Summary: A new year is upon Ered Luin and your prince warned you that you were his for the day (continuation of Fluff'n'Stuff's first chapter).
The sound of drums was echoing in your blood. Fires were blazing in pits and shadows were writhing on the stone walls as dwarves danced around the flames. Tables were piled high with food and ale was flowing freely everywhere you turned. All around you the dwarves of Ered Luin were celebrating Durin's Day.
Even though it happened every year, somehow it got better every time. Everything seemed just that much more elaborate than last time. But that also could have been the ale you'd already consumed.
Gasping when hands latched onto your hips, yours clenched in preparation of sending the dwarf on his way. You'd already had a few graspy buggers who didn't understand that you didn't want to do anything with them.
"Easy!" a voice you recognized laughed. "I just want a dance!"
You turned to see Kíli grinning at you. "You're going to get smacked if you keep doing that!"
"Will you at least kiss it better?" he teased.
"You're hopeless," you laughed.
He tugged you toward the fire pits, his grin still in place. "Dance with me."
There was enough ale in your system to agree even though you knew how much energy Kíli always had. It was rare for anyone to dance with him again because the first was usually exhausting, but one dance wouldn't hurt. Giggles bubbled out of you as he spun you in circles, hands sometimes on your waist and at other points holding your hand. Everyone was spinning around you, all thoughts of proper dancing long gone. The beginning of the day was for formality; the night was for revelry.
Laughing as Kíli wrapped his arms around your waist, it turned to a squeal as he lifted you and spun faster. "Kíli, you're going to fall!"
"I'm not that drunk!"
His bright eyes and flushed cheeks spoke otherwise and your expression must have revealed your thoughts.
He pushed his lower lip out. "I'd never drop you. You know that."
Yes, you did. When he was sober and steady on his feet.
"Fíli would skin me alive if I hurt you."
You patted his chest. "I know, Kíli. Let's keep dancing."
His grin came back and you laughed as he spun you again before your feet touched stone. You danced together, weaving in and out of the others and giggling when you bumped into some.
"Are you sure you aren't too drunk?" he teased.
Sticking your tongue out at him, you hopped away when he tried to catch you. Your triumph was short lived as you backed right into someone. Before you could apologize, strong arms looped around your waist and tugged you into a warm body. "My turn," a low voice rumbled in your ear.
You melted at Fíli's husky voice. If he kept talking like that, you weren't going to want to dance. "Where have you been?" you breathed, shifting back against him.
"With Mother and Uncle," he murmured, rubbing his cheek against your neck. "I'm still supposed to be there, but I saw you with Kíli."
"You weren't jealous of your brother, were you?"
"Mm, no," he said, grinding his hips into you. "I told him to dance with you and gut anyone who tried to cut in."
"Fíli!" you laughed, one hand reached back to tangle in his hair. Even though you laughed, you weren't sure if he was actually joking or not.
"You're mine and I don't share well, lass."
You shivered at how low his voice was and closed your eyes. It narrowed your focus to only him, which was exactly what you wanted. You could feel his palms burning you through your dress, his fingers flexing against your hips. His body was pressed against the length of yours and you could easily feel the erection he was grinding into you. His breath was hot on your neck as he kissed you, his beard rasping delightfully against your skin.
"I've wanted you in my arms all day," he growled.
"Poor princeling."
He laughed darkly. "Do not tempt me, love," he murmured. "I'm still wound up from your teasing yesterday."
You bit your lip to keep from making it worse.
He stiffened behind you, as if he had known what you were thinking. "You just never learn," he said lowly.
Not giving you enough time to react, Fíli spun you around and tossed you over his shoulder. "Fíli!" you gasped.
One arm wrapped around your legs when you kicked out and a sharp smack to your ass had you freezing while everyone around you laughed. Your face went red as he carried you away from the festivities. "Beast," you muttered.
His arm tightened as he shook his head. "Lass, you aren't doing yourself any favours," he told you, kicking a door open.
"What are you even doing?" you mumbled, your ears ringing as blood rushed to your head.
The door slammed shut and the lock clicked in place. A gasp left you as the world spun and you found yourself on your feet before him. "I told you," he said quietly. "Today, you're mine."
"Fíli, you didn't have to do it like that…."
His hands ran along your sides, a small smile on his lips. "Why not?"
