(A/N) Well, the response seems to be pretty overwhelmingly that I remain out of the cave, so here's a little more for you.
Mudkipz: Heheh, thought you didn't have anything to say to me.
Mzzmarie: There is always room in the cave! Haha!
My Love Is On the High Seas
Chapter 2: Hush, Little Baby
As the weeks wore on, Kili grew to be more and more certain he was again with child. His voracious appetite only got worse, leading him to forage when he could, so as not to dip into the company's stores. He was just as hungry for Fili's touch as ever he had been. Whenever they couldn't get enough time for a proper lay, a quick hand job or a suck would have to do. Kili wished he wasn't so needy, for he could see it was starting to wear on his husband, but he just couldn't help what his body needed. In moments of hunger, he was taken over by pure instinct. Worst of all, though, was the undeniable fact that a swell was beginning to blossom from his tightly-muscled stomach. It wouldn't be long before Fili noticed…started to ask him about it.
Kili was hard-pressed to keep the others from noticing the change in him, especially Fili. He had to step twice as hard to keep up his usual playful attitude, even though the smile felt thin on his face and the laughter felt hollow in his chest…it was all to keep his own worry concealed.
One night, when they were camped near the edge of a cliff, Fili had taken to frightening their new burglar with tales of the orc packs that roamed the lowlands and Kili had joined in, more because he liked to see Fili smile than out of any actual sense of jest.
"They strike in the wee small hours when everyone's asleep. Quick and quiet, no screams…just lots of blood."
The secret chuckle he'd offered to Fili had felt forced, even to him, and Fili had seemed to see this, but before he could comment on it, Thorin had broken in on their little game.
"You think that's funny do you? You think a night raid by orcs is a joke?"
"We didn't mean anything by it," Kili responded, completely serious. The only thing he'd meant was for Fili to smile. He must have hidden it well, though, for his uncle didn't see it at all.
"No, you didn't. You know nothing of the world."
"Nothing?" Kili repeated, his tone quiet…pained…and Thorin didn't seem to hear it as he moved away from them. The younger prince sometimes wondered if Thorin even remembered that he'd suffered a miscarriage. Knew nothing of the world? Perhaps that was so. Maybe he had not suffered the loss of home and kin and dignity…but Thorin had never suffered the anguish of losing a child…couldn't understand the agony of being unable to protect something you cherished so fiercely.
Fili understood, though, and even though he didn't get the chance to say anything before Balin began his storytelling, the look in his eyes said he knew what he was feeling, and his brother's hand on his knee was all the comfort he needed.
Even the comfort of Fili's presence, however, was gradually made less with time. More often, Kili would insist they remain mostly clothed whenever the need for his brother's touch came upon him.
When they'd been on the road nigh on two months' time and Thorin and Gandalf had had a bit of a tiff one evening, it had fallen to the two brothers to look after the ponies, which was usually an easy enough task that didn't require their complete attention. Was it any surprise, then, that Kili wound up leaning against a tree with Fili on his knees before him, pleasuring him with his mouth?
"Oh…hngh…Nadad…yes…that's good…so good," the young dwarf groaned, tangling his fingers in his brother's mane of hair.
Fili hummed gently against him, sending an intense thread of hot sensation from his groin up through the rest of his body. It took only a few more well-timed sucks and Kili was coming into his brother's mouth, gasping quietly rather than allowing himself to cry out.
Fili looked ungodly pleased with himself as his husband slowly sank to his knees, breathing hard. Kili grinned faintly at him as he reached forward to stroke his cheek.
"It probably doesn't do…for a king's heir to enjoy giving head so much," he teased.
"Perhaps not…but there is only one dwarf I would kneel for anyway," he said, leaning in to press his lips against Kili's. Then, while he was distracted, Fili slipped a hand in to rest against his stomach. Immediately, Kili stiffened.
"You've put on a little weight, Nadadith. How is that possible…when the rest of us can barely get enough to eat?"
Kili knew his brother was just joking; he could see it in his eyes…but he couldn't bring himself to join in the jest. It was too close to the truth of the matter. His mouth went dry as he struggled for words.
