They were already naked on the bed by the time it was brought up. “If we... if we do this...” The concern, the unasked question was in her eyes.
“I love you,” he muttered, his eyes closed as he nuzzled his face between her breasts.
“I know, but... marriage... Finrod, I am not sure about this. I mean...” She looked away when he raised his head. “Someday, but we should have a... a courtship, and an engagement, and a wedding...”
“We can wait,” he said, panting as he sat up.
Amarie put her hand on his shoulder and pulled him back down. “I do not want to wait.”
“Then, we just... do this without binding.”
“We can do that?”
“Only one way to find out...”
Author's Chapter Notes:
Finrod, Amarie