Their kiss, notably tweaked from Nate's usual style, was savored by the queen while the throne room around them literally faded to darkness. 'Hrrmmm' was the noise of want and surprise she made when his hardness touched the front of her dress, and Eva finally opened her eyes to see that not all was lost. There was light, and there was Thor (still) and there was even a seat. Her face slowly turned to meet the king's gaze and she felt her body light up with excitement she'd never experienced. Good job, boys. Zap's eyes looked back to Nate with a flick, but he too had been glancing at Thor. When their gazes rejoined, her breasts were out and the new god spoke to her with the truth. The king and queen had requested a show.
"Unless," she began, her hands moving to lay over his while he squeezed at her chest, "you feel you'd better rest..." Her fingers removed his hands and she leaned her head forward and touched it to Nate's as he'd bent to be nearer to her. "You could... lie down." She glanced behind her and made a surprised face at the sofa she found there, then grinned back to Nate. Her dress began to slowly inch its way down the rest of the way off her arms and over her belly, and she took a step back to allow Nate access to naptime if the poor, tired thing required it. As the dress fell slowly and magically, she watched his form with great distraction, even causing a pause in her magical disrobing act. He was so perfect...
The room filled with a projection of the feeling in her mind - a reddish, sparkling light which was warm and soothing, not glaring or jarring, all emitting from the torch Thor had provided until she doused the torch completely. Magically, her tensions had extended in the form of physical contact to Thor's inner thighs, and the feelings massaged up slowly until she could encircle him with the sensation of both her hands. His pants came undone, but her eyes were still on Nathaniel. Zap's eyebrow quirked up with the smirk on her lips and she softly sang (nearly mouthed) the words to a Katy Perry piece (E.T.) he was antagonistically familiar with: "Could you be the devil, could you be an angel?" She teased, but his love usually was supernatural... she was ready now for the transcendental part. Oh, and his touch so foreign. Again. Now.