Forbidden

A/N: This is a repost, and the work is in
progress. I tried to improve the grammar and spelling, but if someone out there
could please be my beta, I would be very grateful!

Please, forgive my grammar and
spelling mistakes, I am no English native speaker! This
is also my first adult fic, so please, be patient with it!

I’d love to know what you thought
about it, and also recieving critics and tips. If you review I’d be very glad.

Ok, now lemme stop the babbling! Enjoy
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DISCLAIMER: Don’t own. Tolkien does. Making
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She was aimlessly wondering around the
woods. Ithilien was such a beautiful place. It didn’t matter the season, it was
always fabulous. All golden and green. It seemed Lothlórien – even though she’d
never stepped on the Secret Woods, Aragorn, Legolas and especially Gimli had
been so descriptive that she felt like she knew Galadriel’s realm as the palm
of her hand.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“What are you thinking of, my Lady?”, a
familiar voice – the sweetest of all voices – spoke behind her. Then the
voice’s owner passed an arm around her waist and kissed her cheek. “A coin for your
thought, Éowyn dearest!”, he said.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>She sighed deeply. “I was just thinking how
beautiful is this place, Faramir. And how I am grateful that you brought me to
live here. It is not a surprise that Ithilien has become the most beautiful
site of the West!”, she said and smiled, looking at him.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Well, my dear... Once that the Shadow was
finally gone, Ithilien shone again! And after Legolas brought some of his
friends to live here, this place seems somehow as an elven kingdom from the old
stories we used to hear!”, he said.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Lothlórien!”, she sighed.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Yes, Lothlórien!”, he laughed. He knew she
loved the Secret Woods just from listening their friends’ tales. “But now come
with me, my love! I shall show you something!”, he hold her hand and guided her
throughout the woods.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Where are you taking me, Faramir?”, she was
curious.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Be patient, dear! Soon you’ll see!”, he
laughed. She looked really gorgeous when curious. “Actually, she looks really
gorgeous everytime!”, he thought to himself. Then he stopped. “Dear, you’ll
have to put it on!”, he said offering her a blindfold.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“What is it for, Faramir?”, she laughed. “I
think you have bad intentions, my dear!”

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Maybe... or maybe not! Just put it on!”, he
hugged her.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Then she put the blindfold on and he conduced
her. They walked up a hill. It was twilight, and the sun was going down. Then
he stopped her. He was behind her beloved wife and put his arms gently on her
shoulders. “Now you’ll look into the West, Éowyn! Look!”, he whispered to her
and took the blindfold off.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>The sight was simply glorious. The sun was
tinting Ithilien’s plaines in golden rays. She stood there, her mouth slightly
opened, as she really wanted to say something but remained wordless. She sighed
deeply and he was delighted. Nothing pleased him more than pleasing her – in every
way.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>She didn’t say anything, but a tear dropped
from her eyes. Then she turned back and stared at her husband. He smiled in
amusement as he realized she was crying, too emotioned. He wiped away her tears
and kissed her eyes. “Oh, if you could only know how much I love you, Éowyn!”,
he said.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Faramir, don’t be unfair, my love! I also love
you so much!”, she said and smiled. He took her lips into a gentle kiss and
pressed her body against his. When they broke the kiss, he sighed passionatly
and stared at her with a grin.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“I know that face, Faramir! You express your
feelings very well!”, she said smiling.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Good! Would my wife do what her husband
wishes?”, he said and then kissed her neck.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Not here, Faramir! Someone could come!”, she
tried to repel him.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Well, my Lady, I think nobody will! I have
forbidden my lieges of doing so!”, he smiled.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“You sellfish! Only you shall see the beauty of
this place, then?”, she was quite enjoying the idea.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Not really! I have only forbidden then from
coming here today...”, he said and kissed her again.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>And now his hands were runing all over her
perfect body. The Gondorian had strong hands, but when he toutched her, he was
soft and smooth. Then they broke the kiss and he started kissing her neck
again.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>She sighed in pleasure. “Oh Faramir!”, she
moaned and caressed his hair. Then he looked at her holding her face with so
much love that she thought her deep blue eyes were reading her very thoughts.
He smiled and kissed her again.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Now, when he pressed her against his muscled
body once again, she could feel his hardness. But, even though, he was still
gentle and kind. He always was gentle and kind. She took his mouth once again.
Then she stared at him realizing how gorgeous he was.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Éowyn!”, he moaned when she started kissing
his eyebrows, then his eyes, then his ears, and then licked his neck with
passion. “Éowyn!”, he moaned again. His hands now caressed her belly and went
up ‘till he gently pressed her breasts.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>He stepped back and was now behind his wife. He
again kissed her neck and patiently took off her dress. “Too patiently”, she
thought. But now she was there, totally naked. He kissed and licked her
shoulders very kindly. Then he went down her spine, kissing and licking her
soft and pale skin. He caressed her back, her legs and her hard butt. She
moaned unintelligibly.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Then he turned to her and kissed her mouth once
again. “You are always unfair, love. Here I am, totally naked, and you are standing
there, all dressed like this!”, she smiled.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“I can fix it!”, he said. And again, patiently,
he took off his clothes, revealing a perfect and muscled manly body. His
hardness was there, splendid. But yet he was gentle and kind. He always was
ge ane and kind.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>He pressed her again and took her lips into a
passionate kiss. She massaged his tonic stomach’s muscles and he moaned. She
licked one nipple, and with her hand, massaged the other one. “Oooohhhh!”, he
moaned.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>She now was kissing his shoulders, massaging
them. He had strong arms and she felt protected. He carressed her golden hair.
“Your hair, Éowyn! Your hair is like Ithilien by sunset! You are so beautiful,
my love!”, he said pulling her back to his mouth once again.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>She was so horny and wet yet. And, when he
kissed her, she felt his hardness once again. It was almost killing her, she
wanted him so much. Éowyn licked her husband’s nipples so hard and Faramir
moaned, his hands still playing with her hair.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>She now kissed his belly and studied his hard
stomach. She loved her husband’s body, he was so strong and protective. She
knelt and licked his belly, his thigh, his inguen. When she was about to lick
his hard and strong cock, he took her chin and midly pulled her up. “Not so
fast, darling!”, he whispered and gently bit her ear. “My turn! I am the one
who must please you, not the contrary, Éowyn!”

