Re: Dishabile
Eva emerged from the water, his Venus De Milo, his Aphrodite, and his spitting fountain at Disney World. Nate took the stream of water in stride; after all, he did sit in the splash zone.
Thor chuckled at Eva’s musing about Nathaniel and the universe’s judgment of his cleanliness. “Too bad he’s unnaturally clean,” Thor had often compared the darker man to a cat for how strangely tidy he remained. When she offered Nate another chance to speak his mind, Thor listened with actual interest, taking his wife’s lead. But his hands did not stay quiet under the surface. Eva’s back, from shoulder blades to butt, was rubbed and massaged by the Asgardian. Thor paid particular attention to the small of her back and drove his thumbs into her. The God of Thunder then channeled actual lightning from his fingertips and pressed the energy into the eletrokine’s submerged muscles.
Nathaniel further ignored the damp pair until Eva’s request turned sincere. He inhaled deeply through his nose and paused because he wanted to choose his words carefully. “I believe,” Nate wished Thor’s dumb face wasn’t positioned directly behind Evas’s. “That Thor must claim this power and that he has repeatedly proven worthiness.” He told Eva while never breaking eye contact until he reached down to grab one of the several small gift-wrapped boxes that had appeared around the tub. Nate opened the box and discovered chocolates, little to his surprise. He plucked the first piece and, with two fingers, lightly touched the chocolate to Eva’s lips. He fed her the treat and let his hand linger near her face. “And if he isn’t capable, he has us to clean up his messes.” A smirk appeared, and another piece of chocolate for his lounging beauty.