Bit of a shorter chapter today but once again, it's full of emotional progression! PROGRESSION!

Also, I've been watching way too many of Aidan Turner's movies and TV shows and he is just such a great seducer.

He's delicious. Mmm, Mmm, Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!

Enjoy! ^ ^

Summary: Bilbo needs to be woken up and Kili and her have a chat...

It was morning when I woke, head groggy from the ale of the night before and so achingly exhausted that I wasn't sure if I really even slept at all during the night. I grumbled into the linen of my pillow, turning my head and rolling into a ball so that I could pull the fur covers over my body closer and snuggle down deeper. I didn't want to get up at all and in the back of my mind, I was a bit worried that even though I was physically doing more than I ever would while back home in the Shire, the adventure was making me altogether lazier.

Nothing could feel as good as the bed currently did and until I heard a loud knocking on the door, I was just about ready to doze back off into a light slumber. The covers felt divine against my skin so I promptly ignored whoever it was at the door just because I could and also because I wanted to sleep in more. The loud knocking came again and I groaned because it just wasn't fair that after almost getting no sleep the night before, I was expected to rise and greet the day as early as the others.

Speaking of the others...

I lifted my head and finally opened my eyes so that I could look around the room quickly, noticing that Thorin was missing from the room but that his most outer layers of clothing were still where they were the night before.

I snuggled back into the bundle of furs, thinking that if Thorin didn't feel that it was necessary to wake me up, then I truly didn't need to be up. The knocks became a pound against the heavy door and I finally snapped, cursing loud enough that the person could hear on the other side.

I heard the door open, "Oi, laddie, you gettin' up anytime soon?" Of course it would be Dwalin, I lamented on before I sighed loudly into my blankets, burrowing further down in the bedding and not bothering to acknowledge the older dwarf. He sounded as if he were in a pleasant mood, his voice tickling across my cheek gently but as I didn't want to get up, I pushed the thought out of my mind. Whatever torture he devised for me that would require him to wake me and give him satisfaction was something I wanted nothing to do with.

He crossed the room easily, his heavy boots rumbling the bed slightly before I felt his hovering presence on my back. I could feel those eyes of his boring down at me, waiting for me to properly acknowledge him but I refused. I thought that maybe if I didn't say anything that he might think that I wasn't there anymore? My Mum used to allow me to sleep in later when she pretended she didn't see me in my bed.

"Wake," He nudged me hard, my body being jostled underneath the pile of furs, "Up, or there'll be no breakfast left for you."

Oh, the allure of food was strong and it made my belly growl but the allure of the bed was something not to be denied either. Since I was currently a resident of the bed, I knew that the idea of staying inside of it would be a much better idea than the prospect of getting up for food. I decided to stall for time, hoping that striking up some semblance of conversation would be enough to put me back to sleep, where the possibility of earning Dwalin's sympathy through my innocently lulled face would make him back off.

"Where's Thorin?"

It was a good topic for starters and I was curious to know where he went, even if I already had some clue.

"Sparrin' with Fili." Dwalin nudged me again to wake up and physically get up from the bed.

"And Kili?"

"Sleepin', the wee babe."

I had to curse about the fact that my plan was fatally flawed because I couldn't very well strike up a conversation with one of the most tight lipped members of our company.

"It doesn't even feel late enough to have to be awake..." I grumbled and attempted to retreat further into the covers but Dwalin prevented me from doing so by taking hold of them in his giant hands and yanking the furs free from my loose grip. Dressed only in my chemise shift and having taken refuge under warm furs all morning, the sudden change was startling. Hobbit instincts paired with newer dwarven proprietary made my lack of actual respectable clothing come to the forefront of my mind, especially since I was exposed before Dwalin rather than any of the Durin's.

"What are you doing?!" I shot up from the bed and tried to grab the covers but Dwalin just drew them out of reach and grinned, "Makin' sure you get up, laddie. Now, get up."

My cheeks were flaming red and it only grew worse when I heard the teasing tone in Dwalin's gruffer voice, playfully poking away at my cheek as if all of this were so highly amusing!

"I'm almost naked- !"

"Aye, but yer not," He let the fur covers go and turned to head back to the doorway, a wide grin on his face, "and Thorin sent me here himself. I won't tell ye again. Get up and meet me for breakfast."

With that final warning, he left me alone in the room so that I could get up and get dressed and head to the main dining hall where we would eat breakfast and he would, with no doubt in my mind, spring some sort of strange dwarven activity on me. I was hungry but the grogginess in my body still hadn't left me even with the whirl of activity seconds before.

