Summary: It's Fili's birthday and his brother has enlisted you to give him a surprise birthday present.
Braiding your hair back from your face, you smiled into the mirror when you heard a low groan behind you. Apparently your prize was finally waking.
"Mahal, Kíli, how much did we drink?" he mumbled.
"More than you should have," you answered primly.
He sucked in a sharp breath, obviously recognizing your voice and realising you weren't his brother. "Lass, is that-Am I blindfolded?"
Your smile grew and you walked over to the bed. "Why, I do believe you are," you said in mock surprise. "I wonder how you wound up like that."
Fíli was silent before a moment before he said, "Kíli had a hand in this, didn't he?"
"Perhaps." A big hand since it had been his idea.
"…Lass, why am I tied to the bed?"
"Because it's your birthday."
"That makes no sense," he muttered, straining against his bonds.
"Your brother said it was the only way to give you your gift."
He stilled. "Gift?" he echoed. "You have a gift for me?"
Did you ever. Giving the blankets covering him a small tug, you exposed his chest and licked your lips. He was all defined muscles with a smattering of hair across his pecs and a thick line of it down the centre of his chest.
"I can feel you staring," he said, his voice husky.
"Oh really?" you purred, moving to straddle his upper thighs. You placed your palms flat against his stomach, feeling him tense in response. Sliding them up slowly, you felt heat fill you. When Kíli had approached you with this idea, you hadn't been sure about it. But as the night had gone on, you had seen the appeal. A dwarven prince tied up in your bed and at your mercy? Yes, there was definitely a lot of appeal there.
As your fingers slid up and over his shoulders, he groaned softly and you licked your lips. His hair was tousled from his brief sleep and you wanted to mess it up further. Tunneling your fingers into it, you leaned over him, keeping your torso off of his. You saw him lick his lips in anticipation and you pressed yours to his. The low noise that left him was a mix of a moan and growl and it made your nipples tighten in response.
Despite the fact that he was bound, Fíli controlled the kiss. His tongue curled around yours, stroking teasingly and making you wonder what it would feel like on other parts of your body. You gasped against him when his hips lifted suddenly, making your chest press to his
"You aren't naked," he growled against you.
"Not yet no," you agreed.
Fíli shifted under you. "This is unfair, lass," he muttered. "At least let me see you."
"Not yet," you repeated, sitting back up. "Besides, you know what I look like. Use your imagination."
"Oh, I have. Several times."
His husky admission made your skin tingle. He had imagined you naked? That was almost as arousing as having him naked under you. "You'll have to imagine for a little longer."
"Tease," he growled, lifting his hips again.
Your lips twitched. Perhaps. "Have you imagined me in bed with you?" you murmured, kissing along his jaw.
"Lass, there isn't anything I haven't imagined us doing."
A shaky breath left you. Damn it, you were supposed to be in control and he kept stealing it from you. Nipping his ear, you murmured, "Naughty dwarf."
"Untie me and I'll show you how naughty I can be."
Damn Kíli and making you promise not to untie him! "Maybe next time."
A low rumble left him as you began kissing down his neck. "There better be a next time, lass."
You smiled as you nipped his collar. You would like there to be a next time, but it depended on how tonight went. Trailing kisses down his chest, you swirled your tongue around his nipple, flicking the hard nub. When he groaned, you closed your teeth around it and felt him shudder.
"I'd rather be doing that to you."
"Maybe I'll let you if you're good," you teased.
He swore softly. "Lass, let me suck one of those pretty nipples," he pleaded.
"How do you know they're pretty?"
"They're yours. They have to be."
You melted a bit at that, but didn't give him what he wanted. Your kisses slowly worked down his chest and you paused every now and then to lavish more attention on his skin. His chest was heaving as you neared his hips, a faint sheen of sweat covering him. The posts of the bed were groaning slightly as he pulled on the ties around his wrists and it would have worried you if you hadn't been assured he couldn't break them. "You're going to hurt yourself," you cautioned, your lips brushing against his hip bone.
