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[theywhowait]

"Tis a refreshing attitude." He smiles at her shyly. "And I must confess, tis the most enjoyable wearing of defences that I have ever known! I do not know if I am ready yet, although I long for that day to come."

[withoutswords]

Her mouth quirks a little with amusement, and she tilts her face to look up at him fully. "So then, after all that talk, we should continue on exactly as we have been doing? For if so you will have to watch yourself, and not talk of wedding one another under the sky in Eru's name, lest you seduce me all unwitting with your poetry."

[theywhowait]

He grins, abashedly and shy.

"Forgive me, for I fear my tongue runs away with me in your presence, so truly do you enchant me! But I will... be good."

[withoutswords]

"And yet you have just done it again!" She laughs and wraps her arms around his neck as she kisses him, and this time it is light and chaste, nothing to be feared. "You are a silver-tongued flatterer, my lord, and far too able to turn my head with your sweet words. But know that for all my teasing and enthusiasm, in truth I do not know that I am ready yet either for..."

She leaves the sentence unfinished, blushing. "Well. You may be assured that when I am, I will tell you so directly, so you need not wonder. And then we shall see what we may see. But my only intention now was to enjoy your company. And, I will admit, your kisses, for I hope you will not deny me those."

[theywhowait]

"Have I?" He grins at her, wrapping his own arms around her in turn.

"I promise, I do not do it deliberately. Mostly. Maybe a little! And I would never deny you my kisses, and we can see how things play out."

Which he sets actions to words to kiss her softly.

[withoutswords]

She looks a little skeptical at this disavowal of intent, though she is willing enough to kiss him again, sweet and relieved. After a few minutes she breaks away, chuckling. "Though there are things we might do that do not go quite so far, and which would not get me with child." Her eyes twinkle at him, alight once more with mischief and amusement. "It might be as well if we were to determine where our boundaries were, to avoid misunderstanding."

[theywhowait]

He is mildly breathless when they do break apart, a condition he quite enjoys, and he smiles at her wryly.

"True! I think, I would not mind enjoying such activities either, myself. I would, I think, be quite willing to... mm. Please you, but no so far as potentially risking a child, as that would probably make Aragorn AND your brother kill me. Possibly Uncle Imrahil too."

[withoutswords]

"Would you now," she murmurs, her voice low and sultry as she looks up at him, her eyes lingering on his mouth. "And how would you please me, man of Gondor, were I to give you opportunity?"

[theywhowait]

He shivers at her tone of voice.

"Well. Um. I don't... have exeperience in such things beyond... er. Research in the library." He is totally not kidding about that by the way. "But I believe there are... um. Methods. Involving fingers. Or ... lips?"

He is so sweet.

[withoutswords]

She's delighted by the tremor that runs through him, physical evidence that she affects him. But that thought is almost immediately lost by what follows.

"Research...There are books of such matters?" She looks incredulous. Not that Faramir has researched the subject, for of course he would study anything of interest, but that the books exist to be studied at all. Her eyes widen with amazement. "Have they pictures?"

he tries!

[theywhowait]

"There are." He is very red, by now.

"Not many but ... um there apparently was... a study made of such things. I do not know the author, for the text is quite old and well hidden."

He blinks. "Well yes...."

[withoutswords]

Normally she would tease him for how flushed he is, but fortunately (or unfortunately) she is still too distracted. "What an astonishing idea." She shakes her head, amazed. "We have songs, many of them, but most are....comic in their descriptions, rather than...instructional. I would never have imagined putting such information in a book."

The Eorlingas do not have many books, prefer more oral traditions, and the books they have are more for archival purposes: histories, herbals, lore. This seems almost too frivolous or common a subject for a book, for all their inexperience.

But now her mouth quirks. "I wish I might have seen it, while I was in Minas Tirith. What was in it, to make you blush so?"

[theywhowait]

"It... um. Appeared to be a treatise on... how best to please one's wife." he admits shyly. "It was... educational, although of course, I do not know if it was... accurate."

[withoutswords]

Her eyes glint with mischief. "So then, your research remains incomplete until you can put it into practice." As though idly, one of her fingers traces along the skin just above the collar of his shirt. "Did you want some assistance with that? Purely in the interests of scholarly achievement, of course." A grin flickers across her face. "And what made you go looking for such a book to begin with?"

[theywhowait]

Faramir wonders if one can combust from embarassment.

"Well. When one puts it that way... yes"

He smiles shyly at her. "Well I... wanted to make sure, when... we started to decide on marriage. But I have never... been with a woman. And... well. People do talk. But I was never sure how much was a soldier's bravado. So... "

[withoutswords]

Eowyn knows she should probably have mercy on her betrothed, but she cannot but find his blushes adorable. At that small, almost whispered 'yes' she leans up to kiss him again, which at least gives him a few moment's respite from questioning.

After that she rests her head on his shoulder. "I had not realized you were...concerned. Most people seem to manage, and with great enthusiasism; I had assumed we would also." Her arm tightens around his waist. "And I trust you to be gentle, in this as in all things. Surely it cannot be so very difficult a matter."

[theywhowait]

"Well I hoped so but... I wanted to be sure." He is only too glad to hold her close, burying his red face in her hair.

"I wanted to make sure I pleased you."

[withoutswords]

"You do." No jesting now, just a quiet, joyous truth. "And for all my teasing, I am most touched that you have put so much thought and care into this."

But she cannot help but chuckle, just a little. "Though I do hope you will show me that book, in time. By then perhaps we will be better able to judge its accuracy."

[theywhowait]

He smiles at her shyly, the blush settling.

"I just wanted to do my best for you. I am glad you approve."

Then she says that, and the blush returns.

"Well. If you wanted, I can of course show you when we return to Gondor..."

[withoutswords]

"Please do."

There is much more she could say, and more questions she has, but for the moment she spares him, instead tilting her head up to take another kiss, deep and prolonged, her mouth opening against his.

[theywhowait]

Faramir's blush settles as he kisses her back, happy to pull her close.

"I will commission a copy, if you like."

[withoutswords]

"Mm." A non-committal murmur against his mouth, for Eowyn is letting her attention turn to other things, one arm wound around his waist and the other resting on his chest. "Perhaps. For comparison, later, or for further instruction."

For it is very likely that by the time she returns to Minas Tirith, they will already be wed, regardless of if other events happen to preface the wedding.

[theywhowait]

"A private copy would be better for that." He dares to point out, shyly, and tugs her closer in turn so he can kiss her deeper.

[withoutswords]

"It would." Another murmur between kisses, her voice low and inviting. She hadn't intended a seduction here, for all her teasing earlier, but she certainly is not objecting. "So we could look at it in bed, and do our research freely, without observation. Or interruption."

[theywhowait]

"It would be wise to ... ensure the veracity of such reports." He agrees, gone somewhat breathless again. "I think... I could ... practice at least those things that did not run the risk of children, if you wanted?"