Honestly, Nate could do with the learning how to make a proper cup of coffee. When one comes from a dystopian world where things like electricity are a rare luxury for anyone to find, coming here has certainly be a bit of an adjustment for him, though he likes to think he's picked up on a lot of things already.

How to use the coffee machine? Not so much.

To say he's not curious with what Loki's doing with that wave of his hand would be a bold-faced lie and when he catches the shimmer of green and gold, fleeting as it is, he raises a brow and keeps it up even when he's handed the mug. Take a sip? Sure. Far as he can tell, there's no ill-intent with this little gesture of his, so. He takes that sip, though he's not sure what to make of it, really. Coffee drinker? Not yet but, give him time.

When the other proclaims his delight in screwing Steve, Nate simply huffs a laugh because, yeah. He likes it, too. The little they've done. So with hands holding that mug and a shrug of a shoulder, he leans back himself as he stares to the other submissive.

"Better for you that you don't," he says, taking another sip and, as he does, Loki just might hear these words within his thoughts. In Nate's voice.

Or I'll screw you even harder.

Yeah, he's definitely grinning around the rim of that mug there at his lips.