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mikathemonster · 7 months

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could you do fili with praise for kinktober please💞💞

kinktober, episode 1 <3

author's note: the way I am so numb and horny after writing this means I desperately need to go touch some grass. anyways, I'm so excited to start off kinktober with a cute Fíli drabble <3 feel free to request more if this one really got y'all going :) enjoy!

Pairing: Fíli / Gender-neutral Reader

Word Count: 850

summary: porn without any plot in sight <3

content warnings: nsfw, cowgirl/riding, needy/whiny men, need I say more?

DO NOT REPOST OR COPY. MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT.

“You’re taking me so well,” he cooed as you slowly eased yourself along his length. The pleasure was more than enough to send you reeling as you grinded down on top of his lap.

“I always do,” you hummed, setting a slow pace as you savored the feeling of him filling you up. “Don’t I, Fíli?”

He looked at you with half-lidded eyes as he watched you take all of him, smiling when you wrapped one of your hands in his hair to anchor yourself. “Fuck, ghivashel…”

His eyes rolled back for a moment from the feeling of your cunt sucking him in, a mixture of your arousal and his pre-cum already making a mess where you two were connected.

With a playful smirk, you positioned his head to face you dead on. “Come on, now. Don’t grow quiet now, love. Tell me how good I’m making you feel, hm?”

He pulled you close, chuckling as he planted kisses along your neck. “You always look so gorgeous when you’re like this.” His hands found purchase on your sides, massaging circles along your hips as he watched you take him so deliciously.

Your pace quickened at the praise, deciding to reward him for his good behavior. “And?”

His breathing was becoming slightly uneven now and it was taking all of his willpower to not turn the tides and pound you into the mattress. Gods, the things you did to him were enough to drive him crazy.

“A-and,” he paused, a moan ripping out of him as you slammed your hips against his. “That’s it, right there. Please, don’t stop now. You’re perfect.”

His kisses were becoming more sloppy against your skin as he teased one of your nipples with his tongue, eliciting a moan out of you as you leaned into his touch. You tightened your grip on his hair and smiled at the way he melted into the palm of your hand. Just the sight of him desperately trying to keep it together was enough to make you even wetter as you continued bouncing on his cock.

“Ahh, please,” he whined, bucking his hips up into you, reaching deeper inside you as you buried your head in the crook of his neck, your moans and heavy breathing only warming his ears. “Y/N, it’s like you were made for me, for this… Nobody else can fuck me the way you do.”

A sharp cry came from you as a padded thumb found your clit, rubbing gently in tandem with his thrusts and your grinding. “Fuck, Fíli, you’re doing so good. Keep talking, please.”

Between his whining voice and the sheer pleasure of you riding him, you could tell you were getting close.

And between your dominating attitude and the way your pussy was drowning his cock, he was also very close to the brink.

But that dominating attitude was quickly whittling away with every thrust of your lover as he bullied his cock deeper inside you, going faster and harder as he sent you bouncing on his cock. Your hands moved to steady themselves on his shoulders, digging your nails and leaving red marks on his war-scarred skin just to anchor yourself as best as possible.

“You’re driving me wild, Y/N–” He was barely keeping himself coherent now as his thrusts sent you bouncing on his cock with such intensity that you were starting to go dumb. “Fuck, I’m getting close now.”

“Fíli, don’t stop,” you pleaded, biting into his shoulder now to keep yourself from melting into his violent pacing. “Come on now, we can hang in there a little longer, hm?”

He let out a guttural moan at your words, knowing it would be more fun if he complied.

“Anything for you, ghivashel,” he whined in between thrusts, trying his best to hold out. “Gods, you’re so warm, so tight. You’re so fucking perfect. I could fuck you like this forever–”

More babbling spewed from your lover’s lips as he lost himself in the overwhelming pleasure of your pussy pulsing around his length as you came.

Your grip on his shoulders tightened as his name was all you could scream, his thrusts slowing down enough for you to ride your high before quickly speeding back up so he could chase his own. Tears brewed in your eyes as the overstimulation was starting to hit you, feeling so sensitive that pain and pleasure seemed one and the same now. You bit his shoulder harder this time, knowing it would certainly leave a mark in the morning, and the next few thrusts led to him painting your walls white.

A mixture of him and you was beginning to leak out from where you were connected as the two of you could only swallow each other’s moans in the sloppiest kiss imaginable. His hands rubbing soothing circles into your back now as your own moved to massage his now tender shoulders.

“Shall we keep going?” You grinned, feeling him begin to grow hard again as you moved yourself against him.

“Give me just a moment to recover,” he breathed. “But absolutely.”

