WARNING: Mature content ahead. I'm talking pretty graphic sex so beware.
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Chapter 9
As she stepped over the threshold, Tauriel realized the cottage appeared much bigger on the inside than it looked on the outside. The door opened into a large living area along with a kitchen encompassing a hearth. She noticed a bedroom through an open door on the side. The back wall stood 2 stories high, partially filled with a small loft. Next to that sat a wide window with an unobstructed view of the sky. Sunlight streamed through, brightening the entire room. A back door opened in the corner.
Not that there wasn't a lot of work to be done. Cobwebs covered almost every inch, and the furniture was broken, in splinters in some cases. Thick soot choked the hearth. The walls desperately needed fresh paint. Yet, while it didn't have the grandeur of the halls of Erebor or the elegance of Thranduil's kingdom, but it would be theirs, hers and Kili's.
Kili dropped the heavy packs by the door, surveying their new home. Tauriel couldn't be sure what he thought, his face unreadable, until he looked at her and smiled brightly. "It's perfect."
"Excellent. Your neighbors are Jack and Nan, just over the western ridge. Good, accepting folk. The marketplace at Bree should have any goods you need. I'll check back in a month. Good luck!" Gandalf walked out the open door.
Kili leapt out the door after him. "Let me walk you out!" He shut the door behind him.
Tauriel investigated the bedroom further, figuring they should work on this part of their living space first. They could only sleep on their travel gear for so long. The room was a good size, fitting a large bed, a dresser and wardrobe along with another window showing the beautiful forest. Unfortunately, all the furniture was in disrepair.
She sat down on the bed, and immediately jumped up when a family of mice scampered out of the mattress. They definitely needed to go to Bree to get a new one.
Steps sounded on the porch, so Tauriel walked back in the main room. Kili came through the door, wincing at the loud creaking noises.
"Don't worry, we'll oil the hinges." Tauriel noticed he didn't seem reassured by her guarantee.
He seemed nervous, fidgeting with his cloak, his eyes everywhere but on her. Something was wrong.
"Kili?"
He breathed out heavily and reached into his pocket, pulling out a closed fist. He slowly walked over, his eyes serious and now only on her. With his other hand, he gently took hers.
"The first time I saw you in Mirkwood, flying through the trees to destroy those spiders, I thought you were the most beautiful creature I'd ever seen. Never did I hope you'd become a part of my life like this." He softly pressed his lips onto the top of her hand. "I found this. I wish I had crafted it myself or paid a great sum for it in your name, but I only found it Smaug's horde."
He opened his hand, and she inhaled sharply. In his palm rested a large sapphire stone. Swirls of delicate silver surrounded it, the design definitely Elvish. It hung from a silver chain. "It's so beautiful."
"Tauiel, this token is just a symbol of a pledge I make to you. I will stand by you for all time, as you have stood by me. I want you to be my wife, to join with me." He sighed. "It won't be easy, an Elf and Dwarf together. I don't know for sure, but I think we might be the first. We're going to face adversity and intolerance, but I can fight off anything with you there. Please be my wife." His eyes implored her.
Tears leaked out of Tauriel's eyes. "I never thought…Yes! Oh, Kili, yes!" She kissed him deeply.
He drew back. "Can I put the necklace on you?"
She nodded, bending down and pulling her hair aside. His arms circled her neck, his hands rubbing against her skin as he fumbled with the clasp. Slowly, he pulled his hands down her shoulders as he seemed to admire the blue jewel against her pale skin.
His breath tickled her cheek, and she felt her own breathing speed up. Only inches separated them, and she couldn't resist kissing him, softly this time. His kiss back was sweet and tender.
She went down on her knees, making him several inches taller than her, and wrapped her arms around his middle. His hands cupped her face, lightly tracing little circles behind her ears. The kiss deepened, his tongue sliding into her mouth. She captured his lower lip in her mouth, running her tongue along the edge. He moaned, mouth attacking hers.
She untied her travel cloak, letting it fall behind her. He started pushing his own cloak off when her hands fumbled at his belt. Her mind clouded with passion, she wanted him right then and there on the dirty, cottage floor.
He froze, grabbing her hands to stop them. His lips disengaged her, his breath coming in pants. "Tauriel, let me give you this."
"Yes," she pleaded. "Take me here."
"Give me control. I want to show you what I can do for you." He traced his fingertip down her cheek.
She looked at him, puzzled. "What do you mean?"
He whispered in her ear. "Trust me."
She nodded, still not sure, but trusting him in all ways.
Adjusting the two cloaks on the floor, he slowly laid her down. He pulled off her boots one at a time, massaging her sore feet with his strong hands. It felt good, but the throbbing inside her persisted and she wanted to just rip his clothes off. He avoided her reach when she leaned towards him.
"Patience, my love." He moved up, pulling off her shirt and pants, leaving her in just her undergarments. She felt vulnerable, wrapping her arms around herself, but he drew them apart as he moved up her body. Shifting her slightly, he removed her undershirt, freeing her breasts.
He kissed her lips again before trailing butterfly kisses down her jaw, neck, between her breasts and over her stomach. He broke contact then, standing up and hooking his fingers under her tight shorts. His eyes roved up her body to hers, almost as if asking permission.
She tilted her head, granting that permission.
In one smooth motion, he pulled the tight shorts down her legs and dropped them on top of their bags. He stood over her, gazing down at her naked body as if in awe. Unknown Dwarven words spilled his mouth in a hushed tone, almost like worship. It made her feel uncomfortable, and she drew her knees up.
He dropped down on floor by her legs. His fingernails lightly scratched delicious trails up her legs from ankles to knees. It made her shiver with delight. His hands cupped her knees, parting them slowly to the side, fully exposing her. He kissed the inside of her knee then down along her inner thigh until he almost reached her center. Then he did the same on the other thigh.
A nervous giggle escaped between her lips as he settled on the floor between her legs.
"Shhh." His breath blew over her, creating more sensations through her.
He ran his finger along the length of her feminine folds, causing her body to jerk when he hit her bundle of nerves. He did it again, stopping at that very point. She gasped as he applied more pressure. The throbbing intensified, positioned right in that spot.
He stroked her more, building the pressure inside her. Then his finger was gone. Just as she looked down, she felt his tongue take over. He licked her steadily, and his stubble rubbing on her sensitive tissue was like fire. She moaned at the sensation. His lips locked on her bundle, and she cried out at the pressure. Her knees tried to close involuntarily, but he used his elbows to keep them open.
Unexpectantly, he introduced a finger inside her. It added a whole new feeling of desire. As his tongue continued to swirl around her center, his finger thrust in and out of her. Her breathing came in a rush as her heart pounded hard in her chest. He added a second finger as he thrust in again. It was enough to send her over the edge.
She screamed as the waves of pleasure crashed over her, arching her back. He continued to tease her, drawing out her orgasm as long as he could until she was a quivering mass of feeling.
Rolling on her side, she tried to catch her breath. He came up and molded his body against her back, laying his arm over her protectively. Tauriel could feel his aroused hardness through his pants pressing against her.
"Kili, let me…" She tried to turn over, but he gripped her tighter, keeping her in place.
"No, this was for you." He took a deep breath. "On the day of our joining ceremony, I want us to join together completely, in every way. Not before."
Tauriel frowned. She couldn't deny her desire for him. Waiting would be hard, possibly even harder for him. However, how could she not respect his wishes after that?
"But it could be a long time until we arrange a joining ceremony here," she argued.
"One month."
