Chapter 4.
Seeing Thorin coming back, Kili's eyes widened with interest :
« Well ? »
« They're having a walk. Where's Rogon ? He left you all alone ? » The King asked his nephew.
« Yes, I tried to learn a little more about his daughter, but he left soon after… he's being pretty busy with the guests. »
« Why do you want to know about her ? »
« She is my future sister-in-law… I want to see if Fili can be happy with her. »
Thorin stayed silent for a while. This wedding was maybe even worse for Kili than for Fili. The youngest brother was worrying so much about his elder…
« So ? What did you learn about her ? » He asked, curious.
« Well… The Princess seems to be original. Rogon told me : « My daughter is known for her beauty but also for her special temper. You'll probably not believe it, but she persists to call a tramp she met as a child her « best friend ». »
« A tramp ?! » Thorin said, surprised.
« There is no shame in it. » Kili pouted. « Fili and me often played with orphans when we were kids. »
« You weren't officially Princes when you were children, Kili. » Thorin explained calmly.
You were walking for few minutes now, and neither of you said something yet. You felt uncomfortable, more than willing to come back to Luvan. You were here for her, not for having a night walk with a stranger. And you were sincerely afraid that he would finally understand that you weren't exactly a lady.
« You're not very talkative. » He said after a while.
« You neither. Why did you ask me for a walk if you don't want to speak to me ? »
« I… It's not that I don't want to… »
« Yes, it is. » You said dryly. « Since the beginning you look truly unwilling to be here. You can leave if you want to. I'm awaited anyway. »
His jaw clenched.
« Don't get haughty, please. » He hissed.
« I am not ! You are the one being haughty here ! Do you really think you can ask a girl to go along with you just to snub her and finally bark at her ?! I'm not your object nor your nanny ! Your rank doesn't excuse you from being polite ! »
You turned around and began to walk away when his voice suddenly roared.
« Can't you just understand what's really going on, you little spoiled brat ?! »
His eyes darkened, his blood boiling in his veins. How could this fucking Princess dare to speak this way to him ? How could she not understand what was planned for both of you ? She was so lucky to have a father who cared so deeply about her, who protected her from the truth contrary to Thorin who never spared him. Thinking that he was supposed to marry such a girl made him sick.
You froze, spinning, and held his gaze.
« « Spoiled brat » » You repeated, taking few steps towards him. « You have no idea who you are talking to, boy. » You said, purposely insulting him.
« I can say the same for you, brat. » He replied, taking steps towards you too.
« Who is the spoiled brat here ?! What do you really know about me ?! Are you narrow minded enough to think that every girl with a nice dress have known a childhood of opulence just like you did ?! »
« If you're trying to make me believe that you've been in throes once in your life, you're wasting your time. » He hissed, his face scarcely an inch from yours.
« You seem kinda categorical about me for someone who didn't even know my name five minutes ago ! »
« Again I can say the same ! What do you know about my life of « opulence » ?! Are you empty headed enough to have forgotten what me and my kin have just accomplished ?! Let me remind you that we have been wandering for months, finding a way to our lost home, fighting Trolls, Goblins, Elves, Dragon… We did it for our people, and to make of this world a place sure enough to allow sluts like you to feel safe ! »
The « slut » word was too much. Your eyes widened and you slapped him, breathing heavily under your contained anger. He slowly turned his head to look back at you, his eyes burning. But you weren't impressed.
« So be it. » He growled in an animalistic way before jumping on you.
Both of you rolled on the ground, growling, kicking, punching, scratching and biting each other. He was maybe a trained Prince, but you've been used to fight to survive since your birth. And you fought dirty.
After several minutes, you finally pinned his wrists on the ground, straddling him and making yourself as heavy as you could to use you weight to keep him in place. He shot you a furious look, breathing heavily, the mess of his hair partially covering his shoulders, golden locks running across the fallen leaves of the backyard.
Your victory came at the right moment, because you weren't sure you'll be able to fight anymore. He was fiercer than you thought.
« Fuck ! » You panted, feeling his muscles tense before he rolled you under him, pinning you as you did for him.
His head collapsed near your shoulder, and you finally felt his teeth on the skin of your neck.