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harrypoppinss · 1 year

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How the Dwarfs show PDA

Thorins company x gn!reader

Warnings: an insane amount of fluff, implied smut

Thorin

Being the King of Erebor meant that he had a lot of responsibility on his plate. Even before the Dwarfs defeated Smaug and reclaimed Erebor, he wasn’t overly affectionate publicly; that didn’t change once he re-built his kingdom. Kissing is a no go, but instead he would just always have you hold onto his arm as you walked, or vise versa. But when you’re alone in your shared chambers, its like he can’t get enough of you. Thats when he always makes up for the lack of attention and affection that he can’t openly show like he wants to, but if he sees someone flirting with you then thats thrown out of the window; literally. He will pull you up onto his throne and make-out with you infront of everyone if he wants to… and he has… many times. But most of the time; not very into PDA.

Fíli

Like his Uncle, he has a lot of responsibilities since he’s the heir to the throne. But he doesn’t let that stop him. Once he’s done with his daily duties as the prince of Erebor, he gives you his undivided attention and affection. He always makes sure you’re able to stretch your legs, so he usually like to take late night walks through the mines as you two attempt to not be seen by the guards. One time though you did get caught doing… something. But that’s a story for another day and time. Sometimes he will literally just slip away from the meetings to go and be with you but only if Kíli is there to cover for him. He doesn’t have a problem with showing you how much he adores and loves you, even if that means getting his head chewed off by Thorin for skipping his royal duties.

Kíli

This man is literally the definition of PDA. He doesn’t have as many duties as his brother so he gets to spend his free time with you. He doesn’t care who watches you two as you walk through the halls of Erebor with his arm tucked tight around your shoulders; paired with a proud grin on his face that reads “yeah thats right they’re mine”. He doesn’t care if his Uncle scolds him for it, you’re his one. He tends to pepper kisses all over your face at random times, which inturn makes you incredibly flustered, sometimes his own brother has to pry him off of you. He’s just a lovey-dovey type of boyfriend and he is not afraid to show it to the whole Kingdom of Erebor.

Dwalin

Not a fan of PDA at all. However, if he sense that you’re having an off day, or if he sees someone openly flirting with you…. well then it’s like he’s a whole new person. He’ll pull you into his chest as he rubs circles on your back, giving the person that was attempting to flirt with you a death glare and grinning when he watches them basically shit their pants and scramble away. If its the scenario where you’re having an off day he will find someone to cover for him most of the time with a threat before taking you back to your shared house as he gives you his undivided attention and affection. All in all; this man can quickly become the worlds biggest simp for you.

Bofur

Like Kíli, he’s the definition of PDA. As soon as he gets home from work he’s all over you; literally. He will physically jump on top of you if you’re ignoring him, especially after a long day in the mines. Which usually leads to you forcing him to get up off of you so you can fix him a bath. Even when you’re doing that, his hands are wrapped around your waist as his chin rests on top of your head. In public it doesn’t change, his fingers are laced with yours and he’s constantly finding an excuse to kiss you. You have something on your lips? Kiss. You turn to look at him? Kiss. He wants your attention? Multiple kisses. He just adores showing you how much he loves and cherishes you, even during the journey to reclaim Erebor.

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mlmxreader · 3 months

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Warm Enough? | Fili x gn!reader (🍋)

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↳ ❝ Hi can I request 43 and 109 with fili please? ❞

: ̗̀➛ Along the way, you get separated from the company, and upon reuniting with Fili, you can only think about trying to get warm.

: ̗̀➛ swearing, anal sex, spit as lube, praise kink, anal fingering

: ̗̀➛ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

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It was freezing cold. You could feel your hands becoming raw and stinging with the ice, fingertips frozen and shaky as you did your best to fumble with your coat and pull it closer; you had been separated from Thorin's company for what seemed like weeks.

Struggling to track them through the dense snow and ice, as even Dwarvish footsteps, known for their heavy nature, were difficult to see amongst the continuous thunder of snow. It clouded your vision, thick white curtains constantly blowing and distorting your view.

The wind would howl triumphantly, masking any sound that the company might have made; but that was when you stumbled upon a tree. It wasn't unlike any other, still thick and covered in a soft white duvet upon all of its branches; it seemed to weep with the weight of the heavy burden.

But laid upon its crackling and flaking bark was a carved word; singular, but you knew what had made it, and laid your hand upon the mark as you sighed with relief. Closing your eyes for a moment and resting your head against the icy and slick bark. Fili had carved it, and you could still smell his knife against the bark.

They were close. You found another a few minutes forward, and then a few minutes to the left; but then you heard them, and you grinned. Snow kicked up your calves and knees as you ran as fast as you could; ignoring the stinging sensation in your feet as the ice pierced through your boots and socks with long, thick daggers.

A howl of their names left your mouth, and you could see them turn around; Fili was the first to get to you, his body clashing with yours so hard that you both fell into the snow.

A mountain of snow seemed to explode around you both, and you found it difficult not to laugh as you gently cupped his face in your hands and pressed a kiss to the tip of his nose. His face was bright pink, flushed with both cold and flushed as he grinned brightly.

"You made it," he breathed out softly. "For too long I thought I’d lost you."

"You didn't think I'd be lost forever, did you?" You asked softly, gently flicking the metal on his moustache. "I thought you'd have more faith in me."

