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[takesnoshit]

"Ah--" She gasps again, clutching at him and arching her back against his touch. When his hands curve around her hips she leans forward and seizes his mouth with hers, kissing him with ardent hunger.

I don't know! Could be one of the Valar, even! Or Nerdanel? ...or maybe they just marry themselves?

[takesnoshit]

Oh, that grin, so careless and easy. Never did he look at her thus before. Never will she tire of it.

All the same, she raises an eyebrow. That and the small smile on her mouth are all that says she teases, but he knows her expressions. "Then perhaps we should not stand here was we do, if I but encourage your weaknesses."

[grumpycatanthir]

Caranthir makes an approving noise at her reaction, opening his mouth to taste her deeply as his hands creep lower still to carass her bottom.

Me neither. Eru Himself? Her dad?

[grumpycatanthir]

"True, for if we stay, I might just forgo the whole wedding entire, and then we would make a lot of people upset with us!"

[theywhowait]

"Then I await eagerly your instruction." He kisses her as he works on the laces, much easier in the daytime!

[theywhowait]

He allows himself to be soothed with a smile.

"We will. I have you, and that is all I need."

[withoutswords]

She tilts her head a little. "Nothing more than that?" she asks, teasing a little.

[withoutswords]

"You do not seem to be awaiting anything," she points out, much amused and pleased by his enthusiasm. Her own fingers are similarly busy with undoing the ties on his tunic, that she may pull it off. Her own dress comes undone easily--far more so than her wedding finery did!--and opens at the front.

Canien, maybe? Who else knows both of them well enough? Or they can just vow to each other?

[takesnoshit]

"We would," she agrees firmly, squeezing his hands and taking a step back from him. "So keep your mind on your purpose."

And indeed the watching crowd is beginning to quiet, an expectant hush falling over them.

[takesnoshit]

That she likes this as well is evident in how she kneels before him, giving his hands all the room they need. Her own hands are busy in his hair, undoing the ties, her fingers threading through all the braids until they are undone, even as she kisses him.

[grumpycatanthir]

He learns from her responses what she likes, how hard or soft he should touch, and he almost purrs as her fingers run through his hair.

"Should... I lie back or...?"

I reckon to each other works best, with.... maybe the Valar supervising?

[grumpycatanthir]

"Yes dear." He grins again at her and then takes a steadying breath, offering her his arm as they step out in front of their family and friends.

[theywhowait]

"I am growing impatient, in my old age." He answers cheerfully, very pleased with how easy her dress is removed, shrugging out of his own tunic and pressing back in to kiss her again after.

[theywhowait]

"Well, I suppose it would be awkward were I to starve..." He teases back.

[withoutswords]

"It would." This being what ever-practical Eowyn was hinting at and amused by. "Or to die of thirst, or any number of other things. Not that I do not appreciate the compliment, mind you."

[withoutswords]

She laughs gaily. "Yes, you are grown so much older since yesterday, when you last did this." She meets his kiss eagerly, pushing him down onto the hillside. As she promised, it is covered with soft clover as well as the wildflowers, and makes a comfortable trysting spot. The stream babbles merrily in the background as though it laughs with them, and the sun is warm.

Marrying themselves seems right. The Valar can offer blessings after.

[takesnoshit]

Yes, dear? She would comment on that, for such a domestic commonplace was never uttered between them even as they grew more familiar with one another and their relationship. But it was Haleth who urged getting back to the point, so she holds her tongue for now, though there is a strong look of irony in her eyes as she takes his arm and they move to stand formally before the assembly.

There is no need to announce themselves or their purpose, for all already know, and all faces most loved and most revered are here to bear witness. As are others, including those Haleth at least knows not at all but who nonetheless wished to share their joy. To her heart's delight, there are other couples where one party is Atani and the other elda, and much does she look forward to knowing them further.

She turns to face Caranthir, releasing his arm but offering him her two hands. On one gleams the ring he gave her long ago, which she wore ever afterwards. She will take no other, however finely it be made.

[takesnoshit]

She kisses him in lieu of answering, blocking further questions with her mouth, and pushes him back onto the bed. Unlike Caranthir, Haleth does not bother to worry if she will squash him--but then she is so much smaller, easy to hold. Particularly when sprawled over his chest as she is.

=D let's do that then /makes up something

[grumpycatanthir]

He will doubtless pay for that later, when the formalities are done, but he only smirks back at her, for now.

They are surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses, all those dearest and best loved, and he takes her hands in his and smiles to see the matching rings, old and carefully cared for, carried all this way by their daughter.

"Here do I, Caranthir, swear to leave all others to cleave to thee, Haleth, to love and to honor thee in all things, to hold you in your tears, and to rejoice with you in your joys."

[grumpycatanthir]

He goes down eagerly, using the new position offered to trace up her sides and investigate her breasts.

[theywhowait]

"This is true, those things are quite unpleasant." He laughs softly.

"And I am glad, because of a certainty, you make my life a better place."

[theywhowait]

"Much older and wiser, for now I have my helpmeet and lifemate by my side." He agrees with a laugh. "Although here we are in the midst of the wide world under the sky, and I might think us careless youths in the bloom of our lives."

[withoutswords]

"And are we not?" she retorts, leaning above him, eyes dancing with merriment. And indeed, clad only in a loose shift sliding off one shoulder, her hair radiant in the sunlight and crowned with the circle of flowers, she looks the very embodiment of spring.

Eowyn leans down and kisses him, her lips teasing at his. "We married each other in the sight of kith and kin yesterday. Shall we do so again under Eru's sky, in His sight, as we were once tempted to do?"

[withoutswords]

She could tease him for flattery again, and yet...Eowyn leans up and kisses him, soft and lingering. "As you do for me, min heorte," she murmurs. "Beyond all expectation or hope."

[takesnoshit]

She lifts herself up without breaking their kiss, giving his hands more room to roam and humming her approval at this new direction. The hum turns abruptly to a slight whimper as he finds a curve particularly sensitive to his touch.