Fili sat next to his younger brother in the tavern, the younger dwarf prince babbled on about dragons and mines; he was excited about being invited on the quest to reclaim their home land. Fili wasn't listening though, he had heard this exact same speech hundreds of times before, his eyes were stuck on a dwarven woman leaning against the bar. She was blonde and young, but held herself well and had a fierce air around her. While Fili knew his brother liked softer more elegant females, Fili liked a woman that could possibly kill him, it made it fun. The woman hadn't noticed him yet, but he had time. Kili reached for Filis drink, having finished his own.

"Don't you think? Fili… Fili?" Kili elbowed his older brother.

"Oh… yeah totally." Kili had just asked him if he agreed that their uncle would be the best king ever. Ever. Fili of course hadn't listening but the question was always asked. Kili moved his head to try and see what his brother was looking at. "Really?"

"Yes, Kili. Really." Fili ripped his tankard out of his brothers' hands. "If I were you I'd find a woman for the night to. We're not going to have time to enjoy a warm bed for a long time…" Fili took a long pull from of the amber liquid; some foam clung to his mustache but was quickly whipped away. He dropped the now empty metal tankard on the wooden table. The woman had just ordered another drink, and was happily chattering away to her friends, two other dwarf women. The woman was not wearing the normal layers of skirts and bodices, instead a tight leather shirt and leather pants with heavy fur covered boots. She didn't carry any packs so she probably had room above the tavern for the night. Perfect. He reached for the money bag at his side and dropped a few coins in front of his baby brother. "Get yourself a room, grab a woman…"Fili stood and brushed off his hands. "Take the bags up with you… ill meet you down here in the morning."

"But… Fili… I…" Kili looked around the tavern. Besides the woman Fili was about to try and bed, and her two friends, there weren't many women he could see, and none that he fancied. He watched sadly as his brother walked away. Kili rubbed at his jaw, his fingers scratched at the baby hairs there. He was almost just out of childhood in dwarven years, he was pretty sure he wasn't even done growing. His nose was small and sharp, his beard had only just began to fill out but refused to grow long. he really wasn't the prime example of a dwarf unlike his brother, whose beard had come in when he was years younger than Kili was now, and had quickly begun to grow long. Kili hated his brother for that. He had gotten so much attention when his beard had begun to grow, their mother had cried, their uncle had patted him on the back approvingly; with a rare smile gracing his face. Thorin had grasped the young dwarfs chin and held it tight. He had laughed and told Fili about when his beard had begun to grow his father had had almost held a royal celebration. Kili had watched enviously. The dark hair brother raised his arm at a bar maid and called for a mother drink. He would not bed a woman tonight. He would rent a room, make sure they had enough supplies, maybe sharpen a few weapons, and if he wasn't exhausted and did later miss the warmth of a woman in his bed… well I could always take care of that himself.

Fili closed in on the dwarf woman, she had seen him walking towards her, and had edged away from her friends, though they were eyeing her curiously. "hello." The young prince introduced himself with a short bow. "My name is Fili."

She eyed him, with a dirty smirk stretching her face. "Dira" she spoke after a few moments. Her eyes continued to undress him. He smirked devilishly.

"Can I buy you a-"

"I've had enough to drink." she smirked. "You heading out into the wild soon?" she eyed the table he had come from. "Your companion looks down."

"My brother and his unhappiness is his own doing." Fili gave his younger brother a glance. He was moping at the table, nursing a large tankard of ale. "But you are right; we are going on a long journey soon."

The woman, Dira, nodded. "Like wise. Me and the girls are heading North soon." She lifted her hand to his chin and brushed a braid. "But you're not here to ask about my plans are you."

"No I'm not." He laughed. "I find you very attractive." He ran his hand over her bare arms. They were covered in goose bumps. She locked eyes with him, and smirked. Fili felt a tug at his middle; he glanced down and saw Diras hand on his belt. He laughed and took a step forward. He closed the space between them in one smooth move by pressing his lips to hers. His hands rested on her wide hips while hers ventured to the waist band of his pants. He deepened the kiss as she opened her mouth and let his push his tongue to rub against her. Her mouth tasted metallic and it confused him, till he felt a metal barbell sticking though her tongue. It clicked against his teeth as their mouths connected. A small moan tickled his mouth as his hands lifted up her sides; his thumbs ran along the sides of her breasts.

