Chapter 5: Wild at Heart

Tauriel


"I'm sure."

Kili seemed to make up his mind quickly. He'd pressed her up against the cabinets one last time, claiming her mouth in a soft, promising kiss that made her quiver down to her toes. He pulled away from her, his eyes slowly drifting open.

"Right this way."

She took a chance at that point, partially because she was done dancing around the fact that he'd brought her to his house for just one reason, and partially because she didn't want to lose her nerve. Being with Kili was new and exhilarating (so far, anyway). If she wasted any more time and lost her nerve she knew she'd never forgive herself for being so cowardly. Everything about Kili so far pointed to the fact that this might be just what she needed: a night of guilt free passion with someone as carefree as she wanted to be. He was a perfect choice for what she wanted because he seemed young enough to have some fun, but also worldly enough to make it worth her while.

Her mind flashed to her father for whatever reason. If he had any idea she was off alone with a biker she'd just met, about to have a one night stand he'd lose his mind. She could picture the way his steely blue eyes would widen and seem to shake with rage when he'd been told something he didn't wish to hear. Not now, she thought. Don't let him ruin this for you.

All of her conquests from college had been guys she'd been friends with first. She'd barely known Kili for more than an hour before deciding she was going to go back to his house with him, but something told her she wouldn't regret it. It had seemed to work out for Sigrid, but she knew that wasn't a good enough reason, she did. But, she was just young enough to let it be. The nervous energy seemed to bounce between them as he led her down the hallway away from the kitchen. Willing her hand that was linked with his to stop trembling, she grinned to herself in the dim light and let her thumb coax it's way between their fingers to rub against his palm. Kili snorted, tossing her a cheeky grin over his shoulder.

He led her into a dark room, pausing only to turn on a small light on his nightstand that turned out to be a beer sign. The red neon light flickered on, casting a warm glow over the room. It somehow reminded her of something cheap yet sexy, and the grin Kili was giving her clearly said he knew it and didn't mind a bit. He didn't even try to hide his smile as he returned to her side, his hands easily resting on her hips. Tauriel wasting no time in pulling his mouth back to hers and pressing herself against his solid, muscular frame inch for inch. Kili chuckled, shaking his head.

"You're a naughty little thing at heart, aren't you?"

"Maybe," she said, mustering up her courage. Glancing over her shoulder, she noted the welded bed frame. It was anchored by four pieces of rough wood on each corner. Between the wooden pieces were an array of twisted steel pieces that were roughly welded together in a pleasing mixture of both curving slopes and sharp angles. It was an ornate mixture of both artistic and masculine make.

"Did you make this bed, too?"

"Yesh," he mumbled against her lips, kissing her again.

"It's lovely," she heard herself say. Where all this was coming from was beyond her. She'd never been so ballsy with a man before and now that she was there, she wasn't sure why. It felt marvelous to just say screw it and make no pretenses about why she was there in the first place. You're here to get laid because you need it, a voice in her head echoed. Badly. And this is just the guy to give it to you, she thought.

Kili leaned closer, running the tip of his nose down her cheek as his hands roamed up and down her sides. His thumbs hooked on the sides of her tank top, drawing it up and exposing the skin. While it was muggy outside, his house was cool and dry, making her skin stand up in goosebumps as the rough pads of his fingers ghosted up her sides and caught the edge of her bra. Tauriel's breath faltered, causing her to suck in a huge draught of air as she tried to calm her galloping heart. It felt as though her body was thrumming with desire, every nerve ending pulsating with need as his hands continued to roam over every surface. His mouth found hers once more, his lips a fiery reminder of what was to come. If he kisses like this, she thought, how good must he be at the other stuff? I can't wait to find out….

Pulling away, he fingered the edge of her top, his eyes flicking up to hers in a silent question. She gave him a nod, parting her lips just slightly. The shirt came flying off, fluttering to the floor somewhere behind him. Her bra was nothing special – she hadn't planned on going home with anyone, so the choice had been a plain white everyday bra. I need to go lingerie shopping for next time, she thought. Wait, next time? As in, next time with Kili? Her thoughts started buzzing rapidly as she realized she'd let her mind think of what their next time would be like and they hadn't even gotten past the first.

Kili's wandering hands brought her back to the present. The mixture of the rough callouses and whisper-light touches had goosebumps forming along her sides and up her arms as he touched her, his hands exploring in a way that left her almost trembling. He was thorough without being too handsy for her taste. She noticed he lingered on her back and arms and shoulders while skirting over her breasts. It left her wanting instead of feeling thoroughly groped. She chose to thank him by giving his bottom lip a seductive bite, suck, and then kiss.

