his armored vest under.
He turns so his back faces her, lifting his hair up and revealing a small row of ties. It's like a less fitted corset.]
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In a way, holding himself back from rushing in has made it all the better. He knows her on levels more intimate than just sex. He knows her hopes and her fears, and she knows his.
The things that have held him back have slowly become less and less important. It's almost like he's tricking himself, spending so many days and nights with her, letting his thoughts drift to her, finding reasons to be around her.
That she makes him so happy is something he truly values now, more than anything.
He smiles down at her.]
It's complicated. [He admits, he holds her hand and lifts it to one of the circles, covering her hand with his, he twists it and it unscrews. The top section of his armor and cape lifts off easily, leaving him with his armored vest under.
He turns so his back faces her, lifting his hair up and revealing a small row of ties. It's like a less fitted corset.]