I remembered what Dwalin said about where the brothers currently were and thought of a plan to buy myself some more time. By all means, it wouldn't stop Dwalin if he decided to come looking for me but at least coming back to the room, he would notice that I was missing. It would buy me some free minutes. I got up from the bed quickly, not even bothering with my clothes, and opened the door to the bedroom. My eyes scanned the hallway and what I could see of the main section of the guest hall and when I saw the coast was clear, I snuck over to the furthest door and quietly went in.

I made sure to quietly turn the handle so that the door clicked shut silently but when I turned around to face the bed, I froze in my spot. A sly grin spread on my cheeks as I took in the glorious sight of Kili sleeping there on the bed; by all means, I knew that he would be sleeping from what Dwalin told me but he failed to mention that the younger brunette dwarf would be completely naked and definitely a picture of perfection.

I took my time crossing the room, my eyes locked onto the decadent form of Kili lying there on his back, his limbs splayed and his hair a mess of tangles on his pillow. It was a strange sight to see Kili so naked just because I knew it wasn't his way to normally sleep but given his request the night before, I smirked at the idea of what the brothers must have been doing. He looked exhausted, not even snuggled down into the furs, barely holding onto his decency with the way very little actually covered him.

I had to climb up to get into the bed but even after I settled in next to Kili, he didn't wake, his even breathing a sure sign that he continued to sleep deeply. I didn't want to wake him but he just looked too delectable lying there, defenseless and without any knowledge at all about how much I wanted him. His face was relaxed, his lips subtly parted while they lightly blew a few strands of dark hair away from his mouth. I gently moved the hair aside and leaned down to kiss that stubble covered jaw.

I watched his breath hitch, his chest stutter unevenly, eyes flutter and his brow furrow; sure that he was waking up, I moved so that I could lie down next to him and press against his side to feel that warm skin through my shift. My movement combined with what already had started fully woke the dwarf next to me, a deep sigh coming from those parted lips before I felt his arm come up and rest on my shoulder.

His fingers tightened, squeezing slightly, "Fili, you've become so small."

His drowsy voice against my bottom was a welcomed sensation when I thought of how it had sounded the night before when he was drunk.

I chuckled and leaned over so that I could kiss his jaw again, happy when he turned his head towards me and accepted another kiss and another when I went for one. His head stayed turned, his eyes still shut and in the back of my mind, I was worried that if I tried to kiss him again as I did last night, he would move away again. Not wanting to give in to my worry though, I shifted upwards so that I could press my lips to his, a weight lifting from my chest when he allowed it and kissed back. My fingers delighted in the texture of his roughened cheek, the way the muscles of his neck flexed when I attempted to deepen the kiss, my tongue licking a line across his lips.

When he pulled away to rub at his face, I watched him and tried to see the emotions that Thorin and Fili seemed to be able to read so easily on my own features.

"Feel better this morning?"

"Yea, I suppose so." There was still something bothering Kili, that much I knew from the way his voice trailed along my bottom, "Definitely drank too much, I think."

I giggled at that because if there was one thing that I agreed with him about last night, it was definitely that he drank entirely too much. He seemed well enough though, his eyes blinking awake and sitting up so that he could stretch. He looked around the room, his eyes darting about as if in search of something, "Being honest with you, I don't even remember a lot of it. I didn't say anything weird, did I?"

I thought about the previous night and how he hadn't said anything weird but acted a bit strangely, "Nothing too weird."

"Good, where's Fili?"

Sometimes I was surprised by how quickly Kili could get up after he first woke, not one to lie about in bed and be lazy like his brother and I often were. Both of us loved to snuggle and linger in bed for hours even after we woke up, our duties or the necessity for meals the only things that pulled us away. The complete opposite, Kili never really lingered in the bed and made it a point to get up and move about as soon as he was physically wide awake. This morning was no different but now that I was alone with him, I wanted a moment to reaffirm the feelings I had for him and vice versa.

Kili was such a complicated fellow when I really thought about it, a fact which would make some of the other company members laugh because of the running joke about how simple minded Kili could be. Yes, Kili could be simple and reckless and almost damn near unendurable when he was sweaty and hot but when it came to his brother or his feelings, he was tight lipped and completely enigmatic.

The brothers were such an interesting pair because of the duality of their relationship and sometimes it was hard to see where I was in all that. It was simple to see where I was when they both acted the cheerful, happy go lucky brothers, who joked easily and pulled me along to get into trouble but on the other side of that were the two lovers.

The lover in Fili, I knew.

