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[questionablewit]

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[withoutswords]

"I know." She sounds definitely smug, for all the she tilts her head willingly to make it easier for him, shivering with pleasure at the sharp touch of teeth.

[theywhowait]

He laughs softly, nipping sharply and sucking, knowing that it will leave a mark.

[withoutswords]

She has to bite back a cry of her own, which emerges as a sort of high-pitched squeak instead. Eowyn has never found it easy to be quiet during such times, and knowing that makes her laugh again, silent and breathless. Since she cannot cry out her reaction to his mouth she clings to him all the harder, pulling him close.

[theywhowait]

Faramir grins at her squeak, soothing the bite with his tongue, coming easily when she tugs, turning his head to pay proper attention to the other side of her neck.

[withoutswords]

This time she manages to keep her reactions quiet, small gasps and catches of breath. Her hands wander, reacquainting themselves with Faramir, the muscles in his back and arms, the softness of his hair, the way their legs slide against each other..."I missed thee," she murmurs, for even more than the fever of lovemaking the missed this intimacy with him. There has been so little time or energy for it.

[theywhowait]

He muffles adoring whimpers against her skin as she explores, kissing her again at her words.

"And I missed thee also. I am so glad that you are enjoying my surprise."

Slow, but not too slow, but it's nice, it's so nice to be able to hold her, to feel her in his lap, to know that he'd have to shift only just so to slide them together.

[withoutswords]

It won't be long now until they slide thus, she knows, but the building of desire is so sweet, a fulfilment in its own right. Every small noise of pleasure he makes is a joy to her. Any gesture that leads to one, she repeats, greedy not just for him but for his delight, and knowing herself to be the cause.

[theywhowait]

He kisses down her neck and across her breasts as her hands explore him, mouthing and nipping gently at her nipples.

[withoutswords]

She is grateful for his care; her breasts are often sore these days, for Elboron is a voracious eater. "Mm..." She caresses Faramir's head, looking down at him with a smile. "Lower, perhaps?"

Her eyes are glinting, her voice suggestive. She pushed aside his fingers a few moments ago, but his mouth...that is more tempting.

[theywhowait]

He chuckles.

"Considering how you enjoy that, my wife, can you be silent if I oblige?"

[withoutswords]

It is a fair question, for she is not known for being quiet, but Eowyn only smiles. "I will put the utmost care into restraining myself," she says solemnly, pushing his head downwards.

[theywhowait]

"Well then!" He chuckles, sliding down to nuzzle against her belly button, and then kiss his way down. Ever since the very first time, he has enjoyed doing this for her, knowing how much pleasure it brings her as he tastes her.

[withoutswords]

She sighs her contentment, her body lifting against his mouth in appreciation of his touch, of these gentle attentions. More, it feels healing in some way...perhaps because it has been such a while since they enjoyed each other thus, or perhaps because she went through such pain at the birth. Her eyes are soft and fond as she watches him gradually move downwards. "My Faramir," she murmurs. "Such joy you bring me, always."

[theywhowait]

He stops long enough to smile at her boyishly, knelt between her thighs.

"It is my greatest honor to be allowed this." He tells her, and then stoops to kiss her most intimate place, licking at her folds and tasting her.

[withoutswords]

His enthusiasm makes her grin, and his statement is an impressive one considering that he was once honored with a princedom. And then his mouth is there and Eowyn bites back a gasp, laying herself down once more and surrendering to his attentions, spreading her thighs to make it easier for him.

[theywhowait]

This is something he likes to think he is becoming quite proficient in, driving his wife to utter distraction with nothing more than his lips. He sets a steady rhythm, teasingly dipping deeper from time to time, making sure to brush against her clit regularly.

[withoutswords]

She does stay quiet, for the most part, but it takes effort; even with that effort her breathing is more labored than usual, shuddering, with small high-pitched whimpers escaping her at times. He is a wonder, slowly and skillfully drawing pleasure from her as she rolls her hips against his tongue. Every so often she bites back a louder cry, or finds herself digging nails into her shoulder or leg, as heat and pressure build deliciously within her.

[theywhowait]

As he feels her tension build he works harder, dipping into her and paying careful attention to her clit before pulling away at the last to grin at her.

"Should I finish you this way, my wife?"

[withoutswords]

The moan of frustration she lets out as he stops is the loudest she's been yet, for she has managed to restrain herself. Eowyn reaches down to push his head back into place. "Yes. Bema, please, yes." It is less a request than a demand.

[theywhowait]

He's laughing silently as she pushes him back down, but he goes willingly, and this time he doesn't stop, dipping as deep into her as he can, the gentlest touch of teeth to her clit.

[withoutswords]

She willingly lets herself be selfish, for she knows how he loves doing this for her, to her, and besides he will have pleasure enough of his own before long...so for now she gasps and sighs, rolling her hips against his tongue in the rhythm she wants, until finally her climax rolls through her. She does cry out then, try as she may to hold it back, but by that point she is heedless of all else save her beloved and the bliss he is giving to her, her fingers tangled in his hair as she tenses and then releases, limp and sated.

[theywhowait]

He licks her through the aftershocks, and then sits up again, reaching to brush the hair from her face fondly.

"Did I satisfy correctly?"

[withoutswords]

"You know full well you did." Her smile is sweet and satisfied as she reaches for him, pulling him down for a kiss. She can taste the tang in his mouth.

[theywhowait]

"Good." He laughs and kisses her happily. "And you even managed to keep quiet out enough to not disturb Eldarion!"

[withoutswords]

"Remember that, next time you tease me for making too much noise during our lovemaking!" She laughs softly and kisses him again, teasing at his mouth with her tongue.