Because everyone knew exactly why he had done it.
Fíli groaned and tugged you closer. "Most of those dwarves are either too drunk to remember or they will be soon enough. There's no point in worrying about it."
You made a face. He was right, but you didn't enjoy being carted around like a sack of flour.
"Don't be mad," he coaxed, leaning down to press soft kisses to your face. "You'll spoil the night."
Rolling your eyes, you looped your arms around his neck. "You didn't want to dance?"
"Not where everyone could see."
You laughed softly, murmuring, "Fíli."
He gave you a smile, one arm wrapping around your waist. You weren't overly surprised when he lifted you off your feet, bringing you a little closer to his mouth.
A small sigh left you as he kissed you again, this time with all the passion of a prince of Durin. You could taste all of the lust and desire boiling under his skin as he plundered your mouth. The hand on your hip was kneading the flesh there even as the other tangled in your hair.
Between his kiss and the ale you'd drank, your head began to spin. Your skin was tingling, every inch of you wanting his rough palms to touch it. You broke the kiss, panting softly as you quivered in his arms. "Fíli," you sighed, glancing over his shoulder at the bed.
He chuckled deeply. "Love, I haven't even done anything yet," he said quietly. "But you're ready for me, aren't you?"
"You aren't the only one who was looking forward to today," you breathed.
Fíli laughed again, the sound deep and erotic.
Excitement hummed through you as he carried you to the bed. When your feet touched the floor, your hands slid down his chest and started on the laces of his tunic. You felt your dress tug and loosen as he undid the ribbon of your corset. A deep sigh left you as the horrid thing fell to the floor and you barely resisted the urge to kick it aside.
"Look at you," he rumbled, pushing your dress down your body.
You made a disgruntled noise when he forced your hands away from him as the dress slid down your arms. It changed to a gasp when he caught the material, pulling it tight and pinning your arms to your sides. "Fíli?"
"You didn't think you were getting off that easy, did you?" he purred, his eyes dancing with a wicked light.
Rolling your eyes, you muttered, "What are you going to do? Tie me up?"
The grin that curled his lips made chills break out on your skin. "I think that's the best idea you've ever had."
"W-What?" you stammered, shocked at his seriousness.
He stripped the dress from you before you knew what was happening. "You can't even blame me," he said, scooping you up to stretch you out on the bed. "It was your idea."
"I didn't mean it!" you protested, shocked as he pinned your wrists with one of his hands.
"Should always say what you mean, love," he murmured, his free hand rummaging in the stand beside the bed. "It's the only way to avoid misunderstandings."
You stared at him as he produced a silken cord and wound it around your wrists. "You can't be serious!"
He chuckled and threaded your bindings through the headboard. "It was your idea."
"Why did you have the rope? You were planning this!"
He kissed you soundly. "Not planning," he said against you. "Hoping. There's a difference."
You blushed as he pulled back to look at you, feeling very exposed. It wasn't the first time he'd had you naked in his bed, but it was the first time you'd ever felt like this.
Fíli must have seen your nerves because his face softened. Cupping your cheeks, he quietly said, "You trust me, don't you, love?"
"Y-Yes."
"You know I'd never hurt you."
You nodded unable to look away from him.
His thumbs rubbed against your cheekbones. "Trust me to do this."
"A-Alright."
He kissed you quickly, his eyes dancing again and you wondered if you should have lied. "Good girl."
You bit down on your lip as he pulled away again, his gaze hot. You could feel yourself responding to him despite your nerves. Your nipples tightened as he looked at them and you shivered when he licked his lips.
Fíli groaned when you arched your back impatiently, wanting his mouth where his gaze was. "No," he said, but you weren't sure if it was aimed at you or himself.
Brows drawing together as he moved off the bed, you watched in the candlelight as he went to a small table with a covered dish on it. Your eyes widened when he brought it back to the bed and you know what was in there. "Did you steal all of the cream puffs?"
He gave you a cheeky grin. "Not all," he corrected. "I know you didn't have any and that seemed a shame to me."
You rolled your eyes, but you couldn't help licking your lips. They were your favourite and he was right. You hadn't had any.