Fili smiled as he shook his head, helping you up and out of the snow despite the fact that it clung to his sides and your back so terribly. A long streak of falling cotton balls cascading from your neck down to your ankles.

"I never doubted you," he told you with the softest of hums. "Come on, my uncle and brother have been worried sick."

You knew Thorin well enough to guess that he probably did; he knew that you and Fili had always been sweethearts, ever since the day you had met, and although he never doubted your skills for a moment, he had been worrying himself into panic when you had gotten separated.

Kili, however, didn't even say a thing as he pulled you flush to his chest and hugged you tightly; you could see the worry in his eyes when he pulled away, but all he could do was smile as relief washed over him. You were like a sibling to him. Ever since you and Fili had been together, Kili had welcomed you with open arms and had never allowed you to feel a moment's peace. You nodded curtly at him, clearing your throat.

The others were quick to follow suit, relived and more than glad that you had not died; they had all seen enough death for hundreds of years, and losing the significant other of Thorin's heir would have been too much for any of them to handle. Fili, especially.

But he was quick to pull you aside, ushering you into the small cave nearby and leading you through the winding dark until you came to a small fire; he cleared his throat, sitting down and glancing at you quickly.

"When we first made camp here," he explained, "me and Kili agreed that I should keep a fire right here. For when you came back."

You sat down beside him, able to feel the snow melting and slowly working its way down your back. "You waited for me?"

Fili nodded, daring to smile. "It didn't take much to convince the others - given the weather."

You nodded in agreement, cosying up to him and grumbling under your breath. "I'm sorry that I worried you all... really. I never meant to cause no harm."

"You didn't," he reassured with a shake of his head. "Me and Kili... we tried to search for you, but the weather kept stopping us, so I carved a trail as far as I could hoping you would find it."

"I did," you hummed. "I knew it was you..."

"Kili also carved some," he went on, "we made sure that no matter what direction you came from, we had a trail... Thorin insisted on staying back with the others, he said that if you didn't find the trails, you might find the camp."

You snuggled up to him a little more, sitting on his thigh as you leaned into him and hummed under your breath, able to feel his slowly warming hands run down to the waistband of your trousers. Wet from the melted snow and ice, he gently kissed your temple.

"Maybe you should get out of these," Fili whispered. "Let them dry."

"What about the cold?" You asked softly.

"I'll keep you warm," he told you gently. Doing his best not to grin when you got off of his lap, giving him a knowing smile as you slowly started to strip; the wet slap of your clothes hitting the ground as you shivered and looked at his crotch.

His trousers were tented, his hand buried beneath the fabric as he watched you closely, hungrily. You licked your lips, swallowing thickly as you straddled his waist and grabbed the front of his shirt tightly, your knuckles clicking.

"Come here," Fili whispered, kissing you deeply as he tugged at his trousers to free his hard cock.

He pushed you from his lap softly, asking you to get on your hands and knees for a moment and letting out a gentle and soft praise when you did as he said; with rough and calloused hands, he spread your cheeks apart, and spat in your tight asshole before working it open with two of his thick fingers.

You whimpered softly, pushing back against him and begging him for more; Fili pulled back, letting another stringy glob of saliva fall into you before he worked you open a little more until he was satisfied with you.

He knelt behind you, gently tracing your cold skin from the back of your neck to the underside of your ass. Grabbing it for a moment as he smiled, letting his trousers and undergarments fall to his knees.

"Are you ready, beloved?" His voice was hoarse and raw, thick with need and want as he gave himself a few good strokes, slicking his cock with precum.

He spat on his hand twice, working his saliva up and down the veiny, slick skin until it squelched against his palm.

You nodded, breathless as you wiggled your hips. "Yes, Fili, please."

"Good," he praised softly, lining himself up before gently, slowly pushing himself into your ass.

Groaning softly when you took him all the way to the hilt, his coarse blond hair pressing against your ass cheeks.

The softest of moans left you as you pushed back against him, quietly gasping when you felt his entire weight rest on you, his forearms planted either side of your face as he let his lips rest by your ear; grunts and growls covered up his gentle and sweet praises.

You could feel every movement of his cock, the slight curve to the left hitting all the right spots as he snapped and rocked his hips in a steady rythm.

"Is this warm enough for you, beloved?" He whispered softly, no teasing or joking evident in his gentle voice.

You nodded, your hand wandering over to his and holding it tightly as you did your best to keep up with his rhythm despite the coldness of your bones. "Yes, my Prince."

"You feel so good," Fili praised kindly, sincerely. "Taking me so good, too... you're wonderful, my beloved."

You whimpered, the praise making you smile as you did your best to try not to allow it to get to you too much; but the slow and steady pace, how easily his cock thrust in and out of you, all the way to the base od the tip before going back in, it was making a sheen sheet of sweat cover your body.

The droplets glistening with the tender glow of the fire so sweetly, so beautifully. The gentle rise and fall of his chest against your skin, the coarse fabric of his shirt rubbing against you; the warmth of his hands and his crotch and his thighs against your exposed, cool skin.

