Chapter 7: Gods And Hunger

Author's note: Hey guys! Again sorry it's been so long, but school is almost over! I'll tell you guys now it will be awhile before I post another chapter, since summer's starting. I'll try; just don't give up on me. Anyway, thanks to all who reviewed, and please r/r. it gives me motivation. Bumblewolf out!

My eyes found a chiseled chest first. Water droplets still glistened on his chest, defining his bulging muscles and tanned skin. My eyes roved up towards his face, marveling at how different his face was from Loki's. Loki had the blackest hair, whereas Thor had silky blonde hair, which was at the moment, dripping wet. His eyes, a beautiful blue expressed exuberance and kindness, unlike Loki's, which were a dark green and held anger and sadness. It amazed me how different their personalities could seem, despite being raised in the same household.

My brain took another second to register the fact that he only wore a towel wrapped around his waist. I averted my eyes to the ground at the revelation, my cheeks flaming. I didn't think he noticed me, for he padded softly towards his dresser and opened it, searching for clothes.

My eyes, not under my consent, wandered to Thor's back, marveling at how muscled it was. I couldn't help but appreciate the way they moved as he searched for a more suitable wardrobe.

So enamored was I in Thor's back, I barely had time to register he had found his desired clothing and was tugging on the towel. My eyes widened and I loudly cleared my throat. Thor immediately stopped in his movements and glanced over his shoulder at me, a small smirk playing on his lips. It made me think he knew I had been oogling him. Maybe he did. He is a god after all. My brain remarked.

After a few more seconds when neither of us had spoken, I cleared my throat again.

"Umm, your food is here, my prince," I said quietly, bowing my head. Thor chuckled softly, a rich baritone sound filtered from his lips. I could see his feet come closer as he moved towards me. My heart beat so loud, I swore he could hear it.

He stopped to stand next to me and leaned forward, taking a deep breath, smelling the food. His bare arm brushed against mine, sending goosebumps across my skin. My eyes flicked up towards Thor, to notice he had neglected to throw a shirt on, but to my relief, he'd at least had the courtesy to put on pants. I got the impression he did it on purpose. That jerk. I thought, scowling slightly. He was probably used to women fawning over him and just couldn't resist showing off his body. I mentally rolled my eyes, staring at Thor's closed ones.

All of a sudden his eyes opened and flicked to mine. I jumped slightly, and was taken aback at the abrupt contact. I gasped softly, marveling at how blue his eyes were.

It was if he'd captured a glittering ocean in his skull. They were a beautiful sky blue with traces of gold dotted around the pupils. His eyes seemed to glow, pulling me in deeper. He said something, but so immersed was I , in my staring, I didn't hear him. He cleared his throat to get my attention.

I snapped out of my daze and shook my head, embarrassed. "Excuse me?" I asked, my cheeks burning. Thor smiled, revealing perfect, sparkling white teeth. God isn't there anything about him that's not perfect! My mind raged. Well, his arrogance, for one. I thought, satisfied with finding at least one imperfection. "I said, it smells delicious. Made from Asgard's finest, I presume?" He winked at me, giving me the impression he was flirting. I was in disbelief.

First off, his voice sounded heavenly, like wind chimes, with a deep timbre to it, and reminded me of a bright, warm, sunny spring day. It sounded comforting and ensured protection.

Second off, I was positively sure he was flirting with me. Me! A servant! It went against all Asgard customs. Then again, Thor was a man and a god no less. I guess he could bend the rules when it came to women. I didn't hear them complaining.

"I hope you enjoy the food, my prince, I said, bowing slightly, surprised at how composed I sounded. "Oh, I will." He said, turning towards me, no longer interested in the food. I couldn't help but feel embarrassed as Thor's eyes roamed over my features, no doubt pitying me. After a moment his eyes stopped to my face as a look of shock crossed his.

"Your eyes.." He leaned closer to get a better look. I jerked back, a panic siren ringing in my head. Or so I thought. It was really my watch, signaling another delivery. I sighed, as Thor leaned back, a look of disappointment evident on his face. Saved by the siren. I thought relieved. "If you will excuse me sir, it seems I have another delivery to make." I quickly turned on my heel and began to walk out the door, when a deep rumble resounded from my belly.

The noise shocked me, as I had all but forgotten my hunger for the moment. Thor seemed to hear it too, because a laugh escaped his lips, before he grabbed my arm and said, "Now surely you can't go running off on an empty stomach?"

I froze, as Thor's muscular hand wrapped around my thin forearm. A wave of fear washed over me as my position in the situation hit me. All I have to do is say the wrong word and he could snap my arm off. I fearfully thought, as I closed my eyes, before turning around in dread and terror, to face the God of Thunder.