Watching as he dipped the pastry in a thick cream, you almost purred as he let you bite it in half. Your lashes fluttered closed as you savoured the treat, but not before you saw him pop the other half in his mouth. The pastry melted on your tongue and you moaned softly. It changed to a squeal when something cold spread across your breasts. Hurrying to swallow, you looked down to see him spreading the cream over your chest. "What are you-"
"Shh," he said, giving you a look.
You clamped your lips together and tried to contain your shivers as he covered your breasts. The muscles in your stomach contracted as he spread a line of the sweet stuff down your body. "You're going to make a mess," you pointed out.
Fíli laughed softly. "Oh, no," he purred, setting the bowl aside. "I intend to devour it all."
He didn't say it but you knew you were included in that all. You watched with wide eyes as he shifted on the bed and settled between your legs. A soft moan left you as he leaned down, kissing your hip and slowly making his way inward. You shivered when his tongue flicked out, removing some of the cream. Was he really-You moaned again as he licked around your navel, thighs coming together to squeeze him.
It didn't help to hold him in place. He slowly made his way up your body, warm swipes of his tongue making your muscles clench. He licked along the shallow indents of your ribs, your breaths becoming choppy as he moved a little higher with each lick. You jerked under him when he nipped at the soft underside of your breast and tried not to laugh when he growled at you.
"It's your fault," you murmured, watching as he licked the cream from his moustache.
"Lass, don't push your luck."
"You bit me!"
"I did say devour," he growled, leaning down again.
You gasped as his lips closed around your nipple, sucking the cream from the hardened bud. You tried to arch up but he kept you pinned this time. Whimpering as his tongue swirled around the sensitive peak, you trembled under him as the warmth of his mouth gave you just as many chills as the cold cream.
You were panting for air when he let you slip from his mouth, tongue moving to lick away the rest of the dessert on your breast. "Fíli," you mumbled, your hips shifting against him.
He groaned and pushed down on you, grinding his erection against you. "Temptress," he breathed.
But you weren't doing anything! You protested when he pulled his hips away from you and one arm slid under your back to prop you up. It died on your lips when his returned to your still covered breast. You tugged lightly at your bonds, desperately wanting to touch him. His hair was trailing over your chest, the ends tickling and teasing you further. You could feel the tension in him and you wanted to clutch at those firm muscles, to feel the strength in them as he kept his pleasure in check.
All thoughts fled when he shifted above you and his free hand cupped between your thighs. "Fíli!"
He chuckled against you, his fingers slowly stroking against you.
Your hips lifted, trying to get him to touch you more firmly. When he parted you, you moaned as his thumb found your clit. The rough pad created pure bliss as he rubbed the swollen bud, his touch firm. Before you could even absorb any of that pleasure, he slid two fingers inside of you.
"Mahal," he muttered against you as your muscles clenching around him. "You're ready for me."
You shuddered at the husky note of his voice. You couldn't deny his words; if anything it made you wetter. There was no helping it as his mouth returned to your breast and his fingers began pumping into you. Your eyes squeezed shut as pleasure flooded you, your body trembling at his touch. He knew exactly how to bring you to the edge of orgasm, pushing you quickly to release.
Your breath hitched as you tightened around him, but it left you in a scream of denial when he pulled away from you. "No!" you cried, staring at him in horror.
He was kneeling between your legs, a smug grin on his lips. "You didn't think I would let you off that easily, did you?" he murmured, licking his fingers.
A soft wail left you and you shook your head. "Please!"
Fíli moaned and fell forward. He caught himself on his hands before he landed on you, none of him touching you. "I can never resist you when you beg so prettily," he said softly, his lips brushing yours.
You lifted your head, kissing him desperately. You were so close! He just needed to touch you a little more and-you whimpered as it became obvious he wasn't going to. His kiss was slow and languid this time, bringing you back down from your peak. You sank into the mattress as the shivers gradually faded from your muscles. "Mean," you muttered.
"You love me," he murmured, trailing kisses along your jaw.
You were considering biting him. But a small sigh left you as he tugged at your earlobe before moving down your neck. His loose tunic was dragging over your body, making your skin even more sensitive with the brush of the material. He shushed you when you whimpered as he kissed between your breasts, his hair brushing against you.
Your stomach tightened as he moved over it, your arousal reigniting. Lifting your head slightly, you saw glittering blue eyes staring up at you as he settled between your legs. You caught your lower lip between your teeth as he stayed there, his breath fanning against you and making you squirm.
