Skylark

BUN TIMES

Her face lit up in a light pink as he teased her, his lips hovering just moments away from her. She felt her heart beat begin to race as he closed his eyes and leaned forward, she then followed suit and the ‘sparks’ ignited. A light current charged between them, a sort of inhancer for the beating of their hearts.

Skylark had been hurt so many times before, from physical to emotional she was completely broken but as he kissed her she felt safe. She began to believe all of his promises of saving her and helping her through her current situation as everything around them seemingly disappeared.

She scooter closer and placed a shaky hand on his jawline gently and the other hand gently caressed his thigh. His beard gently scratched her hand as she slightly deepened the kiss, she smiled slightly against his lips.

She had the most beautiful colour upon her cheeks as he leaned closer, his breath fanning over her mouth. He kissed her lightly at her, working his way slowly towards intensity, no rush, no urgency, just the tender peace of a new kiss. His calloused fingers shifted from her face to the nape of her neck, leaving soft caresses over the soft skin before sinking his fingers  into her wild hair. He felt his own hair stand on end as a  product of the static of the two of them combined.

Thor allowed her to deepen the kiss, to take control of it. He had no problem in letting her. He suspected she did not have many chances of being in control in her life, and desired her to offer her some possibilities to do so, even if it was only a kiss.

She came closer onto him, letting one of her hands run down his chest and slip under his soft shirt. Just lightly brushing his abs with her fingertips- she hoped she wasn’t crossing a line and her fingers shook slightly.

Her cheeks lit up a light pink at his request, how was she to respond to such a request? They had only known each other for a few hours but she felt such a comfort near him, a safeness and fuzzy feeling in her heart. His bluntness made her laugh gently, her cheeks hurting from how much she was smiling.

She bit her lip gently and grinned at him, she obediently looked up at him as he gently took ahold of her chin. She gently reached out and softly placed her fingertips against his exposed neck and cupped it gently- feeling the muscles under her fingers lightly tensing. “I would like it very much if you kissed me Mr. Thor…” she teased and leaned in toward him.

Thor did not really have much of a notion of the acceptable time between meeting someone and kissing them. Asgardians lives for so long, that such details escaped them. Either it could take them ages (literally) to make a first step, or be with someone the very first day they met. So he really had no idea of how what he had suggested might have been perceived in Midgard. He just knew that he would very much like to kiss the electrical girl, if she allowed him to do so, of course.

A tender grin spread over his features as he gently cupped her face. Contrary to popular belief, Thor could be extremely gentle, and he demonstrated it in that very moment as he ever so softly brought Skylark’s face close to his and he slowly leaned forward. He did not go immediately for the kiss, but first hovered his lips warmly above hers. And he felt something like sparks at the ends of them, and now that he knew the girl’s little secret, he suspected there was a chance they might have been actual sparks. Hard to tell with his eyes closed though. Finally, he ended the minimal distance and kissed her, as easy as floating on a cloud, with the thrill of a new, blooming feeling.

Skylark had been hurt so many times before, from physical to emotional she was completely broken but as he kissed her she felt safe. She began to believe all of his promises of saving her and helping her through her current situation as everything around them seemingly disappeared.

She scooter closer and placed a shaky hand on his jawline gently and the other hand gently caressed his thigh. His beard gently scratched her hand as she slightly deepened the kiss, she smiled slightly against his lips.

His explanations on her emotions made her laugh at the acuracy of it all, after she recovered from her brief giggling spell she smiled at him once again. “You are quite right- I will work on that…” she said sincerely.

“What!” She said in shock and horror. How could she be so selfish on his firsf date, his first date should’ve been cute and maybe awkward like her first one- in highschool she had dated a few guys and had many awkward movie and ice cream dates. When she got older she experienced more clichéd bad dates than good ones and gotten into much worse relationships than the one her captors and her had at the moment. The scars would never heal from her ex but she learned to become stronger but none were as lucky as her.

