Holding and kissing Eowyn while only half-dressed is already a more potent experience than while clothed, especially as she is so willing to explore the skin she has revealed. Faramir sighs his contentment as her hand wanders over the planes of his chest, the lines of bone. If he had any doubts as to whether she would be pleased with what she saw, they are dismissed by the look in her eyes as she takes him in.
Then she pulls away to remove her gown, and his breath catches and his hands fist by his sides as each lace is undone and the heavy cloth slides off her shoulders and falls to the floor. She tries to hold his gaze but his eyes dart from hers to every inch of pale skin that reveals itself, to her flushed chest and back to her kiss-swollen lips, and the light in his eyes burns with desire as much as love. When she is clad only in her shift he moves forward again, placing his hands on her shoulders and sliding them down her bare arms, including the scar, taking all of her in. Instead of speaking he kisses her again, but instead of the hungry, laughing kisses of earlier, this one is slow, deep and scorching.
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Date: 2018-05-06 04:05 pm (UTC)Then she pulls away to remove her gown, and his breath catches and his hands fist by his sides as each lace is undone and the heavy cloth slides off her shoulders and falls to the floor. She tries to hold his gaze but his eyes dart from hers to every inch of pale skin that reveals itself, to her flushed chest and back to her kiss-swollen lips, and the light in his eyes burns with desire as much as love. When she is clad only in her shift he moves forward again, placing his hands on her shoulders and sliding them down her bare arms, including the scar, taking all of her in. Instead of speaking he kisses her again, but instead of the hungry, laughing kisses of earlier, this one is slow, deep and scorching.