Sweet words were offered up to her, ones that made her smile and her heart to tug with affection for Théadan despite the lustful way their bodies were interacting. She loved hearing he was hers, loved telling him she was his, and the fond way he nuzzled up to her nearly had her tearing up with the emotions his simple words and actions brought forth in her. Before she would have wondered why she was so emotional, but after the afternoon she’d had, Navia knew. It was a thought she aside for the time being however; even though Théadan had tugged at her heart, they were not finished with each other. The reaction he gave to the combination of her hand and hips on him distracted her fully anyway and Navia grinned as his hands clutched at her and his hips thrust upward.<br/><br/>He was possibly the loudest he’d ever been while they made love though, and the cry of her name surprised her. There was no denying she loved hearing it though.  “You’re flawless,” she murmured, her mouth hurriedly covering his in case more pleasured sounds came. They’d always struggled with keeping their voices down, and unless it was a necessity they’d never bothered to hide the sounds of their passion, but it was usually she who pushed the boundary of how loud they could be. It was exciting she’d gotten such a reaction from Théadan and Navia couldn’t resist giving his sac another gentle squeeze as his hot seed began splashing against her wet vaginal walls. It was such a gratifying sensation that her body could not seem to stop moving, her hips bucking against his as her own orgasm began to take hold.<br/><br/>She managed to keep her own pleasured moans muffled by Théadan’s mouth as the trembles of her climax wracked her body and she writhed atop him. Her body eagerly tried to take as much as his would give her, the results messy and hot. Eventually it all came to an end though, and Navia was left to collapse against Théadan in exhaustion. Every move since leaving him muddy in the hallway had taken them to the very moment they were in, where they were both gasping for breath and drained. Her body rested heavily on his, her chest heaving and her hand at his shoulder limply losing the tight way she’d been holding onto him. Her face pressed into his neck as she panted against him. The inability to keep herself up and not resting on him meant her hand was trapped between them, but Navia didn’t care. That slight discomfort was worth having Théadan’s reassuring scent and warmth while she recovered.<br/><br/>She’d wanted so badly to give him a memorable evening and with Théadan trying to speak after a few minutes of silence, Navia was hopeful she’d done just that. He appeared to have few words for what she’d done and they were said tiredly as if she'd stolen away his energy with his seed, but the ones he uttered made her grin into his neck. She snuggled up to him more upon feeling his lips on her cheek and she chuckled softly with a slight shrug. “You don’t have to thank me,” she answered breathlessly, her own stamina having been sapped from her efforts, “Trust me, it was worth every moment to hear you call out my name like that.” She wanted to tease him for it, to toy with him and point out how loud he’d been, but her energy had been robbed of her. With a low groan, Navia blindly reached up to lovingly cup his cheek and keep him close. She so loved the moments when they were quiet and close together.<br/><br/>“I…I just need to lay here for a while,” she admitted softly, body exhausted and beginning to ache from the desperate pace she’d been using. She also just enjoyed cuddling with him after they shared their orgasms. “And then we can go to bed, right?” Navia asked softly, “Please tell me you’re ready for bed…” She didn’t think she had the strength to do anything else. If there wasn’t such an inviting bed waiting for them inside their room, she would have suggested they sleep right there on the chaise. “We need our rest,” Navia reminded Théadan in case he did not agree they should head to bed, “We have to go down to the ocean tomorrow.”