“I am so so sorry that this is your first date- what a downer I am. I promise I’ll make up for it!” She couldn’t help but blush at his flirtatious look and comments, what was it about this man that made her swoon so much? Maybe it was everything about him. All she could muster up was a sincere “thank you so much…” and a soft grin.

“Sorry? Whatever for, my lady? I have been having much fun. There is no need to worry”, besides Thor had nothing to compare this date to. With Jane, he had not gone on any of those, always too busy saving the world. It really surprised him hwow different today had been in Skylark’s company. No word of alert, not anxious sense of trouble haunting over his shoulder. Pure peace as he learned more, both good and bad, about this unusual lady he had been msot fortunate to run into in the middle of nowhere, New Mexico.

“You have nothing to thank me for” Thor grinned broadly, yet his expression was extremely soft. Moved by impulse, his index settled beneath Skylark’s chin and softly, he tilted her head upwards “I would, should you allow it, very much like to kiss you, Lady Skylark” he dared to admit, blunt as was his nature, but always respectuful of the girl and her boundaries.

She bit her lip gently and grinned at him, she obediently looked up at him as he gently took ahold of her chin. She gently reached out and softly placed her fingertips against his exposed neck and cupped it gently- feeling the muscles under her fingers lightly tensing. “I would like it very much if you kissed me Mr. Thor...” she teased and leaned in toward him.

Sam didn’t get drunk often anymore. It made him giggly and look like a real idiot.

It wasn’t everyday that she was in front of such a famous man- the god of mischief. You don’t see that everyday. She stood up from her seated position, adjusting her skintight black dress and walked over to the wall of her cell and leaned up against it- her high heels clicking on the ground. Her ‘work clothes’ definitely made a statement around these parts but it’s not like she had much of a choice this time, she was at work when she was brought in. But she couldn’t help but be excited when she saw the interaction go down.

Her cheeks became a light pastel pink as she blushed, she bit her lip as his large hand cupped her cheek. He could free you, he could actually do it. How could someone be so perfectly heroic? It was hard to think properly when he was so close.

She admired him for a moment, his beautiful and sincere eyes and chiseled nose, his very handsome facial hair that accentuated his masculine jawline and his lips as he spoke. His chuckle was contagious and she couldn’t help but giggle with him. “Alright alright, I’m so sorry this is such a lackluster date- I’ll have to make it up to you…And thank you for listening, the same goes for you- I’m like a safe!” She grinned softly, trying to lighten the mood a bit

“Oh, do not apologize for speaking out your feelings. You know, is quite bad for one’s temper, right? You bottle up all these emotions and then you just go wooosh! Over the smallest thing” he explained in his usual simple manner. It was amusing, how there had been a time not so long ago in which he would have never understood the very words he was uttering now. But he had seen now all the pain, of the bad things that came from bottled emotions and held back secrets. His family had suffered a lot because of such an unhealthy habit.

“Date?” he raised an eyebrow. It was not the first time he had heard the term. Darcy had explained it to him once. It was what Midgardians understood as courting, though much more simple and less troublesome that courting was, at least back in Asgard. ”I’ve never been to a date before…If this it, I think I rather like it. We should have another” his blue eyes shone with that rare blend of flirtation and innocence that only Thor could really figure out how to make.

“What!” She said in shock and horror. How could she be so selfish on his firsf date, his first date should’ve been cute and maybe awkward like her first one- in highschool she had dated a few guys and had many awkward movie and ice cream dates. When she got older she experienced more clichéd bad dates than good ones and gotten into much worse relationships than the one her captors and her had at the moment. The scars would never heal from her ex but she learned to become stronger but none were as lucky as her.

His strong arms engulfed her with warmth and she instantly leaned into him, she felt a strange sensation of safety that she never had before. His scent, the deepness of his voice, and the kind words coming from him left her with a smile.