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>He then kissed her shoulders, while pressing a
breast with his right hand. His left hand was runing all over her spine, and
she was silently begging for he to stop that suffering by taking her strongly.

style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Fir tir took one breast with his mouth, slowly
licking her nipple. His hands were softly massaging her belly. He smiled when
she moaned and he felt her nipple growing hard inside his mouth. He then
caressed her cunt and felt her wetness. “I see you want it, dearest!”, he said.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“I’m begging for it!”, she almost pleaded.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“You are always unpatient!”, Faramir said with
a grin. Then he kissed her mouth again and, when his tongue met hers, he
shivered in pleasure.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>So, Faramir took his wife in his arms and laid
her to the ground. He stood there, up, staring at her in amusement.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“What is it, Faramir? Come and take me!”, she
said with lust in her eyes.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“I’m just looking at you, seeing how gorgeous
and desirable you are, Éowyn, my love!”, he said. Then he calmly seated at her
side and started massaging her belly, her breasts, her thights... her entire
body. He licked every single bit of her stomach, while she moaned
undistinguishable sounds.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Oh Faramir I can’t bear it anymore! Why do you
cause pain to your wife, my dear?”, she mumbled to his ear.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>He smiled. “Sometimes pain is so close to
pleasure, Éowyn, sweetie! But you know I could never cause you pain, don’t
you?”, he smiled. Then he licked her breasts, her belly and went down ‘till he
reached her slit. He licked her cunt and she mumbled. Faramir now gently kissed
her clint and Éowyn was stroking his hair.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Oh Faramir, aaahhh!”, she moaned when he started
working with his tongue on her clit. She hold his head and caressed his hair.
She was already out of her mind. But, when he felt that she was about to come,
he suddenly stopped.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Don’t stop Faramir! Please!”, she begged. He
smiled delightedly. “I was only preparing you, my Lady!”, he said in joy. Then
he climbed atop her. He caressed her cheeks and looked passionatly at his wife.
He kissed her eyes and licked her ear.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>She opened her legs to recieve him. And he
entered her slowly. Very slowly. She felt she was going to die if she didn’t
come quickly. But her husband was always so gentle and so kind.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Faramir began moving slowly. Very slowly. She
pressed his back, nailing him. But he did not make it faster though. He moved
really slowly making her go out of her mind.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Faster Faramir! Harder!”, she begged him. He
smiled. “Never Éowyn dearest! Never! Enjoy the moment!”, he whispered in her
ear. She mumbled and pressed herself even more to his manly body.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Faramir was doing it so kindly. She needed to
come, she had to come. He then kissed her one more time and her tongue
danced inside his mouth with too much anxiety. They broke the kiss and he
smiled again, feeling her body trembling under him. She was about to come – and
so was him.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Few minutes passed and he was still moving
slowly. She moaned and sighed deeply and, nailing his back once more, came.
Only then Faramir allowed himself to come too. He arched his body and came
inside her.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Éowyn smiled and kissed her husband with love.
He was still atop her. Faramir gently caressed her hair and smelled it. “You
are so perfumed, Éowyn! You’re beautiful, you’re perfect! And I am the happier
man that ever stepped on Middle Earth, because I married the fairest woman of
all!”, he said and rolled to her side.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Well lots of men wouldn’t agree with you, you
know?”, she fondled his face.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“And who cares?”, he laughed. “I. Love. You.”,
he softly said and kissed her cheek. “And, as a gift to you, I name this hill
Éowyn! The most beautiful sight of the most beautiful place of the West could
only be named Éowyn!”, he smiled.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Oh how kind, dear! But why are you doing this,
Faramir? I know you like to present me, but this was so special, my love!”, she
said and kissed his fingertips.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Well my wife! I didn’t know you’ve forgotten
our wedding anniversary!”, he smircked, visibly frustrated.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Faramir... I’m... I’m really sorry... I
didn’t... oh, forgive me love!”, she was really ashamed.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>“Don’t mind, dearest. Everything is fine,
‘cause I have you, and that is enough for me!”, he then smiled and kissed her.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Few hours later, back on Ithilien’s Palace...

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Éowyn was still feeling miserable because she
had forgotten their anniversary. She knew Faramir was simply perfect, he was
always worried about her, he was always gentle, always kind. When making love,
his only concern was to please her, everytime. And he was always so
gentle and so kind. She had dreams... deep inside she disired she had a wild
and long night of love. She deeply wanted a man who took her hard and hard,
caring only with his own pleasure. She wanted to have wild sex, not to make
gentle love. And Faramir... he’d never do it. He loved her too much to do it.
Of course if she asked him, he’d do it... but, as he cared too much for her,
it’d never be as she’d always dreamt about.

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style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>She had been thinking about all these things
when her husband entered their room and smiled. “Éowyn, a messenger has just
arrived. Aragorn is calling us. We ride to Minas Tirith!”, he said and kissed
her cheek. Then he quickly left to prepare their depart leaving her with no
explanation at all. The rohirrim woman sighed. “I only wish that elf will not
be there... Oh my!”, she sook her head as to get away forbidden thoughts...

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