His scent and heat were filling her thoughts, warming her and calling to her. It was so easy to fall into the ease of sharing herself with Théadan, of enjoying that uncanny connection they had had since the first day they’d met. How she wanted him; how his body called to hers and the allure of how close he was intoxicated her. Navia could think of little more than how much she adored Théadan when he chose to tease her and draw her attention back up from brushing her lips along his jaw. He was grinning at her and followed it was a tease and kiss to her nose, charming her into a grinning up at him as well. She loved how well Théadan could pair teasing her with acting sweet toward her, especially when he alluded to giving her all the sweet words she desired from him.<br/><br/>The question of what she would have done if her shoe had hit him below the belt surprised her. Navia blinked up at Théadan briefly, the dreamy mood she had fallen into briefly dissipating while she laughed the raised brow and chuckle that came from her lover. He would have been in pain, and she would have gladly coddled him during it, but there was a small sliver of feminine pleasure that came from hitting a man in the crotch that even Théadan wasn’t immune to. He was likely right he would not have been in the mood to do what they were heading toward, but Théadan was pulling her into a kiss, distracting her from the thought of not having a sensual evening with him while a storm raged and kept the rest of the world away from them. She wanted to sink into it, to tighten her arms around him and get lost in the taste and feel of him, but Théadan didn’t allow her to enjoy it for too long, instead pulling back to speak of having his hands on her.<br/><br/>Everything he was doing was so perfect to her. They had been together so many times, they knew exactly how to entice each other and right then was of no exception. Yet even though they had made love more times they could count over the months of knowing each other, so many times some nights that they were left exhausted, sore, and unwilling to move, Théadan always found ways to surprise her. Again she was briefly blinking up at him when he spoke of carrying her to the hay, but he was rapidly doing just that and Navia gasped her alarm, arms tightening around him in an instinctual need to hold on to something. “Théadan!” She laughed in protest, amused he would choose to carry her when they weren’t more than a few steps away from hay in many directions. She grinned down at him while he called her fortunate and she shrugged as he came to a stop as lightning lit up the room. “I’m fortunate to even be with you at all, as far as I’m concerned,” Navia answered truthfully, glancing back behind her to very vaguely see the pile of hay behind them, “That you can’t help but give me what I want is even luckier.”<br/><br/>After pursing her lips together unenthusiastically at the hay they were going to end up laying in, Navia turned back to Théadan and looked down between them. “We need this,” she announced, trusting Théadan to keep her upright while her arms lowered. After giving the blanket they’d forgotten was bunched between them a hard tug, she was able to pull it up between them. “Turn some and be strong for a minute, please,” she teased, stealing a quick peck of a kiss from her lover and waiting for him to oblige her. Once he turned enough for her to twist and face the hay, Navia threw the blanket over the hay, then released it so it would float down and cover most of the hay. It wouldn’t poke them if Théadan decided he was going to remove her dress, but there was another reason why as well. Turning back with a small smirk, Navia took his face into her hands.<br/><br/>“Do you remember the last time we spent the night in a barn? And how much the hay made you sneeze?” She asked quietly with a throaty little chuckle, leaning in as if she was going to kiss him, but instead using the close proximity to his face to watch as the pad of her thumb seductively dragged along his bottom lip, “I wanted you so badly. I ached for you. But then you figured out what I’d been hiding from you…” It had been a painful evening, but one that had been needed in order to rebuild their relationship. Not wanting to bring down the sweet atmosphere that had sprung up between them, Navia pressed a soft kiss to Théadan’s lips before murmuring, “I hide nothing from you now, my love, and never will again.”