You nearly jumped when his hands slid up your thighs suddenly, pushing them further apart. Your breath shivered out of you as his thumbs brushed against you before parting your slick folds. You tried to stay still, but it was hard. Especially when his gaze flicked down.
"Fíli, please," you begged when he did nothing more.
The groan that was pulled out of him was low and ragged and he leaned forward. His mouth closed around your clit, sucking hard and making you see stars.
Throwing your head back, you felt pleasure bursting inside you with every flick of his tongue and tug of his mouth. Your earlier fervor returned with a vengeance, your whole body quivering in excitement. Your feet planted against the mattress and pushed against him. A part of you was scared he would deny you again and you were desperate for it now.
Your arms strained against the ties, wanting to hold him where he was. You wanted him to fill you again and make you shatter. It wouldn't take much. He just needed to do it.
"Please," you begged, your voice cracking. "Please!"
He groaned against you and the noise almost did it. But he pulled away from you before it could.
"No!" you screamed, unable to believe he would do this to you again.
"Shh!" he hissed. "You'll bring the nation down on us!"
You almost didn't care. Your body was aching for release and you felt insane at his denials.
"Mahal, you'll be the death of me," he moaned.
A gasp ripped from you as he covered you and you felt his erection between your thighs. You would have screamed again as he entered in one short thrust, but he kissed you deeply. Your legs wrapped around his as he began pumping his hips, trying to prevent him from leaving you. You could feel the material of his pants and realised he had merely shoved them down his thighs before taking you.
Letting your head fall back, you moaned as his lips found your neck, nipping and kissing there. The rasp of his beard made you shiver, your muscles tightening around him.
"Fuck, love," he groaned, his breathing harsh against you. "Don't-" He broke off as your legs squeezed him.
You bit your lip, knowing you were on the edge. If he stopped now, you would kill him. But he kept pounding into you, his thrusts hard as you clenched around him. You tugged at your hands, wishing you could get one free so you could slip it between your bodies. "Fíli," you whimpered.
He groaned, his weight shifting above you. One arm slid under your shoulders while the other moved down your stomach.
You saw stars as his fingers found your clit and he once again muffled your cry. You arched under him, pleasure ripping through you as he rubbed firmly at you. His thrusts were still hard and each one brought a new wave of pleasure with it.
You whimpered against him, thighs squeezing against him as he didn't stop. You knew he was close and prayed he wouldn't be stubborn about it. There was only so much you could take.
He broke the kiss to press his forehead against your shoulder, his body still working over yours. His pants for air were scalding on your neck as he kissed at your skin.
"Fíli," you panted, pleading with him.
A low groan left him, his thrusts losing their rhythm but he wasn't quite there yet.
Stubborn dwarf! Lifting your head, you bit his ear.
Fíli barked out a curse, jolting above you. You felt him tense and shudder, a moan leaving him as his hips thrust erratically for a moment and finally slowed against yours.
Your legs slid limply from him to land on the mattress, all of your muscles quivering. You couldn't suck in a full breath of air, gasping little pants the best you could do until the pleasure faded. It didn't help that he had slumped on top of you, his solid frame a welcome weight but not doing anything for your breathing.
"That was mean," he mumbled.
You laughed breathlessly. Of all the things he'd done to you, you hardly thought you biting him was an issue.
He sighed deeply, rolling off of you to prop himself on one elbow.
"Let me go?" you asked as his eyes trailed down your body.
"Mm, I had planned on it," he said, his fingers stroking alone the centre of your chest. "But then you bit me."
"Fíli, you can't keep me tied up all night!" you protested.
He gave you a wicked smirk before kissing you. "Watch me," he purred.
A/N: Over on Fluff 'n' stuff, vintagelove4577 mentioned that a continuation of the bakery scene with Fíli would be nice and I thought, what the hell. Why not? I also had another request for a reversal of the Birthday one-shot where Fíli was tied up so I worked them into the same one. Not going to lie, had issues with this one and had to write it in chunks. But it is done, not sure if I'm hundred percent with it, but oh well.
A small note, updates are going to get even more sporadic because I'm coming into finals and I actually need to focus this year. I'm still going to write, but I have no idea when that'll be. With that said, thanks for reading and hope you enjoyed!