"I…I…"
Thankfully, he was spared having to answer by the sound of a tree being uprooted and the two brothers were launched into the misadventure of the missing ponies and the trolls. Under normal circumstances Kili would have been eager to battle the bumbling creatures, but as it stood, he was none too keen to throw himself into danger. Moreover, he was ashamed to admit that as he was sending Bilbo into that same danger, all he could think about was getting that bowl of stew off of him, which he succeeded at, polishing off the offering like a wild boar. Then, as he and Fili watched the hobbit move forward, he eyed his brother's full bowl mournfully. And Fili relinquished his share without much thought, so intent was he on Bilbo.
"If you're hungry, you should eat," he said absently as he passed over his bowl. Kili ate quickly, allowing himself little room to feel guilt for eating his brother's food. The younger prince didn't see it, but his husband eyed him oddly for a moment. Before he could say anything, though, Bilbo was caught and Fili was off to fetch the rest of the company.
Kili waited as long as he could, but ultimately had to step in when it seemed the trolls might actually harm their little burglar. It was, after all, he himself who had thrust him into danger. He probably could have done a better job catching the poor halfling when his troll captor threw him at him, but he just didn't want to risk harm to the baby. For that same reason, it was not his best battle, but he didn't imagine it would have changed the fact they'd lost…pitifully.
Even though they were bound and about to be killed, Kili's first instinct was to protect the child. As the bodies of his companions were tossed carelessly about and jostled against him, he curled his legs carefully against his belly inside his sack, doing his best to protect the vulnerable area.
He was so caught up in his fear, he couldn't quite get his head around what Bilbo was trying to do, but all that really mattered in the end was that it worked…and the child was safe for about another hour.
It seemed they were on the run from the moment they ran into the trolls, escaping them only to run into the orc pack. Kili found himself firing arrows in nearly every direction whilst still keeping an eye on Fili, who was waiting for their enemy to come in closer, swords drawn.
No. No! We are not going to die like this! Not now!
That was, of course, the moment Gandalf chose to pull yet another miracle out of his hat…the secret entrance to Rivendell. Even if it was among elves, Kili felt they could at least be safe for a little while…and it was after dinner in the elven hall that the prince finally revealed his secret to another living soul.
"Gandalf?" Kili asked, stopping the wizard before he could disappear. "I know there is important work to do, but…might I ask you about something?"
"Very well," Gandalf answered, waiting patiently as the young dwarf led him away from the others. When he judged they were far enough away, he turned to face the wizard, pulling aside his layers of clothing in order to reveal the growing bulge in his stomach. The old wizard smiled faintly. "Ah. I thought as much."
"Can you tell me…have you any idea…how long I've got?"
"Well…Radagast is better at this sort of thing, but at a guess," he began, placing his hands on Kili's belly, "I would place you in your fifth month."
"Only the fifth?" Kili repeated in disbelief. "I could almost swear it was the seventh. I wasn't this big at five months before."
"That would be because you were only pregnant with one child. Now you are with twin children, my boy," Gandalf announced, his smile growing wider.
"T-twins?" Kili repeated, his face freezing in shock as he stumbled back several feet, unable to wrap his mind around it. Twins were very rare among dwarves. Was it really possible for him to bear twins?
"Is…is this safe?"
"Well, no, of course not. Heading into the wild expecting children? It's dangerous enough having to look out for just yourself. As you've already suffered one miscarriage, you would do better to remain behind," Gandalf advised.
"Do…do you really think so?"
"You don't need me to tell you so, Kili. I think you already know that. The others would not think less of you for it. They know how important it is to you, to be able to bear your brother's children."
"But if I were…to remain behind…Fili would insist on staying with me."
"That is most likely so, yes."
"I can't…do that to him. It's his right to stand with Thorin when he takes back Erebor. I cannot hold him back."
"Even at the risk of your children? Your brother's heirs? The continuing fruit of the line of Durin? At the risk of your own life?"
"Even so. I have no right to stand in his way…and if I cannot protect my children…what am I?"
