Longing Part 1

The corridors and hallways of Erebor were vacant, except for the occasional changing of the guards.

The guards had been used to the comings and goings of the princes and princess, knowing that they would spend some nights sleeping altogether or two at a time if the others were off on errands. The King had spent many nights awake himself, sometimes wanting nothing more than to walk the halls of his childhood and so it wasn't unusual to see Dru walking to her brother's chambers with a pillow in her hand and wearing her nightgown and night dress.

But if they had looked closer, they would have seen her red-faced expression. Her heavy, excited breathing as she drew nearer to the doors for her brother's private chambers. His bedroom.

She'd been feeling a bubble of excitement all day ever since she'd passed Fili that first note. They'd been sitting together at breakfast, everyone casually talking about their plans for the day and Dru had chosen to sit next to him, strictly for the purpose of slipping the piece of paper onto his knee under the table.

He'd been momentarily surprised by the little weight on his leg and her hand slowly receding along his thigh but had grabbed the paper and then her hand before it left altogether. She couldn't help but smile at the little squeeze, his fingers gave hers before he reluctantly let her go and resumed talking to his Uncle about business.

The note she'd given him was simple:

'Got the herbs.'

And later on, that morning, when she'd been in the library with Ori, Bifur and Balin, he'd popped by to say hello. She thought it sweet when he moved passed her chair and pressed a kiss against the top of her curls in 'greeting' until she felt the note he'd slipped into her hair.

'Cheeky bastard', she'd mouthed to him, earning her a very smug grin.

His note was straight to the point:

'Good. Tonight?'

Throughout the day, they'd passed one another notes whenever they could. Walking through the halls, assisting with building, reading books. The accumulation of notes read like this:

'Yes. My chambers or yours?'

'Mine. Yours have the unfortunate neighbour of a King that is a very light sleeper.'

'True. But we may still have to keep quiet, for Kili.'

'With what I'm planning to do, that may be impossible.'

Dru had choked on her tankard at the dinner table when she'd read that and spluttered out an apology, claiming she'd drunk too quickly. The others may have bought it, but she sent a very red-faced glare at Fili, who merely blinked innocently at her as he continued to eat.

And now, here she was. Outside his room. She gave a little knock but had remembered the last thing he'd whispered into her ear before they parted for the evening.

'I'll leave the door open for you. Come straight in.'

The memory of his warm, velvety voice against her ear and the feeling of his beard and beads against her cheek made Dru all tingly.

Cautiously, she pushed open and the door and stepped inside. She took her time in shutting it behind her, making sure to lock it after. She really didn't want to get caught by anyone.

Turning around, she finally took in her brother's chambers and wasn't at all surprised by what she saw. It was clean, painted a dark Blue and smelled just like him.

There was a thick fur blanket covering his bed, one by his fireplace and even one that resembled the skin of a large Warg, hanging on a far wall, though she knew the blanket on his bed was for his own personal benefit. He did enjoy keeping warm at night especially and she recoiled all the times she'd found he'd stolen most of the spare blankets in winter.

But no more of that for Prince Fili. His chambers were always warm, even with his large balcony that looked inwards at the Kingdom that would one day be his. The doors were shut firmly now and Dru was glad he had the foresight to shut out prying eyes from their night.

Her eyes wandered around the room again and she found the large bookcase, PILED with all different types of literature that she was sure Fili and procured from the library. But even the bookcase could not contain his reading tastes and the table by his fireplace had a neat stack of books piled in the middle AND his bedside table had his book opened, face down to save the page.

She wasn't surprised in the slightest.

But she was a little put out that he wasn't there to greet her. Or was he?

"Fi?" She called quietly and began to shuffle about. There were two other doors in the room and both were alien to her. Though she had a feeling at least one of them was to the bathing area.

She'd just begun to move closer to the one by his bed when a noise behind her made her turn and she saw Fili leaving the other door, a small amount of steam escaping from behind him as he did so.

'So THAT'S the bath. I'll remember that next time.'

Fili, having just spotted her, was in clean nightclothes, barefoot and towelling off the last few strands of his now dry hair. He smiled at her and Dru suddenly felt the whirlwind of butterflies in her. She was also overcome by a sudden shyness at the thought of what they were about to do.