« Hey ! Stop that you sadist ! » You cried under the biting.
« A memory to remind you the lesson I taught you. Never provoke a lion. »
« A lion ? » You said, startled by the similarity between your nicknames.
« That's how my kin and friends call me usually. »
« The only attribute of the lion that I can see in you is the mane, you pretentious male ! » You said, pulling hard on his hair to make him move from over you.
It didn't work. If anything, he just bit your arm to make you lose your grip on him, and instinctively, your own teeth came to close around the skin his solid neck. He let go first, grinning.
« Kinda a lioness, aren't you ? »
« Aye. You're not the only beast here. »
He chuckled for a second, and finally laughed deeply. He collapsed on you again, pressing you fully against the floor. His head was buried in your neck, and you felt shivers running down his spine, his laughter nervous.
The adrenaline was fading through your body, and your mind slowly came back to the normal. It has been a foolish and meaningless fight, and it has been childish from both of you to get in it. But you couldn't deny that it has been what you needed to let your fear and anxiety of earlier go. And even if you still didn't understand what was bothering him, you know that this fight has been a relief for him too.
You suddenly felt guilty. You've been rude and unfair to him, and you couldn't help but remember the distress you had seen in his eyes during the first moments. He was calm now, not moving, but you didn't dare to shift.
« A beast » He echoed, back to sanity. « You're right… Insulting a Lady and involving her in a fight… I'm the lowest- »
« Shush. » You cut him off. « It's okay. I didn't behave like a Lady either and… it wasn't fair to bark at you sad as you were… let's say we both blew a fuse. »
Fili's head left your shoulder and he looked at you, surprised.
« You noticed… »
« It was hard not to. You were throwing off despair. You still are. »
His eyes glittered and widened, and he promptly sat up, letting you go.
« … Sorry for attacking you. » He murmured after a hesitation, looking away.
« I told you, I'm f-… Wait. »
« What ? »
« You're bleeding. » You said, looking at the mark you left in his neck, small bead of blood weeping.
You shifted closer to him and he stiffened.
« What are you… »
« Easy, I won't bite you… Well, not again… »
You gently tilted his head and ran your tongue over the red mark you inflicted him earlier. You knew saliva had a light healing power, and it quickly became a reflex to lick any wound, yours and those of others. It wasn't such a great aid, but it was the only medicine you could give him.
Fili's eyes widened, shocked by your initiative, but not complaining. You were licking him slowly, delicately, and it was soothing the slight pain.
« Fighting like a warrior and healing like a mother… » He murmured.
« The duties of a lioness, isn't it ? »
« And the lion's is to look after females » He added, his own tongue now running over the biting he inflicted you earlier.
You accepted the treatment without batting an eyelid, even if you started a little when you felt his beard scratching against the sensitive skin of your neck as he rubbed his head. He gently nipped at your earlobe, playing with you as a mark of reinsurance. Anybody else would have screamed in shock and incomprehension, but you didn't. Your body understood what his was doing, even in such a primal way.
It was strange. You never met somebody as animalistic as you before. And even if it was normal for orphans to be wilder than others, you didn't expect such a behaviour from a Prince.
You let him purr and play with you as long as he needed. To lash out at a female wasn't a light burden for a male, and you knew he needed to take care of you for a moment for his own clear conscience. You softly purred at his ear, gently bumping your forehead against his as a sign of forgiveness. Not a real word was pronounced, only moans and mewls, but both of you were fully understanding each other.
His nose gently rubbed against yours and the tip of his tongue flicked over yours lips before he kissed you, moving to overhang your body. You weren't in charge anymore. You felt the control slipped from you, and even if you didn't like the idea, you couldn't deny the want running through your veins, as if your mind was the only one worrying about supplanting his domination, your body already subjected to his.
Fili must have seen your hesitation, because he frowned slightly at you, concerned.
« I know it's a strange situation… And more than an uncalled for proposition… Feel free to refuse. I won't take umbrage at it. »
You blushed, embarrassed by such a kindness. You weren't used to a man being so attentive to your own desires. Men you have slept with generally just took what they wanted from you, but you never complained, because you were doing the same with them, using their bodies for your own pleasure as they did with yours.
