They were both quickly becoming stirred up the intimacy of their surroundings, the quiet memories they were sharing, and all the while the feel of the naked bodies pressed against each other. The waterfall was cascading down behind Théadan, a constant thunder, yet he heard none of it, all his attention was on Navia and everything they had to share with each other. He could feel her hands, now released from his, moving down one seeking his black hair to urge his lips to not stop their exploration of her neckline, he pressed another kiss to her throat and remained close to let his teeth leave a small bite at her urging. Her other hand was also on the move, travelling down Théadan's chest, smoothing the hairs, before pausing at his side as she let out a staggered breath at his words. It pleased him to hear them have such a sweet affect on her.<br/><br/>As though to reward him for those words, Navia's hand continued on downwards. Understanding what her hand sought served to excite Théadan further, but not as much as when he finally felt her fingers brush over the base of his member in a teasing caress that had him wanting far more of her soft touch. She used her name for him, coupled with sweet words that had him wanting to pull her into another passionate kiss, but his lips were not done with their travels just yet. The memory of how it felt to have Navia touch him for the first time was an intoxicating recollection, she trailed only a single finger along his member, but already he was growing hard at the thought. Once she took him into her palm, and began to soothe growing ache with a slow full strokes, it had him letting out a ragged breath. His hips pressed forwards ever eager to be joined with his lover.<br/><br/>Their need for each other remained as strong today as it had that first day, but so much more had come to be added into the mix since then. They both now knew the depths of each others feelings that grown stronger with every day, and expressing them physically often left them utterly spent, but so wonderfully satisfied. Théadan could feel the growing desire Navia had for him, they likely would not last much longer before they had to give themselves totally over to their need for each other, but for now there was more he could do to rile them up, and make the moment all the more passionate. His lips travelled over her collarbone, kissing and leaving little red mark on her dark skin. "Navia." He murmured, with all of his lust for her, wanting to emulate how it had sounded that first night. "The need I had for you that night was unbearable, I don't know how I would have managed if we had not given into the call of our bodies." Surely it would have driven him mad not to have shared himself with her. "Yet some how you keep finding ways to make me want you all the more." There were always new things to be discovered with her, and a deeper bond to be forged, strengthening their passions all the more. "A word, a look, a touch. It's so often all it takes to stir my hunger for you."<br/><br/>How many times had they completely lost control to their lust for each other now? How many times had they nearly been caught by someone because they felt so utterly compelled to express their love for each other? Had they ever been able to resist its call? Théadan could not remember a single instance where they had. "At times the need to be with you feels so powerful, it almost feels ravenous, like I might never have enough." He bowed a little, letting his lips leave Navia's collarbone to seek her breasts, kissing the top most curve of her left breast, while one of his hands found the other to tease the nipple he had in the same manner he had back in the spring, his finger circling around the areola in slow delicate circles. "But then you share yourself with me," He said between kisses to her breast. "And there is nothing in this life that is as fulfilling as when I'm with you."