Rating: { Explicit, Angsty }

~Early Morning~ (Kili's POV)

Kili slowly begins to wake up from his deep sleep he was in...a warm feeling of contentment surrounds him as he snuggles into his warm blankets around him. It takes him a few moments before he realizes that there is a warm body pressing intimately against his back and it was naked...and aroused. Kili's eyes fly open as his breathing accelerates in alarm...trying to remember what happened that brought him here. The fuzziness of his brain began to lift and he remembered that he had spent the night making love to Bofur...several times in fact. His mind remembered how that mouth felt pleasuring him beyond what he could ever imagine...how that body felt both under him and buried so deep inside touching that spot that made him scream himself hoarse in the deep throes of his orgasm. It didn't take long for his body to remember too, as he felt the blood beginning to fill his shaft ...Kili groaned softly as he tried to stop it from getting hard. At the sound of his groan he could feel Bofur pulling his hips closer and rubbing his thick length along Kili's cheeks while nuzzling his face into Kili's hair and neck. Kili could feel his body leaning into that touch and caress, wanting more of it...wanting it to last forever. It was the yearning of forever that jarred him back into reality and he began to slowly and gently ease out of those arms that beckoned him back even though Bofur was still asleep. Kili quickly and quietly got off the bed, only to glance back at the beautiful man laying there who softly whimpered at the loss...Kili fought his desire to just crawl back in and wrap himself around Bofur again...maybe make love to him one more time. With a trembling sigh , Kili gathered his clothes from the floor and ran out the door...clothes barely on as he raced down the halls towards his own rooms...his mind growling at everything that brought him to this moment in his life.

A few days ago his Uncle, King Thorin, had hit him with a thunderbolt when he announced to Kili over breakfast that King Rodric of the Blue Mountains proposed an alliance of marriage between their two kingdoms. King Rodric only had one daughter and no sons for heirs for the event if something happened to him, so he came up with a great idea since Erebor had two heirs...after all they could spare one of them. Thorin thought it was a marvelous idea and he chose Kili because he was young still and Fili was already trained to be Thorin's Heir, so he could easily let Kili go to the Blue Mountains. The offer entailed that upon the marriage of Prince Kili to the Princess Pharyn then Prince Kili would become the Heir of the Blue Mountain Kingdom. He would begin his training to take over the throne as it's next ruler and immediately begin trying to father the next heirs as fast as he could so to ensure the continuation of the royal line. It was a great opportunity and honor for Kili to be chosen for this..it would show everyone how mature he was. There was only one flaw in this grandiose plan of both Kings...Kili loved someone else..a man...Bofur Broadbeam.

 From the moment this dark haired dwarf fell into the home of Bilbo Baggins when he opened the door, Kili had been entranced by him. Those stunning hazel eyes that twinkled in laughter nearly all the time...those sweet lips, framed by a lush mustache, that seemed to always be turned up in a smile as if a secret joke laid inside, just waiting to burst out any moment. During the trip to Erebor, Kili would try to hide his attraction for this beautiful dark haired hatted dwarf each night as he watched those skillful hands whittling on some random piece of wood he found along the way...while wanton images of what those very hands could do if given something else hard to manipulate, danced across his mind...being very thankful for the thickness of his garment that hid his lascivious thoughts from showing to others around. 

After hearing his Uncle Thorin's plans to marry him to the Blue Mountain princess, Kili at first sputtered in surprise until he saw his Uncle's frown then he quickly clarified...believing Thorin would understand and possibly...hopefully...would support Kili in his desire to court Bofur. Alas, Kili was wrong...mostly. Uncle Thorin did understand how Kili felt, but none of it mattered because Kili was a prince and a prince must produce heirs no matter how they felt on this subject. Kili tried to reason with his Uncle but it was all to no avail in the end....Thorin became angry and slammed his hand down onto the table as he barked harshly at his young nephew who was flabbergasted.