The lover in Kili?

I reached out for the dwarf before he could slide completely out of my grasp, "Wait."

He stopped and looked at me, curiosity shining in those eyes as he waited for me to say whatever I wanted to say; he saw that there was something on my mind, something that I wanted to ask him or show him but he didn't quite know what. He wasn't as good at reading people as Fili and Thorin were. "He's with Thorin... Do you think we could...?"

I trailed off, unable to really express the thought that I wanted to stay here with him and just enjoy his company with the possibility of more kissing or even the chance of us making love. Or, just, more cuddling. Cuddling was great too.

"We could...?" Kili repeated with a teasing smile on his face, his voice trying to coax the words from my mouth.

"You know; you, me, here... together?"

I tried to be coy about it, tried to play up a sense of cuteness so that Kili would be interested and by the look on his face, it seemed to work in my favor. The teasing expression on his face spread into a grin and he twisted on the bed so that he was on his knees, a look akin to a predator stalking his prey.

"Together?" He echoed, his voice a teasing grope as he crawled closer, "Well, let's see if we can't try," His hands grabbed onto my calves and pulled me down so that our hips collided, "and do something together then."

His lips met mine again in a messy kiss, his hips rocking down into mine as he pinned me to the bed with his hands. The roughness of his voice lingered in my mind and soaked the juncture between my thighs, my lips eagerly responding to his ravenous kisses that encouraged moans from my throat. He was rough, grinding our hips together and groaning into my mouth each time he covered my lips with his own.

We both seemed desperate for completion if our rallied pace was anything to go by, so when Kili pulled away to take a breath of air, I reached down between us so that I could grab his cock and guide it inside me...

My entire body tensed without wanting to, my eyes widening in surprise.

He wasn't hard. At all.

I realized that his body was tense as well, having known a second too late the path that my hand traveled. He didn't say anything as he leaned away from me, his eyes refusing to meet mine. They were darting back and forth, looking around the room for something but unable to find whatever it was again. He sighed, "I"m sorry... I guess I still don't feel right."

His voice trembled along my bottom strangely; normally I could associate such a sensation with him being nervous but the sensation was more pronounced and on the verge of feeling like nails along my skin. It was hard to discern if he were angry or nervous. With his explanation, I kind of wanted to think that this was what shame felt like...

Oh! Oh yes, of course! Shame! I was well aware from the stories that the hobbit wife circle told that this was sometimes an issue within the Shire, husbands not being able to become hard when they didn't feel well. It was a perfectly natural thing from what I'd heard and as I already knew that Kili was an amazing lover in the times when Fili was around, I was more than able to take that sort of excuse rather than anything else.

Kili's face was closed off, his eyes looking away from me still so he couldn't see when I smiled at him but his expression changed into one of surprise when I gently guided his face to look back at me, "Don't worry, it's okay."

I hoped that my simple words were enough to ease his mind and he seemed to understand that sentiment for a moment later, his eyes brightened and he smiled at me to soothe me. I was expecting it since it was the natural progression of how they eased my worries so I angled my forehead when Kili leaned over and kissed my forehead. "You're lovely Bilbo, really."

His mood was back to normal from the way the sensation smoothed over the curve of my flesh and I sighed contentedly when he laid down beside me, still at least wanting to be close. I was made to be at peace with his simple flattering and glanced over at the brunette, who laid on his back again looking at the ceiling of Beorn's house.

His eyes were focused on the ceiling and yet staring far off, his breathing steady. I was happy that Dwalin hadn't come barging in yet and closed my eyes after I rolled onto my side. I wanted to attempt to find some more sleep since I still felt a bit groggy (it must have been from the leaf, i thought) but after sharing such passionate kisses with Kili, I found that my body seemed to be on fire. I wanted to be touched and I wanted to feel the heat of another inside me.

I smiled at the thought and let myself drift off into those musings.

Minutes passed in silence between Kili and I, an unusual thing for him since he loved to talk. Out of nowhere, I felt his hand reach over to lift a honey colored tendril away from my face, "What is it about you do you think Fili likes best?"

I opened my eyes, surprised by the question and where it came from. His voice was once again doing that peculiar sensation that I couldn't quite place. I figured it for shame earlier but why would such an emotion come with that question?

I didn't know the answer to that and with his question looming, I found my thoughts taken up by that instead.

Such a thing was never really spoken about between the four of us when I thought about it. Thorin never asked me what I loved about his nephews nor had they ever asked what I liked about them or Thorin. We declared ourselves openly enough when the moment came or in private but... this was ... unusual.

