Re: But he was my trouble.
Not as a goddess or a fellow magic-wielder or as a mutant... Zap knew, as a woman, that Nate intended to kiss her. The look in his eye was unmistakable. Her torso pressed fully to his, immediately, and their lips touched soon afterward... There was a quiet, heavy intensity in the room. It sucked the breath out of her. "It was flirting."
"I know."
"And now I'm going to kiss you again."
"Yes, you are."
Her hands came up from where she'd been hugging him and they instantly found places to roost in his wavy black hair. His ears that she was so fond of became ensnared by her roving fingers soon after, though. The barrier... the chat with Thor... their lovely attempt at a proper dance... Nate knew how she felt. And she knew how he felt. Literally. Kylo Ren was shredded. Her hands fell to his neck, and Zap pulled back to try and catch her breath after an impossible-to-measure amount of time had passed. Really, though, they both possessed some Time-Turner level chaos.
Her eyes searched wildly in Nate's while she held him at bay and panted. "Please," she urged, then drew him in for another lip-lock while her butt sought out the edge of her desk where she'd left Nate nearby in the first place. Oop. There it was. Now they had leverage... and the doors sealed.