Story Summary:
When Theodred's true love comes to Edoras in
mourning, Eomer must deal with his own desires towards her. As her need
for his comfort increases, she must decide what role he will play in
her future. She betrays him with a lie that will change his life
forever but he must forgive her or sacrifice his happiness.
Warning: explicit consensual sex
Chapter Six
More Than Just a Goodbye Kiss
“Éomer?”
“Yes.”
“Please come back to me. I could not bear to lose you.”
“What would I be coming back to? A friend, a lover, a wife? You
promised me just one night but I cannot bear the thought of another man
touching you. I need you to be with me. Forever. I will play whatever
role you want me in your life if I have no choice in the matter, but I
cannot be apart from you, not after tonight. You said I had confused my
feelings of love. I tried to believe that. My heart is telling me to
listen to the truth. I love you, whether you can accept it or not, I
will not deny my feelings for you.” Éomer pulled her face up by her
chin forcing her to look at him.
“You say you do not love me the way I love you yet you came to me
tonight to make love with me. You gave up your innocence to me and we
shared something beyond simply love making. Now you ask me to come back
to you.” Éomer had sat up on his elbow and was staring at her intently.
“I need to know if I have someone to come back to. Where do I fit into
your life now?”
Amrun’s eyes filled with tears as she said, “I do not want to love you
only to lose you. I do not want to fall in love with you. Only death
comes to those I love.”
“Little one, if you love me, it will give me more reason to survive
this battle because I will have every reason to live. You are
everything to me. I plan to come back to you. I have not lost hope for
us. We survived Helm’s Deep and we were terribly outnumbered there as
well. Rohan has something that cannot be destroyed. The heart to fight
for what is right. I do not feel the Gods’ plan is for me to die. I
will return to you. Now you must decide what you want from me.”
Éomer thought for a moment, then looked down. “Do you deny me your love
because of someone else? I have seen the way other men look at you.
Even Legolas whom I call friend, follows you with his eyes when he
thinks no one is looking. Would you rather be with another elf than a
mortal man? Does he hold part of your heart as well?”
“No. There is no other. There is only you,” she said stroking his chest.
Éomer kissed her again and again. “Amrun, I love you. I love you. I love you. Promise me you will marry me when I return.”
“Come back to me and we will discuss it.” Amrun smiled then kissed him passionately.
Amrun kissed him with so much desire and love, Éomer felt like he was
going to die. Grabbing her by the back of the neck, he pulled her even
closer and wrapped his arms around her and stroked into her mouth with
his tongue. When he finally released her, her face was flushed and she
smiled.
“Éomer, you need sleep. Go to sleep now.”
They both closed their eyes for a few moments before Éomer said, “Amrun.”
“Yes?”
“I just want to remind you of something,” Éomer said amused.
“Yes?” Amrun asked.
“You did bow to me tonight.” He chuckled.
After a moment, she sighed. “If you mention it another time, I will never bow to you again.”
Éomer chuckled again as he wrapped his arms tightly around her and
kissed her on the forehead. They fell asleep wrapped around each other.
When she awoke hours later, snuggled in his embrace, Amrun felt at
peace for the first time in a long while. She knew in her heart that
this was where she belonged and she was already in love with him
whether she would admit it or not. She looked at him for a long time as
desire raced through her body and once again wanted him to make love to
her.
Slipping from the cot, Amrun went and peeking outside the tent, saw it
was not sunrise yet. Walking back to the cot, she admired him. The
blanket was only covering his lower half now. It was so arousing just
to look at him. He had an enticing body and a sensual face.
He was lying on his side with his hair falling softly in his face and
it made her smile. His hair and lips looked so soft compared to the
hard muscles that made up the rest of his body. Every inch of him was
well defined so much that she could trace each muscle with her fingers.
She loved the way his muscled abdomen rippled like waves of grass upon
the plains of Rohan. His warm belly bore an enticing trail of dark
blonde hair that led down to the treasure that she desired to possess.
Amrun walked over to him and pulling back the blanket lightly so as not
to wake him; she sat down beside him. Leaning over she ran her tongue
along the trail of hair on his stomach and she could see the rise and
fall of his breathing quicken as she slowly ran her tongue deeper and
ran it along his soft organ. She was able to take all of his manhood in
her mouth, as he was not yet aroused. He moaned softly and soon
hardened in her mouth.
Wanting to pleasure him, she continued to suck as much of him into her
mouth as she was able. Once he was fully hard, she used her hands to
stroke him while sucking him deep in her mouth. He moaned in pleasure
making her flush with desire. Occasionally, she would release him from
her mouth so that she could lick his entire shaft. She felt him bury
his hands in her hair as he moaned again as he gently thrust into her
mouth. Feeling he was close to release and wanting to delay it, she
removed him from her mouth and began kissing and lightly biting the
insides of his thighs.
