"Eowyn, Eowyn..." Delicately, between kisses, he unpins the small, intricate braids crowning her head, placing the jeweled pins on some surface nearby. He does not care what it is, and if the decorations roll away and are never seen again he will not miss them.
It takes some time but kissing her is the only diversion he needs, and then at last all her hair is shaken loose and he can bury his hands in it as she has done with his. "Beautiful, valiant, golden Eowyn, I love thee." He says it in the Rohirric fashion, matching her, but that's not enough, and he repeats it in every language he knows, between kisses that only grow more heated. Even then it's not enough. All the languages of the world would not be enough.
It will need to be deeds, then, and he breaks away with another laugh, his skin flushed. "Come, help me with these." He finds her hands and encourages her to undo the buttons and laces on his wedding finery. His eyes shine as he smiles at her. "So you might see what manner of husband you've bought, this day."
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Date: 2018-05-05 09:30 pm (UTC)It takes some time but kissing her is the only diversion he needs, and then at last all her hair is shaken loose and he can bury his hands in it as she has done with his. "Beautiful, valiant, golden Eowyn, I love thee." He says it in the Rohirric fashion, matching her, but that's not enough, and he repeats it in every language he knows, between kisses that only grow more heated. Even then it's not enough. All the languages of the world would not be enough.
It will need to be deeds, then, and he breaks away with another laugh, his skin flushed. "Come, help me with these." He finds her hands and encourages her to undo the buttons and laces on his wedding finery. His eyes shine as he smiles at her. "So you might see what manner of husband you've bought, this day."