"Let me go, lass," he groaned. "Let me touch you."
You shook your head and he groaned as a few stray strands of hair brushed against him.
"You really don't want me to touch you?"
No, you wanted him to touch you, you were craving it. But you had been told to not give into him. "I never said that," you murmured, unable to keep the regret out of your voice.
"Then why…I'm going to kill Kíli," he growled.
You rolled her eyes. He was talking too much. Sitting up, you scooted down a little and gave the blankets another tug. He hissed softly as the material rasped over his erection and your lips parted on a soft gasp as you caught sight of him. He was thick, thicker than you had expected, and your mouth watered at the sight of them. When he shifted his hips, you shook yourself out of your momentary stupor and leaned forward.
You felt him tense under you as your breath fanned over him and another hiss left him as you flicked your tongue out to taste him. Smiling, you wrapped your hand around the base of him and nearly squealed when his hips bucked in response. "Fíli," you scolded lightly.
"It wasn't my idea to stay still," he pointed out, "and I'm not keen to follow through on it."
Rolling your eyes again, you slowly pumped your hand along his erection. He was hot in your hand and you could feel the steady throb of his heartbeat under your palm. You wanted to take him into your mouth, to lick every inch of him, but you also wanted him to last. So you kept things slow and gentle and nothing that he wanted judging by the curses leaving him. Still stroking him, you leaned over and trailed your lips over his thigh, feeling the muscles jerk in response.
"Tease," Fíli growled.
"We can't always get what we want," you murmured, focusing your attentions on the head of his cock. "At least not right away."
He cursed lowly, but his voice was a deep purr and there wasn't much heat behind it.
You smiled against him and sat back so that you could wrap both hands around him. His low groan as one pumped his length and the other continued its focus on the head made you shiver in response. You understood that you were supposed to tease him up, but you hadn't expected to get aroused so fast by touching him. You weren't sure you'd be able to tease him as much as you had agreed. And you knew you weren't going to leave him tied up after this time because you wanted his hands on you as much as he seemed to.
When his muscles were straining against the ties again, you removed one hand and replaced it with your mouth. You weren't surprised when his hips jacked up and you pulled back before he could hurt you. Listening to him pant for air, you slowly took as much of him as you could into your mouth. Your tongue pressed flat to him as you pulled back, licking along the thick vein on the underside of his cock. Flicking the head when you reached it, you nearly purred as he let out a whimper and swirled your tongue around him.
"Mahal have mercy," he ground out as you trailed your lips down him.
Did he think you weren't going to have mercy on him? Well, you had left the blindfold and restraints on him so perhaps he had a reason to think that. As you licked back up him, your free hand wandered down your own body to slip between your legs. A soft moan slipped past your lips as you stroked the wet flesh there. You wanted him badly and were ready to take him. But you held back, your fingers teasing both him and yourself into a higher frenzy.
When a second moan left you, you had him in your mouth again and he cried out in response. "Lass, tell me what you're doing," he panted, his voice shaking.
You made a curious noise that had him shuddering. What was he talking about? Couldn't he feel what you were doing?
"To make yourself moan like that," he said, moaning himself.
Colour filled your cheeks. It was one thing to do it, but completely another to announce that you were touching yourself because you were aroused.
But he moaned raggedly as you didn't answer. "Mahal, you're touching yourself," Fíli said lowly.
Somehow your skin got hotter even though he couldn't see you.
"You still won't let me touch you?"
"Not supposed to," you muttered against him.
A strained chuckle left him. "But you want me to, don't you?"
"I'm not untying you yet, Fíli."
"You don't have to."
