Rating: { Explicit }

Dwarf society is very complex to the outsider with all of it's secrets and strange ways...take the similarities within their genders for example. The female dwarf is just as muscular, just as hairy as the males are to a non dwarfs eyes, making them appear as if they are one and the same. Many an individual hold to the belief that dwarves are not born from a woman but spring forth from the very rocks that they live in...like daisies, which of course is not true in the slightest. To a keen observer there are differences...subtle, but there are still differences. If you can look closely you will find a dwarven woman's body is slightly rounder, softer...her hair that grows upon her face is more like silk and not as dense as the men's beards are. Looking closely you would see a softness along her cheekbones, a slight feminine curve along her form, but alas not many can see for she covers it up from any eyes...wrapping herself up in the many layers of men's clothing to conceal her feminine beauty.The men are all hard muscles that are sheathed within coarse hair all along their bodies. The beards upon their faces are dense and lush ...flowing down, being contained within artfully thick braids...even their limbs are thick and stout to better work beneath the earth.

Now among the males there is a subgroup that is very rare and almost never seen or heard of...to the point it has begun falling into nothing but legends. This group is kept out of the public eye and held in greater secrecy from the outside world. If an outsider ever saw this group they would think they were prisoners or slaves of a sort, but in reality they are the greatest treasures within Dwarven society...being pampered beyond belief. They are called "Bearers"... a male who is born with a womb inside of him and male genitals on the outside. Their bodies tend to favor more of a lithe yet muscular form compared to non bearer men...a hint of softness to the body and features that draw an appreciative eye to gaze upon...the hair that grows anywhere on their bodies are silky and lush to the touch, inviting a hand to stroke through it. These bearers are revealed when they "present" upon reaching sexual maturity...like a woman they wake up one day and find themselves dealing with a monthly cycle and all that goes with it...cramps, sore chests (no breasts but their nipples are very sensitive during this time) hot and cold flashes that occur sporadically. These rare and special men are treated as blessings, since females are rare and the race is predominately made of men...almost 3 to 1 ratio. These bearers are given the best housing where they lounge in luxury and comfort while eating upon delicacies... the only job they are required to do is bear children and tend to them...kept safe and sound from any harm , which is fine by them...or at least most of them. There are a few who rebel against this life...a few who dream and want more in life than to be some pampered pet that's only true purpose is to breed for the good of their race. Eventually they bend to society and like all other bearers resign themselves to their lot in life of pampered luxury...but there a few who hide for as long as they can so they can live the way they want...praying and hoping to never be found out. But that was over 200 years ago...the present day isn't what it used to be then...times changed a miracle and blessing into something darker it seems.

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Bofur was sitting at the bar ,of the tavern in the heart of Erebor, sipping on his ale as he listened to the hearty cheers behind him. In the center of this crowd stood none other than the archer prince himself, Kili Durin..the second heir to the throne of Erebor and a great warrior. He was accepting all the congratulations and back slaps on his achievement of winning the archery tournament down in Dale against some of the best archers around in Esgaroth...out shooting elves and humans alike, bringing great honor to the name of Durin. Bofur swiveled around in his chair to look upon the dark haired prince and seeing those brown eyes meeting his hazels, he lifted his mug of ale into the air in a salute before taking a swallow...seeing a smile in return right before turning back around.

A few moments later someone sat down next to him and glancing over he saw the dark mess of hair that framed brown eyes like chocolate diamonds that accentuated his swarthy complexion and his high cheekbones. It was Kili situated next to him...one of the company of warriors who helped to take back Erebor from a greedy dragon for his people..the man who helped to watch Bofurs back along the arduous journey even though he was nothing but a toy maker...and the one man he held a secret crush for all this time. Prince Kili Durin. It still amazed Bofur that someone so noble as Kili would have done all that he did for someone like Bofur who was a toy maker for children...and adults. His chosen craft was met with mixed appreciation...the children loved his toy carvings very much...but his other styled carvings were in question in some circles. They were meant for adult eyes only...women secretly loved them...and some men too...but most men were not very fond of them, something about being such stiff competition. Yes, Bofur created such perfect replicas of the male genitalia that it was easily confused for the real thing. Each toy that he created was by special request...he made sure that each model was just right...the feel of it was very authentic to the touch with perfect veining and ridges, even the texture of them was almost natural feeling because of the special way he rubbed the wood until it was as soft as velvet to the touch that made it seem lifelike. Kili's voice jolted through Bofur's thoughts and back into the present day...reminding the toy maker of his seated partner next to him.