This time was different. You really wanted to learn about his body, to find his sensitive spots, to fully appreciate the touch of his skin or the smell of his hair. Your bodies were throwing off heat like a forge, calling for each other.
« Lioness dear ? »
This use of your nickname made the decision for you, and you quickly pressed yourself against him, kissing him fiercely. It didn't last before his tongue teased your lips, asking them to part, and they eagerly abdicated.
His tongue was just like him, a dominant conqueror, curling around yours wildly. Your own began to move to earn a little of control, but it was vain as Fili's hand ghosted over your thigh, gathering your dress up and making you moan.
Not to be outdone, your own hands came to pull at his clothes, silently asking him to take them off. He seemed to understand your plea and braced himself on his knees, opening his furry coat and tunic, baring his torso to you. You bit down on your bottom lip, fighting a smile.
« See something you like ? » He teased under your appreciative gaze.
« I guess you can phrase it like this » You smiled.
« Well, as a reward for the show, return me the favour. » He purred, helping you to get upright to have a full-access to the laces in your back.
You let him do, seizing your chance to touch him freely. Your hands came on his chest, rubbing him slowly, making a mess in the short hair on his large torso. He felt incredible, soft but built strong. You could feel every muscle rolling under his skin, even in his back, where your hands were actually, before landing in his hair. The golden locks were thick but soft and ran through your fingers like water, and you couldn't help to bury your face in his neck.
The cold air made you shiver as Fili finally pulled your dress off your body, the laces totally loose. He pushed the material down your arms and chest, baring your breasts to him, and you couldn't help to blush a little under his predatory look.
« Don't feel ashamed. » He said softly « You're divine. »
He leaned to give you a quick kiss, before slowly lowering his head to achieve your breasts.
« Fili ! » You cried when his tongue ran over your nipple, making it harden.
« I couldn't have ask for a more beautiful first use of my name. » He chuckled before returning to his task, tongue flicking over the sensitive bud of your breast.
You began to moan and breathe loudly, eyes closed under the pleasure, and not only because of his tongue exploring your chest. His moustaches, braided and decorated with metal beads, were slightly tickling your ribs and the contrast between the hotness of your skin and the coldness of the metal made you shiver. His lips finally left your breasts, returning to your mouth to give you a deep kiss.
« Mahal… If your breasts' flavour is so incredible… I can't wait to taste you somewhere else… » He said wickedly.
You totally understood what he meant, and you weren't going to complain as he moved over you again as you sank back into to ground. You growled when roots and leaves on the grounds dug in your naked back, and Fili quickly caught his furry coat and spread it under you. You shivered when the brown hair of his cloth tickled your skin, but also because of his attention. He was going to be a watchful lover.
He kissed you few more times before tugging your dress down your ankles, leaving you totally naked as you kicked your shoes off. Your hands explored his chest again, not tired of it yet, slowly getting down to grip his belt, but he caught your fingers and kissed them, winking at you playfully.
« Later. » He promised.
« Wicked Prince. »
He smiled and moved to kneel between your legs, parting them as your blushing deepened. You never felt shy about being naked in front of a man, but something about Fili was incredibly intimidating and tantalising. You never felt so overwhelmed and exposed before.
His beard lightly scratched against the sensitive skin of your inner thigh while he nipped at you, earning a long and pleading moan from you.
« Fili please… »
He seemed to like the sound of you begging, and his mouth painstakingly moved along your thigh to achieve your clit.
« Fili ! » You screamed, hands fisting in his hair.
He began to lick and suck at you fiercely, groaning deeply to send the sound reverberate through you, increasing your pleasure. Never a man has been so talented and thoughtful with you before, listening to your wishes and body, guessing what you needed before you could even think about it. He was more than attentive to your reactions and moans, manoeuvring himself to push you closer to the edge.
His mouth suddenly left you, letting you craving for your release.
« Fili. » You growled.
Your anger was short-lived when his fingers promptly replaced his tongue, which was actually cleaning the mess around his mouth.
