Alex had shied away from those affections when things had first started. He'd tried hard for it not to matter, not to care and not to feel anything for Thor. But it's hard to ignore anything about Thor and time had done it's number, warming Alex to him, even to the affection.
"I do, I invited you here didn't I?" Alex questioned, looking over the other. He wasn't good at turning work off, especially not since he'd come to SHIELD.
"You did indeed." He replied with a nod, smile breaking out once more, "Though considering hat this is the state I found you in, I wasn't entirely sure as to why."
That was definitely a tease, warm and amused in the way Thor so often was because he couldn't help it, but particularly with those he cared about, "And I suppose your mentioning it means that you invited me here for a reason other than fact-checking a report?"
Alex lifts a shoulder. "I like to keep myself busy," he says simply and the
work is abandoned now that Thor is here.
"I definitely don't need you to fact check a report," he says and shifts to
sit at the edge of the bed, leaning back on his hands as he appraises the
other. "I think you could do with less clothes for what I had in mind."
"Only a little less?" He asked, even as he hooked his thumbs into the hem of his shirt to pull it off up over his head, slinging it over the back of the chair as he made his way that much closer, still just out of arm's reach, but that was for his own benefit as much as anything, let them both have some building anticipation.
One hand toyed at the waist of his pants a moment later, brow arching, "Because I can do 'a lot' instead of just a little, if you prefer."
Alex watches Thor removing his shoulder, his eyes casually moving over him. He thinks not for the first time that they should stop playing this game that things can only be just to sate a need for so long before it's...more. Alex continually guards himself against more but it creeps on the edges, the playful moments, the tender ones, the ones of anger that were in no short supply. He sits up a little more and pushes the encroaching thoughts away.
"A little," Alex doubles down on his original statement with a small smirk.
"Very well." He replied, voice a low, amused rumble once more as he stepped forward putting himself only just within reach, if Alex stretched a little, curious to see just how long he could hold out, how long they both could.
"A little it is, then." There was merriment in his eyes as there so often was, but it wasn't mocking, it was just quiet and pleased, happy to be where he was.
Sometimes, Thor could almost bring out a lightness in Alex, shed away some of the walls and armor built up to survive. He never quite completely lets go even when Thor virtually takes him apart there's always something held back, a measure of control clung to.
"We quite often are, I've found." He replied, inching just a little closer once more, taking his time, waiting to see which of them caved and actually reached out first or if they'd simply end up pressed together, keeping their hands to themselves until the last possible moment, which had happened at least once that he could recall, like some odd game of chicken.
"It seems not much has changed here in my absence." Difficult to say if he meant SHIELD as a whole or just Alex's quarters, it was just as likely that he meant both, or would decide which it had been based on Alex's response.
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"I do, I invited you here didn't I?" Alex questioned, looking over the other. He wasn't good at turning work off, especially not since he'd come to SHIELD.
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That was definitely a tease, warm and amused in the way Thor so often was because he couldn't help it, but particularly with those he cared about, "And I suppose your mentioning it means that you invited me here for a reason other than fact-checking a report?"
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Alex lifts a shoulder. "I like to keep myself busy," he says simply and the work is abandoned now that Thor is here.
"I definitely don't need you to fact check a report," he says and shifts to sit at the edge of the bed, leaning back on his hands as he appraises the other. "I think you could do with less clothes for what I had in mind."
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One hand toyed at the waist of his pants a moment later, brow arching, "Because I can do 'a lot' instead of just a little, if you prefer."
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"A little," Alex doubles down on his original statement with a small smirk.
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"A little it is, then." There was merriment in his eyes as there so often was, but it wasn't mocking, it was just quiet and pleased, happy to be where he was.
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"Glad we're in agreement."
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"It seems not much has changed here in my absence." Difficult to say if he meant SHIELD as a whole or just Alex's quarters, it was just as likely that he meant both, or would decide which it had been based on Alex's response.