She mock-scowls at him in protest. "I have been quiet before!" Which is true. It just takes concentration, and she generally prefers to lose herself in the sensations he creates. As he knows all too well, and prides himself on.

Eowyn trails fingers lightly down his spine. "And you would do well not to tease overmuch, husband. Unless you do not wish me to return the favor for you?" Her fingers wander down to his arse, which she grasps as she rolls her hips under his suggestively.