Chapter 8: Nothing Like the First Time
Kili
"I want to stay."
Those four simple words were enough to make him harden almost instantly. That and the way she propped herself up on one hand and slowly reached up with the other to untie her hair. The red glow of his beer sign made her already vibrant hair look positively bewitching as she pulled the fastener out and let the waves flow over her shoulder. In that moment, he wasn't sure he'd ever seen anything so beautiful and utterly enchanting as Tauriel.
"Have I told you yet that you're the most beautiful thing I've ever laid eyes on?"
She smirked. "I'm already in your bed. Don't lie to me, biker boy."
Her voice was gentle and lilting, but he picked up the undertone that she clearly didn't buy any bullshit. Even if what he was telling her wasn't bullshit.
He laughed, reaching up to stroke the waves of red as they fell in front of her shoulder and over her breasts.
"I wouldn't lie," he murmured, twisting a few of the locks around his fingers. Gently, he fisted it into a rope and used it to lightly pull her towards his mouth. Tauriel got the hint and lowered herself on top of him on the bed, covering his body with hers. He gave a little moan of surprise as she took his hands and placed them on her sides, urging him to touch her. Kili obliged, lightly running his hands down her sides and over the small but shapely globes of her ass. Cupping her bottom, he moved her body, urging it to grind against his lap. Her warm center moved against his underwear and he thought his heart was going to pound out of his chest for a moment.
"Fuck," he muttered, shaking his head.
Tauriel giggled softly in response at his vulgar use of words. Her head had fallen forward to his chest, where she was placing small kisses that were growing bolder and wetter as the seconds ticked by. The feeling of her warm tongue against the sensitive skin of his neck and clavicle was exquisite. Whatever part of his dick wasn't as hard as a rock before she started moving over him, mimicking the movements of riding him, it was sure as fuck hard now. The taste of blood on his tongue made him realize he'd been about to bite clean through his lip.
If he'd ever been this turned on before, he certainly didn't remember it.
"As much I'm enjoyin' this," he panted, his fingers digging into the flesh of her hips, "I need to lose my drawers before I burst right out of em'."
Tauriel paused on top of him, a tiny surprised 'oh' coming from her mouth. She moved enough so that he could slide his boxer briefs down and kick them to the end of the bed. His dick seemed to sigh in relief as he pulled her back onto his lap. He saw her glance downwards in the dim light, and he felt like he was seventeen again and hoping his dick measured up to whatever she'd hoped for. From what he'd been able to gather, he was on the larger end of the medium sized as far as cocks went, and he'd never had any complaints before that night, so he wasn't sure why he was so nervous. Goodness knows he was more than willing to make up for whatever his dick was lacking with his hands and mouth.
Tauriel didn't seem troubled. She settled back into his lap, her skin touching his in an intimate prelude of what was to come. The slickness between her legs touched his cock, and he used it to his advantage by rubbing his shaft between her folds with a few provocative thrusts of his hips.
Fuck, this woman is going to kill me, he realized. The warmth emanating from her core was maddening and he wanted to explore her again. He bumped his hand down between them and was relieved to find her still warm, wet, and wanting. Another gasp was heard as the pads of his fingers found what they were looking for and began rubbing and massaging her once again. Tauriel straightened on top of him, her weight on his thighs welcoming. It'd been awhile for him and the feeling of a woman on top of him, moaning and sighing, surrounding her with a pretty scent was something he'd missed. Maybe he'd been busy, maybe he'd been lazy, but he really just hadn't been looking lately. Maybe it's because fate knew this one was coming my way, he thought with a smile.
Tauriel moaned again, her mouth falling open as she met his gaze. He grinned up at her and she fought a laugh but ended up giggling slightly anyway.
"Something, ah! ….funny?"
"Nothing funny," he assured her, stroking her again. She closed her eyes bit her lip as another pleasured sigh fell from her lips. "Just enjoying watching you."
"I might need you to do more than just…oh" she suddenly moaned, "…more than just watch me," she whispered, opening her eyes to look down at him.
Kili curled his fingers within her walls and added his thumb to her already swollen nub. He circled it, increasing his pressure with each go-round. "Not just yet."
"This should…be more….ah…about you too. Not just me," she argued.
He smirked. "I'm not complaining. Besides…" he paused to oh-so-gently scrape his thumbnail against her clit, "Watching me touch you like this while ye ride me is holding me over juuuust fine."
They shared a look that was half anticipatory and half lustful as he made her gasp again. Her fingers wound in his chest hair as he pushed her further and further towards her release, lightly pulling as she grasped at him.
"Sorry…" she loosened her grip, her eyes cracking open.
He shook his head against the pillow. "I told you, do what you want. You won't hurt me."
She exhaled on top of him, licking her lips. "I'm so close…."