"Hey Bofur." Kili's rich baritone voice floated to Bofur's ears over the roaring tavern, startling him out of his thoughts.

"Hey Kili. How's it going lad?" his rich lilt filled the space in between them as he turned more fully to look upon the young archer sitting there next to him. Bofur's eyes could see him smiling but there was a look in the prince's eyes that spoke of a certain nervousness that wasn't typical of the young man's features.

"Well...you know...it's all good" Kili stammered as he glanced away briefly before looking back at the dark haired toy maker. " Uhhmm...Bofur? I...I was wondering...if maybe...maybe we could talk? In private you know." Bofur furrowed his brow in confusion but he nodded quickly which seemed to ease the prince, judging by the deep breath he let out as he slipped off his stool and made his way towards the doors amidst plenty of hard slaps to his back before he could reach them. Bofur quickly slugged back his ale before turning to follow Kili out the doors and onto the path that led towards wherever Kili was wanting to go, which happened to be towards Bofur's own quarters. It did not take them very long to reach it since Bofur lived quit close to the center of activity in Erebor. Once they both were settled on the couch and a cup of tea in hand Bofur peered at Kili and waited for him to speak what was bothering him...hoping it wasn't something to bad. After a few moments Kili took a deep breath and began...his head hung down , not looking Bofur in the eyes as he spoke.

"Don't know if you heard the news yet, but I just found out yesterday by Uncle Thorin that the King of the Blue Mountains has a daughter he wants to marry to me, since he has no sons to carry on his line. They both have promised to me the throne if I do marry her...it's a good offer and a shot for me to prove myself to everyone that I'm not a kid or a constant screw-up." he growled out the last word with distaste evident in his tone...Bofur picked up on that sound, hearing Kili was not as happy as he probably should be.

"Kili...your not a screw-up and you haven'y been a kid in a long time...at least in me eyes."at those words, brown eyes shot up briefly and a small smile formed...it warmed something inside Bofur's heart. "It does sound like a great opportunity...so what's the problem?" he noticed Kili quickly averted his eyes and licked his lips in nervousness as he waited to hear what the dilemma was.

"Well...it's...I..." he stammered out, his cheeks becoming red...then with a sigh and a hanging of his head he whispered out one of the secrets he had been hiding for so long from everyone around and let it out into the open. "I'm gay Bofur." he waited for Bofur's reaction there on that couch as Bofur just sat there with wide eyes for a few minutes, then a soft smile slowly formed onto his mustached lips.

"Well, i can see how that's a problem then. Does your Uncle know?" Kili nodded but remained quiet as Bofur scratched his bearded jaw in thought. "And he still thinks this is a good idea for you?" Kili nodded again...Bofur furrowed his brow in confusion. "But why?"

"Because I'm a prince and that's what a prince does. He marries a princess and they have little heirs to raise up to be the future King and Queen , no matter how I feel about this, it's my duty to the Kingdom." Bofur sat there pondering Kili's words for a short time, then he leaned over to pat Kili's knee in comfort.

"Oh lad...I'm sorry this is the way it is for you. If there's anything I can do...just ask me." Bofur patted Kili's knee once more before retreating back to his side of the couch...hoping Kili didn't read the truth of his crush, that he knew was glimmering in his hazel depths. He cleared his throat quickly, not noticing Kili was worrying on his bottom lip in distress once again.

"Do you mean that Bofur? Anything I need, i can ask you for?" Kili's knees began to tremble a tiny bit in anxiety of what he was about to ask for.

" Of course lad. Anything at all..if I can, I will do it for you." he saw the twitching that Kili's legs were doing, but he didn't comment on it. Kili closed his eyes and taking a deep breath to ease his tense nerves he spoke before he lost his courage.

"bofur, there's only one thing I want and need to give me the strength to do this. I...want..and need to know what it feels like to be made love to by a man. All I ask for is one night of knowing what it feel like to be loved the right way to get me through these years to come. Will you be the one who shows me? Can you show me how it feels...please?" his words were almost pleading of the man who just sat there in shock...eyes wide and mouth hanging open. Kili felt a thread of fear and apprehension curling its way inside the longer Bofur sat there silently. After a few moments he realized it was a bad idea and he should have never asked it...he quickly stood and nearly ran for the door as he stammered over his shoulder. "I'm sorry. It was wrong to ask. Forget about it. I'll go. Good night Bofur."

