Victor's heart rate spiked as Thor leaned in, he could detect the faint hint of lust and desire, key pheremonal traces that were for him, easy to pick up on. He tilted his head slightly, ear pressing that little bit closer to Thor's lips, a slight, but noticable tremor running through the big feral as Thor's breath washed over his ear.
Victor listened to Thor's words as their eyes met, to the feral it felt like a spark ran between them as amber eyes met rich blue, Thor's words drawing a soft, barely audiable rumble from the feral. It wasn't a threat, far far from it, but one of..anticipation, he could already picture Thor above him..over him..draped over his back..on his chest..part of his mind imagined the scent, the feel, the heat..and that's why Victor growled gently.
Victor's arm tensed under Thor's hand, not to shy away, but to give the Asgardian a bit more to grip and he could not help but smile. "Ya know...that does sound...pritty good..more like a dream than a real offer...'cause..folks like me don't get to be with...well..amazin'..honourable males like you..." Far from smooth words, but Victor was..for one of the first times in a LONG time actually a bit nervous, and it showed.
"But yes..its what I want Thor..with all my heart..its what I want."