"Surely you must realize…that if you do not survive…Fili will have no other. It could mean the end of your line."
"Then so be it," Kili said, turning away from him. "It will be enough…if the children should live."
"And again, save me from the stubbornness of dwarves," the wizard muttered. "Have you at least informed the father?"
"No."
"He has a right to know, Kili," Gandalf said sternly.
"Yes…he does," Kili said softly. "But you weren't there eleven years ago. You can't know what I felt. I can't take it…to raise his hope…only to have it dashed again. I wouldn't survive it. The fifth month was when I miscarried before. I'm not…ready to tell him!"
"You will not be able to conceal it for much longer," the wizard pointed out. "What will you do when your clothes no longer fit…when even the dimmest of your company can see it? What then?"
"That, master wizard, is a bridge I will cross when I come to it."
XxX
Once Gandalf had gone to meet with Thorin and Elrond, Kili went back to join the other dwarves, taking a seat on a low couch and laying out his personal arsenal for inspection. He needed something to take his mind off Gandalf's words. Unfortunately, Fili was none too keen to let him forget.
"What was that all about?" his husband asked him, sitting at the end of the couch while the other dwarves lit cooking fires and horsed around.
"Just things," Kili answered calmly, examining a knife.
"What things?"
"Things that don't concern nosy blonds," he snipped playfully.
"What things could you possibly tell Gandalf you couldn't tell me? Hmm?"
Kili answered the jibe with a nasty grin. "You will have to pry the secret from my cold, dead hands first."
"Well, Nadadith…I can think of a few other things that might be pried from you," he said, moving to his knees beside the couch.
"You wouldn't," Kili said, even though the look in his eyes said he knew perfectly well what his husband would do.
"You don't think so?" he challenged, maintaining eye contact as his fingers worked the familiar paths of Kili's clothing. It didn't take much to get him back into the rhythm, and it wasn't long at all before Fili's mouth was on him, making him writhe with pleasure.
This time, as their companions could actually see what Fili was doing, their cheering was even rowdier than it had been in Bag End.
"Come on!" Nori goaded. "Let's hear that little flower scream your name."
"Heheh…it won't be…that easy…oh…oh," he groaned, digging his nails into the couch as his brother ran his teeth lightly along the underside of his length.
Quickly pushing aside his weapons, Fili moved up onto the couch, crouching between Kili's legs and bending low over him once more.
"Is it good?" he asked softly, letting his tongue flick out to trace tiny licks all along the length of him. Kili just moaned in response, nodding as he allowed his head to fall back against the armrest. Already, his breaches and undershirt were clinging to the thin layer of sweat breaking out all over his body. "By Mahal, I will do things to you that would make Durin himself blush."
"Mm…show me…Nadadel…" he groaned, twitching his hips up to meet his husband. He didn't fight against the heat building in his stomach this time, though. He had other thoughts tonight. Kili had to suppress a chuckle at Fili's look of disappointment when he came undone very quickly, lying sprawled along the couch, seemingly completely spent. The younger prince heard several of the other dwarves groan.
"How was it, Kili lad? Good?" Bofur asked him, his voice thick and heady with an undeniable excitement.
"Good," Kili moaned, displaying himself rather openly for the others. "So good."
"Maybe a little too good," Fili whispered to him as he covered his body with his own, kissing his ear rather heatedly. "You don't let it go that easy unless you're planning something. What have I done to make you tease me so?"
"Nothing," Kili answered honestly, returning the hot press of his brother's mouth with several sloppy kisses along his exposed throat. "I just thought I might return the favor tonight. You've barely been able to have me at all since we started. I want you to fuck me…hard," he whispered, his breath hot against Fili's ear. He felt his body begin to respond again when his love shivered against him, excited by his words.
"Here?" Fili asked him quietly. "In front of all of them?"
"Yes," Kili whispered back, the ungovernable lust taking hold of him strong as ever. "I want them all to see…that I am yours. They've only…ah…seen you on your knees. You are the heir. You should…claim what is rightfully yours."
