Théadan had not realised just how distracting he might prove to be for Navia just by simply removing his shirt and riding topless on Wyndagars back. Yet he could see her eyes lingering on him more than usual, taking the time to roam his exposed flesh, and there was even slight hesitations as she briefly had to go back through what he had said as she hadn't been listening properly. There was probably some way for him to use this to his advantage with the little jibing they were having with each other, he wasn't as good at using her attraction to him as she was at using his attraction to her, he would have to think about it, and hope a way opened up for him to use his body to get one over on her.<br/><br/>Navia wasn't rising to his 'gracious loser' jibe in the slightest, if anything she was proud she was not the prim and proper duchess so many would expect her to be, gracious and diplomatic in defeat. She was all too happy to turn her defeat around and make the most of it, which in truth was so much more appealing to Théadan than her simply going along with his request, she made it her own, in this case using the leaf to occasionally bat him, or have it rub over his bare skin, making him itch a little and forcing him to give the place she rubbed a small scratch to make it go away. She blamed him of course for everything, as was typical between them whenever they sought to tease one another - blame each other and try to be the most creative with the truth in order to out do the other. It was fun a game, but he couldn't help roll his eyes as she brought up the fact he hadn't gone through with his promise to be slow and sweet with her last night. "You were irresistable." He defended, "I apologise for nothing." He said and laughed at how silly his reasoning was.<br/><br/>Calling the act of her fanning him demoralising had him raising an eyebrow at her, she had somehow managed to link the roughness with which he had acted last night with the fanning to blame him. It was inventive and Théadan couldn't help but chuckle at it, Navia even shook the leaf at him so it wasn't so much fanning him but rather rustling right by him. She pointed out she could take the extent of his passions for her however, and to that Théadan had to reply even as she hit him on the shoulder with the leaf and asked for a kiss for her to behave while fanning him. "I'm sure you can take everything I can give." He replied, giving his shoulder a rub and giving her his full attention. "You've worn me out as many times as I have you after all." It was what gave their love life so much fire and passion. As much as Théadan enjoyed taking the lead when they were at their most intimate, to express the abundance of feelings and love he had for her, Navia just as capable of turning the tables, taking the lead and showing him all of her love and passion for their relationship.<br/><br/>"I'm not sure you are deserving of a kiss though." It did not seem wise to Théadan to so freely hand out what Navia wanted when she so actively tried her best to make his own reward as irritating for him as she could. "They're pure expressions of love, used as ways of showing appreciation, passion, and to reward each other when being kind and sweet." It was perhaps an exaggeration, a very idealistic idea of kisses and making the value of each one sound far grander than some of the more simple kisses of affection were. But he had to make it a little challenging for Navia, she couldn't have it all her own way after all. "What they shouldn't be used as is bargaining chips for you, it would cheapen the value of my kiss." Théadan had to look forward to try and cover the smirk at how it sounded, but he had to push on a little further. "And knowing Khluri's proclivity for the finer things, surely you would not settle for a cheapened pair of lips?"