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Steve fought against the pull of sleep and rolled over to check Thor’s back.
Gone were the bite marks and nail marks. The only signs they had been there in the first place were slowly fading white streaks that were even now disappearing.
Steve kissed the last marks as they healed, the final one on Thor’s right buttock. A puff of breath incited a chuckle and Thor wriggled to wobble his ass¸ which Steve playfully slapped.
Such a slap had Steve rolled onto his back and taken in by a very grateful mouth.
Thor was very good at giving thanks.