The little flex of the bicep being kneaded was instinctive, Victor could feel Thor's strong fingers lightly squeezing his bicep and as their eyes met, Victor felt his heart pound.
Listening to Thor's praise made him realise how far he'd come, to be recognised as something different to what he was...to be..accepted, welcomed...liked for it..it made it worth it, all of it, the months of isolation, the mental battles with himself, the fear of being hunted, found and thrown away again because he KNEW he'd regress..it was all worth it.
When Thor nibbled his ear..it sent an electric shock through Victor, his ears were sensitive, darn sensitive and it made the big Feral groan. His arm curled round Thor's broad back, pulling the other blond a little bit closer so he could press his face against Thor's neck.