Navia didn't really seem to mind too much if she had gone to sleep in the corset or not, though looked appreciative of his attempt to make sure she would be as comfortable as possible in bed. She couldn't resist teasing him a little with the idea of him waking up to see her in that, and while that was extremely appealing to Théadan, he knew that would trigger him into finding some pleasureable way of waking Navia from her dreams, kicking off the day with another exhausting session of lovemaking, when they were very likely to be triggered later in the day by the locations they had planned on visiting. What's more, Théadan just wanted Navia to be comfortable, and well rested for their day together tomorrow, she had already put in so much effort and made his fantasy perfect, she deserved a good nights sleep.<br/><br/>The corset fell away from Navia, leaving her almost entirely nude but for the small excuse of underwear that remained covering her. Théadan's eyes were allowed the pleasure of seeing her bare breasts, but his lusts were far too spent to conjure any sort of reaction beyond the admiration of Navia's shapely form. He did notice however where his beard had rubbed against her had left some red markings that were much more visible in stark contrast to the natural bronze skin across the rest of her body. Théadan could only smirk at it as Navia stood with a groan and slowly wiggled out of her underwear. His head tilted to one side to get a better view of her rear as she bent over, and then grinned shamelessly at her when their eyes met once more, and she offered her hand to him.<br/><br/>Théadan took her hand, and having done far less of the work in their lovemaking, found it much easier to stand, and follow Navia towards the bed, as she suggested they left cleaning up until the morning. She oddly began tossing some of the many cushions that decorated their bed on to a chair, having decided not all of them were necessary, he said nothing however, instead listening as Navia spoke about the corset, her fondness for them, his reaction to seeing her in them, and the lack of them in Khlurios. Théadan waited for Navia to step into bed first as she sat up and waited for him to join her.<br/><br/>"I like seeing you in them." He replied honestly and with a bright grin across his features. The mention of that first green dress with the corset he had seen her in brought back some very pleasant memories, of the fun they had, and how quickly they had succumbed to desire. That was a memory Théadan would never forget, it was just a shame the dress had not remained in their possession throughout their travels. He would have liked to have seen her in it again, but it was not to be. "It's a shame Khlurios doesn't have an alternative to them in your country's fashion," Indeed it would be a terrible as far as Théadan was concerned if he never again had the opportunity to see Navia in corset. "I suppose we best look after this one you have, so we can both enjoy it again sometime."<br/><br/>Théadan crawled into bed alongside Navia, pressing a passing kiss to her cheek as her did, before he stretched his arms and legs tiredly, and proceeded to lay down on his side, next to Navia. His hand stretched out to run appreciatively over her beautiful bronze back, just wanting to touch his lover before she laid down beside him in whatever manner she chose. "Even if Khlurios doesn't have corsets as a fashion, I'm sure a country so appreciative of beauty, will have created clothes intended to look gorgeous on women." He said softly, staring at her back and her skin, trying to picture what enticing clothes Navia may have worn in the past. "No doubt many will have designed with the intention of catching the eyes of men." He smiled, happy in the thought that Navia would soon be back with her family, and able to live the way she chose. "I look forward to seeing you wear more of your home lands fashion, Navia. I'd like to see you in all the clothes you're happiest wearing."