Chapter 4: Take it to the Limit
Kili
He'd been a little dazed when she'd asked him to take her to his place.
Maybe that was why he said yes.
The chemistry between them seemed palpable and he didn't remember any of the girls from his past making him feel the way she had. That or the fact that two little kisses from the girl had sent his head spinning in a way that made him feel like a silly kid again. It had been awhile since he'd enjoyed the company of a woman. He was feeling a little old lately to be picking up girls at bars – that's why tonight had been such an unexpected surprise. Work had been busy as hell, Thorin had been a crabby pain in the arse and the only thing he really wanted to pay attention to at the end of a long day was his bike. Well, and his dog.
Tauriel breezily brushed off the questions he'd asked after asking him to take her home. She only smiled at him when he'd asked 'Are you sure?' about four times and simply walked back to his bike. He tried not to gape at her as she picked up the helmet and snapped it on her head like she'd done it a thousand times. She raised one eyebrow at him as if to ask, 'Coming?' and he'd snapped to.
Sliding on his riding gloves, his teeth worried his lip as he swung his leg over the bike and watched her give him a slow, sexy smile that was somehow devilish and innocent at the same time. His cock twitched in his pants as he wondered what she would look like sprawled out on his bed, her legs around his shoulders with all that red hair fanned out on his pillow. Kili coughed, motioning for her to jump on.
Tauriel's eyes narrowed. "Is this not ok?"
He cleared his throat and kicked the stand up as he prepared to start the bike.
"No, no, uh…s'fine. If you want to go back to my place, then…that's where we'll go. You got a phone? Maybe text your friend…don't wan' her thinkin' I stole ye away," he coughed.
Her face warmed before she gave him a smirk and touched the patch on his leather cut that said 'Outlaw rider'.
"Not much of an outlaw…"
"What?"
She grinned. "Most outlaws don't ask the girl they're stealing away to text their friend to let them know where they're going."
"I'm out of practice, 'ave mercy on me," he grunted, shaking his head. He couldn't believe how nervous he suddenly was at the idea of her coming home with him. He silently did a catalog of his house, wincing when he realized the state it was in. Every inch of the small house he owned was a bachelor's paradise, but he couldn't remember if he'd picked up recently or not. Hopefully Tauriel was the kind of girl who would let that slide. If he would have guessed he'd have company that night he would have at least done all the dishes and cleaned his bathroom. At least his sheets were in order, having been washed just the day before. He silently praised his mother for instilling the urge in him to do laundry every few days before it piled into a mountainous heap on the laundry room floor.
Pulling her phone out of her pocket, she typed out a quick text and hit 'send' before giving him a playful smirk. "Done. Feel better?"
Kili nodded, suddenly unable to meet her eyes. It had all been fun and games at the bar and just now when they'd been kissing, but now that she was standing in front of him asking him to take her home….well, that was a little different. He'd barely met her two hours before. To him, the days when he met a girl and barely knew her first name before falling into bed with her were long gone. That and this girl wasn't the kind he normally got to take home. The idea of her in his bed had him more than a little jittery.
A hand on his shoulder made him jump slightly. He barely had time to think before Tauriel had leaned down to where he sat on the bike and pressed her lips against his as if to bring him back to the present and away from his worry. Her mouth was soft against his and he felt the familiar spark of electricity shoot through him. Damn. It felt like every single nerve ending on his body was jumping up and down, kicking his arse for not throwing her on the back of his bike and breaking every speed limit in town to get her back to his place. She sighed against his lips, opening her mouth to deepen the kiss. Slowly, her tongue slid across the threshold of his lips and flirted with his. Kili felt his pants start to grow tight and his heart start to pound. Oh yeah, he thought, this so needs to happen.
She pulled away.
"Are you trying to kill me?" he asked hoarsely.
He was answered with another coy smile that seemed to light up her entire face. His favorite thing about her was her eyes, he decided. The girl had a way of smiling and making her eyes sparkle like she was up to something.
"Maybe. But not before I have my way with you," she said in a tiny, lilting voice.
Kili felt his eyes bulge slightly as she laughed and climbed onto the back of his bike. He was pretty sure he believed her.
