No immediate answer to Navia’s question came from Théadan, but she was patient and curious, leaving her to study him intently as his own focus wandered her body. Finally he reiterated his love of watching her walk in front of her, something she had only just learned of him, but he paired saying it with something new, a pinch to her rear. It made her gasp and jolt a little, but she was soon grinning at him after such a tease. She was not surprised to hear him mention her breasts next, they had been subject to his affections from early in their relationship. Hearing Théadan express his love for the natural curves of her body was new however, and him pairing it mapping those curves with his hands was delightful. Her gaze left his briefly to watch as his hands trailed over her skin, rewetting her torso and causing water to drip from her body.<br/><br/>Her lips parted to provide her own likes of his body, but Théadan was sending his hands up to cradle her face, causing Navia to focus entirely on his words. After him bringing up the parts of her body that he enjoyed, she was slightly surprised to hear him say her face called to him. She knew he thought her beautiful, he had told her before after all, and she knew most people did. She was considered one of the greatest beauties Khlurios had to offer, yet Théadan did not simply speak of how her features were pretty. Instead he explained his enjoyment of her unblemished skin, of her face making her appear impish and mischievous. Pleased to hear him say so, her lips curved up into a grin and she could have provided him with one of those devilish ideas, but Théadan wasn’t finished. No, his eyes were dropping to steady on her lips, leaving Navia to hold back her teasing ways in favor of letting him go on.<br/><br/>What she couldn’t resist was releasing a happy little moan when his thumb dragged across her soft lips, the friction between them far too pleasing. She studied his face hungrily while he did so, trying to be patient while he described how he enjoyed her lips. With Théadan leaning in closer and speaking of how kissable her lips were, Navia had to force back the urge to lean forward and capture his lips, wanting him to take his time in whatever he had planned. Sure enough, Théadan’s lips covered hers and Navia released a pleased hum, her body relaxing and lowering to rest on top of his, careful not to agitate his newest scar. She let that kiss linger for a time, her hands sliding up his chest to gently rest just below his jaw, until Navia pulled back with a content sigh and allowed her lips to brush over his to draw out the quiet moment.<br/><br/>“I could listen to you speak of what you like about me all night,” she admitted quietly with a small chuckle, letting her face remain close to his while they almost laid in the tub together. The water lapped her sides, her rear and much of her back exposed to the cool air, but Navia ignored it in favor of studying Théadan’s face, “But it’s my turn and there’s just so much I could talk about.” It was only fair that he got to hear what she found most attractive in him when he had done it for her. “First, I also enjoy your body,” she could have swept her hands over him the way he had done for her, but she was content with looking down at him while she spoke, “All your training has given you a physique I love touching, but you’re not overpowering. You have a quiet strength to you, Théadan, and sometimes I forget how well-trained and strong you really are…until you’re using that strength against me in the most pleasing ways.” She paused with a chuckle to steal a brief kiss from him as memories of how he’d thrown her onto beds or pushed her up against walls flooded her mind.<br/><br/>“And as much as I hate the pain you have had to endure from the scars on your body, I would not remove them if I could,” Navia went on, her voice turning a bit more solemn while her gaze settled on the scar beneath his left eye, “They show your inner strength after all, and you have so much of it. I admire your resolve, Théadan, and how you’ve fought to remain true to your morals despite what your family wanted of you.” Then her expression turned more wistful and a smile tugged at her lips as her hands moved to smooth her thumbs across the curve of his jaw. “I love kissing along here,” she admitted quietly, “And you already know how much I enjoy it when the scruff of your beard rubs against my skin.”<br/><br/>“But I think what I love most of your features, what about you calls to me the most, are your eyes,” Navia finished, her hands gently moving up his face so her thumbs could run just below his emerald gaze, “Sometimes the way you look at me makes me feel weak. They’re just so green. Before meeting you, I had met visitors to Khlurios with colored eyes, but I had never seen anyone with such vibrant green eyes. I’ve admired them since the moment you took your mask off the night we met. Lately I have even had a dream a couple times—“ Navia stumbled to a stop, surprise briefly lighting on her bronzed face as the memory of a child of her coloring looking back at her with emerald eyes she knew came to mind. Not willing to admit such a dream, worried it would bring them heartache, Navia quickly shook her head and shrugged, “It’s never a full dream, so I suppose it doesn’t matter. The point is, you have such expressive, pretty eyes. I love seeing your lust for me in them, or your affection, or your humor. And when I come close…” Navia trailed off to lean in so their foreheads met and she could stare into Théadan’s brilliantly green eyes and grin goofily down at him, “I can see they have flecks of gold and different greens in them, like jewels."