It appeared Théadan was going to give her what she wanted, his hold on her tightening as his lips found hers again. It was a messy kiss, difficult to maintain while Théadan fought to keep up the hard pace he’d been using and lacking the finesse they often had. They were both panting for breath though, and Navia was struggling with doing little more than clutching her lover and allowing pitchy moans tumble from her lips. He was soon pulling back to look into her eyes, allowing her to see all the love and heat Théadan had for her. She would also have a perfect view of Théadan finally succumbing to their desires too, and she watched closely when it finally happened. She saw the orgasm overcome his expression as his hot release began to fill her. It was the most gratifying sensation, feeling the hot spurts of his ejaculate coat her inner walls, one that sent her tumbling over the edge as well.<br/><br/>Navia’s own orgasm was just as powerful, wracking her body and causing her to bow against him, her head falling back as she blindly looked up at the rocky walls that surrounded them. His name, strained and reverent, left her loudly, followed immediately by heavy, throaty moans as the convulsions from her climax wracked her body. Her vaginal walls clamped and pulled, trying to force Théadan all the deeper, even though he was shoved up against her cervix as tightly as he could. Her hands dragged at his back, nails tight against his flesh and likely leaving traces of red lines from her desperate attempts to hold onto him while her pleasure peaked. It raced down her spine, her nerves singing Théadan’s praises as her legs clenched around his waist and her hips pressed firmly to his to keep from parting with him. Once the initial shock of finally reaching the powerful climax she’d craved began to subside, Navia dropped her face down into Théadan’s neck to press tightly against it. She shook heavily from the force of the orgasm he’d given her, even as it began to subside. She had wanted all Théadan’s attention before, for him to fulfill her fantasies. Now all she wanted was to soothe him after all his admirable efforts.<br/><br/>Soon after they were both finished and little more than a panting tangle of limbs, Théadan lowered them down to the wet floor of the rocky indention they’d found together. It surprised her and her hold on him tightened briefly while Navia lifted her head enough to see what Théadan was doing. Her back slid along the smooth rock she was pinned against until Théadan’s legs were folded beneath her and he knelt on the ground. It tugged at her heart to see him so exhausted, especially when it was all due to seeing that she had all the pleasure she asked for. She was still too short of breath to say anything to him though, still too exhausted, so Navia dropped her face back into the curve of his neck where she could take advantage of his warmth while she recovered. Her body was limp against his, legs falling from around his waist to rest across his thighs and behind him. Her feet were close enough to be tickled by the waterfall’s spray, but Navia paid it no mind. Her arms and hands, sore from clutching at him, lifelessly resting near his waist as her chest continued to heave against his own.<br/><br/>The crashing sound of the water behind Théadan registered in her mind again as she relaxed against him. Navia found it a pretty addition to their silence and she was soon deciding asking Théadan to make love to her while they were exploring the waterfall had been far better than out in the sun like she’d initially fantasized. He’d done far more than she had imagined he would too, had said so much more. Then came his quiet words for her, his voice breathless. Théadan had said many beautiful things to her since guiding her behind the waterfall and pressing her against the rocky wall. The most important to her, what mattered more than anything else and was most beautiful in her mind, were quiet and would have been swallowed up by the waterfall’s dull roar if they hadn’t been pressing their faces into each other’s necks for comfort.<br/><br/>Hearing him speak his love for her was always so special to her and for him to say it after doing so much to give her what she desired most from him was humbling. Navia’s breath caught in her throat briefly before she mustered the strength to let her hands rise up to gently bring his face from her neck so she could see him. Navia lifted her head enough to look into Théadan’s green eyes to see all the love for her in them. “I love you,” Navia answered him, leaning in to press a light kiss to his lips. They appeared a little puffy from the voracity of their kisses and she figured hers looked the same. “That was amazing,” Navia whispered, her lips placing another brush of a kiss upon his lips in gratitude before her forehead tiredly leaned against his, “Far better than anything I could have dreamt on my own. It only shows how well you know me.” They were still pressed tightly together and she could tell her body had not yet given up on clenching around Théadan’s member, so she groaned softly and took the time to rub her nose against his own, “Are you all right,<i>kamin</i>? How do you feel? Once we think we can stand, we should go lie in the sand for a while.” They could rest and relax while the sun dried them and the ocean lapped at their feet.