He appeared to be struggling to contain himself, much to her delight. Navia looked on with interest, waiting to see if her efforts would cause him to give in and tell her what he had said. He seemed only able to speak her name or his name for her however. Still she waited, patient and quiet, her body still languidly moving over his to keep up the stimulation between them. She could tell Théadan was getting much out of her movements; her arms were resting on his chest and she could feel his heart beating rapidly. He was also fully erect inside her and his hands were dragging against her thighs in an attempt to not give in to her efforts. So she had to wonder how much further she had to go before he would share his secret with her, especially when she had already worked so hard to bring them to very strong orgasms.<br/><br/>Yet he somehow managed to continue to evade her. Despite the sounds he released, even though his hand pressed against her abdomen as if to feel where they were united, Théadan smiled up at her and told her there were no words that came to mind after all her attempts at dredging any up. It was not what she wanted to hear, not at all what she expected, and Navia paused in her movements, hips tight against his. Her eyebrows pinched together slightly and she looked down at him with a small frown on her dark lips. “None?” She repeated questioningly from her place pressed up to him, bare breasts brushing high on his chest and her face mere inches from his own. Irritation that he would not tell her flashed in her near-black gaze, simply because she was so used to getting her way and she had expected him to give in to the temptation of her body.<br/><br/>For a brief instant of time, Navia considered pulling away. If he was going to dangle something before her, then refuse to share it with her when she was going to such lengths to get it, she was not keen on playing games with him.  But Navia knew she often did the same thing to him and Théadan was only goofing around. There was also no denying that Navia was intrigued by the challenge he was laying out before her. He seemed intent on trying to resist her for as long as possible and she really had to wonder how long that could be. “Hmmmm,” she hummed, drawing the sound out while she regarded him, trying to decide what she could do about their little predicament. Ever since she had felt him begin to stiffen deep within her, Navia’s own desires for him had been stirring up again. She wanted him again and so she set about having him.<br/><br/>Navia leaned in to press her lips to Théadan’s once, then again so she could draw it out when she decided one taste wasn't enough. Her hips picked back up on the pace she had started, her knees braced against the crates behind him for support. She took her time, body fluidly moving her hips over his to guide the length of him out of her depths, then right back in. “Surely you can think of it,” she murmured thickly, her lips leaving his to press kisses along his jaw, “It was barely minutes ago, after all. We were trying to be quiet so that chef didn’t hear us…” Her hand slid down from his neck to reach for one of his hands. She guided it between them, her palm flat against the back of his larger one. “And I pushed my face into your neck to muffle my moans, so you were hiding your face in my hair when you said it.”<br/><br/>Navia’s lips moved up to slowly brush along the curve of his ear as her hand led his to push into his pants, their forearms becoming trapped between their abdomens while her body continued to roll atop his own. “Then we both had the most satisfying orgasms we've had in some time, with someone else likely only feet away from us.  Come on,<i>kamin</i>,” Navia whispered hotly in Théadan’s ear at the same time she used his hand to cups his testicles in his own palm, “Say it to me. Say it or I will.” And to try to convince him, her fingers pressed on his to convince him to gently fondle the hot sac they held together at the same time her teeth closed around his earlobe and tugged lightly, her impatience beginning to get the best of her. Having him touch himself with her own urging was proving to be more erotic to her than she had anticipated, leaving Navia to release an impatient little groan as her fingers slid between his to help gently massage the velvety sac.