Kili's house was located outside of Mirkwood on a short, dead end road just off the highway. He'd been drawn to the little outdated ranch house when he'd first seen it; the rear of the house backed up to the woodlands and was far enough away from the main road to give him some privacy. He mainly just liked it because he could see anyone pulling up the driveway and it was far enough away that he didn't have to worry about how loud his bike was when he came home. It offered the right balance of nature and privacy while being a short drive from both work and most of the places he frequented. And most importantly – it was his. When he'd started seriously working for Thorin, his business savvy uncle had wasted no time pointing out that what Kili was blowing in rent every month could easily be building him some equity if he owned a house. Not wanting to commit to anything major, Kili had invested in the tiny fixer upper on the edge of town because it boasted a big yard, an outbuilding big enough to convert into a shop, and was small enough that cleaning and maintenance wasn't that bit of a bitch. He'd gone through it room by room, slowly flipping it and making repairs to suit his needs as a bachelor. The back deck had a built in grill, the basement had a full size bar, and the small but functional ranch-style floor plan was perfect for a single guy. The fact that it was built sixty years ago gave it charm but also gave him an excuse to learn to remodel.
Kili took the drive to his house a bit slower than usual. It was dark out and he had perhaps the most precious cargo on the back of his bike, so he didn't feel the need to rush. Well, and he was tad nervous. Tauriel must have been too, given the way she fidgeted behind him. He figured her causal flirting was a smooth cover for her own nerves, but it wasn't obvious until he felt her heart pounding against his back as he drove.
Don't be a pussy, he could hear his mates tell him. Just play it cool. It'd been forever since he'd had a woman under his roof and in his bed and he was out of practice to say the least. Not that he was worried the mechanics of it all had changed or anything, but he wasn't the same dumb kid he'd been back in the day. He felt a little like a wanker for wanting to get to know her before tossing her over his shoulder and ravaging her. It was obvious Tauriel was just out for a good time, so why shouldn't he be?
Before he knew it he was killing then engine in front of the small house he called home.
Tauriel slid off the bike and removed the helmet, placing it carefully on the back of the bike where she'd found it. He watched her expression closely, gauging her reaction.
"This is your place?"
He nodded proudly, swinging off the bike. There was an impatient woof from behind the front door, but she didn't seem to notice. Kili followed her up the front steps, grinning as she looked around in awe.
"Wow….this...this is all yours?"
"Yes," he chuckled, giving her a wink. "What did you expect? A smarmy brothel?"
"No," she laughed, shaking her head. "I expected an apartment. But this is your house?"
"Yes. Bought it four summers ago. My uncle talked me into it. Thought I was wasting money on rent," he said, digging in his pocket for the key. He produced it and slid it into the lock, turning it enough for the front door to swing open. "It's not much, but I've remodeled most of it. Had some help, but I mostly did it me 'self."
Tauriel followed him inside, jumping slightly as his dog pressed his nose into her hands. "Oh! You have a dog!"
He snickered. "That's Warg. Found him on the side of the road not long after I moved in. Think someone dumped 'im. He's a wee bit smelly…needin' a bath, that one. You don't have to pet 'im."
Tauriel lowered herself to her knees in the small foyer, ignoring his words to start running her hands through Warg's scruffy fur. The dog looked up at him with a smug expression as if he'd known what Kili had said. Not that he'd put it past the mutt – he was smarter than most people he knew.
"He's so sweet," she cooed, scratching behind his ears. Warg chuffed in approval and slid to the hardwood floor, expertly exposing his belly. Tauriel laughed, reaching down to scratch him. Kili just rolled his eyes and shrugged out of his leather cut, tossing it on the hook by the door. Walking into the kitchen, he flicked on the lights and started shoving dishes from the sink into the dishwasher.
"You want a beer?" he asked. "I don't 'ave much, but I do got some beers in 'ere," he called. He hoped his tone and practiced ease belied the way his heart was pounding. Tauriel walked quietly down the hall to the kitchen, her eyes scanning the open kitchen and dining area. Her eyes fell on the reclaimed wood table that was scattered with papers for work and bike manuals. Walking over to it, she ran her fingertips over the rough wood and admired it, her eyes darting up to his.
"I made it," he answered her silent question, ambling to her side. He handed her a cold beer and hoped it was something she would drink. Women were sometimes strange about what they would or wouldn't consume when it came to ale.
"You made this? Yourself?"
He nodded proudly, fighting the urge to brag. "Did most of this myself. Well, Fili helps me on the weekends with stuff I can't manage on. He's actually a bit handy for an accountant. I bought this place from an elderly couple looking to move to South a few years back. Got it for a deal, but it hadn't been updated much since the sixties. Had to practically gut the place and start over," he babbled, raking a slightly nervous hand through his hair. "And I'm rambling again. You have to stop me when I get rolling."
Tauriel sipped her beer and shrugged. Kili watched the way her lips wrapped around the bottle and had to swallow his lust back.
"I don't mind. I'm impressed. I'd rather hear someone boast about something they created with their own two hands than something they bought or didn't even do themselves. I've seen a lot of people take credit for the work of others. It seems easy to do I guess….so it's nice to hear you talk about doing this all on your own. With Fili's help, of course."