She instantly realized his confusion, it must be strange for a man born with his powers in a world completely different from this one and she was given them. It was easier to say given.

Trust was a tricky word for Skylark and for the oddest reason she felt like she could trust this man. “I was tortured.” She said simply, pausing and finding the strength to continue, when she did she told him her story. “I was taken from work, I don’t believe I was directly targeted- more of I seemed like a living specimen to practice on. I don’t remember much of how I got to the laboratory but I remember vividly the horrors I faced there, the pain and screaming are reminders enough.” She paused and took another deep, shaky breath. “Eventually the doctor- his name Dr. Reginald Cadell found a sort of science related to the natural electrical charges in the body, and found a way to harness and reverse them so rather they can be controlled. With this power he planned on using me to his advantage and he did- well is…” She stopped and looked up to the sky and then at him-dropping her voice instantly “I am currently still under his control as we speak…” she lifted the edge of her jeans up to show a anklet that around it had dark bruises and burn marks. “…I’ve tried to get it off many times- I’m sorry that ive waited to tell you, you probably want nothing to do with me!” She laughed sadly and looked down.

He admitted he had no idea what to expect as an explenation, but he was surprised when she explained she had een tortured. She did not look like the tortured kind, but then again, was there really a “kind” to speak of? He heard the sorrow in her voice and saw the traces of violence around her ankle. His eyes narrowed at such sickening form of control, at the idea of this sweet girl not being able to do as she pleased. He felt deeply moved and honored that she had chosen to trust him with this after barely a couple of hours knowing each other, and all he could do was hope he would not let her down. It broke his heart, how she even thought she was no longer worthy of his attention.

He noticed her watery eyes, and with his usual lack of shyness when it came to physical contact, he tilted her head towards him and catefully brushed away the incipient tears “There is no reason to cry, lady Skylark. I shall gladly end your years of slavery. I swear it on my honour” he vowed. A chuckle escaped from the dephs of his chest at her words “Well, I have been told I am quite approachable” he winked and eye before dmiling more seriously once more “You are welcome to tell me whatever you please, do not feel hesitant only because we have just met. I like to think of myself as trustworthy, and you seem to be trustworthy as well”.

She admired him for a moment, his beautiful and sincere eyes and chiseled nose, his very handsome facial hair that accentuated his masculine jawline and his lips as he spoke. His chuckle was contagious and she couldn’t help but giggle with him. “Alright alright, I’m so sorry this is such a lackluster date- I’ll have to make it up to you...And thank you for listening, the same goes for you- I’m like a safe!” She grinned softly, trying to lighten the mood a bit

His strong arms engulfed her with warmth and she instantly leaned into him, she felt a strange sensation of safety that she never had before. His scent, the deepness of his voice, and the kind words coming from him left her with a smile.

She instantly realized his confusion, it must be strange for a man born with his powers in a world completely different from this one and she was given them. It was easier to say given.

Trust was a tricky word for Skylark and for the oddest reason she felt like she could trust this man. “I was tortured.” She said simply, pausing and finding the strength to continue, when she did she told him her story. “I was taken from work, I don’t believe I was directly targeted- more of I seemed like a living specimen to practice on. I don’t remember much of how I got to the laboratory but I remember vividly the horrors I faced there, the pain and screaming are reminders enough.” She paused and took another deep, shaky breath. “Eventually the doctor- his name Dr. Reginald Cadell found a sort of science related to the natural electrical charges in the body, and found a way to harness and reverse them so rather they can be controlled. With this power he planned on using me to his advantage and he did- well is…” She stopped and looked up to the sky and then at him-dropping her voice instantly “I am currently still under his control as we speak…” she lifted the edge of her jeans up to show a anklet that around it had dark bruises and burn marks. “…I’ve tried to get it off many times- I’m sorry that ive waited to tell you, you probably want nothing to do with me!” She laughed sadly and looked down.