Bofur was shaken from his astonishment at Kili's words to him as he left , heading for the door. A dawning of realization that the man he had feelings for was walking out the door..possibly forever , goaded him into action. Seconds before Kili could touch the handle on the door Bofur leaped out of his seat and grabbed onto the young prince's hand, tugging him away from before he could leave him. Kili was startled for a moment at the touch and turned his eyes to stare at his companion...uneasiness on his face. He could see Bofur standing there swallowing nervously for a moment...the older mans mouth was opening and closing as if he was lost on words...then he did something Either of them was expecting.

"Kili...I...I...Ah hell." Bofur without any warning jerked Kili to him and swiftly sealed his lips to the younger mans own. He could feel Kili stiffen for a brief moment from the shock, but within seconds he was melting into the kiss.. a hand slipping up to clasp along the back of his neck to draw him in closer as Kili hummed into the kiss. It took Bofur a bit before he pulled away to gaze into those gorgeous half lidded brown eyes that were darkening in desire. "Ke...are you sure you want me?" the young man nodded quickly. "Why me?" he saw Kili glance down as he licked his lips..not seeing those hazel eyes following the movement as Bofur yearned to trace them with his own tongue but was a little bit timid to dare without consent...then Kili peeked up to look him in the face.

"Because, I trust you Bofur. I know you will not hurt me if anyway possible. I...trust you." Kili stopped himself from saying the love word and instead said trust to hide how he truly felt for this dark haired man that held him in his arms. Bofur felt a deep and humbling wave of emotion that left him trembling. This beautiful young man trusted him to such a degree that he would allow Bofur to show him such pleasure...which Bofur intended to show his trust was not misplaced. Once again Bofur pulled Kili tight to his body with one hand and with the other he reached over to caress the nape of Kili's neck...drawing him closer as he angled his mouth over Kili's, to plunder into that delectable cavern he had only dreamed about since the day they met almost 2 years ago.

SMUT AHEAD

Bofur slowly caressed Kili's body that laid upon his bed, naked as the day he was born. His eyes took in the expanse of the prince's body before him...the long legs with muscles that rippled with each movement..the strong well sculpted chest of an archer that had soft dusky nipples that teasingly peeked through the perfect amount of dark hair. Bofur licked his lips in anticipation of being able to touch and kiss this beautiful feast being offered to him. It was almost like a dream to him...he was tempted to pinch himself to see if he woke up but was afraid he would , so he held off. Instead Bofur ran his hands along Kili's body, committing it all to memory so on lonely nights he could bring out when he was pleasuring himself. Feeling the coarse hairs tickling his fingers that shielded those corded muscles made him groan which to his surprise caused a reaction in the young man before him. Watching how Kili's arousal twitched in that dark nest of curls and up upon his stomach mesmerized Bofur and made his mouth go dry. Bofur leaned down and began to kiss Kili's chest as his nose nuzzled through the hairs until he found what he was searching for , hidden by the coarse pelt there. His tongue peeked out and slid over Kili's dusky nubs, making the man arch up under him on a sharp intake of air, moaning Bofur's name. Bofur was pleased by the young mans reaction and he began to trace his hand downwards following the trail of hairs that led down to his ultimate goal.

Slowly he reached out and took Kili's length into his hand, feeling how hot and heavy it laid on his palm..he heard Kili gasp at the contact and felt a measure of pride knowing it was because of him. With soft gentle strokes upon that flesh he felt the man getting harder and longer as it swelled with blood...Kili arched his back up a bit and let loose a deeper moan, letting Bofur know how much he was enjoying the attention. Bofur began to firm his touches as he moved up and down, making Kili's voice rise up louder to echo around the room...it especially did when Bofur leaned down to take him into his mouth. Feeling Kili sitting hot and heavy in his mouth...tasting his salty fluid that was leaking out of the tip...seeing how Kili was clutching the sheets in his hand and hearing those low throaty moans turned Bofur on more than he thought possible.

