How many times had she heard Théadan say he wanted her? It never ceased to absolutely thrill her when he said it and knowing she’d managed to stir up his lusts for her so well was just as exciting. He had quite the distance to travel before either of them could enjoy what would come if he could reach her though. Navia said nothing to delay Théadan’s attempt, instead looking on while continuing to treat to keep upright in the water. He was soon pushing off the floor of the ocean and heading her way, his pace slow while he tried to work out putting the two moves he’d learned together. It was difficult to sync and she could tell he was struggling with doing so a little, his movements a bit more erratic than before. He was also listing, but he soon corrected it.<br/><br/>It was obvious to Navia Théadan was losing the coordination he’d managed at first and he even had to stop when a wave hit him in the face one of the times he came up to breathe. Instinct to protect him and help him was strong enough to propel her forward at first, but Navia caught herself, knowing it would likely not be as satisfying for him to reach her if she made the distance shorter. Théadan managed to clear his throat of the water without her and continue on. She could see the determination on his face as he slowly closed the gap between them; his eyes were locked on her every time he lifted his head to take a breath. She was tempted to inch a bit closer to lessen the distance so he wouldn’t have to work so hard, she doubted he’d notice a couple feet’s difference. Yet Navia did not, for the other half of her did not want him to catch her.<br/><br/>He’d dictated everything they’d done the night before, hadn’t he? She’d supplied the outfit and the ambiance, but it had been up to Théadan how she made love to him. Navia found herself torn between the thrill of having that happen again, of listening to what he wanted and giving it to him, and having him do it for her. She knew she had the power to twist it either way. She either remained still and allowed Théadan to get ahold of her…or she evaded his touch. It would be simple to do, she was far more comfortable in the water, and she’d always been good at being quick. He was only a few meters from her while she continued to weigh her choices. Navia also knew those kisses had been plenty hot though, and another couple once Théadan reached her would likely have them hastily working toward another round of lovemaking. As much as she knew they wanted each other, she wanted to wait.<br/><br/>It was what they could have if they didn’t exhaust themselves in the ocean that had Navia deciding to act. It was a split second decision, one that came just as Théadan’s fingertips brushed across her abdomen. It was easy enough to dodge his hold; all she had to do was glide to the side, a bright laugh leaving her as she did so. “We never agreed I had to stay in one place!” Navia laughed deviously, using the same technique she taught him to put a bit more space toward them. She knew he was tiring though, and so made sure to go back toward the shore where the water would be shallower in case he decided he needed a break. Once she was far enough toward shore to stand, only a couple meters from him, she did just that and turned to look back at Théadan with a victorious grin on her face. Even though she’d dodged him and escaped, she’d gone to shallower water. If he could stand to move through the water, Navia knew Théadan would be on a more level playing field with her. He could probably even catch up to her without much effort.<br/><br/>“How about this? I’m so sure you can’t catch me, you can use the bottom to help you,” Navia called to Théadan with a grin as she began to walk backward in the water. She knew she was making her own chances slimmer, but it was fun to see if he would take the bait and give chase, “That is, if you still want me.” Navia winked at him, knowing they of course would still desire each other despite the change in the game, and spun to take off toward the shore, arms and legs gliding through the water to carry her so she could eventually be able to run through the surf to escape.