“Amrun, stop,” Éomer said
Éomer pulled her up to lie beside him on her back. He gently eased her
legs apart and entered her swiftly in one hard thrust. He slowed his
pace until he was moving into her almost completely withdrawing before
sliding back into her fully. Reaching down, he caressed her breasts and
moved his thumb across of her hardening nipples. She was moving up to
him causing him to burn with desire. Forcing himself to maintain
control, he leaned over and flicked his tongue across one nipple then
the other. She met his thrusts and they were a perfect union of flesh.
When he felt her tightening around him, he pushed himself into her
fully and sucked one of her nipples hard. As Amrun cried out his name,
Éomer felt her convulsing and tightening around his embedded manhood.
He no longer cared how loud she was or who heard them. He continued to
fight for control as he sucked the other nipple into his mouth and he
softly grazed his teeth across it, causing her to whimper. As he
continued to ride out her climax holding her tight against him, he
swirled his tongue around her nipple. She felt so wet and hot inside he
was afraid he would melt inside her.
Unable to remain still inside her, he thrust into her slowly again.
Catching the end of her climax, he continued to stroke into her,
causing her to stay on the edges of her climax. He felt like she was
trying to devour him from within herself. Grabbing her legs and putting
his arms under each one, he pulled them higher which allowed her to
tilt up towards him. He slammed into her hard causing her to cry out
each time he was fully in her.
Amrun was still in the throes of a continuous climax and his forceful
entries into her made her mad with desire. He kept up his hard thrusts
slowly increasing in speed. Eventually, he could take no more and
pulling her legs up even further as he grabbed her buttocks in each
hand he drove into her and moaned deeply.
When his release finally came, it was the most forceful and strongest
climax he had ever had and he moaned her name loudly and repeatedly.
She was still convulsing around him and he thought he would die from
the pleasure. Finally, she screamed his name and arched into him
clutching him tightly as her nails raked across his back. As she hit
her peak, she quivered against him, completely spent. Trying to catch
his breath, Éomer released her legs and collapsed onto her still buried
deep inside her.
Taking her face in his hands, Éomer kissed her. She met his kiss with
so much passion, he felt a jolt run through him. Thinking of losing her
took his breath away and caused him to ache inside. She wrapped her
legs around his waist as she buried her hands in his hair and pulled
him closer to her still, sucking deeply on his tongue. He could feel
her hard nipples against his chest and it was so stimulating, he felt
like he was going out of his mind.
When she finally released his mouth, he moaned and said, “I have never
felt this amazing in my whole life. You are so wonderful. I wish I
could just stay here and make love to you until I finally died of
pleasure.” She was breathing so hard she could not even speak. “Did I
hurt you? I did not mean to be so rough with you”.
“No, you did not hurt me. It felt better than I could have ever imagined. Are all men as wonderful lovers as you are?”
“I do not want you to ever find out,” Éomer said as he captured her mouth and slid his tongue deep into it.
They lay with limbs tangled and mouths fused until they heard the men
outside preparing to leave. Reluctantly, he kissed her deeply one more
time and withdrawing himself from her grasp, he stood up and began to
prepare as well. She watched him with sadness.
When Amrun started to rise, Éomer told her to stay there. He wanted to
remember her exactly as she was. Her body was flushed from their
lovemaking; she had small bruises on her breasts where he had marked
her with his mouth. Her hair was wildly out of control and her lips
were swollen even more full than normal. Her eyes were still smoldering
with passion and it took everything in him not to lay down with her
again. Not that he was even capable of making love to her again after
last night and this morning.
In preparing to leave, he realized he needed help with his armor and he
could not call in a servant. She left the cot and walked to him with
shaky legs.
Amrun smiled and said, “I can barely walk. I do not know how I am going to ride a horse,” she said with a giggle.
Éomer smiled as he watched her help him stroking her hair softly. When
he was prepared to leave, he looked at her and her lip had begun to
quiver and tears filled her eyes.
“Amrun, I will come back to you,” Éomer said as he pulled her to him
one last time. As he stroked her face, he whispered, “I love you.”
After he left, Amrun lay on the cot and cried. Her heart was breaking
and she feared for him. Deep in her heart she knew that this could
never be but it didn’t stop the pain to know that. Reluctantly she sat
down and wrote him a letter as tears spilled down her cheeks. She did
not want to tell him before he left that they could never be together.
She would lose him one way or another either death in battle or death
due to old age. She could not live through that. She would go to
Imladris to dwell for the rest of her days and pray that he forgot
about her soon. She did not dare to hope that she would forget him as
well for she knew she would not.
When Amrun went back to her tent, Éowyn was not there. She quickly
dressed and prepared to leave. She looked for Éowyn for some time but
could not find her. Nor could she find Merry. Theoden was gone and she
had not been able to say farewell to Legolas or Gimli when they left
last night. She only said her farewells to Aragorn and Éomer.
The few friends she had made were now gone which overwhelmed her with
sadness. Feeling small for her lack of purpose unlike her friends, she
went to find a man to leave the letter for Éomer. She left it with one
of the men who were going to Gondor after a few days when they broke
camp. She went to find Lord Elrond and when she did, she left with him
to go to her new home.