The gentle yet ticklish brush of his beard and moustache against your neck and your ear, coupled with his warm breath and his tender praises.

You lapped it all up, every movement, every breath, every brush, every stroke.

You needed it all, so selfish and greedy in your own desire that you could feel it turning to a knot in your stomach; your stomach acid bubbling and brewing the more intense that your need and desire became. You could feel your toes starting to curl as you panted heavily, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as you fucked yourself against his cock.

You felt him go limp above your for a moment, cock throbbing as he ceased all movements and filled your ass until it squelched.

It only took a moment before he worked you all over again, desperate to see you cum for him and come undone; you weren't going to last long, knowing all too well that his praises were making their way beneath your skin and into your blood, pulling you apart at the seams the more that Fili slowly and gently fucked you.

Kissing you so softly and so gently between each and every kind and tender praise. You couldn't help it, pushed over the edge as you softly cried out his name and bucked against him with great need.

Fili saw you through every second of your release, only daring to pull out when he felt you spasm and writhe beneath him, giving your ass a firm pat before pulling you onto his lap and kissing you softly, gently.

"You were so good," Fili praised. "I didn't go too far, did I?"

"No," you whispered, shaking your head as you gently traced his jaw. "You were just right."

"I'm so sorry I lost you," he admitted. "It was my fault."

You shook your head, stealing another quick kiss. "It wasn't. Nobody could've seen those trolls coming, not even you."

"I should have," he sighed. "I told Thorin I would protect you, just as you told him that you would protect me and my brother."

"But you did," you pointed out. "You kept the fire lit and you marked the trail. You did protect me, my beloved Prince."

Fili frowned, looking at your lips for a moment before sighing. "Are you warm enough, yet? I think Kili might have a spare change of clothes, if you should need them."

You nodded, clearing your throat as you laughed softly. "You better do - I don't think my clothes are going to be dry enough just yet."

He smiled, daring to kiss the tip of your nose gently before letting you get off of his lap; he hummed, pausing to take another look at you. "I won't be very long, my beloved."

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kasha-formerlydrabbletastic · 2 years

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Good On You, Kee

Kili x Fem!Reader x Fili

Summary: Kili is setting up traps to hunt, when he comes across something very interesting.

Word count: 1,898

Warnings: Mature readers only, 18+. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. Smutty. Voyeurism. Threesome. Cunnilingus. Fellatio. P in V sex. Masturbating. Facesitting. Possible secondhand embarrassment.

After cozy Hobbit holes and orcs astride snarling wargs, Kili thought that maybe - just maybe - the quest was starting to dry up. Apart from his bickering quest-mates and the occasional animal to snare, there hadn't been much action. It was quite possible that he was building the whole thing up in his mind anyway, imagining that the company would be fighting off enemies every other day and rescuing damsels and reclaiming more than just their homeland.

A young dwarf could wish, couldn't he?

He trudges through the thicket, having emptied his bladder, in search of something bigger to kill than rabbits and birds. Perhaps, should he score something with a little more meat on its bones, he could make more than just his own night far more interesting than it would've been otherwise. How much could this improve the company's morale, their moodiness?

Kili spends some time setting up traps and positioning camouflage in order to be able to see and not be seen by any game that might wander in. When he's done, he stands, admiring his work and hoping against hope that he doesn't fail this one. In his mind, he sees himself walking back into camp with a deer hoisted across his shoulders to the utter surprise of the lads, and they cheer for him, take his kill off his hands to be gutted and prepared for a spectacular dinner feast.

He smiles at the thought, though it doesn't last for long.

A noise comes from a short distance away, pulling his attention in that direction. It's not something one would hear in the woods on any normal day, he thinks, but it certainly is intriguing given how familiar the noise is; he's heard you sigh like that before, though you've never sounded so winded just walking through the woods. He moves to investigate, concern growing in his mind at the thought that you might be unwell. He tries to be quiet, however futile it might be at this point, to not scare away any kills, and as he turns around a tree, he stops dead, taking in the scene before him.

Your back is against another tree, and were your eyes open, you would be looking right at him, but as it is, your head lolls back and to the side, your lips parted in what he understands as definitely not any sickness of any kind. In fact, it looks quite like you are enjoying yourself. His eyes trail from your face, down your neck, along your heaving chest to find his brother's golden mane level with your hips, your hands buried in his hair.

Kili should turn around, he thinks, should leave this moment where it is and mind his business, but his feet are rooted to the spot, the sounds spilling from your lips hypnotizing him, making him drunk, and flowing right to his cock.

"Mahal," he whispers, his hand absent-mindedly adjusting the crotch of his trousers before he palms himself. The pressure against his budding erection feels good, even better when the image of his head between your legs floats through his mind.

Fili's hands grip your thighs as he presses his face into your heat, feasting on what must be nectar of the heavens with how his mouth moves, lapping like he would never taste anything so exquisite ever again.

