Date: 2019-01-28 12:37 am (UTC)
withoutswords: (z Faramir - hand in hand)
Éowyn chuckles low in her throat. "And do you still propose we spend them doing nothing but pleasuring each other? We had better leave the lake if so, or we may drown in the attempt."

And truthfully, now that the heat of their exertion is wearing off, she is beginning to shiver a little. Goosebumps begin to rise on her skin.
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