He wondered again what sort of background she'd come from; the comments about being around unsavory people, fighting with her father, having to read others….it didn't add up. Kili didn't want to pry, but even he had to admit he was a nosy hen at times.
"Did you make most of the furniture you have?"
"Ah, not all…the kitchen cabinets, the island…the table, bought the chairs second hand, me mum redid the seats….some of the tables and bookshelves, yeh. I started out easy, then worked my way up to more complicated things. It's just a hobby really. A bachelor has to have some way to pass the time, other than workin' on his bike."
"Impressive," she replied. Warg wondered over, his toenails tapping on the hardwood floor. He was a medium sized, wire haired, shaggy looking mutt that was a mixture of about ten different breeds as far as Kili could tell, but at least he was company. He barked when someone was at the door and was otherwise friendly to his guests. He wagged his tail and nosed Tauriel's hand that was down at her side, inviting her for another ear scratch. Kili swore the dog looked over at him and smirked at having stolen her affections.
"Scheming mutt," he muttered, taking a long sip of his drink. Tauriel glanced at him sideways, her cheeks growing slightly pink.
"Well, at least someone is paying me some attention around here," she replied, giving him another one of her shy smiles. Her cheeks went a little pink and she avoided his gaze for a moment before letting her eyes raise up to meet his.
If that was an invitation, he wasn't sure what was. "If he likes you, then I definitely like you," he said, inching closer to her. Tauriel's eyes seemed to darken as he leaned down slightly to give her a lingering kiss. The last thing he saw were her eyes as they fluttered shut and cut him off from his view of the emerald pools of heat. Something stirred in him as his own eyes slowly shut and he deepened the kiss. His hand brushed her shoulder, skimming down her arm to wrap around her middle. Tauriel's hands were instantly in his hair, her small fingers weaving easily into his unruly locks. She shivered against him as he let his tongue venture forth and give hers a teasing flick. The answering moan and the way her mouth slanted easily against his had his hands gripping her hips as he licked his way further into her mouth. Warg, stuck between them, finally gave up trying to glean any attention, and with a dissatisfied grunt went to flop on his bed in the corner of the kitchen.
Taking advantage of the newfound space, Kili backed her up against the kitchen cabinets as his blood began to surge within his body. It all happened to be surging to one area, but that was quite alright with him. Tauriel's body seemed to mold against his like it was made to be there and his cock took notice. Oh, did his cock take notice. Within seconds he was throbbing and filled with the familiar need. His hips had her pinned against the wood and the moment his groin met with her center she shifted her weight to one foot and wrapped the other around his leg. Her pelvis tilted against the cabinets and granted him better access. Oh fuck, he thought, it's been too long. This is going to last about five seconds….
Pulling away, he sucked in a deep breath of cleaning air but immediately regretted it. The space between them smelled like a heady mixture of her perfume and their pheromones and it almost made him bite through his lip.
"I'm sorry," he gasped, trying to catch his breath. Lifting his head, he softened his gaze when he realized she was clearly as worked up as he was. Cheeks bright, eyes wide and dilated, lips a little swollen from his kisses.
"It's really okay," she said, lowering her hands from his hair to wrap around his neck. He watched with open eyes as she leaned slowly forward, closing the distance between them again. She captured his bottom lip between hers, kissing and sucking it lightly. He wasn't ready for the light bite she gave him that made a bolt of need shoot straight back to his cock. Her hands were warm and steady as she touched his cheeks and kissed him again and again. Kili felt himself exhale through her kisses, his resolve to fight her wavering. He didn't want to feel like he'd talked her into something she would regret, but she was making it fucking difficult as all hell at the moment. One of her hands remained behind his neck, firmly holding him to her as the other slid down his cheek, across his stubbled jaw, and then to his neck. She pulled away a moment later, teasingly placing one last kiss on his top lip and leaning back against the cabinets.
Kili couldn't fight the grin and subsequent shivers that ran down his spine. Damn but he wanted this woman. He didn't care she was out of league and using him for a one night quickie. Something about her made him lose all resolve and he wanted to take this further.
"As much as I love admiring your cabinets…and being pressed up against them…I assume you have a bedroom as well?"
Kili paused, studying her face. Tauriel stared back at him with resolve, her green eyes unwavering and determined. She didn't seem too drunk to make a decision or drunk enough to make a bad one, so he licked his lips and eased away from her. Linking his hands with hers, he raised one eyebrow in a silent question.
"I'm sure," she nodded, squeezing his hands. Slowly, he leaned forward and pressed his mouth to hers in another searing kiss.
"Right this way," he mumbled against her mouth. That was all he needed to hear.
Sorry to cut this short! I will return soon with more smut, I sincerely promise! Thank you for reading and please review!
