Removing her dress meant having to pull her hand back from touching him and Navia did so with a small sigh. She loved when he enjoyed her hand on him so much, he ground against her for more and having that disrupted was disappointing, especially when such a satisfying groan left him. Eager to have their clothes out of the way so they would not be hindered by them, Navia sat up enough to help Théadan pull the dress over her head, her hands leaving him so she could raise her arms up and allow the dress to be discarded. She didn’t lie back again until he went to reach for his own shirt, her hands moving to help him push it up and out of the way. He rejoined her then, the pair of them sinking back down to the cool wooden floor beneath them. Navia’s hands instinctively raised down Théadan’s bare chest, eager to have his skin beneath her touch once more while he goaded her with confident words.<br/><br/>They made her grin, mostly from the truth of them. She loved his confidence, loved knowing how right he was. Even his mouth lowering to her neck and finding a spot to claim with tongue and teeth drew a little whimper approval from her. How fast and sudden all this was, her gaze wandering as Théadan’s hands and mouth possessively wandered her body. Her own hands were searching, one hand smoothing along his back while the other slid back down between them to continue fondling his erection. As blissful as it was, their surroundings still caught her attention for a few moments and she smirked upon realizing how close they were to one of those fluffy white rugs adorning the hardwood floors. They hadn’t even been able to move a few feet over for a bit of comfort, such was the extent of their lust for each other. No, it had to be right there, right then. Waiting any longer would be torture.<br/><br/>He was right she couldn’t keep her hands off him. It had always been difficult for her to do, but with how commanding Théadan had been, Navia was so swept up in her desire for him, she couldn’t even fully pretend to deny him of her. Even him rising above her to adjust their positions was almost too far for him to travel and Navia frowned as he did so, her legs shifting under his direction. She briefly considered trying to fight it, just for a little more fun to see what he would do, but Théadan was strong and she wanted him there. He was still goading her though, still acting just as challenging as she had been, so Navia knew she had to at least keep up with him. He was practically daring her to fight back how much noise she usually ended up making when they made love. He paired it with a kiss, but it was the way his body pressed down on hers more and his hips met hers that was even more of a challenge.<br/><br/>The heat that came with feeling his erection straining against his trousers, pressing up against her core in the most appealing way, caused Navia to shiver beneath her lover’s hard, hot body as her hand went to plant on his hip. Just having their bodies touch so intimately nearly had her moaning beneath him, but Navia bit it back, pulling back from their kiss to shake her head. “I-If you think—“ She couldn’t finish, instead gritting her teeth together to bite back the pleasured moan that threatened to be released when Théadan began to grind down on her, his arousal stroking against her. “Théadan,” she whimpered breathlessly, her hand gripping his hip as the other tightened on his back. Then she shook her head, eyes closing while she tried to fight back the urge to beg for more or to moan out loud.<br/><br/>“Mm-mm,” she finally answered him, her hands loosening on him to wander his back while she looked up at him, her eyes filled with a heady mixture of defiance and hunger for him, “I’ve been quiet before, I can do it again. It should be easy.” It was a lie; she had only ever managed to stay quiet with his help when they were making love, but Navia saw no point in mentioning that while she wanted to continue to try to show disobedience and egg him on. The only problem was she so desperately wanted more of him. She rose up from the floor enough to pull him into another kiss, this one hard and demanding, her tongue seeking his out and coiling around it for a full taste of him. Her hands did not remain idle either; they stroked down the length of his chest until they met at the ties of his pants.<br/><br/>Movements hurried while their mouths moved together, her body craving more contact with his, Navia pushed Théadan’s pants and underwear downward enough to release the hard member waiting to be freed. After a couple eager strokes to encourage him, Navia hitched her thigh around his waist, bringing his hips down closer and trapping his erection between them, right against the thin, rapidly dampening fabric barring them from becoming one once more. Her mouth breaking away from his with a gasp and a few broken strings of saliva between them, Navia wrapped her arms around her lover, her sensitive breasts rubbing enticingly against his bare chest. Her face burrowed into his neck before any sound came from her and her teeth bit down on the curve of his shoulder. It kept her from moaning out happily as her leg tightened around him and her hips eagerly ground against him for some relief from the mounting hunger she had for him. It would be a battle, trying to have him with how badly her body craved him, but doing so quietly to stubbornly show Théadan she could do it.