You can almost feel how horrible I am at writing sex scenes in this chapter.

Second: In which Kili falls in love...with his brother's boyfriend

At first he'd only been excited to meet Bilbo because it had been the first time his older brother had actually been serious enough about someone to want to introduce them to the family. And what a meeting it had been, Bilbo had strolled in to dinner with flushed cheeks, sharp wit, and love in his eyes and left the Durins absolutely charmed. Even Uncle Thorin had admitted that he would be good for Fili.

After that night Bilbo was frequently seen in the Durin household. Helping Fili with homework, lounging about in the living room with the blonde, and even cooking for Fili when he was too lazy to do it himself. It had been during this time, as Bilbo slowly became a part of their family, that Kili had felt it. A soft flutter in his chest when Bilbo smiled at him, a slight catch of his breath when the older boy laughed. Just a crush, he assured himself, a passing fancy because he was around so much.

But it had grown. He could feel it surging forward with each day he spent in Bilbo's presence, and the jealousy had been unmistakable when he'd watched his brother pin the smaller man to the sofa to partake in a heated kiss. He had tried so hard to stop it, he took lovers of his own, but his heart could never be won over by those easily forgotten flings and he craved for Bilbo as strongly as ever.

It had all come bursting out though one weekend when his mother and uncle had gone to visit cousin Dwalin. Fili had promised to be home that weekend, and with him came Bilbo. It had been exciting and heartbreaking for Kili to spend time with the two people who meant the world to him, and when he headed to sleep that night he was worn out as he fell asleep almost immediately. It had been pure chance he'd woken up in the middle of the night, needing to use the bathroom, and it was only on the way back that he heard it.

"F-Fili"

A soft gasp, a muffled moan. Kili had crept down the hallway, feeling for all the world like one of those stalkers from a crime show, until he could see Fili's room where the door was cracked just enough to see in. And, oh, did he see. Bilbo was facing the door, body on full display as he rode Fili. Kili froze as he watched Bilbo, his mouth open as he gasped and whimpered, his cheeks flushed, his hands splayed out across the strong chest beneath him. Kili could feel himself getting painfully hard at the display the beautiful man made and his hand was just making it's way beneath his sweats when Bilbo moaned again.

"Oh god, love you, love you, Fili!"

Everything was wrong. The wrong hands on Bilbo's hips, the wrong name on Bilbo's lips, and the wrong brother buried in Bilbo's ass. He was back in his room a second later, curled in his bed, and crying himself to sleep. That night his dreams were full of Bilbo, a Bilbo that was his.

"Oh god, love you, love you, Kili!"