"Hi." She managed to get out as she took a few tentative steps towards him, her pillow still pressed against her and acting as a good weight for her to cling onto.

"Evenin'," he seemed amused by her composure and tossed his towel over the chair as he passed by it.

Slowly, they approached one another, her excitement practically causing her to shiver in anticipation. They were a few feet apart when she had to break the silence between them.

"You've got furs EVERYWHERE!" She let out a breathless giggle, suddenly understanding all those girls who had ever thrown themselves at her brother's. They really hadn't been able to control themselves.

Fili deliberated this and looked around him, nodding in agreement.

"I do get cold easily, you know this."

When he came to stand in front of her, she automatically tilted her head up, expecting him to kiss her.

"Wuss," she said, taking a step closer to him, but he quickly stepped to the side, avoiding her lips.

She looked bemused for a moment, before seeing the playful twinkle in his eye.

He stood just to her left, looking down at her and she found herself wondering what game it was he was playing.

"I mean, they do have other uses," his brows went up once and she could tell he was thinking of something entirely inappropriate. It made her slightly giddy.

"Oh?" She inquired, watching him as he lent in closer to her, his lips almost touching her ear.

"I've had certain ideas and dreams about you and these furs."

His hand moved up as if to touch her, but it was her turn to tease him and stepped away, pretending to pout in a hurtful way.

"Do I not even get a kiss now? Tired of my already?" She continued to take steps backwards, keeping her eyes on Fili as he stepped closer to her.

"Anything my lady wishes. Come here," his tone was firm but gentle, hoping that he wouldn't be pushing Dru too much. But just the way she bit her lip and tried to fight back a smile, he knew she would be ok. If anything, she was leading him.

"Hmm...No," she took a step closer to his bed, hoping he would take the invitation, "You have to earn my kisses now."

Fili saw the direction in which she was heading and smiled that warm, toe-curling smile of his. She stopped in her tracks and just looked at him.

"Or, I could just take them!"

He moved quickly forward, Dru dodging in time before his arms got around her. She ran around his tables, jumped over his chairs and put things in between them when he got to close. She cackled happily, wanting to slow down and let him catch her, but enjoying the game far too much. And seeing the hungry look in his eye made her want to prolong it for as long she could.

She made the mistake of heading back to his bed, attempting to jump on and over it before he could get her. His hand snatched at her ankle and pulled her off balance and she tumbled to the mattress. Before she could get up, with his grip still on her ankle, he pulled her back towards his side of the bed and grabbed onto her hips.

Dru used the last weapon she had and grasping her pillow in both hands, landed a perfect blow on top of Fili's head. When his disgruntled face appeared again, he glared at her.

"You little troll!" His glare melted as his fingers flexed against her hips, "right, you asked for it!"

Before Dru could fathom what 'it' was, his fingers ran up and down her sides, quickly making small circles across her clothed skin and-

"AHAHAHAHAHA FILI NO!" Dru laughed and squealed beneath his grasp, trying to get free and fight him off with her pillow. But Fili was not only an expert tickler, but he was also an expert tickler on Dru. He knew exactly what to do to make her squirm and laugh beneath him and he also knew when to dodge and how to avoid her kicks and sudden hits.

When her kicks and hits seemed to weaken and she seemed on the verge of breathlessly gasping for air, he relented and his fingers stilled against her.

Her laughter died down instantly and she could only glare at him.

"Bully."

He managed to grab at the pillow she tried to hit him with again and pulled it out of her grasp, tossing it amongst his ones.

"Don't know what you're talking about," he shrugged his shoulders and slowly began to crawl up and onto the bed, his legs staying at her side as he hovered over her.

"You're a horrible cheat," she grabbed at the front of his nightshirt and tugged him, wanting him closer to her. As he found himself level with her, he lowered himself so he was only pressed against her side, wanting to give her space, but still wanting to touch her.

"Had to get you to stop running so I could kiss you," his free hand moved to her face and carefully pushed aside the stray curls, tucking them back behind her ear.

Her arms automatically moved around his neck and pulled him closer.

"You could have asked nicely," she winked at him and pulled him down. He didn't need much encouragement.

Their mouths connected and they both let out satisfying sounds, both content with having waited that day until they could share a kiss in private.

