Before joining her in the tub, Théadan surprised her with a gentle kiss on the top of her head, leaving her to grin as he stepped into the tub. His little affectionate gestures were always to so welcome; she loved how delicate and sweet he could be when he had had such a rough upbringing. He chose to sit in front of her however, so Navia slid back to claim her end of the tub so he would have room to join her. He spoke of the difficulties creating another shower would face while he lowered into the tub and as disappointed as Navia was to hear that it would likely not be feasible for them, she was not as focused on her want for the shower when he was slipping into the water with her. Toned muscle riddled with scars, still glistening from the oils she’d applied, was on display as Théadan sat across from her until the water began to hide away his chest.<br/><br/>His leg’s moved to rest on either side of her, his feet nestled against her waist, and Navia wasted no time reaching out to touch his legs while her back settled against the wall of the tub behind her. Her gaze lingered on him, watching as he leaned back and closed his eyes, clearly enjoying the heat of the relaxing water. His own hands went to start drifting over her legs, causing her to smile softly as he asked what she imagined their home would be like. It was an intriguing question, mostly because he was the one who had described much of what their home could be like together. She had been ill the last time they’d given a full conversation to the subject, so it was exciting for her to get to lend her imagination to it.<br/><br/>“Hmmmmm,” Navia drew out while trying to decide what all she imagined for them and what she desired their home to have. She took her time mulling it over, one of her hands moving to join the other on one of his shins so she could begin washing away the oil covering him. Before she had been only absently stroking his skin, so her hands began to rub away the oil so he would be clean of it when their bath was over. “I want our home to be cozy,” Navia announced quietly, eyes studying the planes of Théadan’s relaxed face, “So we’ll need a tub like this where we can enjoy bathing together whenever we like and a grand fireplace for us to read by or make love beside, or both. If we’re to be alone together, doing whatever we please, then it should be a place that fits only us. I want us to have a room for all the books we collect over the years together, with a desk for us to write in that new journal or for you to keep up with yours. And I’d like a space for my painting and a large porch overlooking that ocean view you mentioned so I can paint out there whenever I like.”<br/><br/>Navia moved on to cleansing his other leg for him before shifting a little closer so she could start up his thigh. Her voice was quiet while she worked and dreamy as she thought of everything that home of theirs could provide them. Her hands continued to try to rub away the oil, moving slowly up Théadan’s thigh. “We’ll have to have a bed like the one I have in Mandira, where the sheer fabrics hang from the canopy above, making you feel like you’re alone in the world when you lie in bed.” Théadan might also feel more at home there, given the seclusion his bed in Nygaard had given him. Navia paused then, a sly smirk beginning to form on her dark lips, “I just can’t decide if we should have a small bed so you have no choice but to cuddle up to me every night or a big one for when our lusts take over and we’re feeling more adventurous.”