#umakoo

The boy gave a shrug, strutting back to Thomas. “Perhaps you’re just too pretty to kill,” he said, and Thomas was horrified to see the whelp waggled his brows at him.

It was Fyrnir’s custom to arrive alone, but as Thor came closer he saw there was a small boy huddled against the heavy fur shawl draped over the thrall’s back. He peered at Thor through a fringe of coal black hair, his eyes reserved.

“Come with me,” Mr Chase ordered him and Thomas winced inwardly. That was never good. He fumbled to get into his pants and hurried after Mr Chase into his own cabin.

Go get your captaincy

It’s been an honour, sir, to sail with you.

For better or for worse.

just exactly how gross would it be to use whale oil as lube?

Now that I think about it, I’d love for the pregnancy to come as a surprise to them both. They’d be happily confused until someone (Frigga) pointed it out to them. Bonus points if they think they’re being so careful and so clever, and that no-one knows they’re fucking :D