Okay, guys. This is kind of a filler chapter, but stuff is definitely happening in the next chapter. Don't you worry.

As I've said before, smut is not my thing. I mean, I'm all for it, but I'm absolutely crap at writing it. I need you all to critique, if you have but a moment! Thanks.

Enjoy!


Chapter 23

Ready

Fili

The morning after their dinner party, Fili came downstairs to find Kili, Tauriel, Legolas and Bilbo all in the kitchen, chowing down on a simple breakfast of bacon and eggs. The blonde gave them all a friendly good morning before dishing some of the food up for himself, eyeing Kili the entire time.

The brunette had mumbled a quiet 'good morning,' but hadn't bothered to look up and make eye contact with Fili, instead choosing to glumly push his food around on his plate. It made the blonde's heart sink to his stomach, and he took a seat at the counter, right next to Kili, a frown playing at his brow line.

"Is something wrong?" he spoke, trying to be quiet enough that the other three wouldn't hear, though they were deep in conversation and didn't even glance over at the two.

Kili shook his head, still not daring to look at the older boy, but shoveled a few hurried forkfuls of food into his mouth, obviously trying to avoid answering.

"Is this about last night? Did I do something wrong?"

Still there was no answer.

Fili sighed and began eating his own food, still rambling on under his breath. "I knew we shouldn't have. You were drunk. We should've just gone to sleep, and now I've gone and messed things up."

The blonde paused in his rant when Kili reached over and laced his fingers with Fili's, on top of the counter.

Fili looked up to find Kili finally looking at him, his expression nothing but concerned. He couldn't lie; he was afraid that he'd ruined something between them - that Kili was mad - but the younger boy honestly didn't look that way. Fili was unable to read the expression on Kili's face, and that was even scarier to him.

"You did nothing wrong," Kili whispered back, his eyes sad. "It's nothing to worry about. Really."

"Then what has you upset? You can tell me anything, Kili."

"I really can't."

"Kee, please?"

They had obviously raised their voices, for Bilbo cleared his throat, causing the two of them to turn their attention to him, cheeks burning slightly.

"Fili, let Kili eat in peace. I won't have any negative energies in my kitchen."

Fili dropped his head and began obediently eating his food, still worried about why Kili seemed so upset. Tauriel and Legolas had also grown quiet, clearly uncomfortable with the suddenly tense atmosphere, and the blonde kind of wished he'd just stayed in bed.


Kili continued to act strangely for a few days after that, but everything eventually returned to normal, and now, a month later, Fili could honestly say that their relationship was thriving. He had a suspicion that Kili wasn't telling him something, but he let it go, not wanting to argue with him any longer. They were getting along well, and that was all that truly mattered.

Fili currently found himself digging through his closet, in search of something to wear. He and Kili were going out to have dinner, and it was the first real date they'd had in quite some time, having been too busy with work. Plus, Fili had gone for two entire weeks now, without a single drink, and the two of them thought it was something to celebrate.

However, Fili also had another motive.

Physically, he and Kili had grown much closer, and far more comfortable, over the past few weeks. They still hadn't gone 'all the way,' and though the blonde had brought it up several times, the brunette seemed to be in no hurry, and that was fine with Fili, except for the fact that he was the reason for Kili's hesitancy.

Kili's response was always the same. "I don't want to pressure you into anything. We'll wait until your ready."

To be honest, Fili never knew exactly how to reply to that, so he usually just kept quiet. He appreciated that Kili was willing to wait until he was comfortable enough, but he was a grown man. He wouldn't ever let Kili pressure him into doing something, no matter how much he loved him. Of course he knew that the younger boy was just looking out for him, since Fili could be a bit fragile at times, but that still didn't mean he didn't want to speak for himself.

Tonight, he felt, was the right time. He'd spent the past few days pondering over exactly how he felt, and he'd decided that he was ready, and this night was his perfect opportunity to seduce the brunette into finally giving in.

But first, he had to find the perfect thing to wear for dinner.

