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Post by Farinele Etyl Táralóm on Feb 9, 2006 17:15:05 GMT -5
"I am here on buisness as well. A urgent message sent to me by an old friend. Something i could not bring Theoden to." She smiled as she felt his hand in her hair and then the feel of the other on her back. It sent chilss up her spine and she shuddered slightly. She placed her hand upon his face, running her thumb over the contours of his face whispering to ehrself, "I wish I could tell you of what I have to do." She sighed and leaned her head against his closing her eyes as well.
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Post by Eärnursëáto Táralóm on Feb 9, 2006 17:16:59 GMT -5
He wished the same, but he couldnt force her to tell him, if he wasnt allowed to the same so readily. He just held her and shook his head. The kids had gone off to another area to play, and he turned to her. "How is Theoden?" He missed his son. He shut his eyes, sighing a bit. Images of his nightmare coming through his head. The thought of never being able to see his son grow up, caused a great sadness in him. As did the thoughts of Farinele having to raise him alone.
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Post by Farinele Etyl Táralóm on Feb 9, 2006 17:22:57 GMT -5
"He is well. He misses you terribly. But Ireth and Arioch assured me they would take good care of him while we are both away." She looked at him and sighed, he looked so tormented and sad. It tore at her heart and she was tempted to tell him of what she feared and what she had to do. But the oath she had sworn to prevented that. "How long will you be here for?"
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Post by Eärnursëáto Táralóm on Feb 9, 2006 17:25:57 GMT -5
He smiled. "I miss him too...I had always hoped to be there for him more, and hopefully even hear him speak more." He sighed. "Just for tonight. After this I'm returning to Lyathen. The people are afflicted by madness." Madness afflicted by the plague the unscrupulous cult members set up on them. He looked into her eyes and leaned down, just kissing her passionately on the lips. From this moment forth, he had no idea of what to expect, so he knew that he needed to live every moment with her, as if it were his last, because if the feeling in his gut was right, then sooner or later, it would be.
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Post by Farinele Etyl Táralóm on Feb 9, 2006 17:30:22 GMT -5
She looked at him sadly, "It is not your fault. Our duties have drawn us away. Even i have missed much. I have been away for nearly a week now and I am sure something has occured for me to miss." She looked at him momentarily, "Lyathen? I must travel there as well." She looked at him wondering if he too could be on the same mission she was. But the thought left her the moment hsi lips touched hers. She kissed him with as much passion as she could muster, afraid too that what she had thought would come to pass.
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Post by Eärnursëáto Táralóm on Feb 9, 2006 17:33:05 GMT -5
He nodded, as he pulled away just for a moment to look into her eyes. But then switched positions and pushed her against the trunk of the tree. He ran his hands over her curves, admiring the contours of her sensual body. Then left a trail of kisses along the nape of her neck, while moving his hands inside her shirt, and kneeding her breasts together. He knew they were far enough from everyone that he could have his way with her if he and she desired it.
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Post by Farinele Etyl Táralóm on Feb 9, 2006 17:38:59 GMT -5
She sensed the sudden change in him and gasped when she felt him push her into the tree. Her breathing began to become shallow as she was overcome with passion. His lips were burning into her skin and his hands were invoking her lust as they kneaded her breasts. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the tree, "Earnur...." She said his name on a whisper as her hands ran up his back. She wanted him more then she could remember and if he asked it of her she would let him have her there and then.
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Post by Eärnursëáto Táralóm on Feb 9, 2006 17:41:51 GMT -5
He looked up at her. His eyes softening, although there was a fire alit in them. He moved his hands further up, leaving her breasts only for a moment, and slowly brought the shirt up and over her head, placing it aside. He moved his hand atop her breasts, admiring her lazy bra, and smirked. "Good taste in underwear as always.' He kissed her neck, and moved his hands lower to undo her pants. He found the buttons of it, and started to undo them.
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Post by Farinele Etyl Táralóm on Feb 9, 2006 17:46:44 GMT -5
She inhaled sharply as the cool air his her nearly naked torso. She looked at him and smiled, "I never know when you will be home. So I have bought a collection just for you." She took the oppurtunity to move her hands under his shirt and remove it as well. Letting her hands slide across the bare flesh and rippled muscles. She closed her eyes once more as his hands found her breasts again. She clawed at him softly, feeling her knees grow weak as his hands sought the buttons of her pants.
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Post by Eärnursëáto Táralóm on Feb 9, 2006 17:50:29 GMT -5
He nodded, he would question her, when he was done. He knew what he wanted right now, and he wanted her. He picked her up, and started to pull her pants down, and then made sure she had wrapped her legs around him. He moved his lips along her neck up to her lucious lips, spending some time there. "I desire you, Farinele." His breath was hot and heavy.
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Post by Farinele Etyl Táralóm on Feb 9, 2006 17:54:23 GMT -5
She felt him lift her and then her pants leave her. She wrapped her legs around him and then moved her arms around his neck. Leaning her head over him as he kissed her neck and then opened her lips to his. She could feel the desire he caused pool into the pit of her stomach and she smiled when she heard hsi words, "And I desire you. More then I have ever before." She looked at him her eyes filled with the desire and passion he caused her.
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Post by Eärnursëáto Táralóm on Feb 9, 2006 20:59:53 GMT -5
He smiled deviously. "Good, because I expect to give you a grand time." He let his tongue roll along the nape of her neck, tasting the salty flesh, wanting and yearning for more. He moved her and laid her down, removing his shirt as he did so. There was a glint of playfulness in his eyes, but one that he wasnt about to exercise just yet.
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Post by Farinele Etyl Táralóm on Feb 9, 2006 23:07:36 GMT -5
She chuckled her voice husky from the desire she was feeling, "You always do." She ran her hands through his hair as he tasted the flesh of her neck. She smiled at him as he laid her down and ran her hands over the bare flesh of his chest. She couldnt remember a time when he had envoked so much desire in her. IT was almost as if it was there last time togther. Her smile faltered momentarily but the playfulness she saw in his eyes reinstated it. She pulled his face down to hers and lightly kissed him, her lips still touching his when she whispered to him, "Le melon." She had been learning elvish in secret from Ireth. And the first thign she made sure to learn were the words that said everything.
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Post by Eärnursëáto Táralóm on Feb 9, 2006 23:18:44 GMT -5
He smirked, and pulled away, running his hands over her cheek. "Le melon, Meles." He kissed her passionately, biting at her lower lip. He ran his hand across her body, letting it rest on her naval, and then moved his head down. Leaving a wet trail along her flesh. His tongue slicked back, and slithered across her skin. His hand, moved up her panties, and slithered across her, just running his fingers through it softly. He murmured something, and something light and misty enveloped them. It was their chance to be as naughty as they wanted without being found out.
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