Up until this moment, any of the other kisses they had shared hadn't been as enjoyable as this one right now.

The apple tree. Lake-Town. The forest. His study. The Library.

And Dru not only knew that her love was reciprocated, but that it burned brightly for Fili. Every word he'd said to her was true and she felt like the most important Dwarrowdam in middle earth, just being held in his arms.

And in his room, with no imminent threat, no unease and no uncertainty between them...they had the whole night to make up for the lost time.

As his tongue slid over her bottom lip, asking for her permission, she couldn't help but grin and part her lips for him.

'Always the Gentleman.'

As soon as Fili's mouth began to travel from her mouth, over her chin and down to her neck, Dru felt...strange at the sensation. The other times he'd kissed her and wandered down, her beard had always prevented her from feeling his lips against her neck, but now...it felt wonderful.

'I'm so glad I carried on shaving!'

Shoving Fili up and laughing at his grunt of disproval, she got herself into a sitting position and placed her hands against his chest. Her fingers toyed with his laces and she hoped he remembered their first time. And how she had asked him before the same question.

"Together?" Her eyes went to his and then back down to his tunic. He seemed to understand. His hands closed around hers and carefully pulled them away. She looked back at him, but he only smiled.

"I think...not this time," his head ducked low enough so his mouth was close to her ear, "let me undress you?"

Dru's breath caught in her throat at the way he asked her. Whilst he was still ensuring she was ok with it, he was definitely more hungry for her than he appeared. The sound of his desire fuelled her own.

When he pulled back to look in her face, she couldn't get the words out. So she just nodded her head and dropped her hands. Watching him. Waiting expectantly.

His hands came to the small knot in her dressing gown and pulled it expertly apart. Neither said anything, both watching his hands slip into her gown and push it away from her shoulders.

The rough texture of his hands was a contradiction to the pressure he always applied with her. He was gentle. Even in his most heated moments at Lake-Town, he still never gripped her so hard it hurt. He was always careful about that.

When he grabbed her waist and kissed her again, she eagerly went into his arms. He gently guided her back, so she lay on top of his sheets, though took a moment to quickly pull away her gown and toss it aside.

He positioned himself to lay against her side again and supporting himself on one arm, slowed the kiss down and pulled away to look at her.

Wiggling herself beneath him, she wanted to turn, but his other hand pressed flat against her belly. It slowly came up again and it felt like a trail of ice against her skin before his palm settled across her throat.

"So tell me...what have you thought about with me and those furs?" Curiosity got the better of her and she wiggled her brows at him.

She just caught his grin, before his face disappeared and his lips pressed tender kisses against the side of her neck, just below her ear.

"I've been thinking about it. A lot. About holding you again. Just...touching you. Feeling you tremble beneath me as you're doing now," his teeth scraped ever so lightly at her pulse point and she couldn't help but moan, "hearing you make those little noises again. Knowing that I'm the one who does that to you."

Dru managed to find her words, though she couldn't control her shaking voice.

"That's-that's not the furs."

Fili's response first came with a deep, dark chuckle.

"Oh, the furs. Well," his lips moved down and along her jaw and he continued to speak between each kiss, "Once I've got you undressed, I know exactly what to do to bring you to your knees."

Dru let out a shaky laugh as he began to nibble and kiss under her other ear, just above her scar.

"And what's that?"

"Go down on my knees first. Kiss you. Taste you on my tongue. Stroke you until you have to hold on to my shoulders for support," she felt his hand slowly begin to move down her body again and she hoped it was headed for the place she needed it the most, "and just before you cry out my name, I'll stop. I'll wait. And then..."

Finally, his hand came to rest above her most intimate part and he cupped her firmly through the fabric of her nightdress. She grabbed onto his shoulders and dug her nails into the fabric of his shirt as he continued.

"I'll start from the very beginning."

"Fi," she whimpered when he did not move his hand, but her hips automatically rolled up, desperate for more of that glorious heat and sensation she could feel.

"And then, when you've finally collapsed onto the floor with me, I'll lie you down and listen to you as you ask me for me. As you beg," he finally flexed his fingers against her and slowly moved, "for me to be inside of you."

