Surprise was alight on Navia's features, she had not been expecting him to ask for a massage at all. Théadan grinned at that, almost every time they played these teasing games, it ended up with them hot and sweaty, a tangle of limbs making lurid moans as they expressed their love for each other in the most pleasurable of ways. It occurred to Théadan it was likely she had been expecting him to make some kind of suggestion that could quickly lead to just such a situation, and while it was on Théadan's mind, and the intent certainly lurked beneath the surface, for the time being he was happy for them to take their time. They both could enjoy the spring to their hearts content, resting and relaxing, while poking fun at each other until desire swept over them like it so often did.<br/><br/>A smile and a nod showed Navia's agreement to Théadan's suggestion, the surprise passing as she happily took to the idea, though she did decide to delay it for just a moment longer. Without another word, Navia's mischievous eyes caught his, and the warmth between their bodies was pressed just that little bit closer together, as she rose up on toes to take a kiss from him. Théadan did not resist, always happy to welcome Navia's lips on his and enjoy the taste of her tongue as she deepened the kiss needing just a little more. The eagerness was not without its effects on Théadan's own state of arousal, recognising the difference between one of Navia's heated kisses, and those that are shows of her love and affection for him. He murmured his approval, wrapped up in only her for the time being, the taste of her tongue, and the sound of running water echoing around them. Undoubtedly when the inevitable happened between them, the sound of their passions would be drowned out by running water in this place.<br/><br/>Their lips did eventually part, and Navia was soon seeking a good place to sit within their grotto. Théadan simply watched as his lover moved back and forth through the water, trying to find a shallow enough area for them to sit, soon finding a seat carved from the rocks, where her thighs and hips were just barely submerged, drawing his attention to the area between hidden just beneath the waterline from his view - somehow that just made her all the more desirable to him. How did she have such a strong effect on him from something so seemingly innocuous and innocent, Théadan had no idea. He had to tug his eyes away however as Navia beckoned him closer, patting her shin and offering the addition of a story, as though he needed any more convincing to join her.<br/><br/>"A story?" He cooed intrigued by this added offer. That was an extra he had not at all anticipated, but was very much welcome now it was on the table. He had to awkwardly wade his way over to her, not at all as graceful as she had been when moving about the grotto, but the closer Théadan moved towards his lover, the easy it became as his body rose out of the water, until everything below his hips were also just barely hidden beneath the waterline. "Aren't I the spoiled one all of a sudden." He spoke softly with a grin on his face, finding everything in this grotto much more to his liking. It was cooler here, quieter too, it felt like they had their own little world just to themselves. Surely the Khluri who made this place knew exactly what they were making when they put this here? "A kiss, a massage, and a story. These are certainly sweet gestures of peace."<br/><br/>Théadan slowly turned around, putting his back to Navia, before carefully lowering himself down, making sure he wouldn't slip beneath the water at any moment, and that he could in fact sit in the water before her. When he found he could sit and have the water lapping against and over his shoulders, Théadan shifted himself backwards until he felt Navia's legs either side of his ribs, while his arms moved to hang over her knees, where his hands could then stroke down he shins and still touch and feel her skin whenever he desired. He let out a pleased little murmur, liking this spot has he made himself comfortable. "What is this story you wish to tell me, Alu'wei?" He asked quietly, trusting Navia to look after him, and not suddenly betray his trust with more splashing or a sudden dunking. "What kind of tale is it?A true story? A myth? Perhaps one about love and adventure?" Like all the best stories always were, she had him intrigued.