Prologue
Third Person P.O.V.
"I'm not sure about this visiting Asgard thing Thor," Jane whispers to her lover in the darkness of their room. They had just got done with another round of sex and Jane was using Thor's bare chest as a pillow while the Thor was stroking Jane's hair.
"Why not? The nine realms are safe, the dark elves have been vanquished, the Asgardians and Jotunns are at peace, what could you be unsure about my love?"
Jane sighs and sits up letting the sheets fall to expose her breasts, not that she cares,"Last time we visited your world your mother and your brother died protecting me. I don't want anyone else to die trying to protect me."
The usually loud and cheerful God was now quiet and solemn at Jane's words.
"Jane, no ones blames you for the death of Frigga nor the death of Loki. Everybody knows if you were able to prevent these tragedies that you would. You have nothing to fear, all is right with the Nine Realms, as they should be. Do not fret things will fine, I promise."
The scientist couldn't help but smile at his words, Thor always knew how to cheer everyone up. It's why people liked him so much. That and it was always amusing to watch Thor try to "conquer" the "magic box" (the television).
"Alright, we'll go to Asgard."
Though it was dark Jane could imagine the big grin that occupied her lover's face, "Excellent, now I believe we were busy with something."
A lust filled chuckle passes her lips right before the God of Thunder brings her down so their lips could meet for the third time that night.