The passion Navia returned in the kiss was equal to what Théadan had given, their fused together as their tongues danced, and tastes filled each other. She was so sweet on his lips, Théadan knew he would never tire of the ardent way their lips met to express all the passion and desire that had built up with their soft words, and rocking of their bodies against one another. It was just perfect. Alone in their own little world, surrounded by water, something that come to mean so much to them in their history together, and now almost acted like an aphrodisiac for them. Any time they found themselves alone in a body of water together, moments like these were near guaranteed. Not that Théadan would ever think of uttering a word of complaint on this.<br/><br/>Their lips broke to Navia's thick groan, their lusts for each other were beginning to arrive at a peak, neither one of them seemed fully in control anymore, and were rapidly approaching the precipice before their climax. He could sense some fatigue in them both as their efforts began taking their toll on their endurance. Thankfully Navia's reply to him was for him to not hold back, her legs tightening around his waist to make her point as their hips ground against each other. A gentle hand at the back of his neck, guided Théadan into resting his forehead against her, her hands gripping his back muscles as though to steady herself. Dark eyes met green and she asked him not to hold himself back any longer, her fingers cradling his sac giving him encouragement to do exactly that with their soft caress, and the added squeeze to urge him into releasing within her.<br/><br/>For Théadan, Navia in the heat of that moment was the height of temptation, appealing to him and all his sexual preferences in that moment, her hand fondling him, the whispered desire for his release, and for all of him. It was far too much for Théadan to bare. He struggled to finish off the last few thrusts, all sense of rhythm departing him as he felt the tightening in his sac coupled with the soft squeeze from Navia that had his member twitching within her as his orgasm was upon him. "Navia..." He gasped his lovers name, overcome with the pleasure and feelings for her, his hips slamming against hers as he drove his member as deep as he could to press the head up against her cervix and cover it with the first spurts of his seed. His hand clutched tight at her thigh, keeping her close to him as his body trembled, and toes curled, eyes briefly closing as ecstasy washed over him.<br/><br/>Théadan's hips continued to grind lazily against hers, struggling for co-ordination as his orgasm slowly came to a sputtering end, his member occasionally twitching inside Navia as he gave her all of himself in his desire to see her satisfied. He moved to rest his face against her shoulder as he tried to recover his breath, still clutching tightly at Navia as they remained joined for the time being. The world around them slowly began to filter back in to his senses, the cool water around them, the sound of the waterfall they had walked through, he could still smell Navia's scent on his nose, her taste combined with the water on his tongue. But he was no longer beset by his lust for the time being, and that allowed him enough of a clear mind to wryly remark. "We're going to be very sore by the time we're finished at this spa." Théadan chuckled a little, knowing their time in this place was going to be very enjoyable for them both, he was glad they would be staying for two days to make the most of it. While his heart beat slowed and returned to normal, and his heavy breathing slowly lessened, Théadan remained resting against Navia, perking up to only ask. "How are you feeling now? Has my body, and lips, and love, succeeded in warming you up yet?" He pressed a small soft kiss to her shoulder before a grin spread over his lips. "Do you crave the cooler waters of this little grotto to bring us back down from those heady heights of pleasure?"