They were a hot mess, unable to keep their hands off each other, and so lost in their world together that nothing else seemed to matter. Not the fact they hadn't made it to the bed, nor that the balcony doors were open for the sounds of their lovemaking to rival noise of all the nocturnal critters in the jungle. If Navia had anything more to say, any more taunts to air, or words of encouragement, or passion, she did not say them. It was just her touch Théadan felt, on his back, running up to become lost in his hair, urging his lips back to hers so they could kiss once more and savour each others taste. The sounds of her moans were stifled by his lips, but he could feel the reverberations in her chest as they tried to escape every time his length thrust inside of her.<br/><br/>Navia seemed to want more of him, all that she could get, and he was happy to give it all. Her legs tightened around his waist to help drive him that little bit deeper into her core, her body shaking with the pressure building within, and then suddenly she was breaking the kiss, and he could feel her vaginal walls clamp down hard upon his length as she cried his name in bliss. Navia gripped him, holding on in any manner she could, her back arching under him, her breasts pressing to his chest, and her hips undulating against his as she rode her climax. All the while Théadan had the perfect view of his lover giving into her lust, and watching all the passion she had for him build up and release in this crescendo. He did not stop in his movements, not for one moment. Théadan was intent on making sure her body got everything it craved after having given him everything he had asked for.<br/><br/>It was wonderful to watch, hear and feel. He had the pleasure of feeling every moment of Navia's climax, as she slowly came back down from its giddy heights, her fingers dragging over his flesh as she slowly released the tight grip she had on him. It took the energy from her, and with it Théadan stopped fighting off his own climax, pressing his body close to Navia's once more, pressing a small kiss to her lips again, as his hips began to lose their rhythm. Théadan groaned as he felt the familiar rush from his sac and through his length. He pressed his hips to hers once more, and rested his forehead against hers. His seed flooded Navia's core, and Théadan was left to moan, his gaze never leaving his lover, looking into her eyes as he unloaded all that hot need he had for her within.<br/><br/>Théadan slumped against her as the last spurts of his orgasm trailed off, leaving him spent and tired. The aches of his muscles and joints quickly made themselves known after such rough treatment, but all he could do was seek comfort in the crook of Navia's neck, inhaling her sweet fragrance and and basking in the afterglow as his body desperately tried to recover from the vigourous way he had made love to her. Only his hands really moved, stroking along her arms, just wanting to feel her warm flesh beneath his fingertips so he could enjoy a little bit more of Navia's body. After a couple minutes of recovery, Théadan eventually piped up, wanting to tease and goad her after having gotten exactly what he wanted from his lover. "Failed to stay quiet again, hmm?" He grinned into her neck, reaching a hand down to her hip and giving her a small playful pinch. "Just couldn't help yourself, could you?"