She could not fathom a time when the heat for her in Théadan’s eyes would not tempt her into grabbing him up and falling into a lustful frenzy. It was already difficult to keep up with the slow game of light touches and avoiding lips; Navia was not sure she could continue to play when his hands pulled her in more and his lips were so enticingly close to her own. Luckily Théadan had taken her words to heart, he had already pulled her in more to offer his body heat, his whispered words promising to wipe the thoughts of the chilly air surrounding her from her mind. To do just that, he guided them into a deep kiss that they could wallow in for a time so they could enjoy the setting surrounding them and the satisfaction of having their lips meeting after tiptoeing around each other.<br/><br/>Like all their kisses, it had to end, and Navia could not keep from being a little disappointed, even if he did not go far at all. Théadan stayed close, voice quiet but laced with his want for her, and Navia tightened the hand she’d left at his side, her fingers pressing against his firm flesh while she thought of all the ways he could stir up the heat she always had simmering for him. She knew it would not be difficult for him to do; there was something about the two of them together that always made it all too easy to tip them into only caring about climaxing together. It appeared to her that Théadan had a similar idea to what she did however, his own hand slowly trailing down her abdomen. Her breath caught in her throat when he did so, the tease of his fingers so close when she knew they could bring such pleasure to her was nearly too much. She looked up at him with the beginnings of a pout, wanting his touch, but he was whispering more tempting words to her before his mouth met hers again, and Navia was content to be distracted.<br/><br/>“Mmm…Sounds like exactly what I need,” She practically purred against his lips, happy to hear Théadan planned on heating her up so much, she would want to cool off in water. She wanted to answer him, but the kiss was more important, more satisfying, so she instead focused on how perfect it was to have his lips moving with hers, for their tongues to dance together, to press up against him and revel in the heat between them. She knew Théadan would do what he could to stir up the heat in her, it would not take much coaxing, but the way he moved closer let her know just how much his own lusts were beginning to take hold. Smiling at the sensation of his hardening member brushing against her thigh, Navia adjusted against him to bring the hand at his side up so her arm could wrap around his neck and keep him from going too far.<br/><br/>She wanted to stay pressed up against him, her arm assisted with that, but Navia wanted more, needed more. She craved his lips staying merged with her as well, so she pulled back only long enough for them both to catch a breath of air before initiating another deep kiss, her body eagerly pushing to rub against his own, trapping both water and their hands between them. Her hand managed to reach for and slowly stroke his thickening length though, and Navia took her time to at first use only her fingertips to gently brush along Théadan’s wet, smooth erection until she felt it was firm enough for the full strokes she knew would help bring him to be fully erect. It was then her hand adjusted, her movements slow and unhurried as her hand began at the base of his member and slowly stroked her palm down his length. Her mouth finally broke from his then, and she looked up at him with all the desire she had for him filling her dark eyes. “Touch me,” she requested in a whisper, her fingers tightening slightly so she could pause at the tip of his length and brush her thumb across the slit there in hopes to convince him. “Please,<i>kamin</i>,” Navia added breathily, before a small smirk formed on her lips and she took advantage of their close proximity. Her teeth gently closed around his bottom lip, her eyes showing a glint of challenge before she whispered to him, “Or do you have other plans for that hand of yours?”