He admitted he had no idea what to expect as an explenation, but he was surprised when she explained she had een tortured. She did not look like the tortured kind, but then again, was there really a “kind” to speak of? He heard the sorrow in her voice and saw the traces of violence around her ankle. His eyes narrowed at such sickening form of control, at the idea of this sweet girl not being able to do as she pleased. He felt deeply moved and honored that she had chosen to trust him with this after barely a couple of hours knowing each other, and all he could do was hope he would not let her down. It broke his heart, how she even thought she was no longer worthy of his attention.

“It was a bad time in my life but it’s given me meaning… to help others.” Her eyes began to swell up with tears and she wiped them away quickly as to not let him see. “My superhero name would be Electra…” She smiles lightly at him.

She laughed lightly for a moment, trying to lighten the mood. “I’m still Skylark… Just a little more interesting, I was-given these powers.” She frowned lightly, it was horrific hard to explain what happened to her. From being tortured and experimented on in a lab was not the most incredible way to receive powers like a god. “I think we sparked because of our equal amount of power-“

Thor was still trying to wrap his mind around the fact that he had run into someone who had powers similar to his here in Midgard. And in a lost town in the middle of New Mexico. He could not quite wrap his head around it. No building expectation, no idea. Just a casual, unexpected discovery.

“Given?” he repeated, frowning “But…You are still Midgardian?” He wished to ask more, to know it all, but he notied that Skylark was becoming upset with the subject. Thor frowned, he had no desire to hurt the lady. He reached out with his usual forwardness, because he was blunt and simple in everything he did. He rounded one massive arm around the girl’s shoulders in an attempt to console her “No need to cry, my lady. I know not what haunts you, but you are safe here with me. You do not have to tell, but you can if so is your heart’s desire, Skylark”.

She instantly realized his confusion, it must be strange for a man born with his powers in a world completely different from this one and she was given them. It was easier to say given.

Trust was a tricky word for Skylark and for the oddest reason she felt like she could trust this man. “I was tortured.” She said simply, pausing and finding the strength to continue, when she did she told him her story. “I was taken from work, I don’t believe I was directly targeted- more of I seemed like a living specimen to practice on. I don’t remember much of how I got to the laboratory but I remember vividly the horrors I faced there, the pain and screaming are reminders enough.” She paused and took another deep, shaky breath. “Eventually the doctor- his name Dr. Reginald Cadell found a sort of science related to the natural electrical charges in the body, and found a way to harness and reverse them so rather they can be controlled. With this power he planned on using me to his advantage and he did- well is...” She stopped and looked up to the sky and then at him-dropping her voice instantly “I am currently still under his control as we speak...” she lifted the edge of her jeans up to show a anklet that around it had dark bruises and burn marks. “...I’ve tried to get it off many times- I’m sorry that ive waited to tell you, you probably want nothing to do with me!” She laughed sadly and looked down.

She saw him at peace and realized how comfortable everything seemed with him, his smile and his gentleman tendencies left her with a wanton to know him more- hoping they were going to meet again. “Oh stop it!” She said bashfully, laughing lightheartedly and smiling. She looked downwards and noticed how close they actually were sitting- it seems as though she had shifted towards him. She blushed deeply at the thought and pushed a strand of hair away from her face.

“I just don’t think I have what it takes- singing at the club would probably be as far as I would make it…and I already sing there!” she got caught up in his ‘ocean eyes’ for a moment- staring deeply and as he reached for her hand grasping it she hardly noticed how fast her heart was beating. She accidentally caused a spark between their two ions- instantly becoming embarrassed and very weak from the anklet.

“I….I’m sorry- yes!” She was flustered and went to get up but fell weakly against the log. “Yeah… it was me.” She sighs lightly, she figured that there was no point in lying to a god of thunder considering she suddenly didn’t feel alone at the thought of her having abilities.