He tried on various shirts, sweaters, pants and shorts, none of them seeming to work just right. After about fifteen minutes of nonsense, he officially felt like a preening girl, and had to bring his focus back, reminding himself that this was just Kili; he'd still love him, even if he showed up in a tutu and Mickey Mouse ears, not that he would ever do such a thing.

Eventually Fili collapsed on his bed, dressed in his underwear and a plain white tee shirt, face covered with his hands in frustration. It was then that he heard a tepid knock on the door, shortly before Bilbo slipped inside the room, closing the door behind him.

"Bilbo," Fili blushed, removing his hands from his face to look at his father. "I could've been naked."

Bilbo waved a dismissive hand, snorting at the idea. "As if I haven't seen you naked before. I did raise you."

Fili shrugged, figuring that the older man had a point. "Did you need something?"

"I just wanted to see how you were doing in here. Kili has been downstairs bugging us for ages. What's taking so long?"

"Getting dressed."

Bilbo made a face at the blonde and walked over to his closet, inspecting the selection he had to choose from. "Well, you can't go like that."

"No shit," Fili groaned, covering his face again. He wished he could be more carefree, but he was terribly self-conscious, and the whole 'seducing Kili' thing wasn't doing anything for his nerves. He was so virginal that it hurt.

The short man clucked his tongue at his son and went about digging through the closet, searching for the most appropriate dinner attire he could find. Eventually he pulled out Fili's usual khakis, a dark brown tee shirt, and his leather jacket.

"Wear this," he said, holding the outfit up for the blonde to see.

Fili sighed and stood from the bed. He reached out and took the clothes out of Bilbo's hands, inspecting them. "Why this?" he asked.

"Because the browns set off the color of your hair nicely, and it's not too dressy, but it also won't look sloppy."

"And the jacket?" Fili questioned, pulling the pants on and trading his white shirt for the brown one.

"Because it'll make you look sexy," Bilbo replied, wagging his eyebrows suggestively at the younger boy.

"Oh my god, Bilbo!" he laughed, scandalized. "It's as if you're trying to pimp me out… to you're own nephew, no less! That can't be right."

The frown that Bilbo gave him was playful. "You're a young man. Don't try to pretend like you're innocent, because I will never believe it. I'm just trying to help you out."

"And I appreciate it," he said, shrugging on the jacket before pulling his father in for a tight hug. "You're the best. Truly."

"Don't be silly," Bilbo responded, somewhat choked up. "Now, you get your skinny butt downstairs, and go have dinner with that boy. I don't think Thorin will be able to handle another minute of listening to him go on and on about how much he loves lattes. I'm afraid it's become somewhat of a problem."

Fili chuckled and nodded, before hurrying downstairs, a giant smile plastered to his face.

Kili

As soon as Kili caught sight of the blonde hurrying down the stairs, he felt as though all the air in his lungs had escaped him.

The clothes he was wearing were simple, but looked perfect on him, and the leather jacket gave him a sex appeal that hadn't been there previously, and it nearly had the brunette drooling. He'd also pulled the very top section of his hair back, and he had two braids on either side of his head, which, alongside his beard, gave him a sort of hot viking look.

"Ready?" Fili asked brightly, pulling Kili away from his own thoughts.

He swallowed thickly before answering. "Yeah."

The two said goodbye to Thorin and then left for dinner. They had decided on a nice Italian restaurant, since neither of them had ever eaten there, and they both liked Italian. Kili would've honestly eaten anywhere, as long as it was with his favorite blonde.

The drive to the restaurant was quite, although not uncomfortable, and Kili didn't really say a word until they had sat down and begun looking over their menus.

"You look really good, Fili."

The blonde looked up, ocean eyes shining, and his cheeks dimpled, making Kili think that he might die on the spot.

"Thanks. You look really good too."

Kili hadn't spent much time on his look, and was dressed pretty normally, with a dark blue tank top, black skinny jeans and his nicest pair of converse. He'd honestly had no idea what to wear, but as usual, didn't worry too much about it.

