Navia leaned in close to Théadan, filling his nose with her sweet scent, he happily breathed her in along her neck. Her scent was always the last thing in his mind whenever he drifted off to sleep, cuddled up to her, his face often buried in the black locks of her hair as his chest was pressed to her back. Théadan found it comforting, those nights alone in his room in Nygaard for a week, and the first weeks of their journey where they did not sleep entwined, they had often proved the most difficult for him to drift off, simply because he missed the reassurance of her scent, knowing she remained by his side. Now as he breathed Navia in, he was enjoying the pleasures of her body, and everything she was giving him to make this night special for them. Her lips brushed over his ear as he breathed Navia in, and she whispered her desire to do whatever he desired, but he was pretty content with everything Navia had been doing thus far.<br/><br/>Her arms wrapped around Théadan's neck, her hands finding holds on his shoulders as Navia pulled herself close, her breasts pillowing against his chest, and her felt the softness of the corset as it rubbed against his body with Navia's every movement. Her forehead met his in one of those familiar gestures they often shared when they were at their most intimate, wanting to see directly in each others eyes to take pleasure in the others reaction. The force with which their hips met was more powerful on her final thrust, driving the length of his member deeper inside of her, forcing it up against her cervix, drawing a gasp from Théadan that was quickly muffled with Navia's lips. He hummed his pleasure directly into her lips, as Navia did exactly as he had asked of her, swirling her hips, using her tight ring of muscle at the entrance to her womb to caress the glands around the head of his member and leave him in ecstasy.<br/><br/>Théadan's hands gripped Navia's waist more tightly as the sensations had his hips briefly thrusting upwards against her, wanting yet more of her. She felt so hot deep within, his member covered in her arousal rubbed against her walls in such a delightful manner. He felt her tremble as the sensations proved just as thrilling for her, a little gasp escaping her as her hands grasped harder at his shoulders. Yet it did not stop Navia from continuing with what seemed to be single minded intent to give him the most pleasurable of evenings with her. Again her hips rolled, grinding against him as she moved with more force, more speed, making his toes curl. "Alu'wei..." Théadan gasped his name for her reflexively, not expecting the second swirling of her hips. One hand left her waist to reach for her cheek, needing another kiss, he couldn't find the words to express himself and the abundance of love he held for her in that moment, so a kiss had to suffice in expressing it all. He drew her back in, and poured all his passions and emotions behind the hot and heady kiss.<br/><br/>His hand lingers at her cheek, only slipping around to the base of neck to keep her lips pressed against his so he could adequately express his gratitude for all she was doing. When their lips broke, stands of saliva still connected them, Théadan licked his lips of her taste, and decided he wanted to do more to give his lover pleasure. Part of his fantasy was seeing Navia get full satisfaction from their time together too, so he wanted to be sure she would be getting just as much from all of his as he was. The hand at her waist slipped back down between their rolling hips, to find the sensitive bundle of nerves that always seemed to get such delightful reactions out of Navia. He used his thumb to apply pressure to Navia's clitoris before easing it, and rubbing slow gentle circles over it in the hope it would help in building her towards her climax.<br/><br/>With his lust for Navia feeling almost rampant and uncontrollable, Théadan simply desired more of his Khluri lover. "A little faster." He whispered needfully, deciding he wanted nothing more than to see Navia when she was at her most fervent while taking the lead in their lovemaking. "Ride me."