Théadan gifted her with a compliment in response to her words that brought a smile to her lips, but it was how he leaned in for another kiss that had Navia grinning. It was not lacking in desire and he paired it with allowing their bodies to press and their hips to meet, causing him to move inside her again. She was eager to reply to such a kiss, the hand at his back tensing while a low moan of affirmation left her, but from the intensity of their lovemaking, she was also growing sore. When Théadan pulled back from the kiss, she released a stutter of a breath and tried to quell the aches forming. Navia was content to ignore them, instead smiling up at Théadan when he pointed out they had used the grotto for a purpose it was not intended. She didn’t mind. It was not the first time they had decided to use an unconventional place to express their passions for each other and with how it seemed to excite them all the more to do so, she was confident it would happen again.<br/><br/>“Ah…” Navia bit down on her lip when Théadan moved to withdraw his spent manhood from her, her inner muscles protesting and causing her to have to force herself to relax. Dark eyes followed Théadan’s movements while he did so, her arm falling away from its resting place on his back and dropping into the cool water. Even though he moved away and removed his protective arm from behind her, Navia continued to rest against the grotto wall for a beat. She was not surprised to hear his knees were sore, they had been rather enthusiastic with their pacing, but Navia rose a brow at him having gotten a cramp. She had never heard of him getting one before. Wanting to help, she sat up and slid off the seat to dip back into the deeper part of the spring so much of her body was covered by the smooth, clear water. Before answering Théadan’s announcements about his knees, Navia lowered into the water completely to wet her hair and came back up pushing the water back from her face.<br/><br/>“Maybe you’re getting old,” she couldn’t help but tease, yet she still moved to close the distance between them once more, eyes looking down into the water to see which knee was giving Théadan trouble. Once she knew, Navia reached out to place a hand on either side of his knee, her thumbs falling to rest on either side of his kneecap. She rubbed slowly, carefully, in hopes to ease the joint there and hopefully bring him some relief from the pain. “Maybe we should take it easy the next time we want each other,” she suggested, but gave a little wiggle of her eyebrows at him as if she knew it would be difficult for them to go easy if their lusts got ahold of each other.<br/><br/>“I’m a little more concerned for your arm though,” Navia went on, smoothing her hands over Théadan’s knee briefly before reaching out to take the arm he had used to protect her from the rocky wall that had been behind them. He had been thoughtful to do such a thing for her, but once they were in the heat of their lovemaking, Navia had forgotten he’d done so. With the fervor of his thrusts before their shared releases, she feared he might have scraped or bruised himself to keep it from happening to her. Touch gentle, Navia guided Théadan’s arm to rise from the water and rotate so she could see if holding her close and protecting her from the wall had brought him any harm. “You have to be careful,<i>kamin</i>,” she told him quietly with a frown, smoothing a hand across his arm, “I would hate it if you were hurt because of me again.” She paused to study his hand, dark eyes focusing on the tips of his fingers before a wicked smile graced her lips. "Look how wrinkly your fingers are," she pointed out and poorly stifled a laugh before she next said, "You<i>are</i>getting old."<br/><br/>It was a ridiculous statement, one purely said to give him a hard time when her fingers were just as wrinkly from being in the water, and Navia released Théadan's hand to retreat toward the waterfall. "Come on," she said airily, not looking back at him, "Evening must be upon us soon, which means it is near time for my old prince's bedtime."