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“But how…” he trailed off for a moment, still fixed in Skylark’s hand, picturing the sparks that had jumped upong contact with his own. Never before had he seen such reaction. He had mastered control over his sparks a long time ago, but this time, it felt like he had come in contact with something just as electrical. He felt what others did if they touched the God of Thunder when he was…well, thundering. Heat lingered at the ends of his fingers, where the sparks had collided, and it sent a small wave of shock climbing up the nerves of his arms, up to his elbow. Almost like a tiny electrical storm beneath his skin.

He raised his gaze, looking at Skylark with piercing blue eyes as he spoke with a kind of uncertainty in his voice: “Who are you?”

She laughed lightly for a moment, trying to lighten the mood. “I’m still Skylark... Just a little more interesting, I was-given these powers.” She frowned lightly, it was horrific hard to explain what happened to her. From being tortured and experimented on in a lab was not the most incredible way to receive powers like a god. “I think we sparked because of our equal amount of power-“

She almost giggled when he described his friend, he said how she tasered him so casually. Following his lead she sat down close next to him “Okay…” She thought hard for a few moments, she felt like singing a slower song. She felt such an ache in her heart from her current predicament and happiness for being with this metaphorical happy golden retriever. “I think I got one!” Billie Eilish felt like the peaceful vibe she was going for. Her favorite song was “Ocean Eyes” so she began to hum to warm her voice up and then she shyly started to sing:

“I’ve been watching you

For some time

Can’t stop staring

At those oceans eyes

Burning cities

And napalm skies

Fifteen flares inside those ocean eyes

Your ocean eyes”

She took a look at him and then focused on singing from her heart, she closed her eyes.

“No fair

You really know how to make me cry

When you gimme those ocean eyes

I’m scared

I’ve never fallen from quite this high

Falling into your ocean eyes

Those ocean eyes”

Her voice was incredible, soft and filled with emotion and experience. Her hands lightly shook from nervousness in front of this handsome god she was singing too- she lightly pet a sheep in front of her trying to distract the blush arising on her face. She finished the song and took a light breath and looked over at him sheepishly “Ta-Da! I told you I’m not that good…”

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Five seconds into the song and Thor was closing his eyes to give himself into the music, very much like he used to do as a child when his mother would sing to him before bedtime. The same calming, pleasantly light-headed feeling had taken over as Skylark’s harmonious voice filled the colourful dessert grove, raising towards the edge of the canyon in lazy notes. He even starting swaying his head slightly to follow the rythm of the Midgardian song. He could not help a fleetign sly green when it mentioned “ocean eyes”, for often people had compared his own eyes to the vast blue that extended to the edge of Asgard.

The end of the song was like the breaking of a spell, and it took Thor some time to come down from the lyrical cloud Skylark’s singing had transported him to. Once he finally did, the god still felt relaxed and incredibly at peace as he turned to her with a wide grin upon his face. “You have the voice of a musical goddess of Asgard. The choir girls would be delighted to have you amongst them” he told her sincerely, because truly he believed her voice was not of this world. He extended his hand to take hers in an effort to catch her attention “You have true talent. You ought to share it with the world, my lady” he told her. Right after he had spoken, he once again felt the electric sensation cross between there hands, except this time, actual sparks flew, making Thor flinch and take his hand away, staring at it in awe “I…That has never happened to me before” he informed the girl, eyeing her, this time, with curiosity “Is there, perhaps, a chance that you did it?”

“I just don’t think I have what it takes- singing at the club would probably be as far as I would make it...and I already sing there!” she got caught up in his ‘ocean eyes’ for a moment- staring deeply and as he reached for her hand grasping it she hardly noticed how fast her heart was beating. She accidentally caused a spark between their two ions- instantly becoming embarrassed and very weak from the anklet.

“I....I’m sorry- yes!” She was flustered and went to get up but fell weakly against the log. “Yeah... it was me.” She sighs lightly, she figured that there was no point in lying to a god of thunder considering she suddenly didn’t feel alone at the thought of her having abilities.