At first it seemed as though Théadan was not going to agree she deserved a little reward for not antagonizing him during their meal with Baiza. She rose a brow at Théadan, watching as he looked up at the ceiling while considering her suggestion, her own eyes briefly flickering upward to see what he was gazing upon. What he said was completely ridiculous however, and Navia scoffed at the idea he could give her a reward that would have her uninterested in the actual one later on that evening. Surely he was kidding; he knew how they were, how twisted up in each other they could get. Unless he planned on abandoning all tact and pushing her up against a wall in the hallway to make love to her, an act that would be a stretch even for them despite their tendencies to end up tangled up in each other in semi-public areas, Navia doubted Théadan could think of something that would be better than what he had suggested earlier.<br/><br/>He was deciding he needed to tempt her more into continuing to be kind to him instead of teasing him in front of others though, and a pleased smile flit across her dark lips. Curious to see what he had in mind, Navia was complacent to his touch, allowing Théadan to place her arms around his neck to pull her in more. She grinned up at him as he did so, giving her head a small shake to keep her thick black hair behind her shoulders and out of their way. His own hands found their familiar places at her waist, bringing them closer. He flooded her senses, the scent of him and warmth of his body calling to her while his gaze kept hers pinned on him. He asked if a kiss would tide her over and with the way he was gazing down at her, his nose brushing hers in such a sweet way, Navia was already nodding and starting to rise onto her toes to collect the offered kiss.<br/><br/><i>A little more </i>caught her attention though, and Navia studied the temptation of Théadan’s lips briefly before her gaze rose to take in his expression. In her mind, she had only wanted a kiss from Théadan so she could enjoy having his taste on her tongue while they went off to meet with Osa. She was looking forward to his reward after and had not considered there being much else they could do in a hallway that wouldn’t raise any eyebrows other than share a brief kiss together. But Théadan was close and warm and secure. He was tempting and charming. His words were always nearly begging her to question what he meant. Navia couldn’t resist finding out what he had in mind and she was certain he knew that. Why else would he ask? He knew her better than anyone; Théadan knew exactly what he was doing by dangling a little mystery in front of her.<br/><br/>“I do want a kiss,” she agreed, nodding slightly and allowing the movement to cause their noses to bump, her near-black eyes intent on him. She allowed her words to trail off before she rose up on her toes to close the last bit of distance between them, her arms tightening around his neck and holding him close as her lips covered his own. Navia let them brush at first, then drew Théadan into a deep, unhurried kiss that allowed them to wallow in their affections for each other for a time. Her tongue sought his out, her soft curves molding around the harder planes of his body. He’d offered a kiss to tide her over the rest of the evening after all; she was going to be sure to have just that. Eventually she drew back, his taste on her tongue and her breath coming a bit quicker from the excitement of being near him, and Navia smiled slyly up at Théadan. “But I will always be greedy when it comes to you.” To prove as much, she leaned up and stole a brief kiss, “What more would you give me than a kiss?”