Victor's hands slowly swept down, lightly squeezing Thor's slightly hairy pecs, his thumbs circling round and flicking across the Asgardian's nipples.
"Debasin meself?" Victor said sitting up, abs crunching until his nose was rubbing against Thor's, their eyes meeting, a hand once more running through Thor's hair. "Shield Brother...its not degradin' myself if I speak the truth about you..ya honour my body..my heart 'n soul.." Victor said before kissing Thor, groaning into the kiss as the second finger sunk slowly into him, the feral shuddering with pleasure.
Thanks to his healing factor he WAS tight, this wasn't helped by the fact that few men had taken him, and those that had...he'd been less than willing to say the least. But this experience was burning away all those dark memories with its warmth and heat. Thor was being tender, caring, gentle, something few people had ever been with Victor in any regard as far as he could remember.
Victor broke the kiss, moving to mouth at Thor's shoulder and neck as he was loosened up under his gentle but insistant ministrations, the feral's legs rubbing against Thor's as Victor spread them slightly, their heavily muscled thighs rubbing together.