Written to: She's So High - Tal Bachman, crosspost from AO3
Oculoplania: Letting your eyes wander to assess someone's "charms."
If anyone were to ask, Thor was most definitely not trying to bore a hole in the thick film of bubbles that coated the bath water. If anyone asked, he was most certainly not trying to look underneath the foam to where Loki's long, sleek limbs lay in the warm water.
Thor looks at Loki's face, his eyes covered with thin slices of cucumber. Thor had absolutely no idea what Loki was going on about with the vegetable rounds, but decided it was probably better not to ask, and had instead decided to clamber into the tub with Loki instead, sloshing bubbly water all over the tiled floor of the suite's bathroom. Loki's head rest on the edge of the tub, and he obligingly slid loose legs over to the side so Thor could fit into the large whirlpool tub as well.
Thor snatches a look at Loki, whose head is still tilted back, a glass of Midgardian wine held in loose fingers, the bubbles coming up to the hollow of his throat. He decides that Loki cannot possibly know, cannot possibly see past the green slices of cucumber, and begins to comb at the water with his fingers.
He gathers bubbles up in his hands, and for a better place to put them, pulls them all to his side of the tub; the foam comes up to his chin as he draws the slick bubbles towards him in long, shallow strokes, so as not to clue Loki in as to what he is doing. Once he is sufficiently satisfied that the water is clear enough for him to see, Thor takes a good, long look at Loki's delicate limbs, soft and relaxed and rippling underneath the water's surface.
His eyes trace over Loki's chest, the soft lines of his stomach, linger at the junction of his thighs where his cock lies, quiet, resting, against a leg.
And, apparently, his gaze is penetrating enough to catch Loki's attention from beneath the cucumbers; Loki reaches up, picks the cucumbers off his face, and looks up to find Thor with a foam beard staring very intently into the water at him.
Loki rolls his eyes, reaches out and pulls Thor's hand (and, once again, if anyone were to ask, Thor had most certainly not had the intention of touching), and places it gently over his cock before leaning his head back again and closing his eyes with a smile as Thor begins to stroke.