Summary: It's been a long day but your husband has plans for your evening.
Rolling your shoulders, you tried not to sigh. They were aching and it wasn't pleasant. You weren't sure what had possessed those dwarflings today, but none of them had wanted to walk anywhere. So you had packed bickering tots all over the mountain. You had tried to stand firm and deny them, but it hadn't worked. They knew exactly what to do to make you give in. Throw large, dark eyes and wibbling lower lips and you were done.
Wonder who they learned that trick from.
You rolled your eyes and pulled your hair free. If it wasn't for the fact that he would use the same tricks, you'd scold their father for teaching them such underhanded methods. Sometimes you wondered if he would ever grow up, but you knew that mischievous spark inside him was one of the things you loved most about him.
Loud squeals from the next room made your gaze move to the door leading to their play room. It was partially open and that was more than enough for you to hear the clear, high voices of dwarflings and the lower rumble of their father. He was early; you hadn't expected him home so soon.
Walking to it, you peeked through the opening. Three tots were circling around and clambering over the dwarf sitting on the floor. He was laughing delightedly, encouraging them with every chuckle. He was still in his court finery, but didn't seem to care that little boots were leaving dusty footprints on him.
You let your shoulder rest against the doorframe, a smile tugging at your mouth. It was an adorable picture that made your heart melt at the sight. It was moments like this that made you forget what kind of royal terrors those tots could be. But right now they were sweet, excited dwarflings playing with their father.
Dark eyes flicked up suddenly and met yours. A lazy smile was thrown at you, the gesture private despite the tots. It made your toes curl in your boots just like it had every other time you had seen it.
You returned the gesture but before you could go into the room he shook his head slightly. Frowning, you tipped yours to the side in question.
He jerked his chin toward the door, telling you to stay out.
Your shoulders slumped. Yes, you were tired but you'd wanted to spend some time with him and your dwarflings.
When he blew you a kiss, you got the point and left the doorway. Closing the door further, you wandered back into the bedroom. Now what were you to do? Sighing, you went to the bed and flopped down on it. There was no helping it really. Maybe if you took a small nap, you'd be allowed to play with your family.
Rubbing your cheeks against the smooth coverlet, you let yourself relax into it. A small nap would do you a world of good. Maybe once you woke up your husband wouldn't deny you the pleasure of spending time with your family.
You came awake to someone pulling off your boots. "Kíli?" you mumbled, pushing up a little.
"Shush, love," his deep voice soothed. "It's just me."
Glancing over your shoulder, you saw him crouching beside the bed, his hands busy working free the ties around your calves. When he got the second boot off, you sighed and wiggled your toes.
"Long day?"
"Mm, the usual. Where they get all that energy is beyond me."
He chuckled and a moaning sigh left you when strong fingers began rubbing the soles of your feet. "Mum used to say the same about us. Don't think she ever got an answer and I'm not sure you ever will."
You huffed out a breath and settled back onto the bed. You didn't want an answer; you just wanted a day where you didn't have to chase after three dwarflings who acted like all they ate was sugary treats. "Hey," you muttered when his touch grew lighter, tickling you.
"Relax, love," he murmured, his fingers moving up your calves.
Pillowing your head on your arms, you felt yourself relax as he kept massaging. His touch was firm and knowing as he worked and it was lulling you back into sleep. "Mm, Kíli, stop," you forced yourself to say.
"Why would I do that?"
"The tots need to be put to bed." You really wanted to stay on the bed, soaking in Kíli's touch. But you knew what had to be done and if Kíli had gotten them riled up it would be harder to get them to sleep.
"No, it's fine," he insisted, pushing you down when you tried to get up.
"They can't be allowed to stay up all night."
"I put them to bed already."
Blinking, you looked back at him again. "You what?"
"You were sleeping," he said, shrugging. "I thought that if you were that tired, I'd give you a break and get them settled."
"They pretend to be asleep."