Kili's world centered on Bofur's hand and hot mouth that was on his erection, bringing him such pleasure unlike anything he had ever known...it was better than his own hand he used whenever he was alone in the dark of his room. Kili knew he would not last much longer by how hot his body was feeling and how tight his stones were drawing up...sweat was forming on his body the closer he got, he quickly tapped Bofur on the shoulder to let him know how close he was.

"Bo...Bofur. I'm close....so, so close." he rasped out before he spilled into Bofur's mouth...giving him warning in case he didn't want it. To Kili's dismay Bofur pulled off...a string of saliva connecting them briefly before it broke. Bofur grinned at the look of Kili laying there...how flushed his skin was...how dark his eyes were that were trying to hide his frustration at being denied so. Bofur softly chuckled at the face Kili made at him and he reached over to slowly stroke Kili's thigh...soothing him a bit as his rich lilting voice caressed the archers ears.

"Be easy lad. I want to make this real good for you. Please trust me. It will be good." Kili took a breath and nodded as he worried on his lip, watching Bofur kneeling next to him there as he thought about something...then seeing Bofur give him a seductive smile as he spoke. "Mmmm...so how do you want it beautiful? Top or bottom?" he saw a slight frown of confusion on Kili's face and with a chuckle he trailed a finger along Kili's torso and down his thigh as he explained. "Top, my lovely azyung (lover), is where you are in control and inside of me....bottom is where I get the pleasure of being inside of you. So.. I ask you again, where do you want to take this?" all the while he was talking those calloused fingers were lightly skimming a path all along his naked body...creating goosebumps along wherever he touched. Kili's breathing was hitched and raspy as he tried to focus his mind on what Bofur was saying, which was very hard for him in that moment...literally.

"I...oh Mahal...I trust you Bofur. Please make love to me." he gasped out as Bofurs finger touched a very sensitive spot on his body. He barely saw the nod of the head, but caught that smile that was full of heat and pure seduction... making his legs tremble even more in anticipation of what was to come.

"Turn over lad...let me show you real pleasure." Kili complied without hesitation ...not knowing what to expect but showing his trust in the older man as he pillowed his head on top of his arms. Seconds later he felt Bofurs hands gently stroking and kneading his cheeks...periodically squeezing them gently. All of this turned Kili on even more, then he felt a thumb brushing across his hole and he gasped loudly he felt it twitch and he heard the purr of satisfaction coming from behind him. Bofur kept up the soft teasing touches against his entrance that was making the young man emit soft whimpers and gasps. Suddenly the touches went away briefly and the rattle of a drawer of the nightstand next to the bed could be heard...Kili turned his head to look over and saw Bofur pulling out a jar of oil to set on top of the stand. Kili watched as Bofur unscrewed the lid off with a tiny bit of confusion on his face at what it was for...he saw the dark haired mans smile as a small blush bloomed along his cheeks, just as a spicy scent reached his nose.

" I...uhmm...use this on myself...alot, I guess it seems." Bofur stammered out as if he was embarrassed about something...then it clicked in Kili's mind why he was blushing and what this was for. Bofur was embarrassed because it was half empty which meant he must pleasure himself..alot. This knowledge aroused Kili even more and he rose up from his position to kneel in front of Bofur.

"Really?" his voice was husky from being so turned on. " That's... I think i like that thought...you know...you pleasuring yourself." Kili nibbled on his bottom lip briefly as his ears turned pink at what he was about to ask. " do you think...maybe...I can watch you do that? I think I would love to see you doing that." he knew he surprised Bofur at his request but he also knew by his smile that he liked that idea also.

