"How do you know you're native american?" Bilbo asked softly that morning. It had been a normal morning though he was a bit tired from last night's argument. Somehow the subject of lineage came up. Bilbo didn't know anything about his parents and had little care for it as he had been left on a doorstep. Thorin's line though was rich in history which Fili was very proud of and even showed off the family coat of arms that had a crossed pickaxe and hammer in the middle with two lines on either side and one on the bottom, festooned with gold leaf and ribbon. It was pointed out that the pickaxe and hammer was to show their humble beginnings as miners and craftsmen but over time and the great deeds done they were granted into nobility and thus they received the lions. When it was Kili's turn to talk about it all he knew was that his mother was a british cold hearted bitch and his dad was native american.

"The orphanage did a blood test. It was a typical thing because they wanted to make sure I didn't have any weird diseases or any autoimmunity, so while they had my blood they ran other tests to see where I hailed from and bam, found out I'm Iroquois. Which made me a difficult kid to place." Kili pushed his toast around on his plate as he thought.

"How so?"

"Well, by all rights the tribes could claim me as their own which would have removed me from the mainstream american system. Since mother was British I could have been shipped overseas to here and placed into custody in the UK, or I could stay in America."

"So the native americans are their own people?"

"Yes and no. It's... well it's really complicated. oh you want to see something neat?"

"I suppose so." Bilbo blinked as Kili started to separate his long and messy hair evenly over either shoulder. He finger brushed his hair while he smiled.

"I've got the pale british skin but still got some features so I look different when I braid my hair." He turned around and started to braid his hair. When he was done making two thick braids he turned back around and grinned at Bilbo's large eyes. "See?"

"Oh my word." Bilbo leaned forward. "You look so different. How... That is strangely wonderful!" He laughed. He dug out his phone and quickly took a picture of Kili before he even had a chance to flinch. "I gotta show Thorin this."

"What? No! Bilbo, come on! Don't show dad!"

Bilbo only grinned and tried to keep his phone away from Kili who was now leaning over him from behind trying to grab the phone, "Too late, too late! No! HA!"

"Damn it! Two can play at this!" Kili ran from the room.

Then it dawned on Bilbo what Kili was thinking about doing. All the pictures of his smooshed up face for "research". He shot up to his feet and ran after Kili nearly tackling the boy in the hallway while he was messing with his own cell phone.

"No Kili!"

Kili hit the send button with a shout, "Revenge!"

"You butt!"

"According to this picture it's your butt, not mine."

"Why do you have a picture of my butt?!"

"For research! Do you have any idea how much you look like Peter Cottontail?"

"What are you two doing?" Fili asked the pile of limbs that were on the floor. He had left to use the restroom just for a moment only to hear weird things and come back to this.

Two pairs of innocent eyes looked up at him. He smiled softly. He was not going to get an answer to that question. He grabbed both of them and helped them up onto their feet, Bilbo groaned about a spot of mud on his jumper and shuffled off to take care of it while Kili just smiled and dusted himself off as if he had been on the ground outside. When he realized he was being stared at he asked, "You okay?"

Fili swallowed hard. His heart was beating hard in his chest and his cheeks felt like they were on fire. He covered his mouth. Kili looked... he looked... so exhotic. His nape exposed, the lines of his lovely neck, how the braids laid over his shoulders. He reached out and touched the braids rather reverently.

"Seriously, you okay?" Kili tried to move away only to have Fili step closer and continue to touch his braids. "Dude, stop. You're creeping me out."

"Sorry, I just... You just look spectacular."

Kili blushed deeply, pulling his braids from Fili's touch and flicking them behind his shoulders. "Th-thanks."

"Kili, your father is on the phone." Bilbo came up to him handing him the phone.

"Yeah?" Fili snatched up one of the braids again. "...I swear to god Fili if you don't back off I'll kick you in the ribs! No! I told you to leave my hair alone!"

Fili gave an exasperated sigh. He didn't know what was coming over him but if he wasn't careful he was going to pin Kili against the wall and not care what kind of sounds Thorin heard, which he would probably be skinned alive for. The best course of action, he decided upon, was to leave the house where he paced around the green lawn before deciding to wonder around the bit of forest their family owned. It was thick and dense and the way that sticks and twigs broke under his boots was oddly comforting.

