Date: 2016-09-01 02:56 am (UTC)
shieldofrohan: Art by Ellaine on dA (Alone)
The metal pressed cruelly into Éowyn's wrists, a vicious reminder of her imprisonment, her helplessness. Even before Vanessa's hand wrapped around her neck, she felt choked, anger and panic tightening her throat.

There was no dignity in this, no nobility or honour to standing chained in a forest, her chest forced out by the position of her arms, her skin prickling under her captor's touch. There was no dignity, not even in thinking of it as a sacrifice, but Éowyn tried to claim what little scraps of her pride she could anyway, galled by that confident promise. I am going to break you. To her, it sounded like a challenge. She might be trapped, she might be beaten, but she would not make it easy, would not let herself be broken.

This time, she thought darkly, I will not beg.

But she kissed back, even so, without thinking, and when Vanessa's hand slid down to her breast and started its work, Éowyn's nipples began almost at once to stand firm, pressing against her shift, her skin prickling.

She hated it. She was disgusted by herself. But even so, it happened.
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