Seven. seven of them bad.
Lust: lust n. the inordinate craving for the pleasures of the body. See ARAGORN
He looks at her in a way he has only looked at one woman before. He looks at her in a way he shouldn't, even though she doesn't mind. He scolds himself for feeling the way he does, as he has already found the love of his life. But all he really wants to do is grab her and make love to her, be her all.
Then the thought subsides and she is just another human female out of Rohan wanting the war to be over. He tires to his room and thinks not of her, but of Arwen. But then he sees her again, her long blonde hair, her thin body, her curves.
He is naked and she is on top of him and he is moaning and she is screaming. Their lips meet, and they are one.
Then he remembers Arwen, and his promise to her, but he cannot help the sexual feelings he is feeling towards Eowyn. He tried to shake them off, but they simply return and he is in pleasure country. And he wishes simply for one night, one hot, sultry night where they are naked and loving every part of the other's body, skin, sensuality.
He sees the way she looks at him, with hope and courage. But he does not look at her how he would wish to. He turns his head before breathing heavily before picturing the soft, white skin of her breasts and all of her naked beauty. And he leave the room to think of her once more, to picture the steamy night he's hiding away in his fantasies.
Six. Lust. Seven. Sin. Deadly.
Lust: lust n. the inordinate craving for the pleasures of the body. See ARAGORN
He looks at her in a way he has only looked at one woman before. He looks at her in a way he shouldn't, even though she doesn't mind. He scolds himself for feeling the way he does, as he has already found the love of his life. But all he really wants to do is grab her and make love to her, be her all.
Then the thought subsides and she is just another human female out of Rohan wanting the war to be over. He tires to his room and thinks not of her, but of Arwen. But then he sees her again, her long blonde hair, her thin body, her curves.
He is naked and she is on top of him and he is moaning and she is screaming. Their lips meet, and they are one.
Then he remembers Arwen, and his promise to her, but he cannot help the sexual feelings he is feeling towards Eowyn. He tried to shake them off, but they simply return and he is in pleasure country. And he wishes simply for one night, one hot, sultry night where they are naked and loving every part of the other's body, skin, sensuality.
He sees the way she looks at him, with hope and courage. But he does not look at her how he would wish to. He turns his head before breathing heavily before picturing the soft, white skin of her breasts and all of her naked beauty. And he leave the room to think of her once more, to picture the steamy night he's hiding away in his fantasies.
Six. Lust. Seven. Sin. Deadly.