The movements created with Alethea was nothing short of increasing the fire they already had for one another.  Every single movement caused their skin to have more friction against one another, and seemed to arouse the other with greater intensity.  Pleasure coursed through Thal-ion as her hands slipped over his body to explore again and again...his back, through his hair, and every place she could touch.  The same was true of him as he continued to nuzzle her breasts, hands roaming over her body in such heated desire...drawing one of her legs up over his hip even tighter - despite her already locking this particular leg around him.  It was as if she simply was not close enough to him...that no amount of space between them was acceptable to either of them.  The friction of his throbbing hardness against her womanhood made him groan with need...groan with a need to be inside her again.  Yet, he let the pleasure build...the sensation continuing to drive them both crazy.  He nibbled on her nipples softly, but much more eagerly than before...as if the passion was really needing to be released, and no longer wished to wait.  His moans and growls of desire hummed over her breasts as he lustfully explored them with feverish new nibbles and caresses.<br/><br/>The sexual movement between her legs was growing more and more rapid...the need to be inside her growing far beyond his control.  He had to be there again...enjoying her, and it pleased him to know she enjoyed it every bit as much as he did.  His face traced new fiery lightning kisses back to her neck swiftly just so he could whisper in her ear even as he pierced her once more...deeper...a bit harder...so hungry for her fire and lust.<br/><br/>"Alethea!" he whispered her name again with such focused desire mixed with love so powerful.  Two words escaped his lips at that point as he moved inside her again with the first thrust, "Only you."<br/><br/>Then, with his hot breath on her neck, and his body molding to her own curves; Thal-ion began to make love to her with every fiber of his being...both physically and in the Force.  To him, one was as necessary as the other, and he blended them together as he moved between her legs with small grunts and gasps of desire and ecstasy.  Kisses traced from her neck to her lips to claim them once more, but the kiss this time was truly deep and passionate...a fierce display of their tongues fencing as if in their own lightsaber duel.  The hand over hip massaged the area with such intense lust as he drew himself between her legs with that same beautiful movement which caused such pleasure.  The other slipped between them to cup her breasts more sensually...tweaking her nipples, exploring the area with deft swift feverish fingers.  Each new thrust made him want her more.<br/><br/>It was as if he had a fever hotter than the twin suns of Tatooine.  The more he was with her...the more he had to be with her, and thus the more he did...the more he still needed.  It was a cycle of pure pleasure...of lust and love combined and so perfectly blended.  He was so beside himself with how wildly insane he felt for this woman...a woman he had not even met before their mission had begun together.  The Force had brought them together, but it had been their choice to do this...to be this way with each other...and that was what really counted the most.  It was not just about the sexual exploration of each other, but the sharing of it with each other, and only each other.  Thal-ion felt like he was glowing in the Force more than he ever had before, and he knew Alethea was as well.  He leaned in more and more into every new movement between her thighs, and groaned with greater lust and warmth for her...from the pleasure of her.<br/><br/>He simply could not imagine sharing such with any other woman; nor ever having such pleasure completely sated.  For this, he was content to forever share such moments with Alethea.  He had whispered the words to her:  'Only you,' and he had meant them with every single fiber of his being.