"I know," he chuckled. "It took five stories but they're all asleep."
You made a noise that was caught between disbelief and irritation. It usually took you twice as many stories to get them to settle. Apparently, having Papa tell the stories was better than Mama.
"Don't be like that," he soothed, his hands gliding up the back of your thighs. "I was told that while my stories were good, I did the voices wrong."
Snorting, you laid back down. "I doubt that."
His hands left you and you felt the ties on the back of your dress tug and loosen. "Mama does the voice higher, Papa," he mimicked, pitching his voice. "Mama doesn't tell it that way, Papa. Tell it right."
A huffing laugh left you. "Still only took you five," you mumbled, shifting to help him ease the dress down and off of you.
"We played for a couple hours first so they were tired."
You nodded before jerking. "A couple hours?! How long was I asleep?" you demanded.
"Couple hours."
"I…."
Kíli's head tipped to the side as he regarded you. "What does it matter? You needed the rest, love, and it was nice to have an evening with the tots." He gently pulled your underclothes off and pressed a kiss to your back. "It doesn't happen as much as I'd like."
No, it didn't so you really couldn't begrudge him that. A short sigh left you when he began rubbing your back. "Kíli," you mumbled.
"Let me do this for you."
You relaxed completely as he worked the tension from you. It had been a long time since the two of you had had any sort of time together without dwarflings crawling over both of you. Shivers broke out as his touch grew light again. "You're doing that on purpose," you accused.
He kissed your back again and you could feel his smile. "I would never," he protested.
"You would so."
"Perhaps."
Smiling at the chuckle in his voice, you arched a little as his thumbs rubbed at the base of your spine. A soft purr escaped you as he massaged every ache and twinge out of your back.
When his hands were simply sweeping along your skin, you were nearly boneless in bliss. Your lids were heavy as sleep tugged at you again. You mumbled faintly when the bed shifted as he got off of it.
"You're not falling asleep on me, are you?"
Your answer was soft and noncommittal.
"Suppose it's my own fault," he chuckled and you heard the whisper of cloth as he undressed. "Hadn't expected you to be so tired, however."
"Mm, why? Did you have plans?" you sighed, perfectly content to curl up and be wrapped in blankets and your husband's arms for the rest of the night.
"Oh, I don't know," Kíli mused. "Tot's all down for the night, actually sleeping, and my lovely wife naked in our bed. Whatever could I have planned?"
Blinking, you pushed up to look back at him. His tunics were gone and his pants sitting low on his hips. You couldn't help licking your lips as your gaze followed the line of dark hair below his navel that ran down to the laces of his trousers. Your eyes slowly moved back up, lovingly tracing the hard lines of his chest until you met his gaze. "Oh," you whispered.
He lifted a brow at you. "Oh?" he asked, fingers hooking into the waistband of his pants. "Have a change of heart?"
Your eyes flicked down for a second before back up. "I'm not so sure I'm tired anymore," you murmured.
"You sure? You were passed out from exhaustion and you were almost asleep not five minute ago."
"Kíli, get on this bed," you said firmly.
He smiled slowly and crawled back onto the bed. When you tried to roll over, he stopped you, one hand on your shoulder. "Stay put, love."
"But…."
Leaning over, he caught your chin and kissed you slowly. You whimpered softly as his teeth ran over your lower lip, biting gently on the plump flesh. When he pulled back, you let out a sigh and met his gaze. That wicked light was in his eyes and it made your body tighten deliciously. "Stay there, love," he said lowly.
Desire sprang to life inside you and you settled back down on the blankets. Your eyes closed as he pressed a kiss to your shoulder and the cool touch of his hair on your skin made you shiver. He kissed you again and slowly trailed them down your spine. You were shifting under him, gentle rolls that lifted you to rub against him.
Kíli made a low humming noise that had your bones melting. Your breath caught when his hands landed heavily on your ass and squeezed. His thumbs ran slow circles over the spot where your leg joined your body, moving inward. Your legs spread unconsciously as he massaged and you jumped when he nipped you.