The two bantered quietly, back and forth, until their waiter came and took their order. To Kili it felt like when they had first met each other, when they would throw cheeky or flirtatious comments at each other. Everything had been so lighthearted back then, and tonight felt that same way, which made Kili grin from ear to ear.

By the time their food arrived, the two of them had returned to their comfortable silence, and the brunette couldn't help but notice that Fili kept looking up at him, an unreadable expression on his face. He seemed a bit nervous, but not at all upset, and when Kili raised a questioning eyebrow, the older boy only smiled and continued eating his pasta.

After a few minutes of this, Kili couldn't pretend like he didn't care anymore.

"Why do you keep looking at me like that?"

Fili stopped, mid-chew, and gave the brunette big, innocent blue eyes, but Kili wasn't fooled.

"C'mon, Fee," he grinned, leaning across the table, his face only inches from Fili's, "I know you're keeping something from me."

Fili resolutely shook his head, his eyebrows arching up in mock confusion, but Kili didn't miss the mischievous look in his eyes.

"Fili…" his voice was a playful warning.

The older boy sighed and swallowed his food, giving Kili a sheepish look, before answering, "Maybe I just like looking at you?"

Kili felt as though all of the blood in his body had rushed to his face, and he quickly looked down at his lap, trying to hide his embarrassment. He wasn't sure why, but the comment left his entire body buzzing with life and warmed a deep place inside of him. Having grown up in an orphanage, he'd never had a relationship with someone who was so genuinely caring and loving. Sure, he'd been treated well, but he'd never truly felt cared about. Of course Ori had cared about him, and he'd definitely loved Ori to death, but their relationship was platonic, which made it so much different. Fili had been the first one to give Kili that true sense of love and family, and for that he'd always have a special place inside Kili's heart.

"Don't be embarrassed," Fili spoke softly, reaching a hand to tip Kili's chin up so that the brunette would meet those painfully blue eyes.

"I just can't believe I get to have you."

"Well, you'd better believe it," Fili laughed and moved his hand to cup Kili's cheek, warmth radiating between the two of them. "You mean more than the world to me, and I love you more than I could ever tell you."

Kili lifted a hand to lace his fingers with Fili's, and he couldn't help the roll of his eyes that he gave. "Are you trying to woo me, Fili?"

"Never," Fili scoffed, trying not to smile, but failing miserable. "I'd never do such a thing. Now, just eat your food."

"Why the hurry?" Kili asked, pulling back from Fili's hand and picking up his fork, resuming his eating. "Did you have something planned for us after this?"

"Potentially. But you won't know what it is until you finish your food."

"Okay, mother."

The two finished eating, only chatting about a few things here and there, and before Kili knew it, they were paying their waiter and leaving the restaurant, hand in hand. Dinner had come and gone, far too quickly for his liking, but he was interested to see what Fili had in store for them. Maybe it was another movie?

Kili did not, however, expect their next location to be home. Honestly, it had been the last place he thought Fili would want to go, seeing as the night was still fairly young, but on the bright side, it appeared that nobody else was home. Thorin and Bilbo hadn't mentioned anything about going out, but the Fiat was gone, and all the lights in the house were off, so they'd obviously gone somewhere. Kili wasn't complaining.

"What are these plans of yours?" he questioned as Fili drug him inside, his eyes shining with excitement.

Instead of answering, the blonde just laughed happily and proceeded to pull Kili upstairs, his pace seeming to increase with every step up the soft, carpeted staircase, the sound of their feet muffled. They were by no means quiet, though, and Kili thanked whoever was listening, once again, for the fact that they were the only ones home.

Once they reached the bedroom and were inside, Fili paused just inside the door, acting as though something was amiss. Kili was about to ask what was wrong when he spoke.

"Oh, um, Kili?" he said, turning to look at the brunette with a slight flush in his cheeks. "My pajamas are still in the dryer, downstairs in the laundry room. Could you go grab them for me?"

"I guess," Kili replied with a slight frown. He was confused as to why Fili couldn't just go get them himself but didn't question it and immediately turned to leave and do his bidding.