"And I won't be able to refuse you. You'll reach down to help me undress and when I lay on top of you, your hand will reach out and hold me," he shifted against her and even through the confines of his trousers, she could feel his erection press against her hip, "your fingers will wrap around my cock and you'll hold me, just for a moment as we kiss."

His head moved away from her ear and she would have protested at the loss, except he silenced any noise when he hungrily claimed her lips.

Dru could picture everything he was telling her and the fur blanket underneath her wasn't helping. The only differences were they were on the bed and they still had their clothes on and she was beginning to see a problem with the latter.

The pressure in between her legs vanished and his kiss slowed down, the heated passion replaced by the familiar tenderness.

When he pulled away, Dru could only whisper his name, wanting more of everything from him.

"Fi?"

"Unfortunately, I can't tell you the rest. You'll have to find out for yourself when we do get to the furs on the floor," he pressed a quick kiss to her lips, "but now, you're in my bed. And I've got a lot of things to show you."

Dru could only pout.

"You're a bloody tease."

She felt his hand move again, this time slowly moving up and over her stomach.

"True. But you still love me."

She wouldn't protest for all the gold in the mountain, especially when his hand carefully stroked under her damaged breast, before moving slowly to her full one.

His hand finally cupped her breast through the fabric of her cotton nightdress and Dru felt herself tremble against his touch. His thumb moved and brushed over her pebbling nipple, stroking over it a few times, back and forth.

She arched into his touch and felt his smirk against her neck when he moved down to suckle at the skin.

Every little sound he made sent small bursts of heat coursing in between her legs. She tried to arch herself against him, but couldn't get the much-needed friction she desired and it was frustrating beyond belief. She turned her head and managed to free a hand to pull his face back to hers. The heated, desperate kiss she gave him illustrated her point.

She whimpered against his lips and pulled away.

"Fili," she took deep breaths to calm herself, "if you don't take my clothes off quickly, I'll bloody do it myself."

She ALMOST smacked him for the self-satisfied look he gave her, but felt that same peace fall over her when he said, "Whatever my Dru wishes, my Dru gets."

His hands moved down and away from her breasts and she could have kicked herself for telling him to take her clothes off now, especially when she just wanted more of that attention.

His whole body moved downwards and Dru managed to push herself up on aching arms to look at him. She watched him as he knelt by her feet and grabbed the hem of her nightdress.

Bending over and agonizingly slowly, he began to not only push up her nightdress but leave kisses against her legs as he did so. His eyes never left hers as he did so and Dru was the first to break eye contact when his beard gently scratched against the inside of her thigh.

She threw her head back with a cry and grabbed at her nightdress, trying to pull it free from his grasp so she could yank it off herself.

"Fi," she whined and tried to tug her nightgown free from his grip, but he wouldn't let her.

"No, I'm taking my time," he distracted her by leaning down and biting the skin of her thigh, ever so gently. She gasped and instead of pulling at her fabric again, suddenly gripped his hands and shifted beneath him.

Enjoying her reaction, he repeated the process on her other thigh and she cried out again.

And when she finally felt the cold air hit her exposed skin, she really had to beg him.

"Fi," she wanted his lips against her again, but couldn't get the words out, "Fi, please. Please, touch me."

He obliged her and with a low growl, his lips were suddenly pressed against her heated skin. But he did not taste her as she had expected. His mouth moved around her curls and pressed against her thighs, but he did not touch her there again. Almost as if he knew what she was thinking, he couldn't help but gloat.

"You didn't ask me where to touch you."

Even with her mind clouded with passion, she still could have reached down and smacked him. But he again moved and suddenly, the flesh of her whole stomach was exposed to him.

One of his hands let go of the fabric of her dress and slowly, trailed down and along her scar. She managed to raise her head enough to look down at him and saw the intensity in his eyes as his fingers carefully stroked her.

"I almost lost you," his voice was no longer just hoarse from passion and she found herself suddenly reaching down and holding his head, her fingers threading into his hair.

"I'm here. I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere," she knew she could promise that because short of the Mountain suddenly collapsing around them, she wouldn't leave him.

His eyes left hers and he planted slow, delicate kisses against her skin, the cold metal beads dragging along her scar as he went.

She allowed herself to relax again when his hunger took over and her head dropped back against the covers when he pushed the rest of the fabric up and over her chest.

