Everything Théadan did was so receptive and inviting. His hand tilting her head back so he could deepen their kiss, the tension in his body and voice showing how twisted up in their passions he was becoming. What surprised her a little was the way his other hand pushed along the curve of her rear, fingers warm and light. She knew he enjoyed watching it as she walked and taking hold of it sometimes when they were in lost in a kiss, but the slow touch of his fingers was different. They were dexterous enough to have her hips shifting against him in excitement, knowing that gentle brushes of her fingers were likely to be a precursor of what he could do to her. And sure enough, they stopped at the lowest point of her core, but refrained from moving any closer.<br/><br/>Instead his voice drew her back to focus on his face instead of where his hands were going and her gaze followed his as his mouth moved along her draw. Navia nodded slightly in agreement to Théadan’s words, happy to hear he understood her thought process and was eager to take part in it. “We should both enjoy it,” she chuckled throatily, trying not to move too much when his lips were on her jaw, “We’ll have to see if we can actually do it and don’t give in.” She knew how much they both loved when Théadan was moving inside her. With his member brushing against her abdomen and constantly reminding her how fully and perfectly he filled her, Navia knew it was a challenge for not to tighten her hold on him and guide him down to her lower folds to take him inside her.<br/><br/>A stuttered little exhale left Navia when Théadan paired so many small actions together, her body arching against his from the pleasure of it. The hand continuing its slow strokes of his member tightened slightly as the other paused in its wanderings to grip his side. She held on as his thumbs tantalizingly rubbed over sensitive flesh and his teeth grazed against her jaw, her eyes closing to enjoy it before she sighed and gave her hands permission to begin to move again. “Keep going,” she breathed it wantonly, tempted to lower her jaw and catch his lips up in another kiss. She loved what he was doing though, and so instead pursed her lips together to keep from distracting him from whatever plans he had in store for her, if he had them. Not wanting to get too distracted by waiting to see what Théadan would come up with to do and learn more about what she found to be pleasing, Navia returned to what her own hands could do for him.<br/><br/>With a bit more pressure applied to the strokes of one hand to keep his member stimulated, she sent her free hand to slide to his back and trailed only the tips of two fingertips down the center of his spine. They continued downward, a tiny smirk gracing her lips as they started to copy the way his fingers had slid between the curves of her rear, her own feather light along his. They paused before sliding under his leg like hers had done, instead choosing to cup his thigh just below her own, not having the reach he had to copy the entire move. Navia used that hold to guide Théadan’s thigh to rest atop her lower one, effectively entangling their limbs but also drawing them together more. Satisfied to have him closer, her hand slid between their legs to find her first one and help. “So you’re completely behind this idea,” she whispered to him, unable to help taunting him a little while her hands worked together to take hold of his erection. Curious to see his reaction, Navia created a circle around the head of his member with her thumb and forefinger and used it just below the head, as if she was slowly untwisting a cap. The other hand slowly twisted back and forth as it continued stroking the length of his shaft, trying to give him a sensation different from her usual strokes. Then she returned to her teasing, chuckling throatily, “You don’t want to have this inside me even a little?”