"And one more thing," the blonde added, right before he was out the door. "You should take care of your nightly bathroom routine on your way back. I'm going to do mine right after you get back."

"There's another bathroom."

"I know," he shrugged, a small smile playing at his lips. "But we both like that one, and all of our stuff is in there. Change into your pajamas too, while you're at it."
Kili seriously thought that Fili had gone crazy. His behavior was like he'd never seen it before, and he couldn't quite place what was awry, but something most definitely was. Instead of arguing with him, however, he turned once more and continued on his way, muttering under his breath.

After all, they had planned on having a date night. Kili thought they would go have dinner, maybe see a movie or do some other activity, come home, curl up in bed, maybe have a tiny bit of fun between the sheets, and then sleep. He hadn't thought they would just have dinner and then come home and go right to bed. It was even earlier than they normally would, and neither of them had work the next day, hence the date night. But Kili just shook his head and went along with it.

After retrieving Fili's flannel pants from the laundry room, he went back upstairs and into their bathroom. He'd left his own pajama pants and tee shirt lying on the bathroom floor, and decided to just put them back on, since he'd only worn them for one night, and they really weren't dirty. Then he peed, brushed his teeth, and swept his hair back into a very messy bun. He liked to sleep with it that way once it started warming up, because it only caused him to be more hot and often ended up sweating all over his face and neck. It was pretty unpleasant.

Satisfied, he made his way back down the hallway to their bedroom and now found the door shut. He knew Fili had a complex about changing in front of the brunette, but he didn't even have his pajama bottoms, since Kili had them, and he wondered why he'd decided to shut the door. Then again, perhaps he was just over thinking things, due to Fili's strange mood.

Nothing at all could have prepared him for what he found when he finally opened the door and stepped inside the room. Mouth hanging open, he shut the door behind him and leaned against it, still clutching Fili's pants in a white-knuckled fist, and he worked to get his breath back.

There, laid out on the bed, was Fili, clad in nothing but his own skin. He could tell that the older boy was embarrassed, but he also looked determined and surprisingly confident. There were candles everywhere; on the nightstand, the headboard, the dresser, even the floor, and the lights were shut off. Under the glow of the candles, Fili's hair looked more golden than ever, fanned out across a pillow. His face was tainted pink under Kili's hungry gaze, but the rest of his body glowed the same as his hair, an endless expanse of soft, golden skin. The sight was remarkable.

Fili

As Fili watched Kili exit the room, he held his breath for about ten seconds and then burst into action.

He dug through the closet for a stash of candles he'd bought, and even though he knew it to be cliche, he set them about the room and lit them, creating a dim glow that burst to life when he flicked off the lights. Shadows were thrown against the walls, and the candlelight gave his room an even earthier look than it already had, giving the atmosphere a dark and sensual feel.

Fili quickly continued by shedding all of his clothing and tossing it into his closet before shutting the door, the thought of what he was about to do warming his skin. He felt like he'd gone crazy! Before Kili, he never would've had the idea to do something so bold, but the younger boy brought it out of him. For Kili, he could do anything, and right now all he wanted was to finally cross that most intimate boundary; to be the closest to him that he could possibly be.

He was so glad he'd had the foresight to text Bilbo while they'd been eating and ask him if he and Thorin would mind staying somewhere else for the night. He didn't know what they were actually doing, or where they were, but quite frankly, he didn't want to know. He had an inkling that it would spoil his mood. As long as they weren't home, that was all that mattered.

Fili smiled softly to himself and avoided looking in his mirror, knowing that if he caught a glimpse of himself, he'd have to put clothes on. He was glad the air was so warm, and he was really quite comfortable as he lay down on the bed, resting his head against a pillow and maneuvering into a position that was comfortable and wouldn't look too forced, but was also flattering. He ended up just lying on his back, one knee bent and his hands resting on his belly. If Kili took too long, he feared that he might actually fall asleep, which would be horrifically embarrassing.

A few moments later the doorknob turned and Fili braced himself for what was about to come.

