A/N: Merry Christmas everyone :) Love RP

They walked in silence, hands clasped, and she felt her breathing return to normal as her heart calmed, the gentle breeze of the mid-summer evening cooling her fevered skin. Kili gripped her hand tightly as she dug her room card out of her pocket and let them in.

They were greeted by a shrill yowl as Kili shut the door behind them. Reese pulled him across the room and switched on the dim lamp on the bare hotel room desk which illuminated the pale green eyes of her fat black cat. "Hi, sweetie," she cooed, stroking the cat, still holding Kili's hand tightly. "This is Silver," she said, glancing over her shoulder at him.

"Hi Silver," he murmured, bending the pet the black bowling ball that was now twining between their legs. Silver bucked her back up into his hand and meowed loudly again, followed by a loud rumbling purr that filled the room as Kili stroked her cheek.

"Typical," Reese muttered as she scooped Silver's food into a small dish below the desk.

"What?" Kili asked.

"Cats are so cliche. I bring home a guy, and she takes to him instantly. She hates Julie." Reese laughed as she scratched the base of the cat's tail. She glanced up at Kili. "Don't worry, she won't be a bother. She'll eat and go to sleep."

"Sounds like a baby," Kili said. Reese snorted as he pulled her to him.

"I wouldn't know," she said as his mouth found hers again. She sighed as his tongue probed her lips, begging entrance again. She brought her hands to his waist again and pushed his shirt up, sliding her flat palms along his ribs and shoulders as he lifted his arms. They broke the kiss so that she could pull the shirt over his head, letting it fall to the floor at their feet as his hair tumbled again around his shoulders.

"Oh you're amazing," she moaned as she gazed at his muscled chest in the warm light. Bringing her hands to his stomach, she rubbed them upwards over his chest. He dropped his head forewards to watch her hands, breathing heavily, his hips pressed into hers. She circled his nipple with her nail before dropping her mouth to capture it with her lips. His nipple pebbled as he moaned while she ran her tongue around it, feeling her own desire build at the contact.

Moving to the other nipple, she brought her hand to his jeans again. The button was still undone, and she slowly undid the fly, pushing the jeans over his thickly muscled hips.

"Holy shit!" she exclaimed as she looked down when his cock sprang free, before clasping her hand over her mouth.

He laughed and grimaced. "I know, sorry."

"Why are you apologizing? You're hung like a horse!" Sometimes at times like this she didn't always think through the things she said, or their timing.

He laughed. "I guess so, but it can be intimidating."

"Yes, it is, I have to agree." She breathed, gazing at his glorious erection, long, thick, standing proudly in a black nest of curls. "You read about these things, usually in cheap romance novels, but this is something I was completely unprepared for." She looked at him. "I don't think I can't fit all of you inside of me!"

He laughed and pulled her to him in a hug as he kicked his shoes off and jeans away. "You don't have to at all if you don't want."

"Of course I want to," she murmured, bringing her hand to him as she tucked her head below his chin. "I'm just a bit intimidated."

"I'll be gentle," he groaned as she wrapped her hand around him. She was relieved that her fingers could indeed make a full circle. It was mostly the length that was intimidating.

"Is this genetic too?" she asked, peaking up at him jokingly.

He shrugged, before laughing and nodding. "Seems to be. Maybe we're all conjured out of cheap romance novels." She laughed and sighed.

"Okay, I'm feeling less intimidated," she said, smiling as she dropped to her knees before him as he inhaled sharply, bringing his hands to her hair after a moment.

She settled on her knees and lightly dragged her nails along the skin of his inner thighs before reaching his scrotum area. Taking his sac in her hand she lightly and slowly massaged him before wrapping her hand again around the base of his cock. She leaned forward slowly to lick the slit that was weeping precum, savouring the salty flavour of the clear fluid. Kili groaned loudly as she then dragged her tongue down the thick ridge to the base of his cock before licking to the top again. She wrapped her lips around his head as he whimpered, and she closed her eyes, willing herself to savour the moment and to commit every second to memory.

"Don't make me come, please," he begged, unable to stop himself from thrusting his hips forward.

"I won't," she whispered as she released him from her mouth. He sighed with relief and brought his hand to her chin, drawing her up to him again. He stood before her, fully naked and erect. He brought his hands to her own shirt and drew it up over her head while she reached up and unclasped her bra.

"I could have done that," he said.

"Really?" she asked. "Do you want me to put it back on?"