"Enough! I will hear no more on this matter. It is time you grow up and do your duties as a true prince of Durin. You will marry this princess and produce heirs whether you like it or not..it's how it is going to be. The only way this wedding won't happen is if Mahal himself conjures up one of those mythological bearers that reside only in fairy tales and ancient legends from long ago. Then and only then will I allow this joining of our families not to happen." Thorin stood up swiftly from his chair as he towered over the young prince as a look of anguish crossed his face. "Don't place any hope on that son of my sister...bearers are only fantasy and don't exist...turn all your thoughts to reality and focus on how your going to court this woman." Thorin walked away, leaving a despondent Kili sitting there, and right before he walked out Thorin softly murmured what he hoped was a apology of sorts that would ease Kili's pain a little bit. "I'm truly sorry it has to be this way Kili...I really am." with those parting words he was gone. None of it mattered to the archer prince, he was still doomed to a loveless marriage...any and all hope was gone now. Uncle Thorin was right on one thing...his only hope for salvation laid in ancient legends that were believed to be extinct now....one had not been seen or heard of for several hundred years now. Kili also knew the one man he loved with his very being wasn't a bearer because no bearer would ever be part of the journey to reclaim Erebor...it was written that bearers could only be found in places of luxury not on some filthy journey wrought with danger that the company had embarked on nearly 2 years ago now. Kili cried as his heart broke in the knowledge of never going to be able to love Bofur..to be standing at his side as his heart yearned to do for all his life. It was in the darkness of night as he laid in bed tossing and turning in fitful sleep when a sliver of hope came to him in his dreams...almost like a whisper in his ears that said...

~One night...to hold in your heart...forever~

Kili jerked awake as that whispering of words took root in his heart and he knew what he needed to be able to face this desolation he was about to be enslaved to for the rest of his life. Last night when Kili saw Bofur sitting there in the rowdy tavern with his smile, Kili knew he needed to take a chance and act now before it was gone forever. When he had asked Bofur if he would show Kili how it felt to be made love to, he almost lost all hope whenever Bofur just sat there speechless at his words. Kili wanted to just crawl into a deep hole and possibly die because he believed Bofur was disgusted by the request..he tried to leave but was stopped by those strong calloused hands that sent sparks coursing through his body filling him with want and need. Turning around to stare at Bofur...praying he was not angry at Kili for this as he saw him standing there trying to form words...then surprise of all surprises he finally knew how good Bofur tasted as the toy maker kissed him. For a brief moment Kili just stood there in astonishment until finally his brain caught on to what was occurring ...Bofur was kissing HIM and he promptly wrapped his hand around Bofur's neck to pull him closer...sinking into that wonderful passionate feeling of those chapped lips moving upon his...a sound of pleasure slipping out into the room. To soon for Kili, he felt Bofur move away, inches from him and he almost whimpered at the loss...only to hold it in as Bofur queried about if Kili was sure he wanted this. Kili hastily nodded his head with certainty that this was most definitely what he wanted..even though it was only for one night. He saw the older man smile seconds before pulling Kili back into a heated kiss that made him believe he had entered heaven from how good the man tasted...how perfect he felt in Kili's arms as they moved against each other. Kili doesn't remember how he got undressed and on the bed...his mind was swirling to much in a sexual haze of bliss, but he surely could not miss or ever forget how Bofur's hands felt as they roamed all over his body...leaving a trail of fire along his skin that left him writhing in wanton desire on Bofur's bed. Whenever Bofur showed Kili how to give and recieve pleasure with just his fingers alone, Kili thought maybe he was dying from the intense feelings inside...then he knew he was the moment he felt Bofur's tight heat wrapped around Kili's hard shaft as the gorgeous man sat on his lap...savoring the way he filled Bofur. Kili could feel sweat beading his brow as he waited for Bofur to adjust to his thick rod buried so deeply inside...praying to not go over the edge and spill before they had even started as he closed his eyes tightly. It was Bofur's unsure remark above him that made him calm down enough to stave off his orgasm that threatened  to end it all to soon.

"Kili? You okay?" Bofur seemed hesitant for a brief moment...seeing that look on the older mans face was Kili's total undoing...he knew in that moment that one night would never be enough for him, but it would have to be.

"If you don't do something soon, then it won't be." he growled out with a smile in between his panting for air and the pain in his heart at the knowledge of never going to be able to do this again, which was quickly assuaged it as Bofur began to move over him. The feeling of those tight velvety walls that stroked and gripped him with each movement was pure heaven to Kili...coaxing wanton moans out of Kili's mouth as his eyes closed...tilting his head back in ecstasy. When bofur sank down at one point he let out a guttural moan...looking up into those lust filled hazel eyes, Kili was astounded how wrecked Bofur already looked with Kili sheathed so tightly in his body ...Kili paused for a moment to admire what he had done to Bofur and he glowed with pride that he, Kili, had caused Bofur to look demolished all from his hard shaft filling the older man so beautifully. Kili was torn out of his moment as Bofur let out a growl that held a note of pleading in it.