For a long time neither of them said anything, and Fili stared at the younger boy, who leaned up against the bedroom door, with Fili's pants in hand, his mouth hanging wide open. The expanding darkness in the brunette's eyes was obvious, and Fili couldn't help but be slightly pleased with himself, glad that he could so easily have Kili lusting over him, unashamedly ogling the blonde.

"Fili?"

Fili lifted a brow, as if to say 'what?' and that set the other boy into motion.

He pushed off the door and dropped the flannel pants on the ground, before crawling onto the bed, careful not to touch the blonde, but leaning so closely over him that Fili could feel the warmth radiating from the brunette, whose eyes were round as saucers.

Fili could smell the musk rolling off of Kili, his eyes half lidded as he looked up at the younger boys face. The dark stubble that lined his jaw looked inky in the dark lighting, and his features appeared sharper, making him look older. The sight stole Fili's breath from his chest.

"Why are you doing this?" Kili whispered, sounding confused, as if he had just realized the compromising position they were in.

"Because I'm ready," Fili replied, confidently. If he hadn't been one hundred percent sure before, he was now.

"Ready for what?"

Fili met Kili's chocolate eyes and lifted an eyebrow. They both knew what he was talking about, Kili just wouldn't admit it to himself, being far too overprotective of the blonde. It was both annoying and endearing to Fili, and if he was honest with himself, he just wanted the brunette to understand what they were talking about without him having to say it out loud.

Realization dawned on Kili's face, and his dazed expression turned into a concerned one as he put his forehead to Fili's and closed his eyes. "Fili…"

"Don't say anything," Fili spoke firmly, reaching up and threading his fingers into dark strands. "I've spent a long time thinking about this, and I know I'm ready."

"You're sure?"

"I'm positive," he breathed.

The two remained still for a moment, just soaking in each other's warmth and love, before Kili started laughing, startling the blonde out of his lustful stupor.

"What's so funny?" Fili questioned.

"Nothing," Kili gasped, shaking his head, still laughing heartily. "Just you… you really have no idea the effect you have on me. I could've died on the spot when I walked in here and saw you."

Fili cracked a smile, eyes sparkling up at Kili in the candlelight, and he tightened his grip on the hair he had fisted in his hand and pulled Kili down into a deep kiss. He poured all of his love and happiness in it, and he had never felt as happy as he did in that moment.

As fast as they could manage, the two stripped Kili down to his skin, Fili's smile broadening with every new strip of creamy flesh that became exposed. He'd never get over how beautiful Kili was, and the fact that he was the only one who got to see it made it that much better.

Kili finally laid down, resting his weight on top of the blonde, their bodies lining up perfectly, eliciting soft groans from both of the boys. Fili's head felt like it was spinning and he pulled away from Kili, his eyes remaining shut as he relaxed back on a pillow. Kili sighed at the loss, but rocked forward in an attempt to get Fili's full attention again, grinning triumphantly when the older boy's eyes flew open and his jaw dropped, a sinful noise escaping his throat.

"Stop… st-stop," Fili choked, when Kili repeated the motion. "You're going to finish me before we even get started."

Kili pouted, but stilled, and he zeroed his focus back to the task at hand. "You're completely sure?"

"Yes, Kili. And if you don't do something soon, I'm going to leave you in here with a hard on and go find someone else that can help me."

Kili snorted and shook his head at the blonde's threat. "I just had to make sure."

"Well now you know. Get on with it."

Kili suddenly flushed so dark that even in the dark room it was apparent. The blush creeped all the way down his neck and blossomed across his chest, causing, in Fili's opinion, to only make the brunette look even more attractive.

"What is it?"

Kili cleared his throat and gave Fili a sheepish look. "I'm going to need… I mean, do you have anything to sort of um… ease the way?"

The flush that raced across Fili's skin mimicked the brunette's, and he gestured to their nightstand. "In there."

The corner of Kili's lip lifted, and his eyes twinkled with mirth. "How long have you kept this from me?" he asked, as he pulled the bottle of unopened lube from their bedside drawer.

