That growl of his gets a surprised little yelp out of her, but it's definitely not a bad thing.

Eskel seems determined to get her off with his mouth alone, and while she usually requires something of a firmer touch for her to reach her peak, it's been a rather long time since Éomer has enjoyed the touch of anyone's hand (or, in this case, mouth) but her own, and the weeks between their last meeting and today have been spent in idle speculation about just what Eskel would be like as a lover, leaving her frustrated and wanting long before they reunited.

Her teeth digging into her lip as she groans, she tugs at his hair and grinds against his mouth, chasing her pleasure with a single-minded focus.