Nova woke up at he heard lightning in the far distance. He was still very sleepy, and with all the kittens cuddling with him, he smiled and went back to grabbing and playing with Freya's breast, like a child sucking on his mother's milk.
She wasn't naked, but he was poking her chest as if he had never seen something so blouncy, juicy, and amazing in his life. It was Freya after all, the most beautiful woman in existence. Past, future, present, no one had anything on her.
Then, in his dream, he heard another, much larger lightning strike, so he woke up again, turned on the TV, and saw on the news that a massive storm had been summoned and was fueling a monster-like person, as two people tried to defend themselves.
At first, he made an annoyed face, not caring about the storm or the two people trying to defeat the monster that was controlling the storm.