"Only a couple of day," Fili replied, smiling but suddenly feeling a bit tense as he eyed the bottle in Kili's hands. This was going to really happen, and though he was ready for it, he knew it would be painful.

Kili sat back on his heels, looking the blonde up and down, from head to toe. Kili's hungry gaze on his naked flesh made him both nervous and excited, and he squirmed around, trying get comfortable. As much as he loved to stare at Kili's bared skin, he still wasn't comfortable with his own.

"It's okay, Fee," he spoke calmly, a soft look in his eyes. "You sure you don't want to top?"

"Kili," Fili groaned, trying hard not to grin. "How many times do I have to tell you?"

"Fine, okay." He put up his hands in defense. "Bend your knees for me."
Fili did as he was told, bending his legs and planting his feet on either side of Kili, avoiding eye contact with the younger boy. "You act like you've done this before."

Kili shook his head and flicked the cap open on the lube, pouring a generous amount over his fingers, before answering. "I've done my research."

Fili's heart lifted at Kili's words, but his breath stopped when he felt a tentative finger at his entrance, and looked up to see that Kili's eyes still hadn't left his face.

"Deep breaths, Fili."
Fili nodded and took slow, deep breaths, trying to force his body to relax as Kili pushed his slicked finger inside him to the first knuckle. It didn't really hurt, just felt like a strange pressure, and Fili told himself that it was okay. This was Kili, and he wouldn't hurt him, and he wanted this.

"You okay?"

Fili nodded, his breathing coming in heavy pants. "Keep going."

Kili hesitated before pushing his finger in all the way, to the third knuckle. Fili didn't say anything, so he pulled it out partially and slid it back in and then repeated the motion slowly, over and over again, trying to get the tense blonde to relax.

Fili felt as if every nerve in his body had become hypersensitive. He could feel the warmth from Kili's body washing over him, and every push of his finger sent sparks up his spine. It didn't hurt yet, but the feeling was so foreign that it made him gasp softly on every push, and it was a few moments of tense silence, save for the sound of their panting breaths, before Fili had the courage to tell Kili he could add another finger.

When Kili pushed his middle finger in, alongside the index, Fili let out a pained hiss, the burn of it taking him by surprise. He urged Kili on, though, by no means wanting to stop, and each press in of Kili's fingers, the more the burn dissipated and became more pleasurable.

By the time Kili added a third finger, Fili was ready for the burn and held back any noise he wanted to make, knowing it would only worry the other boy. The addition of the third hurt less than he'd thought it would, though, causing the blonde to relax around the intrusion, drawing a grin from Kili.

"Better, Fee?"

"Better," Fili nodded, a small smile gracing his own lips.
Fili gripped Kili's shoulder's as he scissored his fingers, trying to stretch the blonde as best he could, in an attempt to make this experience as painless as possible. Of course it would still hurt, but neither of them wanted to regret it, and so they took it slow.

"Kili," Fili choked out, once all of the pain had receded, "I'm ready."

Kili stopped what he was doing and withdrew his fingers, his face more serious than ever. Fili was glad that he didn't ask if he was sure again, but was thankful for his concern, and he nodded, reassuring Kili that he'd heard correctly.

Kili didn't say anything, but leaned down to capture the shorter boy's lips again, this time in the gentlest of kisses. It was almost chaste, but it was perfect, and Fili couldn't help but grin against Kili's lips, breaking them apart.

"I love you," he murmured, looking up at Kili with all the adoration in the world.

"I love you too."

Kili then leaned back once more, and poured some more of the lube into his hand, before slicking himself generously. Fili swallowed heavily at the sight of Kili's hardened cock. He hadn't noticed how big he was until now, and he knew that it was by no means going to be an easy fit. Regardless of the pain, however, he wanted it. He wanted to be as close to the brunette as possible, and this was the way to do it.

He sucked in a breath as Kili lined himself up and felt the pressure of the blunt head against his entrance. It wasn't a bad feeling, quite the contrary, but it suddenly made everything seem so much more real.

