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Date: 2020-09-09 02:35 am (UTC)
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He cannot help but stare. Watching her muscles ripple under her skin as she rides him. It's beautiful. Not merely arousing, but beautiful. To say nothing of how it feels. A groan tears itself from his chest and his hips roll upwards to meet her.

Date: 2020-09-09 02:57 am (UTC)
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He gives up trying to match her and just lets her ride him, hands smoothing over her thighs, caressing her stomach, palming a breast. He feels like he's drunk. Everything is at once far away and hyper-sensitive. He feels...confused, with this beautiful, powerful woman above him, her hands braced on his body, her entire being alive with the pleasure of their two bodies. It's a lot to take in, but merely expresses itself in a ragged curse.

"Fuck--!"

Date: 2020-09-09 03:11 am (UTC)
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He laughs, wrapping his hands around her thighs. His head rolls back into the pillows, his barrel chest heaving under her hands.

"Éomer..." He growls.

Date: 2020-09-09 03:42 am (UTC)
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It shifts the position a little for him to and he groans, hands moving restlessly over whatever he can reach. He pants her name like a feverish prayer as he rocks his hips, driving into her at an angle she seemed to prefer.

Date: 2020-09-09 04:01 am (UTC)
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On the road, he simply wouldn't have dared. But here, he's warm and comfortable and how could he not give himself over to this woman? This person who had held his mangled body in her hands without flinching, sewed him up, carried him home. A few stolen moments, a night of passion before they both return to their responsibilities, to the people who are depending on them, seems right somehow.

His fingers tighten, as if he could hang onto this moment just a little harder.

Date: 2020-09-09 04:36 am (UTC)
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"Just don't stop." He says, bright eyes closing. He clings to her and lets her ride him, racing him towards that peak. He clutches at what softness she has and she'll hear a familiar snarl as he gets closer.

This time, he doesn't even bother to hide his face, to focused on how she feels in this moment.

Date: 2020-09-09 05:00 am (UTC)
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He goes still beneath her, panting and sweating like a warhorse run ragged. Grinning smugly at her in the dying light. Just steadying her as she rocks above him.

"You're gorgeous..." He says, as his mirrored lenses flicker in the dark.

Date: 2020-09-09 05:18 am (UTC)
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He'll stay hard for a while longer, and he grits his teeth against the brutal sensitivity of it.

"Yeah." He pants. "Really goddamn gorgeous." It's not especially articulate, but surely she can't expect much there at the moment. He just wants to look at her, touch her, focus on how she feels as those inner muscles tighten around him.

Date: 2020-09-09 05:46 am (UTC)
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Even spent, feeling her orgasm around him feels extraordinary and he gasps her name. He holds very still she's good and done and then he laughs, petting down her sides the same way he would to soothe a horse he had run hard.

Date: 2020-09-09 06:08 am (UTC)
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"Alright." He agrees, reaching up to brush his rough fingers through her hair. "You're the one who has business to attend to in the morning." He buries his face in the golden waves, breathing deeply. He'll remember this in the long and lonely months ahead, the heat of her body to keep him warm in his rough bed on Kaer Morhen in the dead of winter.

He's not falling in love with her-- it's not practical and he's incapable-- but he is very fond of her, admires her, desires her. And in a way he hasn't let himself be with anyone in a long while.

"I got really lucky." He says. "That you found me and saved my life. And that you wouldn't let me miss out on...this." He gestures to their naked forms.

Date: 2020-09-10 07:14 am (UTC)
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"I think some of the townsfolk might find that objectionable." He jokes. "Besides, I have to head home soon. He gently disentangles himself from a knot in her hair as he watches her explore one of his scars. "Pleased with your handiwork?"

Date: 2020-09-10 10:16 pm (UTC)
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"There's some shitty aspects to being a witcher, but that right there? Major perk. This healed up nice, you can definitely tell looking at the others that not all of them have been so skillfully attended to."

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