"Oh, hush. You can paw at me as much as you like in a minute." She winks at him to take away any sting her tease might have elicited, and finally starts to shift herself backwards when he takes his hands away and tucks them behind his head.
It's difficult for a man Eskel's size to look perfectly insouciant, but he does a very good impression of it like this, and she can't help smiling at him, fond and impressed in equal measure until she gets distracted by the body between her legs and beneath her palms.
Since he didn't say anything about avoiding the scars that decorate the rest of his body, Éomer lets herself map him out with her hands and her mouth as she retreats, smoothing her palms over the cage of his ribs and raking her nails down his sides.
Finally sitting back on his thighs, her palms braced on the ridges of his hips, she lets herself get a good look at what she has to work with and grins.
"So it would appear not all the rumors about witchers are entirely unfounded..."
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Date: 2020-09-03 07:35 pm (UTC)It's difficult for a man Eskel's size to look perfectly insouciant, but he does a very good impression of it like this, and she can't help smiling at him, fond and impressed in equal measure until she gets distracted by the body between her legs and beneath her palms.
Since he didn't say anything about avoiding the scars that decorate the rest of his body, Éomer lets herself map him out with her hands and her mouth as she retreats, smoothing her palms over the cage of his ribs and raking her nails down his sides.
Finally sitting back on his thighs, her palms braced on the ridges of his hips, she lets herself get a good look at what she has to work with and grins.
"So it would appear not all the rumors about witchers are entirely unfounded..."