"Oh Mahal! Focail menu durakeh kahamhilizu...arukh yothur menu!" (Oh Mahal! Fuck me harder please...I need more!) the sound of those words falling from those luscious lips made something inside Kili snap and with an animalistic growl, Kili began to pound harder, deeper, rougher up into Bofur...making him mewl with each slap of their flesh meeting as he threw back his head , lost in the feeling of Kili plundering his depths. Kili knew he could watch Bofur like this forever...keeping him right here on the cusp of never ending  pleasure upon his rigid length, but the feeling of his impending orgasm was going to make that impossible soon. Without even slowing his thrusts, Kili flipped them both over so he was over Bofur...changing the angle of his thrusts and letting him sink a bit deeper inside as he kept pounding on that one spot inside of Bofur , making him claw at Kili's back. As Kili felt the heat and tightening inside of himself that heralded his fast approaching orgasm, he reached down to take Bofur in his hand...matching it with his thrusts perfectly  as he growled out to the ravishing man below him.

"Zarira fur menu, azyung." (cum for me , lover) as he felt Bofur comply...back arching as his cream spilled out of him...Kili thrusted one more time and followed his dark haired lover to the end. Kili laid there on top of Bofur as his body took in lungfuls of air...he could feel Bofur's release cooling on his skin between both of their heated bodies making both of their torsos sticky. Kili could feel his limbs trembling from the force of his release as he shakily eased up onto his elbows to take a tiny bit of his weight off of Bofur...his shaft was slowly softening even as he could feel Bofur's hole twitching around him , until finally Kili slipped out with a wet sound. As he was still trying to regain his senses a bit more he felt Bofur gently helping him to move off of Bofur and to the side...his chest hairs were matted to his skin earning a grimace at the feel of it.  

He barely noticed Bofur leaning over the side of the bed to grab a rag from the floor, but came to full awareness  as he felt Bofur softly wiping him clean of the mess that was made...there was a tender look on Bofur's face as if he was committing it all to memory. Kili gave him a smile that was full of the love inside of him and heard Bofur's breath tremble as he took his bottom lip between his teeth...Kili could feel himself becoming aroused once more but was still to spent to show yet. Suddenly, Kili saw Bofur making to get up and he felt it was all ending entirely to soon, so he quickly grabbed the man in his arms and laid them both down...pulling Bofur close to his body and he began to nuzzle the hairs on top of his head that felt almost silky in textured.

Even though both of their breathing had evened out, neither of them fell asleep...they both were just enjoying the feel of each others arms...the illusion that they would be able to stay there forever. It was the sense of this coming to an end that brought about the sense of urgency and desperation as they began to stroke the other back into arousal with hands and lips...making them writhe upon the disheveled sheets as they worked each other into feverish arousal. This time Kili implored for Bofur to take him...to show him how pleasurable it could be to be taken by one who cared. Sweat dripped off of Kili's torso as his back was pressed so tightly to Bofur's chest...one of those rough hands gripping his hips and the other wrapped tenderly across his chest. Bofur's mouth nipped at Kili's ear as his head was thrown back in ecstasy onto Bofur's shoulder...their growls and moans filling the bedroom as the sound bounced off the walls. At one point Bofur was thrusting into Kili so hard that the bed was slamming into the wall as Kili braced his hands on the headboard to steady himself all while his voice became hoarse as he screamed from the intensity of pleasure wracking his body. As a hot feeling began to coil tighter in his loins, Kili could feel Bofur was close himself by his erratic thrusts signaling his approaching climax. Bofur must have sensed how close Kili was too because he reached down and stroked the archer till he was spurting onto the sheets below with a hoarse bellow of Bofur's name...which triggered Bofur's own hot release that Kili could feel splashing deep inside of him, coating his shuddering walls and filling him up. Both of them lost all strength and collapsed into a tangle of limbs onto the bed on their sides...still linked together as they embraced. Both were practically purring at how good they felt as exhaustion over came them and sent them both to sleep...a smile of contentment upon both of their faces.

Kili suddenly realized he made it to his rooms without encountering anyone else in the halls...with a sigh of relief he ducked into his living quarters where he quickly bathed off any remnants of last nights activities. As he scrubbed himself clean, he would wince at how sore and tender he was with each movement and touch upon his pleasantly abused flesh...each ache reminding him of all that they both had shared between them. After he was sure he was thoroughly clean he got dressed and that was when Kili Durin finally broke down completely...his misery at the unfairness of it all crashing down around him. That was when Kili wept as if his heart was shattering into millions of pieces, because it was under the knowledge  that he would never know love like he experienced last night in his true loves arms. From this moment on Kili would be nothing but a hallowed man chained to a woman who could never hold any piece of his heart for it was gone already...safe in the care of a dark haired toy makers keeping.