"Ready?"
Fili nodded briskly, and Kili took that as his cue to push, breaking past their last barrier and sinking into Fili's hot body. Both of them groaned, Fili's mostly out of pain, and Kili inched in as slowly as possible, trying to allow the older boy to adjust, even if it took all of his self control not to roughly take the blonde until he found release.

Once Kili bottomed out, he stopped and reached out a hand to cup the side of Fili's face. The blonde's eyes were closed and a few hot tears had leaked from the corner of his eyes, leaving wet tracks on his face. He opened his eyes at Kili's touch, and the pain that shone through those tear-filled eyes nearly broke Kili's heart.

"We can stop."
"No," Fili said, though it was barely more than a whisper. "I want to go on. Move."
Kili hesitated, but didn't say anything, and slowly began to pull out before sinking back in, being as gentle as he could.

Fili just focused on trying to ignore the pain and focus on the pleasure that he knew was there. With every rock of Kili's hips it grew and grew, and it was only a few moments before the pain had almost completely gone, leaving him buzzing.

"Kee." He dug his fingers into the brunette's back, reeling in his attention. "You can go faster."
Kili sighed in relief at the relaxed look on Fili's face and picked up his pace slightly, still not willing to take things too fast. A few times he tried to change his angle, and some felt better to Fili than others, but on one particularly powerful thrust, Fili cried out, his head tossed back and blunt nails cutting into Kili's shoulder blades.

"Kili, oh god. Do that again!"

Kili held the angle and began to move, harder and faster, hitting Fili's prostate with nearly every thrust, turning the blonde into a whimpering, panting mess.

Fili moaned brokenly, and the sound of Kili's flesh meeting his filled his ears, adding to the heat that was building under his skin. He clawed relentlessly at Kili's back and squeezed his eyes shut, muttering encouragements under his breath. He felt sweat bead on his forehead and run in rivulets towards his hairline, the heat in the room suddenly feeling unbearable.

"Kili," he whined, dragging out the end of the name as he arched up into the brunette, begging for him to do something, anything, to calm the raging fire inside of him.

"Getting close, Fee?" Kili asked, reaching down to wrap slender fingers around Fili's painfully hard and neglected erection.

Fili bit down hard enough on his lip to draw blood and moaned throatily as the brunette started pumping his hand in time with his thrusts, and it only took three, maybe four long jerks before the heat in Fili's belly became too much and his climax hit him like a ton of bricks, and he spilled between them and over Kili's hand, his body jerking and his thighs clamping around the brunette's hips.

When he was finished and sagged back into the bed, Kili released him and lay down, pressing skin to skin against Fili, as his thrusts became more languid. He placed hot, open-mouthed kisses around Fili's mouth, across his jawline and down his throat, and just as he reached the blonde's shoulder, he bit down on the tender skin to muffle his shout as his spilled inside the blonde.

The feeling of Kili's hot spend inside of him made Fili groan deeply, a sated and happy sound that had Kili smiling as soon as he released the skin of Fili's shoulder from between his teeth.

Kili made to pull out, but Fili stopped him, wrapping strong arms around the slender boy to pull him back down, wanting to just be close for a moment.

"Just wait," he mumbled, taking a deep breath of the deep musk that was purely Kili. "Don't move for a second."

Kili chuckled and snuggled into the blonde's chest, only wincing slightly at the sticky press of their stomachs. They were definitely going to have to clean up before going to sleep, or else they'd probably be glued together once morning arrived.

"Was that okay?" Kili asked.

"Mmm, it was perfect," Fili replied, only feeling slightly achy. He knew he'd be sore the next day, but Kili had been amazing and as gentle as Fili could've ever asked for. For his first time, it was better than he could've ever imagined.

"I'm glad. We'll have to do it again sometime."

Fili laughed. "We definitely will."


Please let me know what you think, and thank you all so much for reading! There are only a couple chapters left of this story, and I need all the ideas, suggestions and critique you can give me. Love you all!