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That too is ticklish at first, as he kisses where only their fingers have been. Then he parts her and his tongue slips in, lightly tasting, and--

"Ah!" Her body jerks at the intensity of it, to her amazement. Not pleasure yet, exactly, the same as with his fingers, it seems she needs a moment to adjust, but even so...! She licks her lips, her breath suddenly much more rapid. "That--oh--do not stop--!"

He takes a breath, but Eowyn sounds approving, so he tastes her again, tongue lapping along her folds, seeking for the rhythm that she likes, occassionally daring to dip just a little further in.

"Oh Bema...blessed Bema and Vana, that...you...oh gods...!" She has no idea what she is saying, it is clear, and all her words are interspersed with gasps and cries such as she has never uttered, not even in the heights of passion they reached last night. She has no awareness of them. All her attention is focused on his mouth, warm and wet and teasing, and her hips roll against his tongue searching for the rhythm that she needs. "Faramir, Faramir...oh gods, yes...!"

There is nothing quite so satisfying, Faramir thinks, as hearing his wife and knowing that he's doing this to her. It makes him bolder, pressing in to dip into her, tasting the musk of her.

It is dizzying in a way that nothing they have yet done has been, and overwhelming, a tingling warmth that spreads through her and leaves her aching with need. Her fingers tangle in his hair, clutching when he slides his tongue in to taste her--she cries out--and then he returns to that more sensitive place where all her pleasure is centered and she gasps again, rolling her hips against his tongue, trying to find...she does not know what...but oh, she wants him desperately, needs him desperately..."Faramir--please...!"

He pulls away to answer, breathing heavily, lips wet with the essence of her.

"What do you need, beloved?"

She pulls at him, tugging him up until they are face to face once more, clutching at him, kissing his mouth as soon as it is within reach. He tastes unusual, and she realizes it is herself she is tasting. "You." She reaches for his drawstrings, for he is still dressed from the waist down and that needs to change. "I need you--inside me--Faramir--get these off--"

Messy words interspersed between messy kisses, ravenous and breathless all.

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He almost laughs at her impatient need, and does smile as he answers the hunger in her kisses with his own, but his hands go down to help her tug at his laces and pull his breeches down.

"Impatient." He accuses fondly, as he settles between her legs.

He has little understanding of how wild he has made her, Eowyn realizes, and she will pay him back for that and for this teasing most thoroughly.

Later. For now--for now she turns him onto his back and straddles him as she did this morning, takes him in hand and presses herself down on him, moaning at the feel of him filling her, soothing the ache he built. That is what she needs, and she takes it, takes him in, her hands pressing his shoulders back on to the clover as she starts to ride him. It is a faster, wilder pace than she set this morning, for they know the way better now, and her need is very great.

He allows her to steer them, groaning and arching up as she enfolds him. His hands go to grip her hips, moving to match her.

For the first time Eowyn is entirely selfish, trusting that Faramir will find his own pleasure as she takes hers. It is an advantage of this position that she has all the control, can make the minute shifts needed to push herself towards that peak without needing to direct or even think about them.

It is no time at all until she is moaning every time their bodies join together, the pitch increasing as she comes closer and closer to the crest, until finally she shouts her ecstacy and release out to the open sky, and it rings over the plains.

He cannot help but be swept along with her, carried on the waves of her passion, gasping at her urgency and groaning at her movements. As she cries out and tigthens around him, he shudders, and it does not take more than a few more thrusts for him to follow her over the edge.

She moves until he too loses control, pulsing deep inside her, his hands gripping at her hips. After they are both completed and breathless she carefully rests herself on him, head on his shoulder, still joined.

For a long, sweet time she is content only to lie there in his embrace as the surge in her blood quiets, the sun warming her back. It is many minutes before she sighs and leans forward a little to kiss his cheek. "I love thee. Beyond all words do I love thee."

He's half asleep by that time, lulled by the sun and the warmth of her in his arms, but he stirs, sleepily blinking up at her as one arm comes up to tangle in her hair.

"Most fortunate of men am I, for I love thee also."

She kisses him for a while, lingering and sweet, before releasing his mouth with a sigh and burying her face in his neck. The light is rose-gold through her closed eyelids. "I hate to suggest moving," she says lowly. "But we likely should. And perhaps make use of the stream before we clothe ourselves once more."

They are both of them sticky with sweat, her hair clinging to his skin as well as hers.

"We are a little sticky." He murmurs sleepily. "Did we damage your dress?" Despite his words he seems a little reluctant to shift.

"More than a little, I fear." Regretfully Eowyn lifts herself off him, disengaging, though she almost at once lays back alongside him, resting her head on his arm. "I think my dress survived, though truthfully I was too distracted at the time to care."

It hardly matters. She brought simple clothing for this excursion. No fine dresses or jewelry but ordinary clothing, easy to work in and put on. And just as easy to take off.

She even brought one or two things solely in the hopes that her husband might tear them off her, though she will perhaps tell him that later...

For now she sighs, eyes still closed. "Mmm...did I hurt you, in my impatience?" For she did rather lose control there.

"Well, we can always change it." Faramir agrees, turning a little to hold her closer.

"No. It was... amazing, seeing you so wild and beautiful. You are so lovely, like that."

They face each other, lying naked together on the spring grasses, and Éowyn has never been so content. She strokes his face, brushing hair away from his eyes, clear and grey and joyous as he looks back at her. "I did not think you using your mouth there would have so strong an effect," she admits, flushing a little. "I hope we may try that again!"

"Nor I!" He grins shyly at her. "I certainly liked how it made you react, when I took my mouth away. We will most certainly have to try that again."

She flushes more deeply, but is smiling. "It was..." She lets out a breath. "I think I understand the meaning of the word 'ecstacy' now. I had thought I knew after last night, but now I know better." She kisses him again, sliding her hand along his side. "I would like to make you react like that."

He kisses back.

"I am, obviously, quite happy to experiment!"

"And so we shall." Days and nights all to themselves, for nothing but such experiments...Eowyn shivers in happy anticipation. "I already have some ideas. But for now, my dearest heart, we should get up, little though I wish to."

"Mph." He mumbles, and opens his eyes with a sigh.

"I suppose we have made our poor guards wait long enough! And we probably should aim to reach shelter by tonight."

But despite his words he rolls over to kiss her soundly, first.

She would comment archly that their guards were welcome to return to Edoras if they grew impatient, but then he is kissing her once more, and she melts against him, twining her arms around his neck. She sighs deeply, happily. "I do not think I will ever grow tired of this."

there are no good words for that area but apex is not bad /takes note

lol I was like... WHAT CAN I USE?????

ALL THE WORDS ARE TERRIBLE I SWEAR I can go on at length about how they all are awful

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