"Alright." swallowing hard he slowly turned around and eased into a position on his knees so Kili could watch...reaching over he scooped a small bit of oil onto his fingers and began. Kili was fascinated as Bofur spread the oil around the pink furl of his entrance...watching how it twitched at the touch of those stout fingers massaging across it and how sexy Bofur looked as his mouth parted open on a pleasurable sigh. Watching him made Kili hot with desire as Bofur slid first one finger inside...in and out for a few moments, then adding a second finger to slide inside. Bofur groaned at the feeling of the burning stretch...at first Kili was worried that it was hurting him, but the look on the older mans face dispelled that quickly. Bofur looked like he was totally enjoying it by the sounds of moans and gasps falling from his lips...his eyes that were closed didn't have crinkles that spoke of pain around the edges but of pleasure and his body was arching more into the touch of each movement and thrust of those thick appendages inside of him. Seeing this erotic display before him made Kili harder than he thought possible. Slowly, as if he was under a spell of compulsion, he reached behind himself and touched his own entrance with soft touches..mirroring those same motions as Bofur's hand was doing...the drag across his sensitive hole caused his muscles to flutter in pleasure. Watching in wonder at how much pleasure Bofur was receiving from his finger buried so deep inside himself, Kili decided to see for himself. He roughly pushed in his finger past the tight ring of his own and almost cried at the pain of it...he must have made a sound because the next moment Bofur had spun around and was pulling the painful intrusion from his body as he knelt closer to Kili.

"There, there lad. Let me show you how." quickly Bofur dipped Kili's fingers into the oil and guided his hand back to the aching hole...his voice dropped lower as he spoke heatedly into Kili's ear. " You must caress it...spread it around gradually and thoroughly to better ease inside. You need to coax it to open up...to relax for your finger... sucking it deep inside so you can caress it with purrr-fect strokes." as Bofur's rich lilting voice caressed Kili's ear, Kili did as he said and felt a rush of pleasure this time instead of pain....his lips parted on a low moan as he felt Bofur's hand brushing along with Kili's with soft touches along his sensitive hole. "That's right ...your doing perfectly. Be gentle ...don't rush it." Kili eased his eyes open to stare at this sexy man before him...those hazel eyes were breathtaking as they gazed heatedly at him. He felt a deep desire to watch Bofur opening himself up on those thick fingers while Kili mimicked those same movements within his own body.

"Please...Bofur. I want to see your fingers buried inside you too...I... Oh Mahal..please." in that moment, Kili didn't care how he sounded...he just knew he needed to see it. Bofur let out a whimper at the thought of what Kili was desiring of him...he then laid down on his back so he could watch Kili while he coaxed himself open further. As they both panted and moaned while thrusting their digits deep inside, Kili suddenly let out a hoarse yelp and he fell forward over Bofur...barely catching himself before falling entirely onto the man. Looking up into those dark brown eyes that were wide in shock..his breath gusting over him before Kili shakily spoke. "What...what was that? Oh my...it felt like sparks of heat shooting me...and so, so good." a shiver raced up Kili's spine at how good it felt as Bofur chuckled beneath him.

"That's your pleasure center. It's a delightful bundle of nerves that lies inside of you and oh by Mahal it does feel bloody good." he growled out as he too touched that spot inside of himself...jerking upwards a bit and then both making that sound as the motion brought both of their erections in contact with the other. Kili could feel his limbs trembling at the carnal feel of Bofur's hot length sliding along his and the hairs at their bases pleasurably scratching against each other. Kili could feel heat racing up his body along his spine...sweat beading along his skin as his eyes never left the vision of Bofur so aroused that he was practically mewling on the bed. The sight of Bofur getting closer and closer to his own orgasm made Kili yearn for more..to touch him. He quickly removed his hand...wiping the oil off of his hand and reached out to take a hold of Bofur's shaft...it was hot and heavy like velvet covered steel within his grasp. Kili's mouth watered at the feel and sight, so he leaned down to taste...licking a wet stripe up the hard shaft and over the tip that was leaking profusely with his salty essence. That taste across his taste buds made him growl in hunger for more and without any preamble he swooped down to engulf Bofur to the root...discovering that he had a gag reflex as he almost choked on it as it hit the back of his throat. Clearing the tears that had formed from his eyes he saw Bofur gazing at him with lust filled eyes as he gruffed out to the gasping prince over him.

"Mahal Kili...don't do that again or I will spill to quickly. Your mouth felt like paradise and I know I won't be able to hold back again. I want to have you screaming my name before I do." Bofur reached out with his free hand and tenderly stroked Kili's face that was still so close to his. Kili turned his face into the strokes to kiss the finger near his mouth before sucking the digit inside that wet heated cavern making Bofur gasp at the feel of his tongue swirling around. "Where...where did you..." Kili didn't let Bofur finish as he interrupted the older man's words of entrancement.

