She must be slower than she wishes, given the impediment of the water, which waves and splashes around their bodies. Even so she is able to pick up speed, to take him a little harder. His hands are occupied, so she reaches between them herself, finds her clit and fingers it as she thrusts on him. At once her cries go up in pitch.

But she needs something more, something..."--teeth," she manages, gritting her own. "On my neck." Her neck has always been one of her most sensitive areas, the most easily aroused, especially by Faramir's mouth, whether he kisses or bites. She can feel his breath there, teasing her, but she wants wants more.