Gaze intent and patient to see if Théadan remembered the moment she had brought up, Navia studied his features while he took the time to call up the memory. Théadan did not disappoint however; he knew when he had said those important words to her and announced as much as he cutely rubbed his nose against hers. It brought a smile to her lips to hear him remember what she had said to him beforehand as well, but what Navia found to be more important was him recalling how she had considered him apart of her even when they weren’t making love. She still thought as much and perhaps even more than before. After the harrowing experience of being ripped from each other, then having to escape Nygaard to protect her form the blood on her hands, Navia knew she and Théadan were all the closer than before.<br/><br/>It was two small words that he possibly didn’t even mean to have meaning that caused Navia’s brow to furrow briefly however. Théadan said they could be a time when they were apart and would still be part of each other. She was sure he meant the times outside of them sharing their bodies, but it still nagged at her that it could mean otherwise as well. She returned the brief kiss of his regardless and smiled up at him upon hearing how thankful Théadan was to be with her every day, but Navia was fully prepared to ask about those two small words. He began to move in that moment though, so instead of a question passing through her full lips, a moan of pleasure did instead, her body quivering beneath his when he began to slowly thrust in and out of her.<br/><br/>“I only want to be with you as well,” Navia whispered once the initial waves of delight washed over her. There was nowhere else she would rather than be than by his side. She had always valued her independence, had always desired to forge her own path with no assistance, and Théadan always celebrated that about her. But he also offered a companionship, a richness, that made her life all the brighter. He challenged her, made her a better version of herself, and in her eyes, there was nothing better a lover could do. The thought of it, of how much he meant to her and how he had changed her life so much, caused her heart to swell for him. Affection running thick, she slid her arms around his neck and pulled him close as his hips ground down on her then lifted to repeat to action. Her lips found his again, the kiss deep and slow so she could express just how much she adored being with him.<br/><br/>Mouths fused, chests and abdomens pressed together, hips meeting when Théadan’s fluid movements allowed it, Navia was in bliss. She knew they could do more though, knew Théadan could reach more deeply if he had the leverage, and so sent her leg to curl around the back of his, her ankle hooking at his calf to open up her core more to him and keep her body tight against his own even as he worked his hard member down into the hot depths of her core and out again. It also gave Navia the purchase to help, meeting his slow thrusts with her own, hips rolling upward to meet him before his strength pushed them down into the mattress. Adding her own movements had her moaning softly, her face tilting up toward the ceiling more, until she grew more used to the sensation and could speak again. “I love you,” Navia whispered, pressing a soft kiss to Théadan’s lips before she smiled up at him, the heavy feelings she had for him alight in her dark eyes,“I hope you know it, we so rarely say it, but I do and I don’t think I’ll ever finish falling in love with you. I cherish every moment I share with you.” Every day he did something that had her falling deeper into that pit of affection she had for him, and Navia never wanted to try to climb out.