"Bofur. I want to sink myself in you.Be inside of you? Feel you stretched around me as I'm buried so deep in you? Can I, please beautiful?" he saw Bofurs breath hitch as he nodded, stunned speechless...Kili smiled. "Tell me how. I don't want to hurt you." Bofur trembled as he found his voice finally.

"Let me show you ..please ." he rasped out...one nod and Kili found himself flat on his back as Bofur began straddling him, taking Kili's thick length into his hand and began to slowly lower himself down onto it. Kili reached up with both hands and settled them onto Bofur's hips to help steady him as his blunt head nudged at that ring of muscle...then pushing through as Kili tilted his head back at the tight heat slowly engulfing him down to his root. The way Bofur's walls clenched him almost sent him over the edge then and there, making the young prince gasp as he tried to think of other things than that wet heat encasing him so perfectly...or how wrecked Bofur already looked over him seated upon his ample length. Once Bofur was fully seated he sat there to allow his body to adjust to the fullness inside of him..it almost felt like Kili was filling him to the limit his could endure. Never had he felt so full, so stretched as he did now. Never had any toy he used ever made him feel like this and he should know since he was after all a toy maker...he's been creating such things for adults for years now. Bofur's hazel eyes looked down and saw how tightly Kili was scrunching his eyes and trying to control his breathing in an attempt to stave off the pressure inside that was so close. "Kili?" Bofur gulped out and saw Kili's eyes fly open to peer up at him. " You okay?" the young man huffed out a laugh as he began kneading Bofur's hips.

"If you don't do something soon, I won't be." Bofur chuckled and began to lift up right to the point before Kili's shaft was about to leave his body then only to slowly sink back down again. Up and down he moved as Kili's hands flexed on his hips with deep groans of pleasure...trying hard to not thrust up into that tight heat because he was afraid to hurt Bofur. Suddenly , as Bofur came down at a particular angle he let out a curse on a moan and Kili knew he hit Bofur's special spot inside...he smiled.

"Oh Mahal! Focail menu durakeh kahomhilizu....arukh yothur menu!" (oh Mahal! Fuck me harder please...I need more!" Bofur's growling plea made something inside Kili snap and his eyes became predatory. Those soft, lazy thrusts he was doing suddenly became rougher...harder as his grip on Bofur's hips tightened and he began to slam Bofur down onto him as he thrusted up hard into him. The sounds of flesh slapping and Bofur's screams of ~YES!~ fueled Kili on to pound into this gorgeous man above him...making animalistic sounds as he pummeled into Bofur's spot inside of him. Kili gripped those hips harder in his hands...neither caring that there would be bruises afterwards...more caught up in how erotic Bofur looked with his head thrown back...how his normally neat braids were undone and around his shoulders as sweat drenched hairs clung to his face. Without slowing down , Kili flipped their positions where he was on top and was plowing into Bofur with all the hunger he had inside for this man. Suddenly Kili could feel his release coming closer and not wanting to release alone he quickly grabbed Bofur's neglected shaft and began to stroke in time with his thrusts...feeling his stones drawing tighter, he growled out a command to him.

"Zarira fur menu , azyung." (cum for me, lover) the moment those words left him he saw Bofur's back arching as he crashed over the edge...spilling his release onto Kili's chest leaving ropes to coat the dark hairs there. Feeling how tight that hole clenched around him as it spasmed with a strong grip as if it was trying to suck him deeper inside, was all it took before kili was roaring out as his orgasm over took him....slamming one last time as he filled Bofur with his hot seed. They both laid there gasping for breath...release sticking to the both of them... Bofur's furl twitched around Kili's member that was slowly softning until it finally slipped out with a wet squelch and let some of his seed leak out. It was Bofur who recovered first as he eased Kili off of him...more like peeled him off with a grimace at the mess between them and grabbed a rag from the floor to wipe them both off. As he was wiping Kili's hard chest off he saw the young man smiling sweetly at him and he thought his heart was going to stop at how stunning the young prince was. Bofur became a mite nervous and made to get up off the bed when suddenly Kili wrapped his arms around him and pulled him close to his body as he tangled their legs together to keep Bofur from leaving their warm nest. Bofur was not sure what to do at first about this but as Kili nuzzled his face along the top of his head he relaxed into Kili...using that firm chest as his pillow. Within moments deep satisfied breathing could be heard from both as they laid there in their own bubble of satisfaction...neither asleep but both enjoying the holding of each other.