The answer Théadan gave to her request was nearly instant. She could feel he wanted her, the evidence was hot and hard in the palm of her hand, but hearing it, seeing the expression on his face was always so pleasing. Navia did not think she would ever grow tired of Théadan telling her he wanted her. He only made it all the better for her though, telling her he needed her and how he craved her. He teased her for being a nuisance and she grinned down at him, chuckling at how he had brought it up during such a hot moment between them. He cherished her; she could see that in his eyes as well as in the sweet way his fingertips brushed her skin, then lowered. He was always so gentle unless their lusts stirred up his more primitive side, never doing anything that might endanger or harm her.<br/><br/>Hearing him say she was his family caught her attention and it tugged at her heart in such a way that if she hadn’t been so wound up with desire for him, she probably would have teared up. They had become so much for each other, lovers, friends, confidants, but in her mind, family was the strongest term for them as of yet. It caused Navia to reconsider how she’d thought they’d dispel all the passion between them. His fingers were lowering from her abdomen to tease her and she smirked down at him, amused he was enticing her the way she had been doing to him. She loved hearing him speak when they were all twisted up with their need for each other. His voice had been provoking for her from the beginning and she’d come to love hearing how deep and heavy it would become when he was aroused. It sent chills through her.<br/><br/>He needed all of her and she wanted to give it all to him. There was so much to give, but she knew he would do the same for her. She could have him just as he would have her. Nodding, wanting nothing more than to give her lover anything he desired, Navia sat up more, her hand stroking his erection sliding up to gently take hold of him better to keep him in place. “I’ll have you,” she murmured, her eyes pinned on his as her body lowered to cause the hot head of his member to part her slick folds and find the entrance to her core, “And you’ll have all you need from me in return.” She took her time allowing him to enter her, her hand on his abdomen keeping her steady as he slowly began to fill her, his girth stretching her insides as her vaginal walls clamped and pulled, eagerly welcoming his familiar presence and guiding him deeper.<br/><br/>“You have all of me,” she breathed shakily, biting down on her dark lower lip as the shiver of delight upon having him deep within her again made its way thorough her, “Whatever pleasure my body can bring you is yours. The love I have for you will always be yours.” To prove as much, once their hips had met and his member was completely surrounded by her, Navia paused in any further movement below their waists to lean over him and press her lips gently to his own. Her hands rested on his chest to support herself, her hips grinding gently against his to rub him against her insides, and her lips moved against his without hurry. “And of course,” Navia murmured once the kiss broke between them, “You will always be who I want to be mischievous toward the most.” She grinned down at him teasingly, giving his bottom lip a quick nip just because.<br/><br/>She was supposed to be making it so he was so lost in pleasure he was moaning out her name though, which was unlikely to happen if everything turned saccharine and they took a quieter, gentler route of lovemaking. To keep herself from going that route, Navia sat up enough to loom over him, her hands bracing on Théadan’s chest as her hips rose up, slowly losing that wonderfully satisfying sensation of being complete as his length slipped from her. Once only the head of his member remained, Navia gazed down at Théadan and sharply bucked her hips downward, abruptly forcing him to fill her again. It drew a heady moan from her, but she wasn’t done just yet, her hips swirling to drag the head of his member against her cervix. Her hands clenched, nails pressing on his chest as she gasped softly, mind spinning from the pleasure it brought her.