He watches as your fingers grip tighter, your breaths come more rapidly. Your salacious moans peak just before they're cut off and your brow wrinkles, your mouth opening wider to accommodate the best sound Kili has ever heard; an exhalation, a cry even, dances into the air around you, gamboling directly into his ears and soaking into his blood. His fingers curl around his cock, beginning to stroke it over the fabric of his pants before he decides to take it out. He sighs almost inaudibly as his cock lands in his palm, heavy with arousal.

Fili continues in his feast as Kili starts pumping, his attention solely focused on the way his brother's mouth works on you. His own mouth waters at the thought of eating your cunt, of tasting your nectar on his tongue as you came for him.

That's when his eyes drift to your face and his heart stops; your eyes meet his over the open space between you and panic rears in his stomach. He barely decides to run for the hills as you shake your head at him.

"It's okay," you mouth. "Watch."

Kili can't believe his luck, can't believe you want him there, that you want him to see you in such a position. He almost high-tailed it back to camp with shame; voyeuristic tendencies aside, this is you, friend and fellow company member, and his brother. Certainly there was a place for him in a hellish afterlife for this.

But you bite your lip, keeping your eyes on Kili as Fili guides you into your next climax.

Only then does Fili get to his feet, but before he has the chance to turn around, you pull him in; Kili expects a kiss, but your lips brush Fili's ear, and you whisper something to him. Once more does panic rear as Fili turns to Kili, a smirk on his face.

"C'mere, Kee," he says, beckoning him forward.

Kili puts his cock away, pretending that he wasn't just masturbating to this private moment and hoping that the appendage doesn't give him away. He stumbles into the space, his cheeks aflame with embarrassment.

"Don't be shy, Kee," you say, your fingers opening the first button on your shirt. "Did you like what you saw?"

Kili glances between the two of you, wondering what trouble would land on him if he told the truth.

"You can be honest," Fili says, Kili knowing full well that Fili senses his tells.

Kili's eyes fix on your fingertips, watching as they pluck each button free, exposing the skin of your chest.

"Very much," he murmurs.

He watches as your shirt flutters open, the curve of your breast calling his name. You slip the garment off, leaving you only in the trousers around your ankles and your boots.

"Ain't she a beauty, Kee?" Fili intones, elbowing his brother. "Don't you want to give her a try yourself?"

Kili's eyes flick up, expecting to see hesitation.

"You want a taste, Kee?" you say, reaching for his hand; you pull it toward you, taking his finger and gliding it along your slick. Next, you guide it to his mouth, and he parts his lips, tonguing at the juice on his fingertip.

He groans at the taste, his eyes rolling back as he savors your flavor.

"Lay down, Kili," you order, softly.

Under your spell, he does exactly as you say, hoping his obedience will lead to more, like a pup with a treat. He gets onto his back on the forest floor, watching you pull your trousers and boots off.

You stand over Kili, staring down at him as he once more thanks his lucky stars he's allowed to be privy to such a sight; you strong legs bend to lower you down until your soaking cunt hovers over his face, the scent filling his nose as he breathes deep. His cock twitches in his trousers, simply dying to be drowned in you.

His lips brush your inner thigh, his stubble scratching the soft skin as he makes his way up. He meets your gaze, watching your expression as his tongue flicks out along your heat.

"Ah!" you gasp as it slips over your clit.

That sound alone spurs him on, and he doesn't care that his brother has been here first or that he's watching over his shoulder. No, all that matters is your gorgeous, delectable cunt and that he's the one tasting it now.

"Good, Kili," Fili says when you grind your pelvis against his mouth, eager for your release.

In response, Kili wraps his arms around your thighs, anchoring you to him as you writhe, as your pleasure escapes your lips in sighs and moans. His hunger leads him as he laps up every drop of dew you have for him. Even when Fili drops his trousers and holds his cock to your lips, you are still the most beautiful thing he's ever experienced. He watches with wonder - and envy - as you take his brother as far down as you can, humming around the member whenever Kili hits the right nerve.

Soon, your breaths come quicker, and your legs begin to twitch as Kili feasts, lapping at your clit, nourishing himself with your juices. In next to no time at all, Fili's cock slips from your mouth and you cry to the tree tops as you come, riding Kili's face until you tremble.

Fili comes, too, ejaculating onto your face and opened mouth. When he finishes, he presses a kiss to your cum-covered lips, and gently cleans you up with the a fresh handkerchief from his pocket.

Kili, on the other hand, drowns in the hormones still raging through his body, his cock about ready to burst as well. He slips out from under you and removes his jacket, placing it over your shoulders before he hoists you up; you giggle as you wrap your legs around his waist, your back at once pressing against a tree. He holds you there for a moment, fumbling with one hand to pull his cock free once more and line up with your entrance.

"Mahal!" he groans as he presses into you, lost in the grip around his cock and the way your breath hitches.

"Oh, Kili!" you gasp as he begins to thrust.

"Good on you, Kee," Fili encourages, leaning against the tree to press a kiss against your neck. "Don't forget her clit."