« So eager… » He breathed, fingers curling inside you to make you scream louder. « At least I was right… You taste incredible, sweet-cheeks. »
You blushed once more. Nobody ever gave you such a nickname.
« You're a lot less fierce than earlier, dear lioness… But I won't complain. You're as desirable in rage as in abandon. »
You tried to sooth your heartbeats, mouth falling open to speak.
« Are you… haa… implying that I'm… ha ! submissive ? »
« I would rather say… « tamed »… Don't you agree ? » He smiled, pushing his fingers a little further.
A deep moan escaped your lips.
« Tamed. » You echoed, smiling strangely.
Fili looked at you with curiosity and started when he felt your hand pushing on his wrist to pull his fingers out of you.
« Don't tell me that you're so stubborn that you won't accept more of me just to prove how untamed and proud you are… » He growled.
You laughed and wrapped your legs around his waist to roll him beneath you.
« I'm not going to abandon a Prince in such a poor state… » You purred, pressing a hand on the hard bump between his legs, making him hiss. « But I'm gonna show you that we are both able to be tamed. »
« You look pretty sure of yourself, cheeky girl. I'm not usually one for taming. »
You smiled at him. Your fingers had already untied his belt and breeches, pulling his pants down and baring his length to you. But it would be too easy to just give him what he was so obviously craving. Catching discretely his belt, you leaned over him, kissing him deeply, and quickly wound it around his wrists and a thin tree behind his head. You smiled at the face he made, his eyes darkened with lust.
« You're so gonna pay for this. » He said on a low tone.
« Later. » You said just like him before, straddling his hips.
You leaned down, finally able to taste him too. You began by kissing his neck and chest, nipping the flesh of his pectorals, earning deep and manly groans from him. You lowered your head a little more, just enough to lick his nipple as he did for you before trailing your tongue down the line of dark gold hair of his torso, soon reaching his abdomen. Instinctively, you rubbed your head against his abdominal muscles, purring. Your caresses made goose bumps erupt on his skin as he watched you with intensity.
« Lemme go » He breathed. « I need to touch you too. »
« You already had more than enough for now. » You smiled.
« For now ? I dare to hope that you'll untie me after your sweet torture. »
« If you're a good boy, I'll think about it. »
Before he could add something, your head moved further south, reaching his navel that you briefly filled with the tip of your tongue, before moving down again.
« Fuck. » Fili hiccupped. « Don't… »
He couldn't finish his sentence that your lips were already closed around his cock, swallowing him slowly. He fiercely pulled on his ties, desperately wanting to take you without waiting anymore. But no matter how much he was craving you, he couldn't help but protest when you mouth left him, your breath fanning over the swollen head of his cock.
« You know what you have to say, don't you ? » You asked him, licking the thick vein under his length.
He moaned deeply, his head tipping back into the ground.
« You're… devilish… » He sighed.
« Not what I wanted to hear. » You teased, swallowing him again to make him beg.
He cried out a curse in Khuzdul, hips jerking under you, and you promptly pushed your hands against his stomach to keep him pinned to the ground.
« Please ». He murmured after several minutes.
« Sorry ? » You asked as if you didn't hear.
« Please ! » He said louder. « You won… You were right… We can both be the tamed and the tamer… Now untie me before you drive me insane ! »
« Wow. You beg even prettier than me. » You smiled, kissing him while reaching his belt and giving him his freedom.
At the second the belt hit the ground, he was on you again, his hot body fully pressed against yours. He scattered kisses all over your skin while his hands explored you again, rolling your nipples between his fingers or kneading the flesh or your hips, his length grinding into you.
« Lie down. » He instructed in a low voice.
You shivered at the deep roar and obeyed, lying down on your back. Fili wasted no time and settled again between your thighs, legs hooked over his arms as he thrust into you. You cried out at the sudden fullness, torn between the pleasure to have him finally in you and the slight pain of the rude intrusion, even if you were already so wet. He froze for a moment, aware of the rapidity of his taking, and kissed you languidly to divert you from the pain. You focused on the subtle mix of softness and powerfulness of his lips, delicate at the touch but firm in their pressure, on the short hair of his chest slightly scratching against your breasts, making your nipples harden, and on the weight so deliciously heavy and hot between your legs. You cried again when his hips rolled back, but in pleasure this time, your body now accommodated to his girth.
