She wondered if the feel of his lips on her hand would ever stop making her grin like a goofball. She hoped not.
"I’m glad." She turned his hand over and kissed his palm, where a small red welt was beginning to form.
"Let’s get you cleaned up."
The way she blushed never ceased to make him smile – the awkward grin she had was incredibly endearing to him. But his was his turn to grin like an idiot when she returned the favour. “Do I need cleaning?”
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"Nah, I think you’re good with just a brushing-off." She turned him around and swiped at his back, knocking off a few clumps of dirt that had stuck themselves to his back. As for his ass… well, that needed attention to, but she didn’t want to cross a line. She thought about it, though, and that made her bush deepen.
Thor would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy Jane's pat down – he pursed a smile while his back was faced to her. Though he was disappointed she didn't brush off his rear. Turning back around when she stopped, Thor looked down at her with a grin. "Better?"