He began to kiss and leave teasing bites along the underside of her breasts. His fingers holding and gently squeezing her, though she knew he was being a lot more gentle with her damaged breast.

And yet, when his mouth moved over the scarred flesh, he still kissed, licked and sucked with the same ferocity he had done so long ago.

She wiggled beneath his grasp and groaned in disappointment when his lips moved up and began to kiss and suck against the nape of her neck.

But when his cold fingers finally brushed up against her nipple, Dru couldn't help but tremble beneath his touch. He had already excited her, but he chuckled nonetheless as he slowly rolled her point in between his fingers.

"Mahal," he whispered against the side of her face, "you have no idea how long I've been wanting to touch you again."

With all her will power, she managed to shove him away far enough to pull the rest of her nightdress over her head and threw it aside like a bad rag. She jutted her chin out defiantly, knowing he would have tormented her some more when he did take it off, but he merely chuckled again and ducked back down to pay more attention to her neck.

She would have ignored it when his hand began to lightly wonder over her body, gently scratching and grabbing her, but when his attention turned more ferocious, she had to stop him.

He had begun to suck and bite against the flesh of her neck and whilst she confessed to herself how wonderful it felt, she had to bat at him with her hands, scolding him in a weak and slightly whiny voice, "Don't you dare leave a mark where people can see!"

She felt his lips break into a smile as he released her skin.

"All right," he lowered himself down again, pressing kisses as he went, "I won't leave a mark where people can see."

Dru almost didn't register his words, but before she had a chance to protest, he began to suck and bite at the skin of her breast, right next to her nipple.

Her hands grabbed onto the back of his tunic and whilst she desperately wanted to pull it off and feel his skin against hers, she just held on and moaned at the attention he was giving her.

Finally, his mouth softened and slowed, no longer biting or sucking on her. He moved and relished in the hearty moan that escaped her lips, just as his mouth took her nipple in between his lips. He was soft and gentle, only flicking out his tongue to touch and taste her ever so lightly.

She squirmed against him, trying to urge him to go faster and just for more of what he was doing. But his hands held firmly onto her sides as he tortured her, each moan, whimper and whine escaping from her increasing his growing pleasure.

And before she even knew that his hands had moved down her body, the pressure in between her legs was back and his fingers moved over her in gentle circles, spreading her wetness around.

Her hands moved again, this time grabbing at his hair and holding him in place. As his mouth worked over her nipple and his fingers pressed against her, she didn't know if she could take this kind of pleasure. The events of their first time had been hurried and desperate and now...it was delicious torture.

As two of his fingers pressed into her, she was not the only one that gasped at the feeling.

Fili felt her warmth and tightness surrounding his digits and shut his eyes as his own hardness strained against the confines of his trousers, longing to be inside of her again.

But he didn't want to rush this. Not tonight.

"I love how you react," he pressed his lips against her skin again, moving slowly up to her collarbone, "I love everything about you."

Unable to control himself anymore and just wanting to feel her against him, his hand left her, to be replaced by his clothed hips. He pulled her against him and rolled his hips and they both moaned at the overwhelming sensation. He repeated the process but knew he could not do it for long or he'd lose himself.

Her head came back up and he suddenly found her lips closed around his own neck and she began to lavish the same attention he had done to her. But when she reached his ear, she took his lobe into her mouth and gave it a gentle suck.

Fili felt his cock twitch eagerly and he let out a breathless moan, though tried to shake himself free when he felt his will slip.

"Stop that," he scolded her when she let out a small giggle. She released his ear with a small 'pop' and pulled away to look into his face. He had a deep blush and whilst he was glaring at her, there was no harshness in them. Just insatiable hunger.

"God, do you have any idea what that does to me?!"

"Oh? I'll have to remember that for the future."

Fili's growl was cut off when he caught her lips in a hard kiss. He got his own back when he ground his hips against hers again and she whined in pleasure from the friction.

He managed to stop himself from getting carried away and pulled back far enough to catch his breath and allow her a chance to right herself. She grabbed at his shirt again and tried to tug it up.

"Fili," she said breathlessly as her hands finally made contact with his chest, "Fili, please hurry."

He only shook his head and forced her to look at him by gently tipping her chin up.