Keeping you steady, Kili moves a hand, pressing the pad of his thumb against your clit. He rubs in circles, timing each thrust perfectly.

"That's it," Fili says, but who it's directed at, Kili doesn't know.

He simply moves, intent on you squeezing the life out of his cock, on making you come. He can feel you dripping down his balls as he pounds into you, the sweat on your bodies mingling.

"Fuck," you whimper, squeezing your fingers into his shoulders. "Kee... I'm gonna come!"

"Do it for me," he growls. "Come on my cock."

In one, two, three thrusts you come, your muscles spasming around Kili as he chases his release. He feels his impending high, dropping the hand between your bodies and pulling out of you; he takes hold, pumping his seed onto the tree, dropping his head onto your shoulder as he grunts to his finish.

The woods are quiet in the aftermath, your evening breaths the loudest noise he can hear. He drops you gently to your feet, watching as you pick up each article of clothing you've stripped from yourself.

The three of you dress, only looking at each other once everything was on. You and Fili grin at the sheepish expression on Kili's face, and you move forward.

"Don't worry," you say, your hand coming to rest on his jaw. "It'll be easier next time."

"Next time?" he asks quickly.

You smile, turning away from him as you and Fili walk back toward camp.

"Wait," Kili says, excitedly, following along. "There's going to be a next time?"

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hobbitsesoftheshire · 11 months

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Okay this was written at 3 am on mobile so dont judge...

Warnings: kissing, question related to sex, nudity, more kissing making out. I think thats all??

Picture not mine!!!

The company had stopped hours ago at a small clearing for the night and even though everyone was tired no one seemed to want to go to sleep. You were talking with Bofur about some games you had back in your world.

"Oh and then there's this one called truth or dare" you said.

"How do you play it?" he asked.

"Do you need a board or cards or something for it?" asked Ori.

"No, the rules are simple. Everyone at their turn get to ask someone truth or dare. You choose truth and they can ask you anything and you have to answer truthfully. Dare and they can dare you to do anything and you have to do it" you explained.

"That sounds fun" Kili exclaimed. "Can we play?"

"Sure! I'll start asking. Who's in?" you challenged.

Most of the company said they are in exept for Balin, Oin, Dwalin and Thorin.

"Okay so Bofur truth or dare?"

"Truth"

"Okay umm.. do you take the hat off while bedding a woman?" you asked.

"What kind of a question is that? Of course i do not!" he said smugly.

"Okay now its your turn to ask someone"

The game went on like that for a while. Nori had gone skinny dipping and was now pretty much naked with a towel around him, Ori had to show some of his unfinished art and so on. Until it came to Kilis turn to ask someone.

"Y/n, truth or dare?" he asked grinning.

"Dare"

"Kiss Fili"

"What" said both you and Fili.

"Well the dare can be anything and i dare you to kiss my brother" he stated.

"Well alright then" you told him before walking over to Fili and leaning in before kissing him on the lips.

The kiss only lasted a few seconds but it still left you out of breath. You looked into his blue eyes before he leaned in to kiss you again, this time more passionetly.

You kissed for a long while before he picked you up and laid you on your back on the ground. You pulled away to take a couple of breaths and you were leaning back in until someone interrupted the two of you.

"Alright i get it that you like each other but get a room" said Thorin. You had not realised that you had all eyes on you the whole time. You started blushing but the you blurted out. "Well we could get a room if you could just let us stop in town for even one night"

"Alright then, we will stop in the next town so that Y/n and Fili can have a little privacy" he stated and went back to talking to Dwalin.

His statement earned a few thank yous from the company. You on the other hand were a blushing mess pinned under Fili.

"I will do more than just kiss you once we are in a private bedroom, amrâlimê" he whispered in your ear before getting up and walking to his brother.

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laurfilijames · 1 year

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Gilded In Gold

Pairing: Fili x female reader

Words: 1,327

Warnings: Rated E, 18+. Post-sex body worship of the crown prince. Nudity. Slight masturbation (M), touching ones-self. Brief oral (M receiving)

Summary: In the blissful moments following your love-making, you admire your One as he relaxes in the early morning sun.

A/N: A little The Belly and chest fur worship because how can you not? @deanobingo

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Fili sauntered almost lazily over to the bed, allowing you a long look at the body that had just finished pleasuring you beyond the point of exhaustion, your head resting heavily on a pillow that shielded you from the cold, stone floor while your eyes followed him effortlessly from where you lay.

His chest still heaved as he worked to catch his breath, and you smiled to yourself in appreciation of his vigorousness in the sport of love-making.

The toned muscles in his back flexed wildly when he lifted a bulging arm up to run his fingers through his hair that stuck to his face from sweat saturating the edges, turning the wheat-coloured tresses a deeper hue than normal. He sighed as he collapsed against the mattress, the wooden headboard supporting his upper half while his legs were cradled by the furs beneath them. One bent to rest at an angle, the other remaining against the bed; the full spread of his legs displaying his manhood in too-enticing of a way.

