His reference to choosing rock had produced a silent, closed-mouthed laugh in the darker mutant, and she'd done a quick one-handed check to make sure he'd been telling the truth. Always.
"Later. I'm not ready."
"It'll be there after dinner," she agreed just before being swept off her feet. "After dinner," - they were in agreement! Also agreeable was her current position, which offered her the chance to do some literal necking on her husband, complete with ear nips.
Once she was placed, she simply grinned back at him after he'd asked about her day. Then a little more small talk. Then the scissors came back around, and she cackled wickedly, head back, at the vibes and troublesome look Nate was exporting.
Zap's hands naturally fell on his head and she affectionately stroked his hair before her ears picked up his muffled 'I love you'. Her expression softened from amused to something softer, and her knees parted further while her right hand moved to take his goateed chin, then ease it up so he was looking at her face. "You sit." It was more of an order than a suggestion, which hadn't been her intention, but when the Taurean's body had a craving, she rarely let it go hungry.
Both hands moved to Nate's shoulders and she pushed him back gently, then leaned forward so she could push him back further onto his butt. "Y'know what?" She pushed him again until he was laying on the floor and the feeling in her belly and between her legs that he'd stirred drove her to her next actions. In a flurry of movements, his pants were opened and she was straddling the grumpy wizard's knees. She'd removed her blouse so her arms had a complete range of movement (and so he had a good view, duh). The electrokine had bent forward, taken all of his erection into her mouth, and hovered over him on hands and knees. Her eyes demanded contact as she dipped her neck just a bit lower to take the last few centimeters possible...
Zap pulled up, then fell again, beginning her oral journey into Caltrops' downfall. Propped on her left hand, the right snuck into his fly and squeezed both balls at once, then let her thumb go to work rubbing over them in a figure-eight. From around his cock: "I love you too," she muttered, and a short laugh tightened her throat, but the smile and playfulness lasted a few moments longer in her eyes.
If the letter was urgent... it would've been a text. Or an e-mail. Or a visit. Right? Yes.