Even though Théadan complimented how the robe fell in place on her body and accentuated her tawny thighs, Navia could see he understood there was more to her clothing choices than a simple robe. Wanting to watch his reaction to her clothing bloom across his features, content to give him time to work the robe away, Navia remained still and quiet while he worked to undo the ties. Théadan took his time, hands smoothing against the silky corset, his eyes locked on the form it gave her. He appeared stunned by what she wore, which had been exactly what she’d been hoping to have as a reaction from him, and it took Théadan some time to speak again. Navia was happy to wait, her hands gently stroking his chest while she waited for him to gather his wits about her.<br/><br/>Hands pushed up slow, over hips and waist to come to a stop below a pair of Théadan’s favorite features of her body. She could see the way he looked at them, could feel his hardening member between them, and Navia bit down on her bottom lip lightly to try to keep herself from growing impatient. He was right she had been planning such a night for them, but it was also so thrilling to hear him say how beautiful she was to him. She was not sure if she would ever tire of hearing how much Théadan enjoyed the way she looked, especially when she felt the same regarding his own pleasing features.<br/><br/>Wanting more, needing a connection with him that went further than the sweet words he shared with her, Navia began to lean in for another deep kiss when Théadan spoke of not thinking of anything he wanted more than her, causing her to pause and look down at him with a warm smile. She started to reply, wanted him to know how much she appreciated his sentiments, but Théadan had other plans for her. He brought up a slice of the pineapple for her and she grinned down at him before leaning forward to engulf the pineapple pieces with her mouth, making sure her lips brushed against his fingertips the way he had done for her. Even more of a surprise came when he did not give her time to finish the food he provided. Instead Théadan drew her into another slow kiss, the movements of their mouths accentuating the food.<br/><br/>“Mmm…” It was such an intriguing taste, Théadan’s mixing with the pineapple’s sweet tang. Navia slipped a hand up to gently cup his cheek while her mouth moved with his, her senses seeking new experiences from the addition to their usual kisses. Her other hand rested lightly on his chest for stability, her thumb gently brushing against the pleasing hairs and warm muscle. When she finally pulled back, Navia had snuggled in closer, so she had to sit up a little to give her shoulder a slow roll. The sleeve of one side of her robe slid down her arm to slowly reveal smooth, bronzed shoulders until she was able to slide her arm out. Navia repeated the process, leaving the robe to pool around her waist and she carefully tugged it out of the way. Leaving it forgotten on the chaise, she pushed her hair over her shoulders with one hand, then reached for a piece of pineapple with the other.<br/><br/>“You need not want when you have,” Navia finally said, her dark eyes intent on his green ones while she brought the pineapple piece up toward her mouth, “Everything I have, everything I am, is yours.” She tipped her head back to take the pineapple into her mouth, sleek black hair cascading down her back. Navia started to act as though she would eat the pineapple, then dropped it so the yellow square of fruit slid down the length of her neck, leaving a glossy trail in its wake. It hit the graceful curve of her collarbone  next, but was soon falling down into the cleavage the black corset had given her combined with the natural enlargement of her breasts. “Oh no,” Navia gasped lightly in feigned alarm, eyes wide and hands moving to rest atop the ones he had left to wait for instruction. A glint of playfulness formed in her near-black eyes while her hands began to push his upward toward her waiting breasts, “I’ve made a mess. Will you help me clean it up?”