Kili groaned in response, gasping into her mouth as he reacted to her. All it took was a gentle push from her fingertips to send him flopping down on the bed. Kili leaned back on his hands and looked up at her with a boyish grin that almost didn't look right in the red glow of the beer sign. How he could look so dark and dangerously broody one moment and then so laid back and puppy like the next was making her feel like she was slipping into bed with Jekyll and Hyde. It'll be a wild ride, she thought with a smirk.

Kili did that thing again where he brazenly appraised her, his dark eyes raking up and down her body, rising up to look at her with a crinkly eyed-smile before lowering to her breasts.

"It's nothing special," she said, motioning to the white bra, "I didn't realize-"

He shook his head, cutting her off. "Guys don't care about that. Least not ones with their head not up their arses. Most blokes aren't going to be picky about boobs," he chuckled.

"Oh, well," she shrugged, feeling slightly silly. "Should I take it off?"

"Nah," he shrugged, reaching out to pull her down on top of him. She straddled his hips as he leaned back on the bed, following his lead. "I'd much rather have a go at it, yeah?"

Tauriel wrinkled her nose and giggled. "What's with the way you talk sometimes?"

Kili slid his hands up her sides, skirting around to the back of her bra. He fiddled with it a moment, his fingers failing.

"What, the half arsed Irish brogue? Thorin took Fili and me to Dublin to visit his family during summers," he said, attempting to unclasp it again. Tauriel snickered from her place on top of him. He gave her a mock-hurt frown and went in for the third try. "Shite," he cursed, barking out a laugh. "Why, d'ya no find it sexy?"

"Entirely," she smiled.

Kili gave her a sheepish look. "Comes out when I'm drunk. Or in this case, extremely turned on," he said, flexing his hips up under her. She felt the evidence of his arousal between her legs, grinding at her through a few too many layers of clothing. "That and hanging 'round with Thorin's friends. Most of them came here from Dublin back in the eighties. Grew up with 'em. Fer fuck's sake, is this bloody thing locked?!"

Tauriel chuckled, reaching behind herself with one hand and easily flicking the clasp of her bra open. Tossing it to the side, she gave him a knowing smile. "One would think you'd be better at that."

"What are ye implying? Been more than a minute since I 'ad a girl in my bed," he argued, seeming to forget she was topless. His eyes flicked down to her naked breasts and his mouth fell open a little. "Certainly had'nt had a girl in my bed with breasts like yours," he growled, inching his hands up to cup her. Tauriel groaned quietly, dropping her head forward. Her hair spilled over her shoulder and onto his chest, making him hiss quietly though his teeth. As his hands cupped her, his thumbs started making teasing circles around her nipples, effectively drawing them into peaks. When she thought she could take no more of the delicious torture, he lightly scraped his thumbnail across them, making her jump in surprise pleasure.

She was too busy still reeling from the feeling of his hands on her when he rolled over, flipping her onto her back and silencing her with another set of dizzying kisses. She pulled at his shirt, awkwardly yanking it up and over his shoulders. Kili laughed again, pausing rise up on his knees to rip it off and fling it off to the side to join her shirt somewhere on the other side of the bed. Tauriel glanced up from her position on the bed, taking in his half-naked form. And what a glorious form it was. The planes of his body were long and lean, but the ripple of muscles beneath his slightly olive-tinged skin were evident as he kneeled before her. Her eyebrows rose slightly when she realized what part of him wasn't covered in dark, masculine hair was covered in tattoos. In fact he had more of both than any other man she'd been with intimately. One arm was inked all the way down to his elbow in an intricate half sleeve, while the opposite shoulder had some sort of tribal design that was an organized chaos of swirls and almost geometric designs. The display of his chest hair crept over his collar bone, down between his exquisitely formed pecs, and then flared over his solid, muscled middle.

"You like tattoos," she whispered in the dim light.

Kili raised an eyebrow. "You don't?"

Tauriel reached up, her fingers shyly touching his arm. Tracing them over the lines of ink on his shoulder, she followed the swirls of the tribal looking tattoo and briefly wondered if he would mind sharing their meaning with her. She'd never personally marked her skin with ink before, but somehow realized she'd want the meaning to be hers and hers alone. She ran her hand across his collar bone and down between the center of his sculpted pecs. Kili shuddered noticeably under her touch, his eyes raising up to meet hers as they shared a little smile.

