The sounds of Navia's delight at just tasting him on her tongue, was a satisfying noise to Théadan's ears, and gave him encouragement to do more, to seek to create more of those delightful sounds from Navia, and enjoy the pleasure they could both so easily give each other. The snort that escaped her, along with a vigourous shake of her head, was amusing though. Their teasing ways always managed to create a good mood between them, the issues that had occurred downstairs were already forgotten in favour of the joy each others companionship brought them. They had become so good at putting aside the problems others created for them, it only ever seemed to bring them closer, and as Navia pointed out, even if they tried to separate themselves, they would just end up gravitating back towards each other again.<br/><br/>Her lips came close to pressing against his again, Théadan's eyes closed and lips puckered in preparation for it. Navia paused before any contact was made however, and using the intimate nature their conversation had taken as an example of how they were so drawn to each other. There was of course no denying they had come to meet in the middle of the bed, and began touching and coaxing those embers of lust to ignite into a flame. It would just take a push to do it. Navia's hand slipped into his hair, taking a bundle and drawing him into another deep kiss. He felt her tongue probe for his, and he reciprocated for them to coil together, giving them both a fulfilling taste of each other. They stayed like that for a moment lips locked together, before the need for air drew them apart.<br/><br/>Navia posed what she deemed the real question too him, whether they would resist the temptation to indulge in each others bodies that they both so clearly felt, or to use it as an opportunity to celebrate their arrival into Khlurios. It did not sound like a real question in Théadan's mind, with how the mood had shifted to such an intimate nature, and the way they had been kissing, touching, and softly speaking, it seemed very much like they both only had one thing in mind. If anything the question was how, not whether they would. "Trying to keep our hands off each other would be like trying to stop the tides." He replied, his teeth showing with a big grin of his, as his hand began to idly stroke down along her thigh. "Even if we resisted, and laid down in bed together, we would still snuggle, still pull each other close. Between quiet words, and light caresses, perhaps my breath on your neck, or your hands on my chest. Temptation would gradually build between us as it always does, and eventually one of us would snap and coax the other into giving in to desire too."<br/><br/>The hand that drifted down along Navia's thigh found the edges of her dress, and slipped beneath to touch bare flesh and enjoy the texture of her skin on his fingertips. Hungry eyes met hers as he looked at her with a knowing grin. "So what do I want?" He repeated her question, knowing exactly what he wanted. "I think you already know the answer to that, my love." Théadan said confidently a grin wide on his lips as he pressed a little closer to his lover, breathing in her scent and enjoying how her pretty face filled all of his vision, so that she was all there was in the world to him. "Whatever gets me you." His lips met hers again, but he lingered this time, letting his hand move up along her leg to give her thigh a squeeze too. He wasn't prepared to let their desires wait and boil over once they were curled up in bed, he did not have the patience for it today. Today Théadan just wanted to enjoy his Khluri lover, and make a cherished memory of their first night together in Khlurios.