Reunited thorXjane fanfiction

Ch.11 ice shower

"Alright." She said, brushing her hair behind her ear again as she reached over, pulling the blanket back and moving into the bed. She sat up, taking her spot closest to the wall as he had instructed. Thor walked over, looking down at the bed before sitting down beside her. He kept one foot off the bed with his weight on the floor, testing the strength of the bed before moving it off the floor and on the bed with them.

Jane watched him before lying down, with Thor on the bed she didn't have much room and had suddenly became hyperaware of just how little she had to move before her body brushed against his. Thor was struggling with how to lay comfortably, not to mention even with just the pants on he was becoming uncomfortably warm. Eventually, he couldn't stand it.

"Jane." He said simply, turning his head to look over to her, the closer distance between them made it easier to see one another.

"What?" She asked curiously.

"The temperature is very high." He explained.

"It's cold to every once else, they turned the heater on...I don't think I could get them to turn it down." Jane explained, "I don't know how to make it less hot." She added to clarify.

"Would it be inappropriate if I were to take the sleeping trousers off?" Thor questioned.

"I...I don't suppose so, if you'd be more comfortable, it's fine." Jane replied with a nod that Thor returned before standing up. He pulled the pants off, stepping out of them and then walking back to place them folded up in his bag. He then made his way back to the bed and laid down. Jane had pulled most of the blanket to her side by then so he wouldn't have to mess with it. "Goodnight, Thor." Jane said softly, "I'm really glad you came back." She added, leaning over to kiss his cheek.

Thor looked down at her for a moment, "Goodnight, Jane." He replied and then leaned down, his lips pressing to hers for a moment.

This was the moment that Jane had been in anticipation and dreading since she spotted him in the hallway. The only kiss shared between them had been in a moment of desperation and rashness. She hadn't thought about it, she just did it. She knew there was a possibility of not receiving the same chance again and within those few hours they had been through enough she thought they warranted it. Yet, the possibility that that kiss could be followed by another, and that she could feel the same rush of adrenaline and passion behind it was inconceivable at times to her.

Yet, he had done it. He had followed the kiss with another, completely different kiss. It was soft, and almost casual. Little to no thought behind it, but not fueled by a feeling of last chances, but of the start of many more to come. She could feel him pulling away and instinctively reached up to cup his cheek and keep his face close to hers as she returned the kiss.

He did not resist, he moved his arm over her to rest his hand on the bed beside her as he leaned over her, continuing the kiss. He wanted to run his hand through her hair, touch her in another way, but he was too self-conscious of his size to trust his weight on anything else but himself. Jane however had free range to do what she wished, her hand moved from his cheek and into his hair, bushing it back as her fingers ran through it. Her other hand hesitantly at first reached up, fingers brushing over his chest that she had been tempted to feel since she first saw it.

The kiss deepened, to the point it surpassed their first kiss. Thor shifted even more, his leg moving to cross over hers and rest on his knee between her legs on the bed. Jane pulled back slowly, her lips lingering on his, but to her surprise he responded much as she had before and leaned down further; not allowing her out so quickly. She took a deep breath, arm wrapping over his shoulder. She wanted him closer, but Thor was still hesitant to allow his weight to be held up by anything but himself.