Eowyn certainly is not sitting idle now, not given how her hands wander and her hips shift against his. She sighs happily as he strokes her sides and back, and kisses his neck again. "We both bemoaned the idea of sleep," she murmurs. "And long was the wait for this freedom we are now granted!"
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Date: 2019-02-10 11:11 pm (UTC)