Freyja let out an encouraging breathy sound of pleasure as his hands on her breast, and she reached down inside his trousers to coax him to attention. It would barely take any work. Had there ever been a time when Freyr and Freyja weren't madly hot with desire for one another? When his touch didn't send thrilling shivers through her entire body?
"Let's come back to the drinks," Freyja suggested, drawing back enough so that she could see Freyr's expression while she touched him.