“Gods, I hope not,” Steve answered with a low grown, curling back around Thor and holding tightly to him, pressing his face into the other’s neck and shoulder. “I’m quite content to simply lay here with you for a few more hours if possible.”
Thor practically purred as Steve curled into him, arms holding him close and safe. “I can certainly get behind that.” He mused, one hand moving to run his finger through Steve’s hair. “I am not leaving again, my love. I am here to stay.” He swore.
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