8“Are you sure about this?” Alfred asked.
Thor shrugged. “Are you comfortable?”
Alfred ran a hand over the soft shirt with its tails hanging out over snug fitting denim. He felt strange, but not bad. “The shirt’s nice. Pants feel a little constricting.”
“They will soften with repeated washing and wearing. Soon you’ll like they way they hold you and make you aware of you mating organs.”
Alfred dropped his gaze from the fitting mirror. He hated looking at himself. “Mating organs. Stark talks like you do.”
“I’ve known the General a very long time,” Thor said. “Would you like to try on others?”
“Aren’t three enough?” Alfred asked.
“For now probably,” Thor confirmed. “Do you require financial assistance with their purchase? I have funds reserved from my work in Alaska.”
Alfred shook his
