Théadan loved being able to get that small laugh from Navia, coupled with how it melted into a groan as he lavished attention to her breast and it had him grinning for how wonderful her reactions were, knowing that only he could get such perfect reactions from her. He could feel her body move more instinctively to the sensations as it rocked against him, working out some of that boiling lust by rubbing against him. He heard her murmur in her ear how she would never have enough of him, and just a moment later she was removing her breast from his lips so she could replace it with her own. Sharing in a heated and passionate kiss, one where he felt Navia's tongue invade his mouth to taste all that she desired of him. Théadan happily matched her movements, wanting to give back everything she gave and make sure she got all she wanted from him.<br/><br/>When the kiss ended, she was pushing herself to sit up to tower above him once more, her eyes looking down on him filled with all her raw need for the satisfaction only their bodies could give. Her free hand rubbed over the muscles of his abdomen, while she stated he was hers, he nodded his agreement, leaving himself completely open for Navia to touch and take however she so desired. Navia didn't just want to show him all those who scorned their relationship were wrong, she wanted to make him feel it too. He watched as she raised herself up above his waist, her hand brushing the fabric of her underwear to one side, exposing her already wet core to his eyes, poising herself above his fully erect member her hand guiding him into position, ready to be engulfed by her waiting lower lips.<br/><br/>She spoke again, speaking of how desperate she could be for him at times. Knowing they could both feel so strongly for each other, be so lost in need for each other was something he could never experience with anyone else. Navia had the tip of Théadan's member brushing against her folds teasingly, giving him a taste for the heat radiating for the core, allowing a little of her arousal to coat the head of his member, and causing his erection to tense with yearning to be inside her already. She wanted him to be the one so lost in pleasure he'd call her name without a care for who heard, as though to goad him to do just that Navia began rolling her hips so he could feel how agonisingly close he was to being nestled deep within her core, all she needed to do was drop her hips, but first she wanted to hear how much he wanted her.<br/><br/>"More than anything." Was the immediate response. When they had come up to the room sex had been the last thing on his mind, he had not been entertaining the thought for how poorly their day had turned out. But Navia's reaction had been so different, turning all that negativity around, and using it to give them both something positive. That passion and desire had been infectious, something Théadan felt like he had been swept up in, and now he moved with the current, happy to go where ever it led. "I'd follow you anywhere, because you're home to me now. You're my family." He told her, his hand reaching to her front and brushing over her abdomen. He looked up at her adoringly. "I don't just want you, my love. I need you. I crave your touch, your love, even the ways you make yourself a nuisance to me." He teased remembering all those times she had banged something against him, or found some way to pester him for her own amusement.<br/><br/>Théadan let his fingers slip downwards to brush against the exposed folds of her core. If she was going to tease him without yet giving him the fulfillment of her taking him inside of her, then he was certain to tease and entice her lusts just as much. "I need you, Navia, and right now, I need the warmth of your body against mine, to feel your body tremble with our every movement, how you mould around me as you take me inside you." His words came out huskily, his breath heavy with his own arousal and need for the satisfaction of Navia's body moving atop his own. "I need all of you, the pleasures of your body, the love of your heart, and all that mischief in your mind." He wanted and needed all of her. "Have me Navia." He murmured, "Right now you, me and this bed are all that matters. Have me."