Théadan could see from the way Navia's eyes watched his tongue flick over his lips, she had seen him doing something that every bit as attractive to her, as she was being to him. It was the way they remained fixed on him, there was a hunger there he had seen many times before, and knew what would inevitably come next. This was not a night for restraint it seemed, perhaps more one of indulgence, in the taste of this sweet pineapple, and that of each other. They had surely earned such a night like this, after all their journeying, the sacrifices they had made, the muted stares of strangers who disapproved of their being together. They deserved a night of luxury, to make the most of each other in what ever way they saw fit. The abrupt way in which Navia pressed her lips to Théadan's told him she would likely agree with that sentiment.<br/><br/>Her body pressed close to his, the warmth of her breasts against him reminding him of what he found so arousing about Navia in that corset. But her lips were hot and demanding against his, her tongue seeking his in an eager kiss, as she pushed him back against the chaise. Théadan welcomed it, enjoying the sensation of having a lover who desired him in such an intense manner. His hands held her thigh, and the ribs just below her breast as he murmured his pleasure for her. Navia's hand was not as idle as his, where he held her, Navia sought to give him yet more pleasure, her fingers curling around his hard member and settling into a steady and satisfying rhythm immediately, causing him to groan into her, and shift in the chaise as the pleasure ran through his body.<br/><br/>Their kiss broke as the need to breathe demanded it of them, but Navia wasted no time in seeking more of him, her hand ran into the hair at the nape of his neck and pulled back gently to expose his neck to her greedy lips, sending kisses along his throat and neck. Navia seemed to be everywhere, wanting much of him, but giving even more back, another piece of fruit was offered which he only noticed when he felt its cool juices were running over his lips. Théadan gladly took the fruit into his mouth while Navia moved to rid him of his robe, demanding it be gone. With all that she was doing to make this night special, to see them both pleasured and satisfied, he was happy to help in whatever way he could.<br/><br/>Théadan removed his arms from the robe, enjoying the juicy pineapple and its sweet taste on his lips, while his lovers hand pleasured the length of his member, stimulating the most sensitive parts, causing him to gasp in delight, all while Navia whispered to him of how much she loved his taste, and how it felt to touch him. He was completely enthralled by her, by how she was making every effort to fill his senses with something pleasurable, how she seemed to be everywhere. His Khluri temptress was definitely doing everything in her power to make this night special for them both, and all Théadan wanted to do in return was reciprocate how wonderful she was being to him. "And I love how it feels to be touched by you." He admitted with a grin and a shift of his hips up into her hand. He was still laid back in the chaise where her kiss and arm had left him, but his eyes watched her, how excited she looked, the lust that had so obviously built in her actions. He had to do more to make sure she felt as much pleasure as she was giving to him. "I love how your lips feel moving against mine, and how that devious hand of yours finds so many creative ways of bringing me pleasure." He whispered before lifting his head a little to kiss her with the juicy taste of the pineapple still on his lips.<br/><br/>Trapped beneath Navia as he was, the only things Théadan could really use to contribute to their pleasure was his lips, and his hands. With his lips preoccupied with kissing his lover, Théadan's hands moved to roam her body, exploring her for any signs of where she was particularly sensitive at that point. He had already indulged in her breasts, so his hands moved downwards, feeling the natural curve from her breasts down to her waist, and then over her hips. One thing that had caught Théadan's eye was how little Navia was wearing, the corset was gorgeous on her, and he was more than happy for it to stay, but below that there was minimal clothing keeping them apart, so his hands explored, curious to feel just what it was that Navia wore. Both hands curved behind her feeling the bronze flesh of her rear, there was next to nothing keeping her covered there, so his fingers felt for the thin piece of fabric keeping her covered, and then followed the cord running between her legs. It left very little to the imagination, but this was a sight just for him, and it combined with the corset,  Théadan found particularly arousing, as he hummed into her lips once more.<br/><br/>"I am very lucky to have you and your love." He admitted as their lips parted. His fingers slipped between the fabric and her lower lips, beginning a gentle rhythm of running back and forth over the entrance to her core. "I don't think I'll ever grow tired of doing every I can to express the depths of my love for you in return." He whispered to her as his hand pushed the fabric separating them aside, before allowing his thumb to brush occasionally over her clitoris. The other hand reached for another piece of pineapple, this one he bit into the edge with his teeth, with the rest presented before Navia, so they could share it with another kiss.