His touch is gentle, intimate; it sends shivers through her, makes the hairs prickle along her arms. She raises her eyes to meet his, and there is a hunger in her look that is hard to miss.
Deliberately, she steps in closer, closing the already small space between them, until she is close enough to feel his breathing. Her fingertips trace the rough skin of his jaw, tender and wondering, and she leans up on her toes, kissing him on the mouth. Her lips are closed, but it is not a chaste kiss by any means, and she thrills in the warmth of his mouth, in the momentary press of her body against his - not new experiences, but ones born anew by the change that has overcome them.
Pulling away, she smiles up at him, and shakes her head. "Be not tame, man of Gondor." Her tongue darts out, wets her lips, and she lets her fingertips trail along the edge of his neck. "You have shown me gentleness, Faramir, and restraint. Tameness enough, for now. Now..." She bites her lip, presses close against him again, her heart thudding against her ribs. "Now I would have thee show me passion."
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Date: 2018-05-04 05:28 pm (UTC)Deliberately, she steps in closer, closing the already small space between them, until she is close enough to feel his breathing. Her fingertips trace the rough skin of his jaw, tender and wondering, and she leans up on her toes, kissing him on the mouth. Her lips are closed, but it is not a chaste kiss by any means, and she thrills in the warmth of his mouth, in the momentary press of her body against his - not new experiences, but ones born anew by the change that has overcome them.
Pulling away, she smiles up at him, and shakes her head. "Be not tame, man of Gondor." Her tongue darts out, wets her lips, and she lets her fingertips trail along the edge of his neck. "You have shown me gentleness, Faramir, and restraint. Tameness enough, for now. Now..." She bites her lip, presses close against him again, her heart thudding against her ribs. "Now I would have thee show me passion."