"No. No, not for this. We have all night. Maralmizi. I want to kiss you everywhere."

She managed a shaky grin at him when he pressed a gentle kiss against her cheek.

"Fili, you don't HAVE to kiss me everywhere."

"I want to," he continued to kiss her all over her face, from the side of her nose to the side of her brow, "Every scar. Every Blemish-"

"Blemish?!" She playfully pinched him underneath his shirt and he hissed and laughed as he batted her hand away.

"Every freckle. Every bump."

"Right, that's it!"

Fili, caught off guard as she shoved him away, suddenly found himself on his back with her straddling his hips.

"I wasn't finished with you yet," he would have thrown her back off, but he didn't actually have any complaints at having her on top of him. Not when he had such a good view.

"I am going to take your clothes off," Dru's nails lightly scratched up his stomach and chest, "and you...are going to shut up and let me."

Fili, finding no argument, placed both his hands behind his head and watched her with a small smirk on his face. She just rolled her eyes at him.

Her hands pulled up his tunic and she looked over his own scars, her fingers trailing across the small slashes that he had taken.

"I could have lost you too," her thumb carefully brushed over his nipple where one scar stretched underneath it, "I could have lost everything that was important to me that day."

Fili didn't answer her. His hands came back around and grabbed hold of her hands, pulling them both over his heart and holding them there.

"Wherever I go. No matter what happens, you know I love you," he spoke the words to her for the first time, not in their native tongue, "and you, me."

Dru lent down and pressed herself against him, kissing him with all her love. His hands moved up over her back and pulled her close to him and she would have stayed just as she was, except her hands were still trapped between their torso's and she could feel his tunic in her grip.

She pushed herself back up and gave him a hard stare.

"Off. Now." She tugged at his shirt and he happily helped her pull it up and over his head, both of them laughing when his hair got caught in it. She leaned over to disentangle a bead from the laces in the front and had to fight to concentrate as his mouth latched onto her nipple again.

Finally, his hair was free and he reluctantly let go of her nipple when she shimmied away from him and down his lap to straddle his knees.

Her fingers lazily trailed along his skin and she suddenly had a mischievous idea. She switched to her rake her nails along him and felt the twitch he gave before he glared at her.

"Don't you dare start tickling," his warning tone was a massive contradiction to the warmth in his eyes, "it's a game you won't win. I know all your weak spots."

Dru couldn't help but let out a snort.

"Not all of them," without breaking eye contact, she planted a gentle kiss on the exposed flesh of his hip bone, "I'm sure there are some parts you haven't explored."

To distract him, her hand began to work the lacings of his trousers and her lips began to kiss along the top of the skin poking out.

She listened to every little puff of breath and moan that escaped him, and when she finally pulled down his trousers far enough to let his cock spring free, she had to restrain herself from immediately clambering back onto him and sliding him inside of her.

She pulled his trousers further down his body and Fili helped her by gently kicking out of them. She had to climb back off of him to do so, but she wanted them gone. She tossed them over her shoulders as soon as they left his feet and she knelt back to look down at him.

If she could draw, she would have told him to lie still and fetched papyrus and pencil to sketch him. As it was, she'd have trouble forgetting him right now. As with all the men of her kind, his body was strong, stocky and covered in hair, but his was very much like the rest of his hair: fine and soft to touch.

When her eyes had drunk him all in and she saw him looking at her again, she had a strong urge to leap back up and kiss him. His head was cocked to the side, watching her and his hair was slightly messed up from all the pulling and playing she had given it.

She slowly crawled back over his knees again and looked down at his long, strong cock. Wanting to return the favour from both times he'd tasted her, she'd been waiting for this moment for a while.

She grasped him firmly in one hand, then the other, wanting to look at both his face as he let out a strangled groan and just concentrate on what she was doing. She'd held him before, but as she stroked her hand up and down his cock, her thumb brushing over his head in quick circles, she enjoyed watching him more than ever. His eyes shut and his breath quickened with each roll of her wrist.

And when she brought her face close to him and placed his head in her mouth sucking ever so slightly, the noise he made was a tortured moan and she suddenly felt his hand in her hair.

"Dru," he gently pulled her curls, urging her to look at his face. His eyes were half-lidded and his mouth hung open as though he were gasping for a drink, but she knew the hunger he was feeling, even when he protested, "Dru, you don't have to."