He began to wildly thrust into you, moaning deeply in his throat, his groans blending with yours. He finally let go of your legs, allowing the fingers of one of his hands to intertwine with yours while the other pulled back your hair from you sweaty face. His lips crushed on yours once more, momentarily silencing you.
« Mahal… » You breathed, breaking the kiss.
Your hips began to roll of their own against Fili's, trying to match his pace as your legs wrapped around his waist, sending him deeper into you. His fingers were squeezing yours almost painfully as the pace of his hips increased, making you cry louder.
« Fili ! »
One of yours hands tangled in his golden hair, liking its heavy and soft wavy mass. Your other hand came to clasp at his lower back, scratching up his spine while your teeth began to nibble at the flesh of his neck. You began to tighten around him, and he smiled at this feeling. His hips slowed, and the look you shot him was priceless.
« Why are you stopping ?! »
« I told you that you were gonna pay for tying me up. »
« Stubborn dwarf ! » You shouted.
You rolled your hips more powerfully against his, trying to drag them along with your own rhythm, but it didn't work and the pleasure you felt earlier faded.
« Don't be angry » He coaxed. « The later you come, the longer I'll have you. »
« Fuck you. » You whined, desperate for your release.
« So discourteous. » He murmured against your lips before kissing you quickly.
« You're one hell of a show-off… » You breathed « But I don't think you can afford to tease me for a very long time without coming yourself. » You added, using your free hand to brush the spot where your bodies were joined.
His hips jerked and he finally gave in.
« You're right… Turn around. »
He pulled out of your body to give you the time to obey. You braced yourself on your hands and knees, and it didn't take him more than a second to be in you again. He felt different from this position, but as good as earlier. He didn't tease you anymore and buried himself into you to the hilt, seeking for both of your releases. He was taking you fiercely, hands clenching on your hips and teeth biting hardly on your shoulders and neck, his beard scratching against your sensitive skin. Your hips were moving wildly to meet his, increasing the pace of his possession. Your denied orgasm from earlier came back more savagely, and you were soon on the edge as your fingers and toes curled into the fur of his coat or the leaves on the ground.
« Fili… » You mewled as your inner walls began to tightened around him.
« I know, beautiful, I know… I won't deny you this time. »
« N-No… I meant… Fili… »
He frowned, concerned.
« What's wrong, beautiful ? »
« I… ha ! Just… stop ! I need to… »
« To what ? » He asked, slowing anyway.
You lowered your back and hips, dislodging him. He growled loudly, frustrated, but his contrariety was short-lived as you jumped in his arms, making him fall on his back. His hands clenched on your hips as you straddled him, and he finally understood what you were craving.
You wasted no time and slid down him, sending him as deep as you could into you. A harsh cry left his lips, his hips jerking under yours.
« Mahal ! »
You rolled your hips hard on his, and smiled when his eyes widened under the ardour of your movements. You were ridding him savagely, waiting until only the very tip of him was inside you before slamming back. He wasn't the only one feral, and you needed to unleash your own animalism too.
You heard him roar deep in his throat when your nails scratched against his stomach, and his hands finally cupped your breasts, rolling them and teasing your nipples with the rough pads of his thumbs. It was the last sensation you needed, and you finally tumbled over the edge, climaxing in a scream of your Prince's name.
« Oh, you… » He sighed, feeling you tightening and shivering.
He didn't last for long and soon joined you in your release, roaring and panting. You collapsed on him and his arms immediately curled around you, keeping you pressed against him.
It took you a moment to catch your breath, but you finally gently pushed his arms away to pull his cock out of you, making yourself moan at the loss and the sudden emptiness. He rolled on his side next to you, tugging you back to his chest, one of his legs possessively slipping between yours as his chin rested on your hair.
« You're purring » You smiled, cuddling into his chest.
« So are you. » He said softly.
« That was… unexpected… »
« Yes… You have no idea how lucky I feel… » He murmured before tilting up your chin to kiss you. « Get dressed, beautiful. My room is more comfortable and we're far from done. »