Wondering what he was about, you regretfully left his cock. You stretched out over him and gently tugged the blindfold off of him. Blue eyes blinked once before immediately focusing on you. You watched them dart over your face, taking in the colour that was no doubt staining your cheeks still, before they trailed down. When he licked his lips, you knew he could see where the tunic you were wearing was gaping open, letting him see your breasts. "What were you talking about?" you asked, drawing him back to the topic that had your curiosity.
He looked up at you and a slow, sensual smile curled his mouth. "While the thought of you teasing yourself could make me come just from thinking about it, I want to taste my present."
"How's that going to work?"
"Easy. Straddle my face."
"W-What?" you said, pulling back slightly as a startled laugh left you.
"It's no different than if I had you on your back, which I will," he added. "It's just you're above me instead of under me."
You licked your lips nervously. "And what about you?"
"What about me?" Fíli echoed. "Face away from me and you can continue what you were doing."
So he would get pleasure while he was giving it to you? Your muscles tightened at the thought of that clever tongue between your thighs. "You're sure?" you still asked.
"Get up here, lass."
Moving slowly due to embarrassment warring with desire, you bit your lip as you shifted until you were on your knees above his face. You blushed again when a low noise left him and nearly moved off of him. How was this so much more exposing than anything else you had ever done? You almost jumped out of your skin when he moved so he could rub his cheek against your thigh, his beard rough on the soft skin. "F-Fíli?"
"You need to lower yourself down," he said, his voice thick. "Do it, lass, because I need to taste you."
Biting your lip harder, you lowered yourself until a sharp gasp left you when his tongue ran over you. Your fingers curled into fists as he lapped at you, his talented tongue leaving no part untouched. Trembling above him, you cried out again when he slid a little deeper and found your clit. He groaned against you, making you shudder in response and your gaze moved down his body. You were supposed to be giving him pleasure as well.
Trying not to dislodge him, you slowly leaned over, bracing your hands on the bed as his attention had you seeing stars. You had to force yourself to focus, shifting your weight to one hand as he didn't stop licking at you. Your fingers were trembling as they wrapped around him and your teeth sunk into your lip as it made him moan against you. If you had thought you weren't going to last before it was nothing compared to now. But you weren't going to be outdone by him.
You were pleased when he moaned again as your lips closed around him. Instead of licking him, you sucked this time and were rewarded with his entire body trembling. Keeping your lips wrapped around the head of him, you continued your teasing, your tongue swirling around him as you did. You were trying to distract him, but it wasn't working because he didn't let up. Every now and then he paused, panting against you, but he always returned to his 'task'.
A muffled whimper left you when his tongue dipped inside you before he shifted so he could suck on your clit. It took you a moment to realise he was mimicking you, licking when you did, sucking at the same time, but you didn't care. Your pleasure was peaking and if he continued much longer you were going to orgasm before he was inside you.
Rolling off of him was the hardest thing you'd done, but you managed it. His harsh growl made goose bumps erupt on your skin and you weakly lifted your head to look at him. Glittering blue eyes were staring at you and he had a brow cocked.
"I wasn't done with you," he said thickly.
"I'm not done with you either," you managed to say, moving so you were sitting by his hips.
Somehow his brow lifted higher and he gave a pointed look down his body when you didn't move again.
"Don't get smart with me," you scolded, smacking his stomach lightly.
"I want to be in you, lass."
Shivering, you moved to straddle him, your thighs on either side of his and your hands pressed flat to his stomach as you balanced yourself. You met his gaze and it was a mistake because it made your already weak muscles falter even more. Swallowing, you reached between you, wrapping your fingers around his cock to guide him to your entrance.
Fíli's head tipped back into the pillow, the tendons in his neck taut and his back arched as you slid slowly down him. You tried to watch him, but your lashes fluttered and your eyes closed as he filled you. You were wet enough that he slid easily home and a small gasp left you as you could sink down no further.
"Lass," he breathed shakily, "you need to move before you drive a dwarf insane."
