Though it was dark in the barn, and little light made its way to where Théadan and Navia stood, his eyes had adjusted enough in the darkness to make out Navia's features. It was too dark for colours, but he could see Navia pout up at him, as she expressed her desire for the sweet words, making him a chuckle with how she said it. Her arms sliding up around his neck as if to urge him to give over those sweet words he had tempted her with. He was tempted to point out she would only be reaping what she sowed, but their bodies were pressed tight together, and his attention was distracted by the soft mounds of Navia's breasts pressing against the harder planes of his chest in such a pleasing way, briefly causing his eyes to drift downwards at her feminine curves with admiration.<br/><br/>Navia pointed out that while she had captured him, everything she wanted was what he had described. Her fingers toyed with the hair at the back of his head, her voice and actions all being enticing towards Théadan. She even mimicked the way he had brushed his lips over hers, further stoking the desire to indulge them both with a deeper kiss. He could see the desire in her eyes, and everything about her exuded that same stirrings of lust. Navia was clear in just what she wanted from him, and having been the one to sneak up on him and catch him offguard, Théadan felt almost obliged to give her everything she desired. She was even willing to accept all his attempts to tease and provoke her, so long as she got to have the sweet words too, along with whatever else he could want from her.<br/><br/>Seeing that it was the sweet words Navia seemed to want most of all right then, Théadan couldn't help but make her wait a little for them first, like the lingering temptation of their brushing against one another without actually kissing, it only served to make it all the sweeter when he did give her what they both wanted. "I bet you do." He replied flashing a toothy grin, and pressing a kiss to her nose to further his amusement. "You can have all the sweet words you want from me." They would come easily, with Navia telling her how he admired her, and how he loved her always came easily. She was everything he could ever want, he needed just to gaze on her pretty face to be suitably inspired for the many things he loved about her. But before he gave her those sweet words, he had to tease first. "But what would you have done had that shoe hit me in the crotch and put me off from making love to you tonight?"<br/><br/>Théadan raised an eyebrow at her curiously, but chuckled leaning down to brush their noses against each other while his lips came close to her own. "Maybe I wouldn't have been in the mood to kiss your lips like this." Théadan decided to give them both a taste of what they wanted, pressing his lips to her own and enjoying the taste of Navia for a brief moment before pulling back to look at her once more. "Maybe I wouldn't have ran my hands over your body to try and excite you." He suggested, before letting his hands roam up her sides, feeling how shapely her body was, how it curved so pleasingly, and was soft beneath his touch, as they went up her sides, before sliding around her back, and slipping back down to her rear. "And maybe I would not have had the strength to lift you and carry you to the hay!" Before she could react, Théadan was bringing both hands beneath her butt and lifting her up into the air and holding Navia close to him, forcing him to now look up at her, as he carefully began carrying her to a bundle of hay that would make a good bed for them for the night. "I think you're very fortunate I find you so utterly irresistible, that despite your jibes of calling me a kitten, and throwing your shoes at me. I still can't help but want to make love to you, and whisper all the sweet words you wish to hear." He told her as more lightning flashed briefly lighting the room, just as he brought her to the hay.