"No," he growled as he cupped her large breasts in his thick hands. He hungrily brought his lips to them, moaning as he drew her nipple into his mouth. She quickly pushed her jeans over her hips, pulling her underwear with them. They tangled in her shoes and he caught her as she stumbled slightly.

"Sorry," she said as he caught her. "I'm a bit eager."

Grabbing a condom, he turned and settled on the corner of the bed while she straddled him. They shuffled as they tried to find a position that worked for her. Finally, she braced her knees on either side of his hips and supported herself with one hand on his knee and the other tangled around his neck. He circled her waist with his hands, holding her slightly above him. "Ready?" he asked. She bit her lip but nodded.

They both groaned as she slowly lowered herself onto him, feeling her stretch around him. He was too long for her, and she had to stop when his tip reached her cervix and pressed against it firmly. "Is that okay?" she gasped, feeling full and stretched, and he groaned in response, rocking his hips down slightly before thrusting up into her again. She gasped at the feeling, shutting her eyes tightly.

Bracing her hands on his shoulders she pushed herself up before sliding down again, matching the rhythm of his thrusts, pressing her chest to his, their skin sliding together. The feeling of being connected to him was beautiful, everything she had imagined it would be, and every time he withdrew from her, she felt empty, only to be followed by his filling her completely again. She concentrated on listening to the noises he made as she rested her cheek against his temple. His breath came in short gasps, matching hers, followed by a small moan every time he slid into her.

She felt her orgasm building inside of her, and was surprised when he stopped, stilling completely, before standing and withdrawing from her with the gasp, cradling her as he laid her back on the bed. Standing between her legs, he slid her to him, aligning their hips and thrusting into her again.

He stood at the end of the bed, his hands gripping her hips firmly. He slowly withdrew before snapping his hips forward again, his abdomen clenching as he did so. Reese felt every movement of him inside of her. She thrashed on the bed, turning her head to the side grasping her hair with her fist, needing to grip something to manage the overwhelming sensations that flew up her spine, making her catch her breath. She whimpered at he withdrew again, groaning as he again thrust into her quickly.

"Kili!" she gasped, bringing her hand down to grasp his, and moving up his arm in an attempt to pull him over her. She need to cling to something, felt lost and vacant despite his filling her. Her whole body responded to the feel of him inside of her, and she wanted to apply presure to all of her skin to help her manage the feeling that she was going to explode from the feel of each thrust rising up inside of her, sending aching tingles up her spine and across her shoulders and breasts. She gasped as she glanced up at him. His eyes were closed and his brow furrowed, his mouth slightly open as his hair danced around his face with each movement.

"Kili!" she gasped again. "I need..." She gripped his arms firmly, turning her hands to pull them forward as much as she could. His eyes flew open, and he finally understood and let her pull him over her as she wrapped her arms around him, pressing her breasts and stomach into him tightly while he continued to thrust into her, her hips jerking forward to meet his of their own accord as she arched her ribs up into his, pressing her aching breasts delightful against his hard chest.

She moaned as she began to lose awareness of the room around her, only aware of the feeling of his strong body pressed against her, of him moving inside of her, still withdrawing slowly and thrusting harshly again. She tangled her hand in his dark hair and buried her face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent deeply. She was not surprised when she came, muffling her wails in his skin as he continued to thrust into her, each movement more pleasurable than the last. She could feel herself clenching around him, and he groaned as he pushed harder to fill her, her muscles squeezing around him tightly.

"Don't stop!" she gasped as his hips staggered slightly.

"Don't worry, I won't," he growled, thrusting more frantically now. She was extremely sensitive from her orgasm, and each time he thrust into her she sobbed wildly into his neck, clinging to him as she wrapped her legs around his hips, driving him more deeply into her with her heels. She felt his body tense and knew he was about to come, burying his head in her shoulder as his orgasm took him, muffling his loud shout and following groans.

He thrust twice more before collapsing over her, his breathing matching her ragged gasps as he whimpered slightly. She shifted beneath him, rocking her hips up slightly to keep them joined together as long as possible, pressing her belly against his warmly. Eventually their breathing slowed as he grew soft inside of her, withdrawing before the condom slipped off. She whined in protest as he rose from the bed to dispose of the condom in the small garbage by the desk against the wall, before returning to the bed and urging her to crawl beneath her covers with him. She curled into him, and he pulled her to his side, his thick arm curling around her ribs and dangling over the sensitive skin at her waist.