As much as it sent shivers down his spine, Peter couldn't look away from Thor's eyes. This was good because Thor's mouth was trouble, the smile on the side of sinful, and Peter could never resist it. How and when did he fall so strongly and so deep he didn't dare to think about on a normal day, but tonight it all felt easier, it felt right.
A pleased sigh went past his lips once he was gently lowered to the bed and strong hands massaged his legs, almost distracting him from the plan. Almost. "Not at all, I like this kind of audience."
Thor was welcome to interrupt him if he wanted. Until that happened, Peter would get to work because he was going to need properly prepared. It had been a while since he's been with another man, years, actually, and Thor wasn't small. Uncapping the flask, Peter poured a generous amount of lube in his fingers and spread his legs, then pauses, reconsidering his position. Perhaps it was not the best to do this but the right one to give Thor a view, and he found himself wanting to make it good for the other man.
Hm...hold my leg up? Peter said casually, fingers trailing down his lower belly slowly as he raised his left leg and pressed the sole of the foot against Thor's shoulder. If the god wanted to touch, he could wrap his hand around Peter's ankle and make sure that no matter what happens, he wasn't going to close his legs or move away.
The guardian made a show of sliding his hand further down his body, arching his back off the bed to expose himself further, and brush the pad of his finger against his entrance.
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A pleased sigh went past his lips once he was gently lowered to the bed and strong hands massaged his legs, almost distracting him from the plan. Almost. "Not at all, I like this kind of audience."
Thor was welcome to interrupt him if he wanted. Until that happened, Peter would get to work because he was going to need properly prepared. It had been a while since he's been with another man, years, actually, and Thor wasn't small. Uncapping the flask, Peter poured a generous amount of lube in his fingers and spread his legs, then pauses, reconsidering his position. Perhaps it was not the best to do this but the right one to give Thor a view, and he found himself wanting to make it good for the other man.
Hm...hold my leg up? Peter said casually, fingers trailing down his lower belly slowly as he raised his left leg and pressed the sole of the foot against Thor's shoulder. If the god wanted to touch, he could wrap his hand around Peter's ankle and make sure that no matter what happens, he wasn't going to close his legs or move away.
The guardian made a show of sliding his hand further down his body, arching his back off the bed to expose himself further, and brush the pad of his finger against his entrance.