Move? How were you supposed to move when you could barely focus? A gasp left you when his hips shifted a fraction, sliding him inside you. Oh. Oh, you would move to feel that again. Slowly transferring your weight to your hands, you lifted your hips and whimpered at the pleasure it caused.
"Aye," Fíli groaned, his hips bucking up to meet you as you slid back down him. "That's it."
Taking encouragement from his words, you shifted your legs apart a little more and moved a little quicker on him. Your fingers curled against his stomach, scraping against the skin and running through the line of hair there. Soft gasps for air were leaving you as you took him, your body tingling with every thrust of his hips.
"Lass, take off the cloth," he panted, his eyes on you again. "Let me see you."
You groaned. Didn't he understand that it was taking all of your concentration to keep moving on him? Obviously not because he was watching you with hot eyes, waiting for you to comply. "You aren't in charge here," you said, your voice breathless.
"Aye, but are you really going to deny me the pleasure of seeing you naked?"
Damn him and his silver tongue. Your hands left him, gripping the hem of the tunic you were wearing. Instead of sliding along him as you attempted to remove the clothing, you sank down on him and rolled your hips.
"Mahal!" he barked out, his head tipping back again.
You took the moment of his distraction to pull the tunic up and over your head, tossing it to the floor. When your gaze found him again, you saw that his eyes were already greedily moving over your body, devouring everything you were showing him. Feeling bold at the appreciation in his eyes, you leaned back slightly, bracing your hands on his legs instead.
He groaned deeply as his eyes moved down to the spot where your bodies were joined and your muscles tightened as he watched you take him. "Aye, lass," he muttered. "Like that!"
Letting your head fall back as you kept riding him, you focused on the pleasure the sex was giving you. Your body felt like it was on fire and every time your hips came together, your skin got a little tighter, your muscles trembled a little more. His gaze felt like a caress as he watched and it was all you could do to keep moving.
When you tightened around him, he groaned, "Look at me, lass."
Tipping your chin down, you met hazy blue eyes, seeing all the passion and desire you were feeling reflected in his gaze. "Fíli," you whispered, so close to release.
His hips bucked against yours, jarring you slightly but telling you that he was close as well. He didn't look away from you, however, and you couldn't pull your eyes away from him. Knowing you weren't going to last under his stare, one of your hands moved so you could rub at your clit. You saw his eyes darken and knew he knew what you had just done. He didn't protest though and you hadn't expected him to. Not when your muscles were clenching around him, your body gearing up for orgasm.
It hit you hard and fast when it came. Your hips faltered as you gasped, your eyes squeezing shut as pleasure swamped you. Fíli kept thrusting into you, taking over what you had started. Your hands landed on his stomach again, bending over him as you trembled. Your nails scratched him as he didn't stop, moaning as it almost became too much. "Fíli," you whimpered.
He thrust hard into you, a low curse leaving him before his hips bucked again and gradually slowed as his own release claimed him.
Slumping onto his chest, you tried to suck in air, but all your body wanted to do was tremble. You lifted and fell as Fíli panted, completely content to stay exactly where you were. A soft noise left you when you felt something brush against the top of your head.
"Are you going to let me go now, lass?" he murmured, his voice husky.
"What makes you think I can move?" you sighed.
He chuckled and shifted under you. "Come on, now. The night's still young and it is my birthday. I want to enjoy my gift as much as I can."
The thought of him enjoying you again made everything in you melt and made it that much harder to move to release him. Somehow you managed it and the room spun as he rolled you beneath him. His blue eyes were filled with wicked intent as he stared down at you and it made your breath catch.
Smiling slowly at you, Fíli murmured, "Now, it's my turn."
A/N: Well, lookie here. I finally managed to get some Fili smut down! And gah, I wrote some of this at work and what a stressful situation that was. But love me a challenge and Fili was a bit of a challenge because I couldn't figure out what to do with him. So I figured why not tie him up and make it good. Wow, I think I just embarrassed myself saying that. But anyways, hope you enjoyed and thank you for reading!