She had been focused on what she could do for him and how he reacted to it, that it took Navia a few moments to realize his own hand had lowered and was teasing her arousal-slickened folds. While he looked her over, not answering her request to join her at first, Navia remained propped up and waiting, knowing he eventually would and instead trembling a little beneath the wonderful touch of his hand. “Théadan,” she had to whimper softly when his fingers exposed her more, her hips shifting from the blossom of heat it sent through her, only stirring up her need for him even more. She was finding it difficult to be patient, especially when she could actually feel the reaction his member gave to such a sight for him to behold, and Navia was prepared to ask him to join her again when Théadan spoke, his voice low and thick. She could tell he was going to do as she requested, his hand moving to plant over her shoulder.<br/><br/>She waited to lean back down into the hay until their lips met. They moved down together, mouths fused and tongues meeting, her back resting on the blanket she’d laid out, cushioned by the hay beneath them. She loved it, the warmth that came with their chest and abdomens pressing, the heat from having his hard member trapped between them. Her hand was captured there as well, so she took to rubbing along the length of him that was not pressed intimately to her belly, matching the pace of how his hips were already grinding against her. She could feel the anticipation building between them, knew they were not going to be able to wait much longer, and as Théadan pulled back from their deep kiss to speak to her, Navia could tell he was going to give them what they craved.<br/><br/>Her hand came in contact with a dribble of pre that had wept from his erection, so she was working her way back up to his tip when Théadan lifted his hips in a silent sign it was time they were joined. Navia glanced up at him as he did so, eyes dreamy with the sweet mood between them, her thumb moving to slowly swirl over his tip and spread the pre he had released. Her hand adjusted its hold then, gently guiding the engorged head of his erection to the entrance of her body so he could finally initiate their lovemaking. Théadan surprised her by speaking to her through it, of describing how it felt to him, and Navia stared up at him, enraptured by seeing the way it affected him. There was little in the world more powerful than seeing how one affected their lover on such a deep level, and Navia was moved by the words Théadan added to his expressions.<br/><br/>She loved hearing him say it, loved how he paired it with slowly burying deeper within her, welcomed by the very walls he spoke of and how they eagerly contracted around him to pull him in more, instinctually wanting him as deep as possible for as long as possible. He took his time, his body slowly pressing down on hers more and more as his hips moved to press his arousal further within her. Navia’s hands were soft and encouraging at his sides, wanting him to take his time so they simply skimmed along his flesh, enjoying the easy pleasure of touching him. Théadan soon filled her completely though, giving her the sensation she had described for him, where his slightly too large size cause her to stretch around him so they had the perfect fit without any discomfort. She could feel her inner walls tightening around him after loosening to give him space, a sensation she had only ever felt with him.<br/><br/>The groan paired with the admittance she felt better than anything else he’d ever experienced in his life tugged at both her lust and affection for him. It was always so stimulating to hear what he thought of her, especially when he paired it with his voice and a low groan, but Navia also loved how much he revered being with her. Touched by it, Navia pushed her hands up between them gently, her fingers taking hold to cup his cheeks gently to hold his face in her hands. She stared up at him in the darkness, the only sounds around them of thunder and rain, and saw all she desired in the world. “I feel the same way,” she told him softly, one of her legs sliding up to gracefully hook around his waist and pull him in deeper, “There is nothing in my life better than you, and no one I want more.” Her hands guided Théadan in for another deep kiss so she could express her sentiments to him, then slid around his neck to hold him tightly to her. Her hips adjusted a little next, lowering as much as she could while trapped beneath him, then easing upward so they could enjoy the sensation of his member being slid partially from her depths, only to be welcomed right back in. Her leg tightened around him as she did so, causing the tip of his length to press against her cervix. A heady moan escaped Navia as their lips parted, her body bowing beneath his and her head falling back as the tremors of delight rushed through her.