[ Thor does not like texting so he typically always picks voice. Perhaps that is old-fashioned of him, but he is very, very old. Still, from his conversation with David, he decides to followup. His voice is of course very distinctive and booming, warm even through the device. ]
Patrick, my friend! How are you? I wanted to see if you were settling in.
[ David has been working on the surprise for nearly a week. The planning moved incredibly slowly at first, as David was having to organize his honeymoon arrangements while also learning about and trying to manage the customs and expectations of the alien society they're all being forced to play house in. None of it went smoothly, as could be expected with David at the helm of a project, but thankfully it was all completed without a whiff of the preparations accidentally reaching Patrick.
But much like Patrick's clumsy proposal and their hastily re-planned wedding, David's attempt at creating a honeymoon for them ends up going similarly awry. Thor's torrential downpour hits just as David is leading Patrick out into the gardens he's had decorated and filled with food. The star of the show is the gazebo, tastefully draped with sheer curtains, filled with silk cushions, and decked out with so many cut flowers that whatever passes for bees on this planet might end up being a problem, but just as the desired look of recognition is dawning on his husband's face, David hears the boom of thunder and he whips around to scan the clear sky like a nervous rabbit. ]
[ Thor waits until it appears the aphrodisiac has been handled before going to actively see people. While he's not uncomfortable with everything that went on, he still knows that it'd wear off, and it is best to let his mind catch back up. He also considers himself security on the ship which means it is up to him to make certain it is clear for the others! Then he allows himself to collapse because damn, has it been a wild few days even for a god.
By the time he shows up at Patrick's door, he's back to his warm and comfortable self. Thor isn't wearing a jumpsuit, he's in his own black clothing-armor with the gun show on full display. He looks well-rested and knocks on Patrick and David's door. He does have some awareness that there could be awkwardness going on, and that's all the more reason he's decided to just push right past it. Letting things languish is not his way. He checks the ship in general first, doing his duties, but he wants to go back to that moment before it happened when stopping by to see Patrick was easy. He'll make it easy again.
Besides, surely they all know after this experience it was no one's fault. Thor is amazing at compartmentalizing. He knocks firmly, an almost hopeful look in his one eye as he waits. Like a dog looking for a friend. ]
( the first thing harry sends (completely without warning) is a short video of what is very clearly a dildo, turned about to show it from angles, then another video of what is obviously a butt plug presented in the same manner. )
voila if sex appeal is what you want i've got the goods
( oops did he forget to include david in this message. his bad. )
voice, @thor.odinson
Patrick, my friend! How are you? I wanted to see if you were settling in.
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in person~
But much like Patrick's clumsy proposal and their hastily re-planned wedding, David's attempt at creating a honeymoon for them ends up going similarly awry. Thor's torrential downpour hits just as David is leading Patrick out into the gardens he's had decorated and filled with food. The star of the show is the gazebo, tastefully draped with sheer curtains, filled with silk cushions, and decked out with so many cut flowers that whatever passes for bees on this planet might end up being a problem, but just as the desired look of recognition is dawning on his husband's face, David hears the boom of thunder and he whips around to scan the clear sky like a nervous rabbit. ]
What the fuck?
♥
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HERE WE GO
By the time he shows up at Patrick's door, he's back to his warm and comfortable self. Thor isn't wearing a jumpsuit, he's in his own black clothing-armor with the gun show on full display. He looks well-rested and knocks on Patrick and David's door. He does have some awareness that there could be awkwardness going on, and that's all the more reason he's decided to just push right past it. Letting things languish is not his way. He checks the ship in general first, doing his duties, but he wants to go back to that moment before it happened when stopping by to see Patrick was easy. He'll make it easy again.
Besides, surely they all know after this experience it was no one's fault. Thor is amazing at compartmentalizing. He knocks firmly, an almost hopeful look in his one eye as he waits. Like a dog looking for a friend. ]
yells
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can wrap here she says a month later lol
un; davidrose
Sort of like a job, but not really.
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text — @drake, slightly nsfw
voila
if sex appeal is what you want
i've got the goods
( oops did he forget to include david in this message. his bad. )
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during the space pirate event;