Another tiny snippet of Thor and Ellie. I know it's very short but I just wanted to get it on here along with the other part. Hope you enjoy reading it!
Thor raised his hand to knock on her door hesitating only for a moment as he listened to her strumming gently from the other side. With a smile he allowed his hand to fall against the door knocking quietly, he felt himself almost saddened when she stopped playing and his heart beat picked up when he heard her call out for him to come in.
"Ellie..." He began nervously and she smiled up at him. "Well I was wondering if I could sit with you? I like music and you play nice music and I, well I should very much like to watch you play. " He stumbled out the words and her smile grew with every word.
"Yeah sure.." She began patting the space on the bed next to her and he smiled bashfully as he sat. "You know you're very sweet to say that but I'm really not very good yet so remember you asked for this." Thor laughed heartily at this and slapped her shoulder gently.
"Ellie you are truly wonderful, please play for me." He said grinning brightly, his nerves dissipated, replaced by the warmth of her smile. Taking a deep and slightly nervous breath in, Ellie held the instrument tightly to her and positioned her fingers into a chord on the strings. Picking the strings delicately she played a gentle song she had been working on. It wasn't much to her, the highs and lows of loneliness, that's how the song had come to be and the tune of it suited that feeling very well she had thought but she also thought it needed a lot of work until she would be completely satisfied with it.
Thor listened, his eyes never leaving hers as she focused on each movement, each chord, each moment and he felt home. There on Elsie's bed watching her play her guitar. He wished to hold her in his arms as she played, to feel her hair resting on his chest tickling his skin. To see her breast rise and fall with each breath she took. As he watched her, completely oblivious to the way his eyes had softened, the longing that lingered in them, he realised in that moment the most obvious truth, as clear as day yet up until that moment he had been completely blind. That flutter in his heart, the breath hitched in his throat, the fire that grew from deep within him that needed to rise up and spill out of him in glorious passion. He was in love.