"I never said that," she backpedaled, cocking her head to the side. "You have a lot."

"I'm a naughty me-self," he chuckled, shaking his head. Lowering his gaze, he watched her fingers as they trailed down between his pecs and onto the lightly defined muscles of his abdomen. "If it's bad for ye, I have to admit I've probably done it, Tauriel."

"Jealous," she muttered, tracing the liens of his muscled stomach. She looked up at him through hooded eyes. "I like the way that sounds."

"What? That I'm a scoundrel?" he chuckled, eyes glinting in the glow of the neon beer sign.

"No, the part where you said my name," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper. Lower and lower her hand dipped, following the treasure trail of hair down to the fastening on his dark, worn jeans.

He raked a hand through his hair to brush it back from his eyes before lowering himself and continuing his assault.

"It's a lovely name," he said, dragging his lips down her cheek and over her jaw. His tongue traced it lithely before dipping lower to the delicate skin of her neck. The air-conditioned room was almost chilly, causing the warm heat of his mouth against her skin to almost make her jump. "Lovely name for a lovely woman," he purred against her skin, his tongue snaking out to lick her between kisses. Tauriel gasped as he kissed the spot where her shoulder met her neck, lightly sucking a portion of skin hard enough to sting.

"Are you marking me?" she half moaned, half sniped.

"Told you I was naughty," he laughed against her skin. Tauriel caught herself laughing before lightly smacking his arm.

"Kili…" the name started as a scold, but ended in a sigh as he lowered himself full on top of her, grinding his body against hers in all the right places. The warm, solid weight of him was welcoming against the cool air of his bedroom, and she felt her legs part on their own accord.

"Smile if yer incredibly turned on," he teased lightly, nipping at her clavicle. She laughed audibly, turning her head to the side to watch as he went lower still, taking a nipple into his mouth. The laugh trembled in the quiet air, finishing from her lips in a quiet wail of approval. Her body shook half with pleasure and half with silent giggles as his stubbled chin tickled her tender flesh.

"Stop yer chortlin', I'm trynna make you come undone, woman!" he lowered his head, giving a playful growl against her breast. The sound and feel of the vibration made her laugh even louder that time. Kili rose up, capturing her mouth with his in another kiss that made her temporarily forget where she was. He broke with a chuckle, shaking his head. He rose up on his knees again, hovering over her torso as he leaned on one hand and used the other to grasp her hip.

"Ye won't be laughin' soon, that much I can tell ye," he sobered, rolling his hips and length against the already throbbing crotch of her pants. "Care to take these off?"

Tauriel suddenly struggled to find her voice. "I'd much rather you did that part."

Kili grinned, leaning up enough to flick the button on her pants open. Rising up off the bed, he grasped the sides of her green pants and gently pulled, tossing them behind him on the floor. He went for the button on his own pants and she felt her breath hitch as he let them fall to the floor to join hers. Her stomach clenched with nervousness as she waited to see what he would do next. The fact that she barely knew him made him unpredictable to her.

Reaching out, he picked up one of her feet and slowly slid his fingers all the way up her ankle, behind her knee, and all the way up to the inside of her thigh. The touch was lingering, feather light, and made her tremble. She bit her lip as his fingers came within a hair's reach of her sex before seeming to flitter away. She bit her lip and frowned before she could catch herself. Kili saw.

"Patience," he said, his voice low and suddenly gravelly. "You'll want to enjoy this."

Tauriel leaned up on her elbows. "Don't you want to enjoy it as well?" she asked, her fingers reaching out to toy with the waistband on his black boxer briefs. He skirted away, swiveling his hips just out of her reach. Even in the dim red light of the beer sign she could see his erection straining against the fabric.

Kili smirked, shaking his head. His wild, curly hair fell over his face like an unruly curtain as he resumed stroking her thighs. "Don't you worry 'bout me. I may be a dirty, tattooed, scoundrel of a biker, but I do have my manners," he cheeked, flashing her a sexy grin, "Ladies first."

Tauriel balked, watching as he climbed back onto the bed. Kili seemed to have his own agenda. Just go with it. Stop overthinking this. It's just sex. He's probably much better at it than you, she thought.

Before she could panic any more, Kili's hands were on her sides, urging her to move up on the bed. "Scoot up. To the headboard. Yeah, just like that."

Tauriel backed up against the small pile of pillows stacked against the headboard, leaning back with another anxious flutter in her stomach. A gasp bubbled in her throat as he hooked two fingers to each side of her cotton underwear and slid them down her thighs and calves. The light was dim, but she didn't miss the way his eyes lingered over her sex in an almost predatory, hungry way.

