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~:Elven Kat:~

We made camp at night after riding through rolling green hills and lush meadows. I sat with Fili and Kili by the fire, my back resting against Fili's legs. He toyed with my hair, running his fingers through the dark locks. I felt his hands move to the collar of my tunic and he bent forward, pressing his lips to my neck. No, he wasn't going to do this now, was he? Indeed he did, grabbing a bit of my unmarked flesh in his teeth, and began to suck. I gasped sharply, catching the attention of Kili, who smiled when he saw his brother's actions. My eyes closed and I moaned softly.

"Fili..." I whimpered.

"I think she likes that, brother," Kili whispered.

I could feel Fili's lips curve up into a smile against my neck. Both of us snapped our heads forward when we hear a bone-chilling shriek pierce the still air.

"What was that?" Bilbo asked, frightened.

"Orcs," Kili replied.

"Orcs?" Bilbo repeated.

"Throat-cutters," Fili said. "There are dozens of them out there. The lowlands are crawling with them."

"They strike in the wee small hours when everyone is asleep," Kili added. "Quick and quiet, no screams. Just lots of blood."

I glared at them as they turned to each other, laughing. The poor Hobbit was obviously terrified.

"You think that's funny?" Thorin asked from nearby as he stood. "You think a night raid by Orcs is a joke?"

"We didn't mean anything by it," Kili said, lowering his face in embarrassment.

"No you didn't. You know nothing of the world," Thorin growled, walking past them.

"Don't mind him," Balin said, the older Dwarf appearing beside them. "Thorin has more cause then most to hate Orcs."

As he launched into the tale of Azog the Defiler and his vow to destroy the line of Durin, I pushed back into Fili, causing him to open his legs and allowing me to rest my head on his muscled abdomen. It was here that I fell asleep, soothed by the low rumbling sound each time Fili took a breath and kept warm by the arms that were wrapped around me.

~:✿:~

It was raining heavily as our ponies plodded through the thick mud. I was soaked to the bone as I sat in Kili's grasp on our pony. Fili rode beside us, his hand resting on my leg.

"Gandalf, can't you do something about this deluge?" Dori asked.

"It is raining, master Dwarf, and it will continue to rain until the rain is done," came the reply. "If you wish to change the weather of the world you should find yourself another wizard."

"Are there any?" Bilbo asked.

"Any what?" Gandalf responded.

"Other wizards."

"There are five of us," Gandalf told him. "The greatest of our order is Saruman the White. And then there are the two blueses...you know I have quite forgotten their names."

"And who is the fifth?" Bilbo questioned again.

"That would be Radagast the Brown," Gandalf replied.

"Is he a great wizard? Or is he more like you?"

I winced at Bilbo's question. Poor Gandalf.

"I think he's a very great wizard," Gandalf said. "In his own way. He's a gentle soul who prefers the company of animals to others. He keeps a watchful eye over the vast forest lands to the east. And a good thing too for always evil will look to find a foothold in this world."

Bilbo let the conversation drop and silence fell among us. I could feel myself becoming antsy with boredom.

"Ali, stop squirming," Kili whispered.

"I can't help it," I whispered back. "Boredom has set in."

I slid off the pony, landing in the mud below. Perhaps I needed to walk. Though I walked on top of the mud because of my Elvish heritage, I still managed to be covered in it by the time the rain had stopped, much to the amusement of Fili and Kili.

"I haven't seen you this dirty since the time Fili tripped you down the hill," Kili said in between breaths as he laughed.

"Yes, and you had to face the wrath of Thorin who was very upset with the mud in his chambers," Fili added.

"It was not funny," I grumbled as the two brothers doubled over in more fits of laughter.

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We made camp beside the ruins of a farm house though Gandalf seemed very displeased with the location.

"Fili! Kili! Ali! Look after the ponies," Thorin called to us.

"And stay with them!" he added with a glare.

After we had finished unpacking the ponies, I made my way to the small river we were near, intent on washing off the mud that covered me. It was a warm evening with a soft breeze that tickled my naked flesh as I stripped off my clothes. The water was cool but refreshing as I sat in a shallow part of the river. I tilted my head back, wetting my hair and rinsing out the dirt and grime that had collected in it. The snapping of a twig made me sit up. I turned around slowly, ready to reach for my dagger. Instead, I was greeted by the sight of Fili and Kili, smiling at my state of undress.

"Shouldn't you be watching the ponies while I'm here?" I asked them as they approached, stripping off their tunics and breeches.

"The ponies are fine," Fili said, sitting behind me at the water's edge.

Leaning against a rock, he stretched his legs out on either side of me and pulled me to him. Kili wasted no time in falling to his knees before me, grabbing my hips and pulling my body up out of the water.

"Kili...not here..." I gasped as his tongue found my most sensitive area.

Kili did not stop. His tongue swirled over my nub, causing me to shake as waves of pleasure crashed through me. Fili held me tightly, kissing and biting the side of my neck.

"Fili...Kili..." I moaned.

Reaching up, I twisted my fingers into Fili's hair as I felt my release getting nearer. Kili kept up his assault with his tongue, looking up at me as he did so. When our eyes locked, I felt my release burst through me rendering me nothing more than a writhing, moaning mass of nerves. I could hear Fili breathing heavily in my ear. Kili let go of my hips, guiding them down gently. Before I could even think of returning the favor, both of them stood.

"We should check on the ponies," Kili said, smiling furiously and wiping my juices off his chin.

I could only nod, my body recovering from its intense orgasm. Fili helped me up before going to his clothes and putting them on. As I watched them dress, I could only think of how much I loved them equally. Could I marry both of them? Such a thing was unheard of. Perhaps I should ask Balin.

~:✿:~

I returned to our campsite to find food. I met Biblo partway as he was struggling to balance three bowls of stew.

"Bofur asked me to bring these to you," he said, almost dropping one.

I relieved him of one bowl, holding the steaming object tightly in my hands. Together we headed towards the ponies.

"So...you and the brothers..." Bilbo said nervously.

"Yes?" I asked with a smile on my face.

"Are you..."

"Come on Bilbo! Spit it out!"

"Are you intimate?" Bilbo asked finally.

I couldn't help but laugh.

"My dear Hobbit. Whatever could give you that idea?"

"Well I...I can tell...whenever you look at each other...you love each other," he stammered.

"Yes. I love them both very much," I responded, nodding.

Poor Bilbo looked so uncomfortable. I grabbed his shoulder with one hand and squeezed it gently. The Hobbit looked up at me and I smiled. We found Fili and Kili staring at the ponies intently.

"What's the matter?" Bilbo asked them.

"We're supposed to be looking after the ponies," Kili said.

"Only we've run into a slight problem," Fili continued.

"We had sixteen."

"And now there's...fourteen."