He was content enough to let Peter look, though that whimper of a moan made him chuckle again, as did the flush that followed, and he couldn't help but smile outright as he pressed himself close again.

One hand settled between them to work Peter's pants open while the other slid up his arm, kneading at bunching muscles as he went, slow and deliberate and finally giving his wrist a tug, dropping the loop of Peter's arms over Thor's head so that the tangle of shirt would hold them there against the back of his neck, at least for a time. Which was when he dipped, pressing a kiss to the hollow of Peter's throat as he used one hand to slide the other man's pants down with one deft movement and a low murmur of: "Step out."

The reason for the order, as well as the placement of Peter's arms, was made clear a moment later when he revealed that he had the leverage to actually lift Peter up when he straightened, the hand that had worked his pants open sliding over his thigh and around to the curve of his ass to actually hold him up, trusting that Peter would get his legs around Thor's waist on his own.