“Hey,” said Murph, arms wrapping around Odin from behind.
“Hey!” Odin hadn’t noticed Murph there in the kitchen, and he dropped the glass he was holding.
Murph’s hands were already there to catch it, and he sat it on the counter as he kissed Odin’s neck. “Hey,” he said again. “I had a feeling you might be horny, so I came to see if you were.”
“Mm,” Odin agreed, liking Murph’s hands on his mostly bare chest. “Yeah, I am, actually.”