[The manual aid is almost unnecessary. He's so close to finishing that, when she climbs off, even the loss of the wet warmth around him is little more than another push - and moments after that, when she lays her hands on him, that's enough. He gasps, his chest heaving as he's unable to hold himself back.
If any of his jizz ends up on Éowyn, he's not sorry.]
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If any of his jizz ends up on Éowyn, he's not sorry.]