His torso contracted when he twisted toward the side table to retrieve his pipe, the purse of his lips something to be admired as he placed the intricately carved piece between them and worked at igniting the pipeweed. His brows knitted together when he inhaled deeply, all of his features relaxing upon his exhale, and when the plume of smoke faded away, it revealed his icy gaze at you from across the room.

You propped yourself up on an elbow, desperate to get a better look at the glory of your One who sprawled upon your bed as though he was an ornament amongst the furs.

His skin was tinted pink, his chest and cheeks flushed with heat and reminders of where your hands had been, and a thin sheen of sweat made him glow in the growing morning light. The soft orange beams highlighted him like the treasure he was, making the amber curls that covered his skin look as though they were plated in gold; suiting him like gleaming armor.

Taking another drag from his pipe, he rested the hand that held it on top of his raised knee, tilting his head curiously to the side as he continued to peer at you through heavy lids adorned with long, flaxen lashes.

You couldn't help but let your eyes follow his movements, traveling down from his eyes to his hand that had held you against him firmly mere moments ago, and then further to where his flaccid cock leaned heavily against his vast inner thigh. The coarser hairs that decorated his member appeared darker; sodden and untidy from a combination of sweat, spend and slick, making your core clench in knowing he was sticky and smelling of you.

You swallowed thickly, returning your gaze up to meet his, and like he knew what was on your mind and seeing how your body was already responding to wanting him again, Fili hooked an eyebrow high on his head.

Licking your lips, you shifted where you lay, purposefully adjusting in order to better display yourself to him; the art of seduction quickly flourishing into a subtle competition between you.

His belly jumped slightly as he let out a noise that was somewhere between a hum and a chuckle, giving a faint shake of his head in amusement, his wild hair gleaming like gold as the sunlight shined on it. The day-old braids were now almost unrecognizable and completely unruly from how much your fingers had torn through them, the quickly approaching day revealing how many hours of the night were dedicated to ruining his previously-neat strands.

Dust danced in the light that beamed in through the window, spreading a warmth across his relaxed form that accentuated the dense spans of curls on his chest, and in wanting to card your hands through it, you mimicked the action on your own skin, rubbing your breasts in slow, languid strokes.

The heat of the intense morning sun set you aflame as much as Fili's stare did, feeling his hungry eyes cast upon you, watching you like a beast about to devour their prey.

Trying to hold his look but failing, your eyes flitted down to the apex of his spread legs, the flex of his hardening cock distracting you and making your hands grope yourself more desperately.

Your eyelids fell closed as you proceeded to roam your body in hopes of it being him, only to cease when he spoke with a quiet surety that seemed to echo through your chambers.

"Are you going to leave me sitting here all alone, Amrâlimê?" he asked, his voice as sultry as the look he gave you when your eyes flashed open again, a hint of mischief playing at the corners of his mouth while a blush rose up on his cheeks that matched the rise of his shaft.

"My apologies," you purred, sitting upright. "I was simply trying to spare you from my wandering hands and salacious ideas. It seems I cannot control myself when you look the way you do right now."

His chest and belly shook with a hearty laugh, his dimples appearing in his cheeks and the lines around his eyes spreading a warmth through you that mirrored the fiery heat showing in his blue irises.

Rising from the piles of blankets and pillows arranged in front of the hearth that had been your make-shift bed for the night, you walked slowly over to the bed, smiling when Fili nodded his head to the vacant space beside him and patted the furs to coax you more.

You knelt on the bed, one knee at a time, your arms slowly alternating with the movement of your legs as you crawled toward him; the hunger held in his eyes as he watched you approach making you shiver with anticipation.

Fili parted his legs further, his offering making your mouth water, and taking himself in a firm hold, he stroked up and down on his length a few times as he waited for you to settle up to him.

You stopped just at his legs, letting a hand trail up the back of his thigh of the one that was bent, your lips gingerly kissing the top of his knee. Fili let go of his shaft, sighing as your fingers wandered down to his center and tickled near his taught sack, his head leaning back against the headboard, belly quivering to your touch. You cupped his ballocks in your palm, gently massaging them until he growled with approval, tugging on them ever so slightly until his chest rose and fell sharply. Lowering your head, you captured his cock that wagged from his squirming motions in your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip, earning a sharp hiss from between his gritted teeth as he bucked up slightly off the bed.

Releasing him and hovering over his impatient member, you grinned at him, flashing a devious look through your lashes.

Before you could make any further acts of provocation, Fili grabbed onto your arms and hauled you against his front, and in one fluid motion, flipped you onto your back where you were pinned under his weight.

"It's unfair to tease me like that," he muttered, his lips ghosting on yours while his hands carded through your hair, pulling on it so you tipped your head back and exposed your neck to him.

"Is it?" you spoke nervously, but sanguinely, anxious to see what power he would unleash on you.

"Mhmm," he purred, licking a path up your throat before burying his face to rub his beard on your delicate skin.

