Eyes rolled at him, Théadan counted it as a small victory that he had managed to resist Navia's allure to draw an answer from him. How she reacted with that knowing expression on her features made him grin all the more. She bluntly called him out on knowing she had not imagined, though he did nothing to confirm it. She seemed to take on an almost resolute posture, Navia looked determined to draw the truth from his lips and while her hand cupped the back of his head, and her arm curled around the back of his neck, she lifted himself from him again, stimulating his erection further. Théadan closed his eyes and bit his bottom lip in preparation for the drop of her hips, and when they came, taking his member back inside of her smoothly until their hips met, Théadan still could not hold back his moan of delight.<br/><br/>He opened his eyes to Navia's contented sigh to feeling him fill her once more, her eyes watching his as she took it further and ground her hips against his forcing him deeper still. His hips shifted against hers, his head tilted back and his fingernails raked against the flesh of her thighs. It was not normally so easy to get a response like this out of him, Théadan could only really put it down to a couple of things, the lengthy period they had gone without sex, and his body still not being back to its full fitness. Becoming aroused again in quick succession on the other hand just seemed to be at the occasional whim of his manhood. There were times he would have been happy to be erect so quickly again to take them into another round of lovemaking, yet it would show no signs. Today on the other hand, at Navia's beckoning, it had other ideas, and Navia looked set to take full advantage of it.<br/><br/>She teased him back like for like, suggesting he had simply been too lost in the heat of the moment and had forgotten. It would have made him chuckle, but his lover was thinking up ways of reminding him, and they all involved those shapely hips of hers rolling against his and making him moan his pleasure. "Navia." Came to his lips as a whisper, but her name was not going to be enough, and she was making this almost unbearable with the way she kept swirled his member within her, stimulating those sensitive glands around his head. She asked if something stronger might be needed, but before he could answer Navia was lightly tugging on his hair to make him look up at her. Navia's lips found Théadan's and for a moment he was just enjoying her taste once more, breathing in her scent and being seduced by his Khluri temptress into giving up the word he so tightly clung too for no other reason than to see how Navia would draw it out of him.<br/><br/>He was tempted, as her hips rolled against his dragging his member around her hot well lubricated core, Théadan very nearly came close to telling her, it was on his lips. But he swallowed her lingering taste and the word with them. "Alu'wei." He whispered his name for her, looking up at her beautiful dark eyes, and feeling utterly at the mercy of whatever she chose to do with him, his voice wavering as he spoke. "I--" I can't? He was going to ache so much and feel so tired if this continued, it was likely whatever that chef intended to cook he would end up missing just through need to sleep thanks to his lover exhausting him. Oh what spell did she have him under that his body could be willing even as it ached from over use. He loved that Navia could have this affect on him, but knew he could let it all end just by giving her the word he had so nearly called in the heat of orgasm.<br/><br/>His heart was pounding in his chest, and his erection ached, but Théadan was the stubborn sort from time to time, and while Navia was making it so tempting for him to just give in and give up the word, he was deriving a great deal of pleasure watching how Navia got the word from him. How much further was she willing to go to hear him cry it out for her. He suspected he already knew the answer to that, and knew it wouldn't take much. His resolve to hold in a release was already broken, with Navia moving in such pleasing ways against him, it would not take long for her to have him moaning a second release. Théadan let one of his hands drift up from her thigh and press low against her abdomen feeling the firmness of her flesh with the knowledge that his erection, already covered in their releases, was lodged deep within pressing against the entrance to her womb. He let out a stuttering breath and then looked up at her, smiled and answered her question. "None." If she wanted the word, she would just have to make him cry it out.