She had been hoping to get a laugh out of him, so Navia smiled brightly at Théadan when he did just that. She loved hearing it, loved knowing she could bring him joy with her teasing. She’d also been hoping he might add a little movement of his hips, which he also did and had her humming her pleasure under him. Never one to let her teasing go unanswered, he voiced other reasons why he might make love to her so passionately, though his were far sweeter than her own. He merely kissed her cheek before settling down again, but Navia was tempted to catch him up in another deep kiss for having such kind words for her. She remained still however, happy to act as a pillow for him until they got up to properly lay in bed. Fingers continued to drift so she could enjoy having his skin beneath her touch, her mind scattered with thoughts of him.<br/><br/>Théadan sounded tired when he spoke and the truth of it was, Navia was tired as well. It was difficult to believe they had woken up in their tiny bed on the<i>Uttarana</i>to begin their day. They had also done and seen so much that day with parts of it being emotionally jarring for them both. Still, she liked hearing Théadan thought they were a perfect fit and she nodded, smiling to herself and knowing how true it was. They had both probably noticed that the first time they had made love. Their bodies curved and molded around each other just right; he filled her in the most satisfying way. And they both knew how well their hands fit together, though he was pulling his from her hold and she pouted slightly, having liked having yet another connection with him while they laid together and recuperated.<br/><br/>The hand that lefts hers came to rest on her cheek, warm and rough against her skin. Théadan guided her to face him more and Navia was complacent, though her gaze was curious to see what he wanted. Her heart tugged at seeing him resting against her shoulder and Navia briefly wished they had fallen back on the bed together in the other direction so he could sleep instead of suggest they move to the correct side of the bed. She smiled at him anyway, liking that he gave her options in lieu of suggesting one or the other. Tempted to choose remaining cuddled close, Navia used her newly freed hand to gently smooth Théadan’s damp hair from his forehead. “Any time one of the options is to stay cuddled together, it’s very difficult for me to choose anything else,” she admitted quietly, eyes studying his until she smiled at him.<br/><br/>“Of course, we could go lay down in bed the right way, then snuggle up to each other again and fall asleep in each other’s arms like we’ve done nearly every night,” Navia pointed out, “I always have the best sleep after we’ve spent the evening making love and end it all curled up together.” It was always so blissful, her tired and sore body safe and treasured in Théadan’s arms. Thinking of that, her body relaxed beneath his before she sighed heavily. “It’s so far away though,” she pouted dramatically, shaking her head at the thought of how much effort would be needed, “We would have to sit up, then move the blankets, then lay down again, then pull the blankets up so they cover us. It just seems like so much work…” Navia adjusted beneath Théadan a little though, legs shifting on either side of his, “You’re getting heavy though, so I guess we’d better.”