Hands lowered in front of Théadan, dipping below the water and cupping together to gather some up. He watched curiously as Navia's hands moved up out of the water, and for a moment, he thought she might cheekily just dump it down his face. It wasn't the case though, a few drops of waters did escape her hands to trickle down his face and hair, but the rest was poured over his shoulders in a pleasing manner. While Théadan's eyes closed to enjoy the attention his lover was giving him, Navia explained the story was a myth that many Khluri believed to be true, it was indeed of love and a little adventure. Knowing that, it brought a smile to Théadan's face. He was sure this would be a story he could enjoy, and as Navia's hands moved to begin massaging his shoulders, a happy murmur escaped his lips as his head leaned back into her lap, a contented grin on his face.<br/><br/>The massage was a little different to how it had been in Terlingua. Before Navia had done a full body massage on him, relaxing every muscle in his body in the process, that combined with the scented oils had made it so very sensual. This felt different though, something about the water, the privacy of the cave, and the way they were sat while intimate, just felt a little calmer. Like they weren't really trying to coax each other into lusting after one another right at this moment, they could just enjoy their companionship. Théadan completely agreed with Navia, now he was in Khlurios it was best to learn its culture, it's history, the tales that meant so much to the people, and with the gods was the best place to start. She spoke of the pantheon of five gods the Khluri worshipped, and how each has a sacred animal identified with them, which they could become on a whim.<br/><br/>Théadan had already learned much of the Khluri gods in Navia's company, Sura was immediately recognisable for the necklace Navia had been carrying, as was Equos, he may well have been the first of the Khluri gods he had learned about because of Wyndagar and the show of respect Navia had for him when first they had met. The goddess of<i>samava's, </i>Izvari he also recognised, for the conversation they had once had on that particular subject. It had been such a curious idea to Théadan, he had never known love until he had met Navia, but the Khluri there was something that went even greater than that. He could scarcely comprehend it, especially now that he had experienced his love for Navia.<br/><br/>Navia's thumbs applied pressure, making small circles along the curves of his muscles that nearly had Théadan purring his delight. After experiencing one massage from Navia, this was likely going to be a common request from him. He continue to listen to Navia's voice as he took a deep breath and felt utterly relaxed. The story began in earnest, describing Akhevan and Marut, the setting being a river in which Marut bathed when Akhevan happened upon her. A kiss pressed to his head, and another smile bloomed across Théadan's features as Navia described Marut as 'beautiful, naked and glistening,' before asking him what he thought Akhevan would do. A chuckle escaped him, he had an inkling Navia had been reminded of this story from a recent personal experience. He considered playing dumb, but decided that wouldn't be nearly as fun as going along with Navia's story telling.  "Might Akhevan  have - by chance,  felt suddenly so overcome with awe for the beauty stood before him, and with the desire to impress her, did he feel utterly compelled to just throw himself at her, in the hope Marut might take notice of him?" He asked, "Did he perhaps drag her down beneath the water in his enthusiasm?"<br/><br/>Théadan had done that to her a couple of times now, though circumstances had always been different, the first time he was capturing someone who was not supposed to be in the spring, the second time was a fair return for the splashing he had received. Still he couldn't resist pretending to be innocent of any of that history. "Of course you would<i>never</i>catch<i>me</i>doing something like that." He said, grinning up at his lover, "Tackling a beautiful woman, and dragging her beneath the water, before making love to her." He tutted and shook his head. "It would be unbecoming of someone with royal blood." Though if his answer to Navia's question was right, then apparently such actions wouldn't be unbecoming of a god, and that was some what reassuring.