Your hands clenched in the blankets as he planted nips and kisses over your plump flesh. Breath shivering out of you as his fingers glided down the backs of your thighs, you squirmed in anticipation of what was to come. "You bastard," you whispered when he began kissing your thighs.
His deep chuckle made your muscles tense and wet heat flare between your thighs. "And you say I have no patience."
Burying your face in the mattress, you tried not to make any noise as he kissed and rubbed his way down your legs. Every brush of his lips had you kneading at the blankets. His firm and knowing fingers made your sex slick as you thought about how they would feel when they were finally between your thighs. Your toes curled as his fingers grazed over your ankles and you jerked when he brushed the bottoms of your feet.
"So sensitive," he breathed, kissing the back of your knee, "and impatient. I can see how wet you are for me."
You weren't embarrassed, you'd been with him too long, but your legs did try to close at his words.
"Ah," he said, catching your knees to keep them from coming together. "Don't take away my view."
Now you felt embarrassed. You could see him, most likely hanging off the side of the bed. His hands were curled around your knees as he lay on his stomach between your spread legs. He was no doubt staring at the apex of your thighs as he had said, which only made you wetter. "Kíli," you mumbled.
His lips touched the inside of your thigh. "It's been too long if you're ready for me so easily," he said quietly, kissing a little higher.
You weren't going to think about when the last time you'd had your husband was. All you wanted was him now. A slow breath left you as he rubbed his nose against you, trailing it up your thigh. His lips followed, butterfly soft kisses brushing over your skin.
Quivering as his breath caressed wet flesh, you tried not to push yourself back so he would touch you. Your teeth ran over your lip as his making you wait only coiled you tighter. His hands were now still on you, his skin nearly scalding against yours. But he didn't do anything.
The squirming set in, desire and anticipation growing with every second that passed. What was he doing? He was the one that had started this after all. Why wasn't he doing anything?"
A shrill shriek left you when his tongue swiped over you in one long lick. His hands landed on your ass again and pushed you back into the bedding. "You're dripping for me," he said huskily. "Like sweet honey on my tongue."
"Kíli," you wailed softly when he pulled back from you.
"On your knees, love."
The rough words set you on fire and your limbs were shaking as you slowly pushed yourself up. You sighed as his hands found your hips, helping you steady yourself. When he leaned over you, your head pressed back into his shoulder as his touch slid around. He fleetingly caressed your breasts before one palm pressed to the middle of your chest.
"Come here," he growled in your ear.
Gasping as he pushed off the bed and took you with him, you shivered as he kept you tight to him. When you were upright on your knees, the hand on your chest slid down and cupped your wet folds. Your head fell back as his lips whispered over your neck and shoulder, his fingers slowly dragging over you.
"No," you moaned when his hand moved, your hips writhing at the loss of his touch.
Kíli shifted behind you and you both shuddered when he thrust between your legs. His hand pressed flat to your stomach, holding you still as he rocked slowly.
A strangled moan left you as the swollen head of his cock rubbed against your clit. Little rocks were all you could manage as he held you, teasing you higher by caging you against him. When his mouth brushed over your ear, you let out a whimper as pleasure shot through you. "Kíli!"
"Put me in, love," he purred, his lips moving along your neck again.
You squeezed your eyes shut, your hands shaking as they slid down and he kept thrusting. "Ah," you gasped as one hand slid between your legs and you pressed him firmly against you.
Kíli groaned as your fingers pushed on him, guiding him inside you. "Yes," he hissed softly, giving a short thrust.
Whimpering as he kept thrusting shallowly, your hand stayed between your legs, stroking him every time he moved. One of his hands slid up to cup your breast, slowly kneading and keeping you upright as he began thrusting harder. Your free hand reached back to grip his hair as he pressed his face into your neck.
