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Title: first ones to see
Fandom: The Avengers
Pairing: Thor/Bruce
Prompt: snowflake
Words: 565 words
first ones to see
Outside of the tower, the snow was coming down in white out conditions. Thor and Bruce had settled down on the couch in the common lounge some time ago to watch some television while the others were busy. They'd drift in eventually, but until then it was just the two of them.
Bruce had fallen asleep an hour or so before, sliding from Thor's shoulder into his lap. The cat ears he'd had for a week twitched every so often; Thor would miss them when the enchantment that caused them eventually faded away. He thought that they were adorable and a perfect match to their owner, nestled in Bruce's dark brown hair.
Absently, Thor trailed his fingers through Bruce's hair and traced the ears. The fur was soft under the pads of his fingers and the ears twitched to attention as Thor touched them. When Thor gently scratched them at their base, a purr rumbled from deep in Bruce's throat.
Smiling at the sound, Thor continued to softly massage Bruce's ears and scalp. He felt Bruce twitch under his hand and curl up tighter on the couch; his hand fisted and unfisted in the fabric of Thor's pants as he woke up.
He was still purring as he pushed himself up before the pieces clicked together for Bruce and he realized that it was himself making that sound. Bruce shot up and stared at Thor with wide eyes, cheeks turning an exquisite shade of red as he did.
“What are you doing?” Bruce asked, cheeks red. The purring stopped for a moment before it picked up again as Thor gently stroked Bruce's cat ears and Bruce shivered, rubbing up into Thor's hand.
“Admiring your ears.” Thor kept his voice quiet. “Would you like me to stop?”
“I'm purring,” Bruce replied, pouting. “That is ridiculous for a grown man; I should not be purring, Thor. I'm not a cat.”
“No, you're certainly not a cat,” Thor ran his fingers through Bruce's hair, cupping the back of his head. “But you do, currently, have the ears of one.”
Bruce tilted his head to the side, ears twitching, “And you like them.”
“They're yours,” Thor replied with a smile. “That makes them perfect.”
“I wish you'd stop touching them, though,” Bruce mumbled, cheeks turning, if possible, an even brighter shade of red. “It, um, it...”
One of Thor's hands smoothed up the side of Bruce's face, cupping his chin and nudging his face down so Thor could meet his eyes, “You do not need to be shy about your desires, Bruce. Not with me.”
“They... um, when you touch them, it... feels good.” Bruce ducked his head, hiding it against Thor's collar as he pressed up against him. The fur of his ears tickled against Thor's skin. “Really, really good.”
Thor only hesitated briefly before he lightly pinched one of Bruce's ears and stroked it, running his thumb over the soft fur and smiling as Bruce purred and shivered. Bruce's hands gripped Thor's shirt tightly as he snuggled closer to Thor, purr reverberating from deep within his chest.
“How about we not do this on the couch?” Bruce said, pressing a light kiss under Thor's jaw. “I don't want anyone walking in on us and I don't think they'd appreciate it either. Plus, I don't think you're overly fond of sharing.”
With a final stroke to Bruce's hair and ears, Thor nodded, “Not particularly. Perhaps we should retreat to our rooms.”
“Yeah,” Bruce replied. “Let's.”
FIN.
Title: first ones to see
Fandom: The Avengers
Pairing: Thor/Bruce
Prompt: snowflake
Words: 565 words
Outside of the tower, the snow was coming down in white out conditions. Thor and Bruce had settled down on the couch in the common lounge some time ago to watch some television while the others were busy. They'd drift in eventually, but until then it was just the two of them.
Bruce had fallen asleep an hour or so before, sliding from Thor's shoulder into his lap. The cat ears he'd had for a week twitched every so often; Thor would miss them when the enchantment that caused them eventually faded away. He thought that they were adorable and a perfect match to their owner, nestled in Bruce's dark brown hair.
Absently, Thor trailed his fingers through Bruce's hair and traced the ears. The fur was soft under the pads of his fingers and the ears twitched to attention as Thor touched them. When Thor gently scratched them at their base, a purr rumbled from deep in Bruce's throat.
Smiling at the sound, Thor continued to softly massage Bruce's ears and scalp. He felt Bruce twitch under his hand and curl up tighter on the couch; his hand fisted and unfisted in the fabric of Thor's pants as he woke up.
He was still purring as he pushed himself up before the pieces clicked together for Bruce and he realized that it was himself making that sound. Bruce shot up and stared at Thor with wide eyes, cheeks turning an exquisite shade of red as he did.
“What are you doing?” Bruce asked, cheeks red. The purring stopped for a moment before it picked up again as Thor gently stroked Bruce's cat ears and Bruce shivered, rubbing up into Thor's hand.
“Admiring your ears.” Thor kept his voice quiet. “Would you like me to stop?”
“I'm purring,” Bruce replied, pouting. “That is ridiculous for a grown man; I should not be purring, Thor. I'm not a cat.”
“No, you're certainly not a cat,” Thor ran his fingers through Bruce's hair, cupping the back of his head. “But you do, currently, have the ears of one.”
Bruce tilted his head to the side, ears twitching, “And you like them.”
“They're yours,” Thor replied with a smile. “That makes them perfect.”
“I wish you'd stop touching them, though,” Bruce mumbled, cheeks turning, if possible, an even brighter shade of red. “It, um, it...”
One of Thor's hands smoothed up the side of Bruce's face, cupping his chin and nudging his face down so Thor could meet his eyes, “You do not need to be shy about your desires, Bruce. Not with me.”
“They... um, when you touch them, it... feels good.” Bruce ducked his head, hiding it against Thor's collar as he pressed up against him. The fur of his ears tickled against Thor's skin. “Really, really good.”
Thor only hesitated briefly before he lightly pinched one of Bruce's ears and stroked it, running his thumb over the soft fur and smiling as Bruce purred and shivered. Bruce's hands gripped Thor's shirt tightly as he snuggled closer to Thor, purr reverberating from deep within his chest.
“How about we not do this on the couch?” Bruce said, pressing a light kiss under Thor's jaw. “I don't want anyone walking in on us and I don't think they'd appreciate it either. Plus, I don't think you're overly fond of sharing.”
With a final stroke to Bruce's hair and ears, Thor nodded, “Not particularly. Perhaps we should retreat to our rooms.”
“Yeah,” Bruce replied. “Let's.”
FIN.