"I have a room upstairs." The woman muttered. "It's pretty nice, got a nice big bed and everything… want to see." She licked his lip.

"Sounds wonderful." He smiled; she slipped out from between him and the bar to whisper to her friends. They looked past her at Fili and he felt suddenly self-conscious as they eyed him. They all giggled together for a moment, then Dira motioned to Kili. Before Fili could wonder why the woman was back at his side, grasping his hand, and pulling him upstairs. They almost ran to her door and tumbled in. whether or not it was actually a nice room Fili never noticed because he had her pinned against the back of the door the second they were through the threshold.

His hands ran over her body feeling the round curves and well feed flesh. He held the back of her head, pushing her into a deep kiss. His tongue pushed against hers in her mouth, hot hair from her nose hit his cheek, whenever he loosened his grip she gasped for air. He felt her pulling on his cloths, he tore his hands from her, without breaking the kiss and shrugged off the coat and pulled his tunic over his head. It crashed to the floor behind him. She ran her hands over his hairy chest, still locked at the mouth; she ran her thumbs over his nipples and muscles. He pushed her away and pulled her shirt over her head. He gazed down at her breasts, they were large and heavy, the surprising thing was the metal rings that went through her nipples.

"Damn…" he breathed. He looked her in the eyes with a smile. He kissed her lips softly then moved down to her neck he bit and sucked at the tendon, he could feel vein in her neck beating under his lips. He brought up his hands to grip her breasts. He pulled at the piecing's and squeezed the mounds of flesh. Her hands trailed down his thick chest, he almost laughed (what he's ticklish) as her hands drifted over his belly. She gripped on to the button at his waist and pulled open his pants. They pooled around his ankles. He stepped back from her and toed off his boots and stepped out of his pants, Dira took advantage of his moment of weakness and pushed his against the wall. He made a rather unmanly squeak as his back collided with the hard wood forcing the air to vacate his lungs. Dira attached his neck with her mouth, and while one of her hands gripped his, bring it to rest against the door above his head. It was not a position he was used to being on the receiving end of. Diras other hand ran under the top of his under shorts. Her strong hand wrapped its self around his hardening cock. He let out a groan, he felt her smile against his neck then she bit at his Adams apple. She tugged at his cock gently and ran her hand over then full length of the organ. She was obviously trying to make his moan again. Her thumb ran over the head, she rolled the pad over it until he cried out and hissed like he had been burned. She then quickly kissed down his chest and dropped to her knees, Fili watched as she pulled down his shorts releasing his erection. He watched her as she gripped his cock with both hands and twisted in opposite directions. She looked up at him with her big green eyes. Fili was panting. He gazed down at the woman. Without looking away she took one hand from his cock and places it in her own mouth. And as she wrapped her mouth around his thick cock he watched her slip her own hand into her pants. She moaned around his cock. She bobbed her head and ran her tongue over the organ; the metal ball on her tongue was hot and felt foreign on the underside of his length. She would press it into the head of his penis and roll it over the veins. Fili had never felt anything like it in his life. Her free hand squeezed, the thick vein that ran down the side pulsed under her grip. Fili groaned as she sucked him, he placed a hand on top of her head, he knotted his fingers in her hair; fucking her mouth. Her hand left his cock and reached under him to squeeze his testicles. She rolled them gently in her palm. Fili couldn't control the sounds that came out of his mouth anymore. Deep growls escaped from his chest and moans tickled past his lips. He found himself muttering her name. She pulled herself off him, spit and pre-cum covered his cock and dripped out of her mouth. She looked up at him.

"I need you to fuck me."

