Date: 2018-07-24 12:05 am (UTC)
shieldofrohan: Katheryn Winnick (Looked down upon her fair face)
That satisfaction on his face makes her smile, and she wets her lips, aware of her own coarseness and revelling in it. There is a transgreasive kind of thrill in knowing that she need not be a lady here, need not be genteel and dignified. He knew who it was he was marrying - and should know that Dernhelm, too, spent time around the soldiers' fire and heard how they talk.

She hums her approval as his hand cups her where no hand but her own has been, and she is opening her mouth to answer him, though she knows not what she will say, when the press of his thumb against her clit catches the breath from her lungs, makes her gasp and buck her hips, her head falling back. It is not so different a feeling to when she has touched herself thus - except that it is all the difference in the world to know that it is his calloused hand, not hers; that he can feel the swelling of her clit and the wetness against his hand; that she is open to him, and that he knows it.

It helps, too, that he has an angle that she has never managed for herself. She rakes her hair back out of her face and laughs, from sheer delight and wonder. Torture, yes, to wait - but with his clever fingers at work on her, what blissful torture this is!
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