I wanted to figure that this was Kili's impulsive curiosity as I looked into those brown eyes that gleamed at me expectantly, something that he decided to ask without really thinking about. I thought of all the things that Fili ever told to me and everything I ever noticed about him when we were together when he showed a more personal side to me.

From what my memories were able to say, I wasn't sure what particular thing Fili liked best about me. If I was going by what he paid most attention to, it was difficult to say. The way he acted, he behaved as if he liked everything about me.

"I don't even know... What do you think?"

"Oh, I don't know. Your eyes?" Kili replied, an easy smile on his face that I've seen hundreds of times before. His eyes went back to the ceiling, almost dismissing the question as easily as he asked it of me. Somehow, it didn't seem important to him anymore.

Since we were on the topic though...

"What do you like best about me?"

I observed the dwarf as he grew ruffled around the edges, no longer content to lie back on the bed and bask around so casually. He sat up quickly, rubbing his eyes, "I really don't know, Bilbo. It's a bit too early for this."

He went to the edge of the bed quickly, intent on standing and getting dressed and running away from the question and what I was asking of him. I didn't want him to go thinking that I nagged him or that I didn't care or that I was being intrusive. Kili and his emotions were a strange thing, something he kept hidden away where none could see them if they weren't his brother. I didn't want him to think he couldn't share them with me.

In all actuality, I wanted him to feel as if he could talk and love me as easily as he could his brother. I needed him to know that I wanted to understand him and his complexities, the emotion that must pull at him when concerning the love he possessed for his brother and the love he felt for me.

"Your generosity!"

I shot up from the bed, grabbing onto his arm and stopping him from leaving the bed side; he looked back at me, once again prevented from leaving. He looked confused by my words, not understanding why I would blurt such a thing but he at least gave me the chance to explain.

"It's what I like best about you: your generosity." When his eyebrows emoted his expression, it was easy to see the family resemblance between him and Thorin. Kili and Thorin were a lot alike, I was beginning to understand in more ways than I previously thought. The way they contained their true emotions was another point to be added.

"I can see the love and respect you have for Fili and Thorin and everyone else in the company; your humor and want to make everyone happy... I can only assume that it must wear on you but to put on that face everyday, especially around Fili... it's incredibly giving of you."

Kili turned to face me from where I sat on the bed, his gaze boring into mine with a dark emotion swirling in those depths. We were eye to eye given the height of the bed and him standing and the fact that we were finally in that same space felt so utterly strange. I watched as Kili smirked, a light chuckle coming from his lips in a huff before he ran his hand through his knotted hair.

"Do you want to know something funny?"

I nodded, watching as Kili came close and hugged me against his chest where I could hear how fast his heart was racing, "A long time ago, there was someone who used to be with Fili and I. She was great; fun, kind, adventurous... just like you." My eyebrows furrowed in confusion because I wasn't sure if I was supposed to like this story or not.

This was the first time I had ever heard of the brothers being with someone else other than me in anything more than just passing light; my first instincts were to be offended about this being brought up so casually without Fili present.

"No, no, don't be like that," He laughed and ran his fingers through my hair to ease my mind but with the way his voice still crawled over my skin in that peculiar manner, I found that I wasn't able to be pacified.

"She felt the same way about me too though... that was I generous."

"What happened?"

I was nervous of the answer even though I knew full well what happened considering that I was here with Kili and Fili as their lover.

"Oh, it went great for a while," He ran his fingers through my hair gently, his voice kind and faraway and his tone now lightly tracing along my skin. Finally I was able to relax with the tone something that I could recognize. "Then... it stopped being great."

"Why did it stop being great?"

"Oh, a lot of things, really. She was a human, became a bit too fat for my tastes, started being too needy, Fili started to screw up in the smithy more often, I started drinking more," He paused in his explanation, "She found out about us being brothers when it slipped out during sex," I looked up and saw that the expression on Kili's face indicated that it must have been quite a doozy for the girl when she heard that little slip of the tongue. In the world of the Big Folk, family members together in such a way was considered just as abhorrent as it was in the world of the dwarves.

"So yeah, just a lot of things."

"...and she didn't bother to give it a chance?"

Kili smiled with amusement and tapped the end of my nose with his finger, "No, in that regard she was not like you at all."

Once more he held me close against his chest, "What's so funny about all that though?"

"It's funny because you and her both called me generous and just before she left, she told me that I was the most selfish creature she ever knew."

