[Éowyn's skin is still cool and damp from the weather outside, and his fingers feel hot pressed against her hip, under the soft leather of her armour. She runs her thumb over the thin skin behind his ear, letting her eyes slip close again as she kisses him.]
[Her other hand has found its way to the fastening of his robes. Being careful not to touch him with it - there'll be time for that, but getting him undressed while both hands are stuck to him would be difficult - she fumbles to undo his clothing, while her tongue runs lightly around the inside of his mouth.]
[She's still getting used to this, to sex for its own sake, and she's happy to take her time. But at the same time... Well, those clothes are just in the way, really, aren't they?]
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[Her other hand has found its way to the fastening of his robes. Being careful not to touch him with it - there'll be time for that, but getting him undressed while both hands are stuck to him would be difficult - she fumbles to undo his clothing, while her tongue runs lightly around the inside of his mouth.]
[She's still getting used to this, to sex for its own sake, and she's happy to take her time. But at the same time... Well, those clothes are just in the way, really, aren't they?]