Date: 2018-10-02 09:57 pm (UTC)
whattheydefend: (~ in earnest)
Her responses are beyond all his fantasies, and Faramir is enchanted by them. When she begins to move against his hand he notes the rhythm, matches it, works with it. He is still researching, even in this swirl of heat: how she reacts to a light touch, a harder press, to his finger circling one way or the other. What makes her gasp, what makes her almost scream...he has to stop kissing her in order to watch, and to let her breathe. The sight of her flushed face and clenched eyes is well worth the attention. "Beautiful--" he murmurs in Sindarin, not even aware he has spoken.

When needed he dips his finger back in search of more moisture, and then carefully adds a second finger to the first, stroking carefully inside her, a deliberate mimicry of the act he devoutly hopes will follow soon.
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