There was a light mist in the air. He took in a deep breath and smiled. It was going to rain soon. Oh he loved the rain, it always smelled wonderful, felt luxurious against his skin and something about it made him just want to smile. When he was little Thorin and Bilbo had one hell of a time trying to keep him inside until finally they gave up and would just watch him run around, screaming with glee and few times he pulled them out and once, only once, did he get Thorin to dance with him. It was a goofy dance and possibly in celebration of Thorin finally getting it official to divorce his wife. Soon as he got the papers he purposed to Bilbo, the next day they had a private ceremony that only have family and friends where Fili got to be the ring bearer.

Fili smirked as he leaned against a tree, letting the memories distract him from his physical need to go seek out Kili.

"What are you smiling about?"

Fili nearly jerked with surprise when Kili snuck up on him. His hair was out of his braids and he had his hood up sending puffy tresses of chocolate to cradle his neck. Fili looked away from him, his cheeks flushing all too aware of how much he wanted to kiss that boy.

"Just... thinking about things."

"Like what? You were grinning, so it must be good."

Fili couldn't help and smile more. He ran a hand through his puffy hair that was slowly dampening in the light rain fall that started up. "After Bilbo and Thorin got married, I called Bilbo mom for almost two years."

Kili snorted out a laugh. "You serious?"

"Yep. He didn't mind, he acted like a mom anyway. To be honest I have more memories of him and Thorin tucking me into bed while my parents were still alive than my own parents... oddly enough... I don't even remember their faces. I know their names but only for paperwork reasons."

"Sad, yet happy. Sounds like a plotline for a book."

"Bilbo's been told to write down his life's story by everyone we know because they know it would make a great book." Fili shrugged, licking his lips. He could feel the heat of Kili's body next to his shoulder, the feel of the rain slipping down his face. It just... the things it was doing to him! "Um... To give you fair warning, I don't think you should be around me right now."

"Why?" Kili tilted his head, his hood slipping slightly. He carefully scanned Fili's body trying to depict what might be the problem. His eyes rested on the bulge in his trousers and Kili bit his lower lip. He worried it between his teeth, brow creasing as he thought hard. Making a decision he reached forward and pressed his palm against the bulge.

Fili hissed loudly. Kili pressed his palm harder, sliding it up and down a little. Fili gripped the bark of the tree, his hips bucking. "K-kili, you don't have t-to do this."

"I know." Kili stepped up to Fili, his brown eyes looking into lust filled blue. "I don't want to go all the way... but I want to help you."

The blond groaned as that wonderful palm flexed with fingers massaging him through the material of his trousers. He dropped his head back, breath panting. This felt better than any time he was with anyone else at any level of the throws of passion.

His mouth was claimed in a loving kiss that he deepened earning a whimper. He moved a hand from the tree and grabbed Kili's ass, squeezing hard. Kili broke the kiss, a keening mewl escaped his throat. Fili moved in an instant, he pinned Kili against the tree, pushed his legs apart with the toe of his boots and stepped close. He pressed his hips tight against Kili's, shivering at the feel of Kili's own arousal. It took everything he had not to start rutting against him.

He pushed Kili's hood off and gathered his hair up into a fist. Once uncovered he drew a long lick up the brunette's neck, pausing at the fluttering pulse to give a suck of appreciation. "The things you do to me." He groaned. "What I've fantisized about you."

"T-tell me."

Fili wrapped his mouth around Kili's adam's apple, playing over the lump with his tongue feeling so satisfied from the deep groan he got. Kili this time was the one that jerked his hips, bucking against Fili. Fili moved his mouth up, nipping at Kili's jaw as the other tilted his head to expose more neck for him to ravish.

"Please tell me," Kili breathed out, his eyes fluttering shut as he continued to give his boyfriend small rolls of his hips.

"You coming into my room," He panted softly against Kili's ear as the other wrapped his arms around his shoulders for support. "Late at night when everyone is asleep. Desperate and needing for me, for only me."

Fili slipped his hands down to Kili's hips and started buck against him with proper rolls of his hips. He nipped Kili's ear earning another helpless noise as Kili started to shiver from the onslaught of pleasure racking through his body.

"You take off your clothes and slip into my bed, tell me how much you need me." He panted heavily growling like a predator. "You let me touch you into pleading for more, for my cock inside you. You want me so much that when I lick your dick you call me cruel."

