Navia found his silly antics amusing, and that's all Théadan really wanted with the comments he had made, though of course she was quick to point out some of the details he had been keen to leave out for the sake of making her seem far quicker to accept his help than she had previously let on. He couldn't rightly deny him carrying her along the beach was anything but his idea, not without lying anyway, though her reason for having to be carried to the bed just moments ago seemed far weaker in his eyes. Sure he had forced a powerful climax from her, but he had done so to them both, and with him putting the majority of energy into bringing them to that moment, surely he was the one who would be more tired, and less likely to be able to stand after.<br/><br/>She also brought up points of him pushing her against a rock and down to the floor which had him chuckling, he had indeed been quite rough with her this day, but reasoned it was because now he knew at some point he would have to treat Navia with more care in the not too distant future, so he had to make the most of being able to thrust the full weight of his passions upon her now while he could. The thought of staying another day in the spa while surely would be enjoyable, Théadan was certain it would just leave them even more exhausted than they currently were, the place was practically a trap for a couple like themselves. But as Navia pointed out she was only joking, giving him reason to give her another little squeeze.<br/><br/>Théadan snuggled himself closer to Navia, pressing his nose into her hair, and breathing in her scent, his lips could brush the nape of her neck at any time he so desired, and he could feel the whole of her back against his chest, contented by her warmth in his arms. He felt her hand travel along his arm before resting on his hand and interlocking their fingers so she could him towards their bump at her abdomen. A pleased smile passed over his lips as she admitted to liking him call her mother of their child, and it only grew wider as she expressed her hopes for it. He was prepared to express his own hopes for their child, when Navia spoke again, only far more cheekily as she decided at night the child would be his.<br/><br/>He chuckled quietly behind her, nuzzling his nose against her hair, and pressing a small kiss against the nape of her neck. Théadan did not doubt how many long nights would be in store for them in the future, but right now he could look forward to them, and in those quiet moments early in the morning before the sun had even risen, he could imagine what he might speak of to their infant. "Mmm then during those nights while you're asleep and I'm looking after out child, I'll just have to tell our child stories about its mother and how wicked she can be." He chuckled evilly thinking of all the stories he could tell when she had done something silly, or acted in a certain way to try and provoke a reaction out of him. "Perhaps I'll tell the child about one of the times you stole from me?" He mused.<br/><br/>Another kiss pressed to the nape of her neck, and his mischievous tone lessened somewhat to speak more enticingly towards her. "But if you're nice to me, perhaps I'll tell our child nice things about you." There were definitely some parallels there with the last deal he had made with Navia, and he was all too aware of them, so continued to make the offer sound all the nicer. "Sweet things that will have them looking up to you with big proud loving eyes." His hand caressed the bump slowly as he spoke. "Maybe I'll let our child know every day how lucky it is to have a mother as kind, and sweet, and playful as you."