Chapter 4 The Throne Room
Fili, you can't be serious!
"Brother, I-I don't think we should do this. What if Uncle comes back?" Kili looked around nervously as the blond pulled him by the hand into the throne room.
"He's overseeing the reconstruction of Dale; he'll be gone for hours. We have the whole mountain to ourselves…well, most of it anyway," Fili stopped and turned around, cupping Kili's face in his hands. "It'll be fine, my love, no one will see," he kissed Kili's forehead, nose, and both cheeks. "Besides, are you telling me that you are worried about someone seeing? I thought you liked the danger."
The younger prince considered this for a moment. The throne room did sound rather exciting. And the possibility of being caught did make it very enticing. He went over in his mind each member of the company's reaction: Ori would blush and run away, Balin and Oin would lecture them on appropriate behavior, Bofur would probably try to join in, Nori would definitely try to join in, Dwalin would…let's not imagine what Dwalin would do..
"Okay, why not?" Kili let himself be led up the granite steps of the dais to the throne by his brother. But when he laid eyes on the massive chair, standing tall and alone in the middle of the great hall, Kili felt his resolve fade. He swallowed thickly and planted his heels into the floor, causing Fili to stop and turn to him. The brunet stared at his brother fearfully and shook his head. Smiling softly at his reticence, Fili leaned forward and nipped Kili's pouting lower lip. He brought a hand up to tangle in mahogany strands as the other gripped Kili's bulge tightly. The younger prince sighed and again let Fili lead him to forward.
When they reached the throne Fili turned and sat down upon it, pulling Kili onto his lap. The brunet straddled his legs and rested his hands on Fili's shoulders. He wasn't exactly sure what his brother had in mind but his member was already pulsing at the possibilities.
Fili leaned forward and kissed Kili softly, gently, almost as if he didn't want to get either of them too excited too quickly. He untied the laces of Kili's trousers and then his own, freeing both their arousals in turn. Pulling Kili closer to him by the hips, Fili aligned their erections and wrapped one hand around both. Kili gasped into his brother's mouth when he felt Fili's cock and hand against his own. He wrapped one of his hands around the other side and stroked in time with Fili. The pace they started was slow and steady, and would increase with their arousal.
"Mmmm…do you like that? You like me stroking you on the throne?" Fili growled into his brother's ear, causing Kili to shiver.
"Yes," Kili whimpered into his golden hair. "Keep-keep talking, please."
"When I'm king and you're my prince consort, I'll fuck you on this stone chair. In front of the whole mountain, would you like that? I'll let every dwarf from here to the Blue Mountains see that I'm the only one who can make you scream."
"Yes! Please, keep going, don't stop," Kili tried not to grind against the older dwarf so as to not throw off their rhythm. Even though he knew the words meant nothing, Kili loved Fili's dirty talk, the filthier the better. He could feel the telltale heat pooling low in his belly, his orgasm was approaching rapidly.
"Maybe I'll feed you my cock at the start of every council, let you swallow my seed while the nobles watch. My cock hungry jezebel," the blond gasped as they simultaneously increased the rhythm of their strokes. Both were close to reaching their climaxes and Kili leaned forward, capturing his brother's lips in a passionate kiss.
His cry was swallowed by Fili's mouth as Kili came over their hands, Fili following quickly behind. The brothers remained still for a few moments, hands clasping wilting erections as they kissed tenderly. When finally they broke the kiss, staring into each other's eyes, Kili brought Fili's hand to his lips and Fili took Kili's. Never breaking eye contact, they licked each other's hands clean. Kili could taste Fili's essence mixed with his own, Fili's saltiness in contrast to the sweetness of Kili's. It was a heady, intoxicating taste that made his member tingle.
"Fee," the younger whispered as his brother began lacing up his breeches. "I think we'd better get back to our rooms, quickly. That wasn't enough for me."
"Agreed," the blond nipped gently at Kili's lower lip, doing nothing to help slow his growing erection. Fili finished tying his own breeches as Kili slipped off his lap, adjusting himself shamelessly. They laced their fingers and starting walking out of the throne room.
Upon reaching the great set of doors, they came face to face with Thorin, Balin, and Dwalin. The trio stared suspiciously at the younger dwarves while the pair stared back with wide eyes and guilty expressions.
"What are the two of you doing in here?' Thorin asked, looking from one brother to the other. Kili realized suddenly that he no longer had a voice as he stared stupidly at his uncle. Fortunately for both of them, Fili remembered how to speak.
"We were just, uh, practicing for your official coronation next month," he said after clearing his throat. "Kili wanted to make sure he knew what was expected of him, by his king. Where to stand, when to bow and all that." Fili turned to Kili and gave him a small wink.
"Uh, yea," the brunet added lamely.
Thorin stared at his nephews for a moment with a look that said he didn't believe them for a second. But he smiled slightly and shook his head, pushing past them into the throne room. Balin followed, rolling his eyes, and Dwalin chuckled as he clapped each brother hard on his back.
When the brothers had made it out into the hallway, Fili turned to Kili, slipping an arm around his waist. "So…to our bedroom then?"
"No, how about the kitchens instead?" Kili replied as his brother looked at him curiously. "I suddenly feel like I need a drink. Maybe a couple drinks."
Oh boys! That was close! Won't they ever learn?