Private for Faramir

[glaurnaneth]

The dragon draws Faramir towards the bed, her hands and tail sliding over Faramir, seeking to undo his clothing as she moves.

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[faramir_hurin]

I do follow, as Glaurnaneth is rather strong.

"I..." Again, I should not laugh. "Perhaps I should get them? Or at least one of them?"

Then we can return and close the door so as not to have my more-than-he-seems cat about. Not that he probably would be, but he's no ordinary animal.

[glaurnaneth]

"Mmm, yes," she says softly. "Please." She releases him, reluctant to lose the touch of him, but eager for his return.

[faramir_hurin]

The cat is nowhere to be seen. The box is where I left it. The little packets are still a curiosity to me but one I am pleased for. I wish this between Glaurnaneth and I, and not just for myself. I'm somewhat stunned that she wishes it too. The physical intimacy has always been a bargaining thing for her, not something to be enjoyed for itself. I'm so much younger than she is yet she is quite innocent in this. It's... a responsibility.

I can show her this because she showed me what it's truly like to be a father. I knew that I would love my children when I had them, just not how much.

When I return I hold up the little square.

"Magic of the modern world."

[glaurnaneth]

"Such clever beings, you Men," she murmurs. She cuddles up against him, looking at the package in his hand.