He waited until she was falling apart against his hand and gave himself only a moment to revel in it before he reached over to the nightstand. He fumbled for a moment with his free hand, searching out a condom he knew had to be in there before finally locating it. I'll need to restock, he thought. I'll get an industrial sized box and just park it next to the bed for easy access. If she came back, he thought, instantly sobering. What if this really was just a one night thing? He knew there was a good chance she could wake up in the morning and have come to her senses, unwilling to even glance in his direction a second time.
Her eyes met his as he touched her, urging her toward another release with each beckoning motion against her walls. The gaze they shared became electric to the point where he couldn't look away; her eyes became hooded and eventually fell closed as she let out a very pleased whimper.
Kili's eyes moved up her naked torso as she moved and writhed slightly on his lap, his first two fingers buried inside of her to the knuckle. Strands of her hair were falling down in front of her, combing across one of her breasts as she hovered over his legs and let him pleasure her. A pang of longing and arousal shot through him, hardening his dick even more as he watched her move, finally letting go. It was almost magical to watch her stop worrying and let her instincts take over and let her body enjoy what he could do to it. This couldn't be just a one off for them – not when he could practically feel the energy and attraction surging between them and practically radiating through his bones every time their eyes met. It can't be.
Her quiet gasp brought him out of his thoughts and made him grip the condom package in his hand.
If you stop fucking around and make it worth her while, maybe it won't be, he thought. If her previous boyfriends had just given her mediocre romps in the hay before this, then Kili would make it his sworn duty to do far more than what had been done to her in the past. Tauriel was still fluttering around his fingers as he put the package in his teeth and ripped, his hand shaking with nerves and anticipation. Her passage was hot and wet against his fingers and he knew she was ready. Waiting until she was coming down from her second orgasm of the night, he gently turned her off his lap and onto her back. Reaching down, he rolled the condom on in record time and he had to result to nothing but sheer iron will to stop and pause.
Tauriel's eyes fluttered open beneath him, a giddy smile forming on her lips. Her legs fell open and he rested his all too ready and willing body between her thighs. The soft, wet heat of her against his shaft was possibly the most beckoning thing he'd ever experienced, but he had to be certain.
"You're sure?" he asked.
Her hand went up to his hair, brushing a few wavy curls from his eyes. "I would never regret this. Kili, please…"
Shaking his head, he dipped down and pressed a hot, searing kiss to her lips before grinning down at her. "You never have to ask, darlin'."
Their eyes met briefly, a moment of sheer eagerness seeming to strike them both as he paused at her entrance. He saw her nod again in his peripheral vision and he wasted no time joining his body to hers, finally. Tauriel sucked in a breath and he realized she was watching him insert himself into her. The act was suddenly ten times more intimate than it had been in the past with anyone else, and he couldn't quite put his finger on the reason why.
He wasn't about to worry about it right that second, either.
Just as he'd suspected, the heat and slickness of her body welcomed him and also threatened to make him climax almost instantly. Fuck. There was nothing, nothing like the first few thrusts inside a woman – that he knew. Many half-drunken sex talks and shared tales of bedroom conquests with his mates had confirmed that it wasn't just a feeling he himself coveted, but a universal fact that most men could agree on. The feeling of pushing his most prized body part into a warm, willing participant was a feeling he hoped he never got too used to. Hips surging forward, he pushed easily against her silken walls and didn't stop until he was completely buried in her body to the hilt. The warmth from her seemed to blaze against him, urging him forward and he fought himself not to just simply rut against her like his body craved.
Pushing his urges aside, he said another silent pep talk to himself to solidify the idea that this had to be good for her. He needed to hold back and give her the best he could possibly deliver if he had any hope of ever seeing her again. The thought had entered his mind that their first time together might not be everything he would have hoped; he was out of practice somewhat, and her experience sounded limited and well, shitty so far, so Kili didn't know what to expect. He did know, however, that he didn't think it could possibly feel this good. Her body seemed to know just how to move with his, taking his thrusts and squeezing his cock as if she never wanted it to end. He didn't either, really – ever. They hadn't even finished yet and he was already thinking of how to get a repeat of this perfect joining every damn day for the rest of his life.
Not only that, if things went further than just one night between them he wanted her to look back on this experience and only have good memories from it. Based on what she'd told him, she could use a few newer, nicer sexual experiences. And Kili was more than happy to give them to her.
Glancing down, he watched as Tauriel's face twisted into one of pleasure, her perfect mouth falling open and her eyes going shut. Letting out a shaky exhale, he leaned down on his elbows and let her hips cradle his weight. Her legs fell open even further before she gasped again as he twisted his hips slightly and tried to find her gspot again.
"Is that good?" he asked, wanting to be sure. He wasn't looking for an ego stroke; he was honestly curious what she wanted. It was obvious that talking during sex wasn't really her thing (or she was too shy to be demanding, at least) so he wanted to be sure she was enjoying herself. Another surge of his hips made her gasp.
Tauriel opened her eyes in the dim light, a smile spreading slowly over her lips. "Yes," she breathed, nodding vigorously. Raising her head, she began peppering kisses against his neck and chest, her lips faltering every time he made an upstroke with his cock.
