Navia's assurance she would soon have him whipped into shape gave Théadan good reason to laugh, she had that playful glint in her eye again, he hoped it would be sooner rather than later before he could be taking full advantage of the beauty that rested above him. For now they were able to enjoy each others bodies again, that was something he could fully appreciate, and having Navia lead their lovemaking for the foreseeable future would be no bad thing considering her idea to help him relax had been a wonderful massage. He could trust they would both make the most of their current circumstances. She did not look to fussed about whether anyone had heard them or not, only gazing towards the open doors and shrugging nonchalantly, and dismissing it with a wry comment.<br/><br/>Navia's lips briefly met his for a quick kiss which parted all too quickly for Théadan's liking. She sat up and dragged her hands down his oil slick chest before slowly raising her hips. He was treated to the feeling of her release slickened walls rubbing over his member, it brought a low moan from him, leaving him feeling disappointed when his manhood slipped from her folds so they were no longer joined. His eyes stared downwards, seeing his shaft glistening with a mixture of their climaxes, and could see the familiar trickle of his seed run down her thighs that always felt satisfying to watch. Navia sat back on his legs, one of her hands giving his member a stroke before seeking to clean them both up. He didn't hear much of what she said about bathing, only nodding his agreement to whatever she proposed while he enjoyed the feel of his lover cleaning him up. Théadan did so love how she would look after them both like that.<br/><br/>Once they were clean she was heading off towards the open doors, still naked, leaving him to roll on his side, and watch her stroll naked across the room to close the doors. Navia had such confidence in herself, she had no reason to be ashamed of her body, and around him obviously there was nothing to hide, but she still paused at the balcony doors to admire the view briefly and that was a sure sign of someone completely comfortable in who they were. Théadan sat up when Navia was done admiring the view, and was returning to the bed, only to detour at the dresser and pick up the fruits he had bought for them both. Her hand presented the fruits right to his lips as she referred to him as '<i>taster</i>' in those teasing tones again. He gave her a look wanting to have something witty to say back to her, but his mind came up short. With a small sigh, Théadan reached a hand to cup hers holding the fruit to him, and guide it to his mouth, where he took a bite. It was flavourful, sweet and had a pleasing tang to his tongue. It was softer than other fruits he had tried too.<br/><br/>"Well it's not making me keel over in a coughing fit." He remarked, before taking her other hand and raising the second piece of fruit to her lips, "It's good, I think you'll like it." He said as he pecked a kiss to her cheek, and shuffled off the bed, taking the fruit he had taken a bite out of with him. "Why don't you go ahead and enjoy the fruit, and I'll go see to making a bath for us both?" He suggested, feeling like he had recovered his breath well enough to be able to get on with that. He did take one glance back at the bed, and noted how it remained a mess, the bed sheets removed, the covers dumped unceremoniously to one side. all so he could have the pleasure of Navia's massage. He smirked a little as he spoke. "Perhaps in the mean time you should set about cleaning up all this mess you've made." He laughed pointing at all the linens that had been cast to one side before taking another bite of his fruit.