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[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?"

[withoutswords]

"Yes." A whisper of a word between kisses, mouths pulling at mouths, tongues darting to touch each other and hands tangled in each other's hair. "Yes."

[theywhowait]

He shivers, a pleased rumble of sound in his chest at the way she reacts to him, hands skimming down to cup her hips and drag her close to him.

[withoutswords]

It does not take much effort on his part; Eowyn willingly lets herself be pulled as close as might be, molding her body against his, thigh to thigh and chest to chest. Breaking off their kiss, she instead kisses his neck, then bites lightly, remembering another time when he reacted well to that.

[theywhowait]

He gasps when she does.

"Eowyn!"

[withoutswords]

"Was this not in your book?" Another kiss to soothe the place, and another bite further along, and so she proceeds.

[theywhowait]

He groans again, neck arching as his hands flex on her hips.

"N-not quite exactly this way? But I am not adverse to... ah... embroidering around the theme."

[withoutswords]

Her breath catches when he groans, when his hands tighten on her. Oh, she likes that reaction, clings to him all the more and leans up so she can better reach him. "Surely as a scholar you would not--" She kisses his ear, then nibbles on the earlobe. "--limit yourself to only one source?"

[theywhowait]

"A-ah! N-no. True it is that.. one should investigate... thoroughly. If the lady would...not mind a little experimentation!"

[withoutswords]

She laughs a little, giddy at his distraction. "How many times must I say 'yes' before you take me at my word?"

[theywhowait]

"Well," He manages breathlessly. "One must make sure that you are aware of my inexperience, of course. Here? Now?"

[withoutswords]

"Anywhere." She turns his face back to hers, kissing his mouth once more. "Here and now under Eru's sky, or tonight in Aldburg on a mattress. Or both."

[theywhowait]

"Well," He murmurs agains the kisses, hands fiddling shly with her laces.

"Practice makes perfect, they say..."

[withoutswords]

"I am as inexperienced as you, my lord, and as much in need of practice." This dress laces in the back, so she cannot help him, but instead tugs at where his shirt is tucked into his trousers, loosening it until she can slide a hand under and splay it against his bare back. "And there is no one else with whom I would learn."

[theywhowait]

Annoying things, these back laces. And he's being distracted by her kisses, shivering as her hand slips under his shirt to press against his skin.

"That is well, for we will have no-one to compare with." He agrees breathlessly, before finally managing the laces with an approving grunt. "Ai! But such dresses these are..."

[withoutswords]

She could undo her laces on her own, with some effort. But she is otherwise occupied and more inclined to laugh quietly at his frustration, while making her own explorations. His skin is warm under her hands, and she untucks his tunic further to allow herself more space to roam on his back. "Proof of your inexperience, at least, if you know not how to undo a lady's dress. More practice is needed indeed!"