"Fuck, you're beautiful," he rasped, his tongue playing on his bottom lip. Her eyes flicked up to his face, but she felt her cheeks redden when she realized he wasn't especially looking at her face or her body, he was looking at juncture between her thighs.

Does he mean I'm beautiful….down there? She silently wondered. This was new – Kili obviously wasn't shy in the bedroom and had no qualms about talking, whereas most of the guys she'd been with in college had been just the opposite. Maybe she'd just had vanilla luck with sex so far, but usually once they were in the bedroom it was pretty straight to the point. Not that it was bad – she'd had her fair share of sweaty, orgasm inducing romps in bed before, but she supposed that was just the problem: it was all just pretty good. Now, from her position looking up at Kili as he knelt in front of her, his eyes wide and a permanent bad boy grin etched in his features….she had a feeling she was in for more than just okay. His hands were on her thighs, touching and rubbing as he nudged his way between her legs. Hovering over her, he leaned down and captured her lips in a soft kiss, so soft it left her wanting more.

He did it again – he kissed her slowly, his lips just whispering over hers enough to make her rise up off the pillows. Kili would chuckle silently, pulling away before she could deepen it. He did it three times. Her body began to wind itself up each time with anticipation before he would pull away. He continued his path down her jaw and down to her neck, feathering kisses every few inches down her chest. The feel of his hot breath against her cool skin was erotic enough, but paired with the occasional nip of his teeth, suction of his lips, or scrape of his stubble left her completely reeling. Her fingers twisted in his unmade sheets, gripping as Kili's mouth hovered over one of her taut nipples. She bit her lip waiting for the feeling of his mouth, opening her eyes enough to glance at him.

Kili's face looked up at her, his rakish, toothy grin practically glowing in the dim light. He looked rather pleased with himself and she realized then that he was teasing her. The man was driving her to her breaking point and then backing away, taunting her body until she felt like a coiled spring. She gulped in a breath of air, her pulse racing and heart pounding. Shit, she realized, she quite liked his ministrations, teasing as though they were.

He kept his gaze locked with hers as he crawled backwards down the bed, sliding between her legs without preamble. She jumped, but didn't get far – he'd already hooked his arms under her thighs and anchored her to the bed before she could protest.

Sensing her slightly trepidation, Kili paused. "Is this okay?"

She felt herself tremble slightly at the sight of him between her legs, his arms wrapped around her and his body sprawled over the edge of the bed. Glancing down, she watched as his thick, tattooed arms held her against the bed. Just the sight of his chiseled, dark face and unruly hair peeking up so close from between her legs was enough to make her wet. She watched his hips grind into the mattress as he waited for her answer; he had to be as turned on as she was by the look of it. He licked his lips but kept his eyes on hers as she warred with herself on how to answer. He was obviously planning to go down on her and by the looks of it, he was more than happy to do it, but that wasn't something Tauriel had a lot of experience with. It seemed like an awfully personal act to let someone put their mouth on her there, and she had only ever let one other boyfriend do it to her – and that was after several weeks of dating. To have someone do that….so soon? You were going to sleep with him. It's no different, she reminded herself.

"You d-don't have to," she finally stammered, sliding up the bed.

Kili frowned. "Have to?"

She nodded. "I still want to…do other things," she offered, "But you don't have to do that."

He looked ever more perplexed as he lifted himself up slightly to be more in line with her eyes. "Has anyone done it to you before?"

"Yes…"

"And was it good?"

"It was….nice."

He gave her another rakish grin. "I can make it more than nice. Does this make you uncomfortable, or…"

"N-no. But I'm saying you don't have to do it."

Kili shook his head and licked his lips. "I don't have to. I want to. Just…trust me. Can you do that?"

She nodded again, biting her lip. Kili paused a moment, giving her time to change her mind. When she nodded again, he lowered his gaze to her center and used one hand to slowly slid down her mound and gently spread her wide. Tauriel gasped quietly as the cold air hit her sensitive bundle of nerves. He didn't look up again.

"Now throw your legs over my shoulders, spread your legs, put yer hands in my hair…and enjoy it."

Tauriel didn't have time to argue before Kili's head dipped down between her legs and she let out a gasp of pleasure.


OH dear...Tauriel has decided to just roll with it and be naughty with Kili. Please excuse the upcoming smut, lol...but I'm not sorry. I love these two very much and I am just having a bit of fun with them. Hope you are enjoying reading it as much as I am enjoying writing it!