"Tell me what you want," he breathed, his voice ragged, "Please…."
A laugh almost bubbled out of his chest as one of her long, lean legs wrapped itself around his hip, her heel digging into his ass. He felt her grip him with her foot every time he pushed forward, silently urging him forward and directing the pressure of his movements.
"Or show me, that works too," he chuckled with mirth. Tauriel's eyes opened again as she gave a little laugh, joining him in smiles. Her hands were shy at first, but he soon felt them roving up his back, over his shoulders and finally to cup his cheeks and pull him closer as he moved. Kili dropped his forehead to hers. Tauriel opened her mouth as if to speak, but nothing left her lips but another one of her breathy gasps that made him just thrust harder in response. Her feminine walls squeezed him as if to push him forward. He could feel the way her body was slowly starting to stop caring about being self-conscious and more about getting itself to the finish line. Her breathing increased, her shoulders relaxed, and her hips began to counter his movements to create more of the delicious friction that as slowly but steadily driving them both towards the edge.
She was enjoying it, he realized with delight.
"You feel so good," he murmured, dropping his nose into her hair that was fanned onto the pillow. Inhaling deeply, he tried to memorize the scent of it and hoped traces of it would stay on his pillow for a few days. Tauriel's scent was clean and flowery and completely unique to her; it surrounded him as they moved together in the red glow of the beer sign.
He felt his body start to throb as his climax threatened close. Squinching his eyes shut, he willed it away and continued to thrust, swivel, and drive his hips against hers. Leaning on his elbow, he stroked his free hand down her side, up her stomach, and over her breasts, pausing to gently massage and squeeze. She moaned softly, turning her head to his and claiming his mouth with hers. Licking her way into his mouth, Tauriel then slanted her mouth against his and seemed to beg for more. Kili ground his hips against hers as his pace increased in answer. Or was the right thing to do, he wondered? Some women couldn't climax from penetration that he knew (but again, he'd always liked a challenge). Some liked to be driven over the edge with hard, fast, unyielding thrusts and the sounds of skin slapping, while others preferred the slow, torturous build that could only come from an unhurried, grinding, friction-filled pace.
Kili slowed his hips, watching as Tauriel's face went from one of enjoyment to one of an undeniable burning. He ground himself against her, slowing his speed until Tauriel's leg gripped his hips and she seemed to subconsciously set the pace with the pressure of her heel digging into her ass. A low moan erupted from her chest and he felt her clench his cock deep within her walls.
That answers that, he thought with satisfaction. Leaning down, he captured the pert tip of one of her nipples in his mouth, swirling it in time with his hips. He earned himself another low moan as he gradually introduced teeth, gently biting her nipple enough to make her gasp. He would have worried that a little pain wasn't her thing until she wound one of her hands in his hair and held him against her for more. Kili only paused his ministrations to bite, suck, and lick his way to the other.
The sensation of her inner walls clenching him drew his attention back to how close she was getting. The slow grind of his hips against her was steadily pushing them both towards an ending that was sure to be nothing short of spectacular, but the way her body was reacting to what he was doing was almost more than he could handle at the given moment. All he could focus on in that moment was the welcoming heat of her pussy and the way their combined arousal had mixed into a heady scent that invaded his nostrils and made his entire body clench.
"Come for me again," he begged in her ear, his tongue tracing the edge of it. He felt her shudder in response. Needing no further encouragement, he rose up on one hand and used his free one to dip between their sweat-slicked bodies. He rubbed her gently at first, gauging her sensitivity before giving her the pressure she needed.
"Kili," she gasped, twisting her head into the pillow. Her hands clenched around his biceps and her body went beautifully rigid beneath him. Momentarily distracted by the sound of his name being uttered in the throes of Tauriel's breath, orgasmic moans, and his hips stuttered enough that she grunted in protest. One of her hands reached back and grabbed his ass, jerking him against her to give her what she needed. Kili could only gape as the red haired-goddess beneath him used his body to unravel once again. He followed a few seconds later, hurtling over the edge as he spilled himself inside of her. He was about to roll his weight off of her until a pair of surprisingly strong arms snaked up around his torso and held his sweat-slicked body against hers. Kili hugged her back with all he was worth, gasping into her hair as his body came back down from the onslaught of arousal that had overcome them. While he'd originally thought she was just a bored, slightly horny rich girl who was just looking to piss off her father, now he wasn't so sure. Tauriel clung to him tightly, her nose buried in the crook of his neck as her body continued to quake around his. Was it possible she was just lonely and as lost in life as he'd once been?
He wasn't sure how he would let her go.
Some pure smut finished with an 'aw' moment. We'll get back to some semblance of plot here soon, but for now I am just enjoying writing these two together. Kili is just an older, been there, done that biker boy with a carefree attitude and Tauriel is just mature for her age but lost, frustrated, and lonely due to the life her father has created for her. As I said, these two are so fun to write, Kili especially.
This is just for fun and is un-beta'd, so any mistakes are my own. Thank you for reading and please review!