Kili's words sat in my mind like a heavy stone and like a heavy stone that was thrown into a pond, the ripples of such a story made my mind whirl with questions about the specifics about everything that ever happened to them in the past. I pulled away so that I could look at Kili and in my eyes, I knew there was the reflection of sadness for where the brothers used to be and the sadness they must have faced while with others.

"Do you think I'm going to leave, Kili?"

His brown eyes gazed at me, emotions behind them that I couldn't understand because they bled together so quickly. His face looked pained for a moment before it softened and he smiled, "No, I don't think you are."

There was that strange sensation again...

I once again pushed away the thought of what that sensation could mean just because it wasn't the right time to approach the subject. I set my hand on Kili's chest so that I could feel that heartbeat of his that still pounded relentlessly underneath his skin.

"I wouldn't do it lightly. I love Thorin, I love Fili- " Kili nodded and sighed, "I know you do."

"I also love you." He stopped and looked at me as if he were mildly confused by my confession, "I know we haven't been able to spend as much time together as Thorin or Fili but I do love you. I wouldn't have any of you without the others."

Kili's eyes searched mine for the truth of my words and slowly his hands came to cup my cheeks. He was just about to say something when a pounding on the door shocked both Kili and I.

"LADDIE! Ye in there?!"

Kili expression looked startled and worried for Dwalin's voice didn't sound happy and it was definitely something I could confirm with the way it practically raked down my cheek.

"What the fuck?" The dwarf looked at me for explanation.

"Did I forget to mention that I was hiding from Dwalin? I thought I mentioned that."

"No!" Again, Dwalin pounded on the door, forcing Kili to look back at it, "You left out that detail!"

"Oh...yeah... So I'm hiding from Dwalin."

Before either Kili or I could do anything to try and make a plan of attack - or defense in this case – Dwalin burst into the room, eliciting a squawk of protest from the still very naked Kili. He went to try and placate the older dwarf as I went to make a break for the doorway by slipping off to the side but instead of letting himself be distracted by the younger brother, his eyes went straight for my figure.

"Oh no, ye don't!"

I squeaked in fright when it became obvious that I was completely trapped by the very bulky dwarf and a wall, practically hiding behind the bed as Kili kept trying to distract Dwalin.

"Just let me go and get dressed!"

"No! You had yer chance!" I tried to run past him but for as bulky as Dwalin was, he was agile for his size and just as I went for an opening, he swooped down, twisted on his foot and caught me by the waist. I yelped in protest and tried to break free from his grip while in the background, I knew I could hear Kili shouting, constant pinching on my bottom that turned into a slap at least twice.

"Oh! Come on! Put her down! That's unnecessary!"

"Get some clothes on, lad! I don't need that in my face!"

I was hoisted up and over his shoulder, my legs trapped by his broad forearm; I shouted to be put down as he turned out of the bedroom and headed down the hallway. Amid the shouts and laughter from Kili and the promise that he would see us at breakfast, Dwalin didn't bother to listen to any of my own pleas to allow me to get dressed, just continuing to carry me to the dining hall until we were crossing that threshold.

The other dwarves that were present laughed at the sight of my being manhandled and even Fili and Thorin, who were sitting just outside of the open door and cleaning their blades stopped to look at me in shock. Thorin instantly noticed that I was still only in my chemise shift and Fili looked about ready to jump up and haul me back off to the bedroom.

It was completely undignified the sound I made when Dwalin literally lifted me from his shoulder and forcibly sat me down all without my actual participation but once I was sitting there on the bench with a plate of food in front of me, I had to deal with the fact that I felt like a total child.

"I want my clothes!"

I refused to eat anything until I was in something that didn't make me feel as if I were practically naked in front of all the dwarves!

"I gave ye the chance. Now eat."

I didn't want to eat anymore if I was to be treated like a child while doing so! I was a proper Hobbit and I was more than old enough to stand as an equal with any of these dwarves! By Yavanna, I even saved Thorin's life! I deserved some form of respect!

I looked back for support from Thorin or Fili but upon seeing my eyes directed at him, Fili just looked at Thorin for guidance in this situation and I got my answer when Thorin's eyes went between Dwalin and I; after piecing together what he could since he was the one who even gave Dwalin the order to get me up while they were sparring and given that they were now long done, he just rolled his eyes and went back to cleaning his Orcrist.

My jaw dropped at the dismissal and I really couldn't deny that I now felt like a child more than ever!

I did the only thing I could really think to do in this situation: I pounded my fist on the table and ate.

I was starving, after all, and if Thorin didn't care that I was only in my undergarments then whatever! Piss on him too!