The answer to her request that he carry her differently had Théadan lowering her so her feet touched the sand once more. He wasted no time in cuddling up to her, his nose rubbing against hers in a sweet way that made her chuckle, and working to lift her back up in a different way. Her body was complacent to his touch, wanting to be close and happy to allow Théadan to guide her arm where he wanted it to go. He teased a kiss between them, leaving Navia tempted to tighten her new hold around his neck to guide him into an actual one, but Théadan was lifting her back up again, his arms sweeping her legs from beneath her. “This is much better,” Navia told him with a smile, pleased to be able to snuggle against his chest. She could even shift a little and keep her face close to his, her arm around his neck and his across her back supporting her.<br/><br/>The suggestion for lunch caused her to realize just how hungry she was. They had done a lot since their quick breakfast that morning, so Navia nodded while Théadan began down the beach once more. She’d wanted him to hold her differently so that she may provide him with grateful kisses, but it was just so nice to have him carrying her down the beach with the sea breeze caressing them and the water rushing to greet Théadan’s feet that she found herself distracted. Little crabs were skittering away from them and there was a small jellyfish caught in the surf that Théadan avoided before she told him to do so. The pretty scene laid out before them was captivating. It wasn’t until Théadan pointed out how she could tell Osa how well he’d been treating her that her attention returned to him and a sly smirk tugged at her lips. Navia was tempted to tease him and say she wouldn’t, but Théadan was continuing with goading words.<br/><br/>Navia had to scoff at him a little when he told her he would only provide her with special treatments for the remaining months of her pregnancy. He had such a pleased grin on his face though, that she couldn’t resist leaning forward and stealing a smacking kiss from him. “Oh, the horror,” Navia teased with a grin as her lips drifted from his to his cheek and jaw where she pressed little kisses along his flesh and beard, “Having to do something I do every day all by myself without you. Whatever shall I do?” She gave his jaw a little nip as she said it, her free hand gently pushing into his hair so she could take hold and guide him into tilting his head to the side, exposing the length of his neck to her.<br/><br/>There was just so much affection pouring from her for the man carrying her that Navia at first could only nuzzle her face into the warm curve of his throat, a pleased hum leaving her. He was her<i>kamin</i>, her lover and protector, the man she loved above all others, and was to be the father of her child. “I expect the special treatment right after this child is born too,” Navia told him, thinking of how intense that day and those following would be, “And if it’s to be as nice as this is right now…” She trailed off to press a few more kisses along Théadan’s neck, “Mmm…I may never grow tired of it.” She valued her independence, wanted to stand on her own two feet in life and rely on no one, but Théadan was different from anyone and so very sweet with his treatment of her. Knowing they were nearing where they’d left their lunch and he would need to soon put her down, Navia drew back so she could shift her hold on him and take his face in her hands. Her thumbs brushed across his cheekbones while she gazed into his eyes, a small smile playing at her lips. “Kiss me,” Navia requested in a whisper, “I want to feel how happy you are.” There, standing on the beach with no one with them, just them and what would become their child.