A.N.--- WARNING! It gets sort of graphic this chapter...If you don't like this kind of thing, you should skip this chapter.

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Eomer's hands caressed her sides slowly as he pulled her closer to him. Ari pressed against him and felt the only way she could get any closer was if she crawled inside his well muscled chest. They broke the kiss slowly, reluctantly and stared into each others eyes.

"Let's retire for the evening." Eomer whispered brushing a stray lock of hair off her face. "I don't want you to leave my side." He kissed her gently and felt her lips play back in response. They left the high tower and went to Eomer's room. Eomer locked the door and turned back to Ari in nearly the same movement, devouring her mouth hungrily.

Ari moaned…she'd been horny since that day so long ago when she'd been at school playing soccer and riding her motorcycle. She'd merely had other things on her mind since then; finding herself in Middle Earth, Prison, fighting with the Rohirrim and her injuries, Eomer made all those past events seem trivial. He reached up and curled his fingers into her hair, loosening it from its many pins and sending it cascading over her shoulders in dark waves. Neither one was sure how they made it to the bed, but Ari soon found herself falling into the soft downy pillows, pinned by Eomer's body above her. The feel of Eomer's hand suddenly on her thigh made Ari moan and kiss him harder. Her back arched when his hand slowly slid higher. She absently worked at the fastenings of his tunic and pushed it off his broad shoulders. He released his hold on her enough to shrug out of the heavy garment and throw it on the floor beside the bed. Ari bit his lip lightly as he ran both hands up her back and pulled at the laces of the bodice. Her heart raced and threatened to thump out of her chest with every caress of his hands. With every touch of his lips to hers she found her breath catching in her lungs; it was electric the feelings he could produce in her. Ari and Eomer broke their kiss long enough for Ari to peel Eomer's shirt from his body, but once the collar cleared his mane of sun bleached hair their lips crushed against each others' again. By then Eomer had managed to loosen Ari's laces and she too shrugged out of the bodice of the dress she was wearing and threw it to the floor beside Eomer's garments. Ari ran her hands across his chest and back and could feel the places on his body where he had been scarred in battle. One was still relatively fresh and marked his chest across the side of his rib cage. A matching scar streaked across his right cheek, a token of the battle in the shadows of Fanghorn. She traced the scar across his face lightly with her fingertips as she looked into his beautiful eyes. He closed them again as she traced the line of his jaw and down across his chest. She placed her open hand upon his chest and could feel his heart beating strongly. She kissed him gently as she guided his hand to her waist. They stared into one another's eyes as Eomer slowly unlaced her skirt and the two of them pulled it over her hips and pushed it to the foot of the bed. Eomer slowly entwined his fingers in hers and pushed her back into the mattress. Her black hair spread across the covers and spilled across her shoulders. The white shift that she now wore clung to her body tightly in places and Eomer wanted to touch her everywhere at once, her very look was so inviting. Eomer was positive that she was the most beautiful and enchanting woman he had ever met. He looked down upon her and took in every curve and swell of her body. Every breath she took made the gentle swell of her breast rise and fall invitingly, every move she made beneath him aroused him more and more. He held her hands above her head and leaned down to place a trail of light kisses across her jaw and neck. He sucked lightly at the base of her neck before kissing across her collar bone. With one hand he reached down and caressed the smooth skin of her neck, down over her collar bone and over the linen of the shift, gently tracing the curve of her breast. Ari moaned as Eomer gently caressed her and brushed his thumb over her tightening nipple. The things he did to her were amazing. She wanted to reach out and touch him, but couldn't because of the way he held her. He removed his hand from her breast and kissed her forcefully again, their tongues dueling erotically. Eomer reached down and pulled up the bottom of the shift and ran his hand up Ari's smooth, strong legs and let it rest against her hip.

"I love you, Arianna." Eomer whispered against her lips as he brushed his fingers against the gentle swell of her sex, causing her to arch her back invitingly towards him. She moaned as he fingered her.

"God…don't toy with me." She moaned against his cheek. "Please don't make me wait." Ari wasn't sure how the two of them ended up naked and beneath the sheets of Eomer's bed, but she soon found herself running her leg up Eomer's and wrapping it around his waist as he prepared to enter her. Ari arched her back, her hips meeting his as he gently pushed his manhood into her.

She was far from a virgin, but this was different than anything she'd experienced in bed. Slowly he thrust into her and pulled back out, then repeated the motion, all the while caressing her back, breasts, hair…anything he could touch. Ari dug her nails into his arms and back as she climaxed around him.