Fingertips briefly brushed over familiar skin, but it was just as quickly gone from him. Théadan had to surface both to breathe, and to see why. Navia had slipped away from his reaching fingers with her far more graceful movements, that twinkle of mischief alight in her eyes as she declared they had never agreed for her to stay in one place. He should have known his teasing Khluri temptress would not let herself be caught so easily, but for all his difficulty learning to swim he had not considered that she would create some added challenge for him. Navia was already on her way, swimming in the same manner she had taught him, and able to do so at a far faster speed. If she so desired, catching her in the sea would be impossible for him.<br/><br/>At least she was making some what easier for him by heading back towards shore, looking back his way with a smug grin on her face as she changed the game slightly. She was so certain he would be unable to catch up to her she gave him the an added chance by allowing him to walk along the seafloor once more. Théadan had walked along the sea floor enough to know that once the water came up passed the waist, it was faster to swim if you knew how. Whether what little he had learned of swimming was faster than his wading through water, he did not know for certain, what he did know was that he was growing increasingly tired from all the effort it was taking him to keep him a float.<br/><br/>Théadan of course had to go after Navia, he was always going to give chase, but the odds of him catching her now seemed increasingly unlikely. He could not even call after her, or perhaps goad her into making it easier for him, he was too tired now, his breath still coming in gasps. Théadan swam forward after his teasing lover, avoiding putting his legs down to the floor for the moment, feeling it was likely he could probably swim that little bit faster than he could walk at this depth. But the distance between him and Navia only grew every time his head surfaced from the sea to take a deep breath. She was constantly out of reach for him, and his legs and arms lacked the co-ordination to keep up with her.<br/><br/>He wanted her, he eagerly wanted her after all the heated kisses and playful way their bodies had cuddled up together before. But Théadan was simply not as fast as Navia, and with his body tiring, he found his limit for how much he could swim, his legs dropping down until he felt them brush against the seafloor with one of his attempted kicks. He walked the rest of the way through the water, back to where the surf met the sand. Navia was out of reach for him, but a chance to lay back and get his breath back was not. Théadan dropped to his knees in the surf, and flopped over on to his back, spreading out his arms and legs while he fought to get his breath back, the water coming over his shins, and up around his shoulders, but never getting as high as his head. "Cheater." He murmured at Navia, deciding she had changed the rules of their game halfway through to suit her. "I think I deserve at least a couple more kisses for all my effort at the very least." He raised an eyebrow at her expectantly.