"Am I doing it wrong?" Despite his protests, she still continued to pump him.

He took deep breaths to concentrate.

"You need to stop that or I'll-I'll...you know," Fili had the decency to actually look a little embarrassed and she couldn't help but grin.

Even with his hand in her hair, she still managed to duck down again and swipe her tongue quickly over her his.

"Aye', I do. I want you to."

His eyes narrowed and she could feel his restraint as his hips almost thrust up into her hands.

"Are-are you sure?"

Dru just nodded and when his grip in her curls softened, she lowered herself back down again and slowly took him into her mouth. She noticed how his hand didn't leave the top of her head.

"Gods...Gods, that feels amazing," he gave a shaky laugh, which quickly turned into a moan when her lips moved over him again, lower this time as she took more and more of him into her mouth.

She managed to keep her eyes on him and watched him as he managed to keep himself propped up on one elbow to watch her. But he also couldn't seem to control the bursts of pleasure that went through him and kept shutting his eyes when her tongue moved over him.

With what she couldn't fit into her mouth, she held in her hands and he began to whisper her name until she felt that familiar grip at the back of her head again.

"Dru, move back," Fili groaned, his eyes still tightly shut and his hand tugging at her hair, "Dru-" He was cut off by a strangled cry and she felt the sudden throb in her mouth a moment before his warm liquid fell into her mouth. She swallowed once but finding that there was more than what she expected pulled away and let his cock leave her mouth with a 'pop!', his fluid spilling out as she did so.

It spilt onto her hands and his stomach and she watched, fascinated as the thick, white substance streaked around him. She looked back at his face as he shuddered and groaned, trying to take deep breaths as the last of his release came out.

He finally managed to get his breath back and when he looked back down at her, his hunger was replaced with a tired but sincere apology. But it was Dru who spoke first.

"Sorry. I-I couldn't-there was a lot," she wiped at the side of her face but saw that her hand was streaked from one end of her palm to the top of her forefinger.

Fili's cock may have been flaccid, but he couldn't help but feel aroused again at the sight of her and he felt his cock twitch weakly.

"Sorry. I'll get you a towel." He couldn't move with her still straddling his knees, but as he waited for her to move, she just shook her head and looked back down at her hand.

"No, it's ok I..I've got this," where Fili had expected her to hop off and get a towel herself, he froze as Dru brought her hand up to her face and slowly licked the remnants of his release off of her palm.

Fili's thoughts raced through his head. If he had been able to, he would have grabbed her, thrown her back on the back and slid inside of her until she was begging him to stop. He would have pulled her up onto his lap and watched her as she rode him to completion.

As it was, he just wanted to hold her. Keep her close to him.

"Come here," his hand left her curls and pulled gently on the back of her neck. She crawled over to him and was surprised when he pulled her down into another kiss. Then she realised, that he was tasting himself on her tongue, just as she had done to him before.

As her body pressed flush against him, they both felt the last bit of stickiness between their stomachs and Fili couldn't help but pull away and give her an apologetic smile.

"Sorry."

"It's all right," she pressed another kiss to the tip of his nose, "Although, we might end up making a mess of the furs."

With one arm suddenly around her waist, he shuffled about with the other and pulled at the blanket beneath him. They both fell into a fit of laughter as he struggled and Dru had to help him pull the last corner out beneath his backside, before he tossed it on the floor, by the bed.

"Problem solved."

"That was beautifully done, Fi."

They spent the better part of the next ten minutes, just holding one another and kissing and whilst Dru still had that fire in her belly, she was also beginning to feel a little tired.

He eventually pulled her down to lay her head on his chest and press kisses against her forehead.

"My Dru."

She could smile.

"My Fi," she couldn't, unfortunately, stop the yawn that followed her reply, "sorry."

He only pulled her closer and rubbed his chin against her hair.

"Sleep. It's still early."

She felt her eyes begin to shut and cuddled closer to him, even though her body was also protesting that she should stay awake and carry on.

"But...I thought we...," she drifted off, unable to think of the words and unable to fight off sleep as it slowly overtook her. The last thing she heard was Fili's gentle laugh and his promise.

"We have all night."