Open To Anyone For Anything RP Post

[questionablewit]

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[theywhowait]

He sighs happily against her lips, smiling up at her.

"Ah, I stand...or rather lie! Corrected, and will endeavor to rectify my mistake."

He grins, tickling her sides before actually going back to what he was supposed to be doing.

[withoutswords]

She laughs, trying to twist away from his fingers as he tickles her, and ends up rolling off of him, curled on her side to try and protect her ribs.

[theywhowait]

This of course allows him to roll over and straddle her in turn, smiling down at her, flushed and dishevelled under him.

"You look so beautiful."

[withoutswords]

She laughs joyously, entirely unselfconscious as she lies under him. "I am glad you think so." She reaches up and cups his face in her hand, her thumb stroking his cheek. "Since you must spend so much time looking at me, it would be a pity if you did not enjoy it."

[theywhowait]

He turns his head a little to brush kisses on her palms.

"How can I cease looking at you, when tis like a breath of fresh air every time you smile?"

[withoutswords]

"Every time?" She does smile, runs her thumb over his lower lip. "Then you must breathe well indeed, for I smile every time I see you."

[theywhowait]

He catches her thumb and licks it, teasingly.

"I do - when you are gone the world is empty and without colour, and I count the hours until we are reunited.

[withoutswords]

Her breath catches as his tongue flicks against her thumb, and she brings her other fingers to his mouth to see if they'll receive similar treatment. "Poet," she murmurs. "But we have scarce been apart for more than a breath at a time since we wed, so you cannot complain of being berefit."

[theywhowait]

Obligingly he does, kissing and nipping the fingers as she presses them to his lips.

"True - and greatly enjoying this time, I must confess. I fear I will be thoroughly spoilt - but oh Eowyn! It feels like forever and yet only a moment."

[withoutswords]

"I know." Her eyes are still on his mouth, watching with fascination as he teased her fingertips, then her knuckles. "Like always and yet not nearly long enough. I would happily wander with thee always, even if we did naught but ride and sleep."

It says a good deal, for a woman who dislikes being idle as much as Éowyn.

[theywhowait]

"Well." He moves from her fingers to her palm. "I suppose we would need to eat too." He teases.

[withoutswords]

She sucks in a breath, shivering at the feel of chapped lips brushing against her palm. "Aye, and other things," she says absently, no longer really paying attention to the conversation. "But so long as we may also have this, I would be content."

[theywhowait]

He smiles, the smug look of someone who can tell he's succeeded in thoroughly distracting his partner, and leaves off kissing her hands to go back to her far more delectable lips.

"I hope to. I know tis fashion in some places for husband and wife to keep separate rooms, but I have no wish to be parted from you so readily."

[withoutswords]

She wraps a leg around his, trapping him firmly in place. "Certianly not. I did not wed you that I might continue to sleep alone in a cold bed."

True in more than one sense; Eowyn is often cold at night, and Faramir a welcome source of heat.

[theywhowait]

"And now that you have caught me, my fair wife, with your very cold feet, I might add, what shall you do with me?" He teases and makes no move to even try and wriggle free, kissing her instead.

[withoutswords]

She lets that kiss, passionate and prolonged, be her answer, and when she pulls away it is only to kiss his jaw, then his throat. "Do you not know?" she asks with amusement, the question an echo of the now long ago day when they first came to an understanding with each other.

[theywhowait]

He shivers, as he did long ago, pulse jumping under her lips as she kisses his throat, and his eyes looking at her are dark, voice gone rough.

"I seem to remember my lady promising to teach me~"

[withoutswords]

Her hands slip under his loosened but not yet removed shirt, stroking up and down his back before settling at the base of his spine. She kisses his throat again, then his place where neck meets shoulder. A flicker of mischief crosses her face as she bites at it--not hard, just suggestively. "Which lesson had you in mind?"

lol I think, at this rate, we're going to have to FTB or they're just going to sit here and flirt

[theywhowait]

He shivers, head tilting to give her better access as she bites.

"We did have rather a list, did we not? Perhaps we should start with the one involving testing the bed..."

I keep wanting to get more explicit and then going wait, nope, can't! /sheepish

[withoutswords]

She chuckles wickedly, letting her hands wander lower to his hips, dipping her fingers under the waistband. "And how well the walls block out sound," she murmurs against his skin, nipping her way along his shoulder. "So to make a proper trial, you must be as unrestrained as you may, and hold nothing back."

lol well shall we just do that then, because I think Faramir is just as fond of the tease as anythin

[theywhowait]

He shivers with a low gasp.

"If the White Lady continues in this manner, I think I will not have to try terribly hard." He manages.

Eowyn prefers action to words, but for him she makes an exception, because then he smiles.

[withoutswords]

"Fie, man of Gondor." She laughs softly, sliding her hands properly under his breeches and splaying her hands on the bare skin she finds there. "You have a duty to fulfill, to your fiefdom and your lady wife. I expect you to do your utmost."

/INCANDESCANT BLUSHING

[theywhowait]

He groans as her hands move, and the next kiss is rather more heated than before.

"My lady commands." He says breathlessly. "And if she'd be so kind as to help me with my breeches, I would be only too glad to comply."

From him or you? ;) (also how about instead of just FTB we cut to afterwards?)

[withoutswords]

She laughs again, a delighted, bell-like sound, so filled with happiness she cannot contain it, and removes her hands so that she might roll them back over and fulfill this request.

lol mostly him in this case. AND THAT WORKS =D

[theywhowait]

Faramir follows this by making good on his word to please his lady, and afterwards they lie sated and curled together, and he kisses her gently.

"I trust my lady is not disappointed?"