Fili groaned aloud at his brother's words. In truth, it did feel like it had been long since he had truly taken Kili. To be able to do so now, with the rapt attention of this audience, was just too enticing a promise…and if his earlier thoughts of Kili's strange behavior were driven completely from his mind as a result, well…he realized it not a wit.
Yes, Kili had been hoping to distract his brother, but he had other reasons, as well. If Gandalf was right and he really was in his fifth month, then this glorious heat would not last much longer. Once into the third trimester, the insatiable lust would evaporate, and he didn't want Fili to be left hanging…to be unable to take his pleasure of his body after he had given him so much during his moments of heat. So, while the others watched in hungry silence, Kili submitted himself to his husband, body once again throbbing with need as Fili stripped them both down, until nothing but their undershirts remained…the one last line of defense the younger would not relinquish.
The cheering and wolf whistles had ground to a tangible halt as Fili prepared him. They all knew what they were witnessing was more than just a simple blowjob now. It wasn't just a display anymore. They were being allowed to witness the intimacy between their king's heirs, and it was a great show of trust among all of them, to be a part of this.
Kili whimpered softly as Fili penetrated him. They had shifted positions so that Fili was lying on the couch and Kili was balanced above him. Even though the brunette's position was one of more control, he let Fili guide his movements from below. He could never quite explain what, but there was something Fili preferred about this position.
Even though Kili had asked for hard, they were not particularly loud. Neither was interested in being overheard by nosy elves. This moment was only for their own kind…they and themselves. The only sounds that came as they rocked furiously together were harsh pants and sharp gasps of pleasure. After a time, they became so lost in each other, they barely heard the reactions of their companions…except for one point near the end when they heard a distinctly un-dwarf squeak. The lovers glanced out of the corner of their eyes to see that Thorin, Balin, and Bilbo had returned from their meeting. Thorin and Balin both looked approving at the gathering, but Bilbo just looked shocked.
Both brothers took a moment to grin lazily at the hobbit. They both knew their uncle well enough to know he had an interest in the little burglar, despite earlier misgivings. If Thorin's current expression was anything to go by, he would have loved a display just like this, but Bilbo's expression was more conflicted. Bilbo they didn't know as well, of course, but if they knew anything about lust at all, they could see he was also interested…but such open displays were clearly not his way. Well…if the halfling was going to take interest in a dwarf lord, he may as well understand now what he was getting into.
Focusing back on his brother, Kili readied himself for the climax. He lowered himself over Fili's body, hips rolling furiously against every thrust his brother made. Leaning in close and pressing his lips against the pulse point in his neck, he whispered words only for him.
"Nadad…Nadadel…azyungal…hn…"
"Oh…Nadadith…hngh…Mahal…ah!"
With one final strike, they were both coming, spilling in and on each other. Involuntarily, Kili's body went ramrod straight over Fili's and he gave a wordless cry of pleasure as he was filled with his brother. Slowly coming down from the high, his eyes were greeted by the sight of Fili ravished…his shirt stained with his release, body trembling and coated with sweat, breath coming in sharp bursts, and eyes blown wide with satiation and love.
"I love you," Fili said softly, hands trailing from Kili's hips up to his stomach, wandering along the less than flat surface. Kili had to fight to keep himself from stiffening in fear. He saw his brother's expression go strange for a minute, but before the dots could begin to connect in his head, Kili bent over him once again, pressing his lips to his.
"I love you, too, you randy orc. Worth waiting for?" he asked once they'd separated.
"Completely, though you're one to talk about randy. Sure you haven't got another one in you?" he teased, his suspicious thought slipping away like water.
"Positive. You've had all of me, Husband."
"Well, now that's all done, I suggest you all take some sleep. We start before first light," Thorin announced.
As the others all bedded down for the night, Fili and Kili curled up together, both still a little sticky and sweaty, but enjoying the feel of it, just the same. It was paradise to the young couple, to fall asleep saturated in the scent and feel of each other.
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(A/N) Translations…ah, who am I kidding? You know those words, you Durin-loving fools. Continuing to please, I hope.