You rolled your hips, meeting his thrusts as he moved harder. Your fingers shifted just enough to rub at your clit. Kíli swore as you tightened around him, muscles clenching enough to throw off his thrusts. You shuddered when he pinched your nipple.
"You did that on purpose," he accused, his voice rough.
"I'd never," you sighed, fingers rubbing over and around your clit.
Kíli thrust hard into you. "Liar."
Smiling faintly, you purred deeply as he pumped into you. The smile faded quickly as he took you, gasps and moans spilling from your lips. You squeezed your eyes shut as stars burst under your skin. He was kissing and biting you again, ravaging your neck with attention.
You pushed back against him, driving him deeper. A broken moan left you before you cried out as your orgasm claimed you. Shuddering in his grasp, your fingers faltered on your clit and your hips stuttered, jerking against him. All you wanted to do was collapse on the bed, but he kept you to him as he didn't stop thrusting.
"Kíli," you gasped, feeling like he was pushing too far.
He grunted against you and you cried out again as he toppled you over on the bed. You were lying on your sides and were still tight to him. "I know," he said huskily, "you can give me more than one."
Pleasure lit up inside you as you realised he was still sunk deep within you. You moaned as he reached down and hooked your leg back over his. "Oh," you gasped, clutching the blankets as he started thrusting again.
He kissed your shoulder, tongue flicking over you. "You're so damned tight," he breathed. "Squeezing me after you've come."
"Don't," you panted.
"Then give me your mouth, love."
You turned as much as you could and he met you, mouth claiming yours. Your hand came up to fist in his hair as his tongue slipped past your lips. You nearly bit him when thick fingers found your clit, but your nails did scratch over his scalp. His tongue curled around yours, slipping back and forth between your lips, mimicking his thrusts.
Your leg pushed down on his, muscles trembling. He was pounding hard into you, rocking you on the bed against him. He was driving deep, leaving nothing untouched. His fingers were still on you, rubbing, circling, pinching and teasing as he made pleasure arch through you.
"You're getting tighter," he murmured against your lips.
Head falling on the bed, you whimpered and squeezed him again.
"Yes," he groaned, bucking hard into you. "Like that!"
You bit down on the blanket and screamed as he sent you over.
Kíli groaned as your clenching muscles made it hard for him to keep taking you as he wanted. His hand moved to grip your thigh as he bucked into you, pulling you into his thrusts. He swore sharply before slamming home and grinding against you as his own orgasm found him.
You gasped for air, quivering against him as he panted into your neck. Your heart was pounding as bliss soaked into you and you felt completely weak from it. Mewling softly as his arms wrapped around you, you melted as he stroked your stomach lightly.
"Love," he sighed, rubbing his cheek against you.
You winced as his beard rasped against the skin he had bit earlier.
He kissed you in apology. "You are looking a little red," he murmured.
"Hmm, wonder why."
Kíli chuckled and gave you another kiss. "What do you say, shall we spend the rest of the night following what I have planned?"
"Kíli, I can't move," you laughed weakly.
"Mm, give you a minute to catch your breath," he murmured in your ear, "and then we'll see if you have another change of heart."
Shivering, you conceded that he was going to be right if he kept stroking and kissing you like that.
A/N: Well, I strayed from the prompt a bit, but it was pretty open since it was simply a picture. Also got to pick the pairing so of course I wasn't going to pass up another chance to write about my favourite dwarf! As for the dwarflings, I saw someone's head canon a while ago about Kíli having three kids, a pair of boys and a little girl, and it just stuck with me so I decided to use it for this one. Thank you all once again for reading!
Now to a slightly unpleasant part. After the next update, I'm going to be taking a break from At Your Service. I'm losing my joy in it and need to step back a bit to find my focus. I won't abandon it by any means, but I'm hoping this will help because right now, writing these updates is the hardest part of my week and it shouldn't be. So bear with me for a time and hopefully this will all clear up fast enough.