Fili wasn't used to women speaking so crudely, and it only made his cock harder. For a moment he considered maybe trying to bring her one the quest to the lonely mountain but quickly pushed it out of his mind. Dira stood and they took a few steps over to one of three beds. She fell backwards on her back and Fili made the quick move to tug off her pants and undershorts. Finally they were both naked. He gazed down at her with a dirty grin on his face, she raised and eye brow at him. He guessed it was only fair to return the favor. Truly this was not something Fili enjoyed, while the smell of a woman in heat was enjoyable in times like this, having it cling into your beard and linger was unpleasant to say the least. He spread her legs and sucked on random spots of her thighs; he pushed two fingers into her and curled them upwards. He was a prince; he knew how to please a woman, damn it. His thumb pressed into her clitoris and he rolled the pad back and forth. Dira closed her eyes and moaned and let out high pitched squeaks. He removed his fingers, which had been abusing the allusive G-Spot, and lowered his mouth to her beating cunt. He pressed his flat tongue against her and licked over her clit. Her thighs tightened around his neck and made it hard to move. He pushed his tongue into her and fingered her clit again. She pushed her hips forward into his face as he eats her out, using his teeth to abuse her clit when his fingers tired. She moaned and cried he's name, as he ran his hands over her legs.

"Fuck me Fili…. Need your cock…"

No need to tell his twice. His cock had been screaming at him for some attention, it twitched and dripped needily. He stood as she pushed herself farther back onto the bed. Her legs still wide open. He crawled over her on his knees, he's fist gripped his cock and tugged at it slowly. He gazed down at the woman, Dira, below him looking up expectantly. Fili smiled and lowered himself onto her, kissing her neck and mouth gently. He could taste himself on her lips, but he dint mind. Her hand was between them as he lined himself up with her opening. She was soaking and throbbing. "Come on Fili…" she moaned under him. He smiled and rolled his hips quickly, pounding into her. She let out a pleasured cry. He repeated the motion, his eyes closed and breath quickened. He could hear her whimper and moan in his ear as he buried his face in her neck. He was not used to being this close to a woman during sex. He would often take them from behind, face to face always seemed so intimate, and his nightly exploits were never more than just for one night.

He reached down between them and pinched her hard clitoris between his fingers, he rolled it unforgivingly. She cried below him. She breathed his name over and over as he forced himself inside her. He bit down on her neck and sucked at the flesh to keep him from crying out as well whenever she tightened around him. He reached back and grasped her thigh, folding her over. Her legs were wrapped around his shoulders and it made it easier for him to get deeper into her.

Below him her movements became more uneven and jerky; he could feel by how tight she was around him that she would be done for soon. He quickened his pace, thrusting harder. She cried out and dug her nails into his shoulder. He was so close now. He pressed his lips to hers as her body froze around him in orgasm. He found it hard to move into her, but as he thrust one more time he came deep inside her. He moaned into their kiss. When it was over he remained still, breathing heavily into her moist neck. Her chest rose and fell along with his as; he could see her heart beating against her ribcage under her breasts. "Where did you come from Master Fili…?" She laughed. Fili couldn't reply, he could hardly move, he was still inside her growing soft. Though he did manage to chuckle. Eventually he rolled off her. She laid still were she was, naked and wet, the insides of her thighs slick with his cum. He turned his head to look at the woman. He hoped for a moment that his is not the last time they would couple.

"We should do this again sometime… when I am free from the wild." He spoke quietly. He looked at her. "I am Fili, sister-son of Thorin, son of Thrain, son of Thror."

She stared at him wide eyed; she almost backed up, if she had the energy. From this angle he could see the rows of piercing in her ears. "I did not know I was laying with a prince, I would have curtsied first." She laughed. He smiled. "I am Dira, Daughter of Mikal, of the Iron Mountains." She smiled. "A blacksmiths daughter."

Fili nodded. He sat up and pulled the blankets from under them. He motioned to her to lie close to him. "Come her Dira, Daughter of Mikal, of the Iron Mountains." He lay against her back, holding her tight against him. He kissed her neck. "I will search for you when I return from the wild." He breathed in her hair. She smiled but was almost asleep. He wasn't sure if what he said was really true or not, but it seemed like a good idea. She would make a good wife someday to someone; she had the body to bare strong sons. He curled his arm around her and tucked it under her breast. Truly he may die on the quest he and his brother were soon to be part of, but if he survived it would be nice to know there was someone who would be waiting.