He gave a dark grin, wholly satisfied when one of Kili's legs move up and wrap around his waist. He pressed harder, moved faster for just a moment before going back to a maddening slow pace. His breath was thick and oh god how much he wanted to feel skin on skin as all the noises that escape Kili's mouth are intangible noises of desire. This was his, all his. These sounds only he got to hear, those lips only he could kiss. If Ori's warning had been right then Kili was his, all his now and he was beyond thrilled to have him. Kili was his treasure.

Kili was his.

All his.

"Let me taste you." Fili mumbled into Kili's ear. He stepped back enough to hook his fingers over the hem of Kili's jeans to get his point across.

Kili panted hard, blinked several times trying to get his brain to work enough to talk. Oh god this was amazing, but really should they be moving so fast? Should he even be up against this tree?

"W-what ab-about protection?"

"Have you been with someone else?" The voice was dark and delicious against his throat between soft kisses.

"No."

"Are you sick in any way?"

"N-no."

"Then there is nothing to worry about, love." He kissed again along the pulse giving another suck this time hard enough to leave behind a love bite. He gave his own needy sound. "Please. I need to taste you."

Kili bit his lower lip while nodding.

"Say it." Fili moved his lips against Kili's, his tongue darting out, teasing.

"Y-yes, s-suck me." Kili's mouth was claimed in a desperate kiss while fingers worked on his belt. His button was deftly undone and the zipper pulled down. And in an instant Fili was on his knees, a hungry mouth covering the cloth of Kili's underwear that covered his throbbing sex.

Kili let out a yelp, bucking against that wonderful tongue that ungulated against him. He fisted his hands, nails digging into his palm as he rested them on Fili's shoulders trying hard not to grab his wet hair. His jeans and underwear was pulled down enough to free his throbbing cock. Lips and tongue were on him, kissing his tip with the same method that Fili would kiss Kili's mouth.

Kili shot a hand up to his mouth and he bit down on his knuckles feeling the shock of painful pleasure. He was so hard it hurt, he was aching and Fili was not helping.

"Please," he whimpered around his hand. "Fili~"

But Fili took his time. He breathed in deep the smell of his boyfriend's sex, reveling in the musky scent of arousal. He licked and kissed, his mouth drooling with the want of more. He grabbed Kili's butt massaging the firm globes while he continued to lavish attention on the firm rod. He tickled the underside of the mushroomed tip with his tongue before dragging the muscle up to flicker over the tip. Then he took in only the very tip and gave a small suck. He moved his hands onto Kili's hips when the brunette bucked. He held him still taking in a bit more of the girth into his mouth. He felt Kili spasum against him, cry out and salty ropes were deposited in his mouth. He rolled it in him mouth for a moment, savoring the flavor before pulling to the side and spitting it out onto the forest floor.

He tucked Kili's softening cock in as he pulled up underwear and jeans. He looked up and smiled. Kili's spent expression was beautiful, just like the rest of him.

He grunted as he stood up, his own erection rubbing hard against its confines making movement rather painful. He tried to ignore it while gathering Kili into his arms, holding him close. He brushed hair out of that lovely face, placing soft kisses over skin and stubble.

"I love y-" His mouth was suddenly claimed in a delicious kiss.

He closed his eyes as he felt Kili's fingers fumble with the buttons and zipper on his trousers before they finally yielded. His warm hand slipped inside his underwear and stroked his weeping cock. He moaned deeply as those fingers left such torturous gentle touches. He bucked against the palm that pressed against his tip as a tongue continued to war with his. Kili's other hand fisted into Fili's mane, keeping in the kiss as the brunette gripped the hard, hot flesh.

Kili pumped Fili with experimental flexes, his grip going from hard to soft, quickly figuring out a milking action every time he pulled up towards Fili's tip. He broke the kiss, their breath mingling as he panted, making sure Fili looked him in the eyes. He poured every ounce of his feelings into the words he said.

"I love you."

Fili's expression scrunched up as he suddenly came, his seed smearing against Kili's sleeve and his own shirt. He panted heavily, resting his forehead against Kili's shoulder as his boyfriend showed him the same kindness of gently tucking him back in and doing up his trousers. His face was kissed and caressed with a clean hand as he tried to regain feeling to his legs.

"I know you don't like it when I talk about old lovers."

"Now's not the best time." Kili mused.

"I want you to know." Fili pulled Kili tight. "It had never felt that good before." He buried his face into Kili's hair, taking in a deep breath.

Kili kissed Fili's neck affectionately. "No more comparing me to old lovers, okay?"

"Trust me, there is no comparison." Fili held Kili tighter. "There never will be."