A deep kiss had dragged her from her dazed, exhausted state after Théadan finished and was resting atop her. Navia had whimpered as she returned it, and luckily Théadan was soon pulling back, for he had made her so breathless she had been struggling with focusing on the kiss. He sounded just as out of breath as she felt, but he was also quite pleased with himself, the grin on his lips combined with his words drawing a laugh out of her and she shook her head at his antics. “Noooo,” was Navia’s immediately response to Théadan announcing they needed to get cleaned up before the farmer they’d been rushing to keep innocent of their actions came along. Navia continued to lay limply in the hay while Théadan sat up, her mind unable to process the fact he was able to do anything after exerting himself so much. Eyes half-lidded and sleepy, Navia watched as he began to pull out of her.<br/><br/>“Go slow,” she warned with another small whimper, her body already growing tender from the onslaught he had brought upon her. She did not regret it for an instant, she had encouraged him to be as rough as he liked and had even told him she wanted him deeper, but Navia still had to bite down on her bottom lip while Théadan parted from her. She sighed when he was finished, propping herself up on her elbows to look down at the mess they had made together. There was always something so satisfying about seeing their releases mixed together and she could tell by the way Théadan’s gaze remained affixed between her legs that he was thinking similarly.<br/><br/>“This poor blanket has been so abused by us,” Navia said quietly, sitting up enough that she could pull the blanket up between them more so she could work on cleaning up Théadan since he was working to take care of her. “Between last night and right now, it might be best for us to just throw it away,” she shrugged while wiping his member clean of their releases as best she could before trying to clean up some of her arousal from around his waist, “We don’t need it anymore anyway; tonight we’ll be sleeping in a big, beautiful bed with more blankets than we could ever need.” A slight frown crossed her lips and she gave up trying to clean him up more, the blanket having grown damp and hard to find a spot that was clean. “We’re probably not going to have a chance to clean up more than this before we reach Mandira either,” Navia added, her hands rising from between them to run through her sex-mussed hair to try to calm it.<br/><br/>Her thoughtful dark eyes turned sultrier however, and with them still so close while he sweetly wiped away all the fluid trickling from her, all it took was leaning forward to close the distance between them. “I want you to think about that,” she whispered with a sly smile, “I’m going to spend all day with your cum still between my legs.” Then Navia stole a smack of a kiss and wiggled free of Théadan, rising off the bed of hay their movements had reduced to a messy pile. “Théadan!” She protested immediately after taking a few steps to scoop up her dress and his pants, her legs stiff and muscles sore, her insides pained. Navia turned back to pout over at him while tossed the pants over to him, “I might not be able to ride a horse long enough for us to reach Mandira today.” The dress was thrown over her head, concealing the state of her body. Between the lingering results of two hot rounds of sex and the marks Théadan’s possessive mouth had left on her, she was grateful the dress would hide plenty. What she needed were her shoes though, causing her to slowly spin on the spot, frowning while trying to spot her khussas amongst the hay.