"Edens are rarely what they present themselves as," Zap offered, in an attempt to comfort. He wasn't the only heir to discover his father's misdeeds...
"You will not," she agreed and vowed - no omittance of honesty necessary. "I love it when you bore me..." she teased with a tiny smirk before their lips smooshed together and his shirt began to come unbuttoned. Her fingers lingered on his shoulders though. Magic. Moments. Her mouth disconnected, amused at her own mischief, and Eva moved back a bit to rest her hands on his newly-bare chest. "Thor?" A zing of pleasure hit her right between the legs and she made a noise that said as much. "Come to bed." Zap stood and pulled her tank top off over her head. Her eyes were set to 'bedroom' as she moved around the couch.
From outside the door: "Hand check!"
She nearly melted into a puddle of frustrated goo. Troy... "Come in," she groaned, then began redressing her top half. "Hi Will. Hi Troy."