Everything was coming together so sweetly.  She had wanted them to go slow so they could take their time enjoying each other and express just how much they loved being together, and Théadan was fully embracing it. It was so touching to know he took as much pleasure in being with her as she did with him. The way he looked down at her before guiding them into another slow, deep kiss told her as much. How they fit together, how his body pressed down and her soft curves molded around the harder planes of his only reinforced how truly perfect for each other they were. She was lost in that kiss for a time, thoughts of just how much Théadan meant to her and how amazing it always was to share her body with him were all that came to mind. She could see it in Théadan’s eyes when their kiss broke though; they were nearing that peak of patience.<br/><br/>Hearing Théadan point out her underwear had to go sent a thrill of anticipation through her. Unable to help the wide smile on her dark lips, Navia nodded and propped herself up on her elbows to watch Théadan remove the fabric, her body complacent to the way his hands moved her, her need-filled eyes intent on him. He pulled back a bit further to remove his pants and while he did so, she took advantage of the space, using it to push her dress out from beneath her and down her legs so she could toss it off the bed. She wanted nothing between them; no boundaries of any kind. When Théadan was finished and ready to join her again, Navia welcomed him with open arms, though her eyes were unabashed in studying the forming erection she’d been barely paying any attention to.<br/><br/>They laid back on the bed again with him cradled between her legs, Théadan’s hands moving to stir up her desires for him even further as his face pressed into her neck. It was an overload of sensations for Navia, from his hand closing around her breast and teasing her hardened nipple to his other hand directly touching her aroused lower lips. At one point his mouth closed around the sensitive flesh of her slender neck as his fingers brushed over her clitoris and Navia moaned her delight, the hands she had eagerly used to hold him close clutching at him. Tilting her head back to encourage Théadan to keep going, eyes closing to revel in the sensations, one of her hands slid around to the back of his head, fingers threading through the thick dark strands. She wanted to beg for more, wanted Théadan to drive her up to the giddy heights of pleasure, but she needed to make sure he was getting just as much from her as she was from him.<br/><br/>Her free hand slid back down between them. He was growing harder by the moment, but Navia also knew they were both nearing the extent of their patience. Their desire to be joined would soon outweigh the love for stirring up the need between them. Wanting to help, needing him lost in the pleasure she could give him, Navia’s hand gently curled around the breadth of Théadan’s arousal. She squeezed softly, then slowly rubbing the palm of her hand along the length of his velvety member, taking her time until she reached the tip. Ever so slowly she drew down the skin covering the sensitive glands, then carefully dragged the pad of her thumb around the circumference of the head to stimulate the glands. Then she pushed back down again and began a gradual tempo of stroking him up to a full erection. Feeling the heat of his shaft, the thickness that came with it hardening, had Navia sighing longingly with the memory of all the times Théadan had so expertly brought them to powerful climaxes. “I want you,” she whispered to him, the hand in her hair helping her to guide his face back from her neck to nuzzle up against him until their lips merged again. The kiss was hungrier, but still lacking the frenzy that sometimes overcame then. Instead she was biting back another small moan when she withdrew fractionally, her dark eyes earnest when they looked up at him as their lips remained close enough to brush when she whispered to him, “I need you. I’ll always need you.” There was so much more she could say, so many words she could use to describe how much she loved being with him, but Navia was drawn back in by the proximity of his lips and pressed hers to them for another affectionate kiss.