"So you are a Ranger still. Oh..." Her eyelids flutter shut, and it takes effort to control her impatience, for part of her wishes only to turn her head and capture his mouth with hers, but the rest wishes to see what he will do if left to follow his own inclinations.
The movement and press of his hands draws more such sounds from her, soft exclamations of pleased delight. "Faramir." She leans forward and kisses his shoulder, his neck, what she can reach.
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Date: 2018-08-01 08:34 am (UTC)The movement and press of his hands draws more such sounds from her, soft exclamations of pleased delight. "Faramir." She leans forward and kisses his shoulder, his neck, what she can reach.