The fur on his chest brushed your sensitive nipples in the most alluring way, making you arch up off the bed to press yourself more against the silky curls, his belly laying heavily on your middle to push you back down into the furs.

"You're in a world of trouble, Ghivashel."

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ichoosechoasandbeingqueer · 1 year

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Of Lions, Doves and Kings

This is my first creation for the 2023 Deano Bingo event. @deanobingo

Fili x Reader

Warnings: Rated E 18+. Unprotected intercourse, power play, role play, dwarven lingerie, exhibitionism / semi-public sex

Words: 2634

Fili and his partner play out a fantasy that they both fine irresistible.

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Fili had never wanted power. He had never wanted to wave his title over people to make them bend their knees or show off his wealth to the snobby nobles at council meetings. No, Fili did not want any of that when he became the crowned prince. He refused to give into greed and pride in the all-consuming way that tore apart his ancestors. But he was a dwarf. He was mortal. And he had weaknesses just like everyone else did.

That carved green stone that they called their throne was one…

You were the other…

And the glint of gold and ruby always a thrilling sight…

Not to mention that longing desire for freedom and rule braking that his uncle had tried to train out of him in preparation for becoming the crowned prince…

The aspect of getting caught…

It didn’t come as a surprise to you when he finally admitted his secret fantasy, the scene he pictured that would make him come undone in his own hands every time he allowed him mind to wonder. Him, on the throne of Erebor with his queen in his lap, bare and moaning loud enough that the guards could hear them on the other side of the mountain’s thick walls.

He had whispered it to you as he peppered kisses along your throat, his fingers traveling in and out of you under your combined coats, the company only meters away and completely unaware of your scandalous activities. He had made it sound so powerful, so delicious that you found it becoming one of your own favorite fantasies and a scene that the two of you played out often enough in the bedroom once Erebor was claimed.

Fili was a calculated and organized dwarf, always putting his responsibilities before his own needs, but when the opportunity to finally fulfil his wonton desire arose, he was powerless to fight it. So, as Thorin set off to the Shire for his honeymoon and his brother left for Mirkwood with his mother and Balin to organize negotiations with the elves, Fili was left in charge of the mountain. And boy did he used that to his advantage.

You weren’t silly, you knew something was amiss. Fili, who was usually miserable whenever his brother was away, was far too happy to be heading to council meetings when he left you earlier and it made you nervous as you made you way to the throne room, the thin chains of lace and gold he had ordered you to wear this morning cold against your skin but safely hidden under you dress.

Heat had gathered on your cheeks and between your legs as you walked through the long halls of the mountain and it took every fiber of control to stop yourself from grinning like a fool. It wasn’t uncommon for your prince to steal you away from your duties for a bit of fun or stress relief, he had a thing for taking you in the hidden nooks and crannies of the mountain, places with just enough privacy but still with a risk of getting caught, but he had never asked you to meet in such an open spot before. Perhaps he had found a new hidden cave he wished to lead you too? Or maybe he simply wished to tease you some and claim you after you had stewed on it all day?

You took a deep breath and smoothed out the front of your dress when you arrived at the doors of the throne room, the guards giving you a sideways glance at your reddened face and jittery hands but letting you through with a nod. You smiled gratefully at them and snuck inside, your breath hitching in your throat at what you found.

Draped lazily across the throne sat your beloved, his eyes darkening as they landed on you. He was dressed in layers of expensive furs and luxurious robes. Rings and jeweled bracelets adorned his hands and wrists in a show of wealth and mithril was laced through the braids of his hair and mustache. What shocked you the most however, was Thorin’s crown resting on his brow. The crown of the king.

The rest of the ensemble while not his usual self could be brushed off, but wearing the kings crown could get him in serious trouble if he was caught. Especially while sitting so comfortably in the king’s throne.

“Fili?” you gasped in instant understanding, nights of dressing up and roleplaying in the safety of your chambers flashing through your mind and making you clench your legs closed, “Are you mad?”

The golden locked dwarf smiled sharply, the dimples in his cheeks flashing, “Is that any way to speak to your king dove?”

His voice sent shivers down your spine and the heat in your stomach doubled as took you in with lustful eyes. He flicked his ringed finger and despite your lingering apprehensions, you obeyed the silent instruction, bowing your head and kneeling before the throne he sat in.

“Good girl,” he purred in delight, the bulge in his trousers clear from were you kneeled, “my wonderful queen,”

You raised your head to meet his eyes and temporarily ignoring your fears in favor of your lust, you slipped into character, “What is it I can do to serve you my king?”

His face lit up at your willingness to play along, “It seems that your king is in the need of some company, so if my queen would be so grateful?”

“Of course you majesty, but surly such a mighty and powerful king would not allow his queen to be left on the cold floor for such a task?”

Usually when you played this role the cold stone floor of your rooms was covered in thick woolen rugs and soft animal hides, in this room however, your skin was growing cold and you knees already hurt.

“No, not at all,” he agreed with a shake of his head that made his beads clink together, “A queen should be sat upon her throne. Come up here, sit,”

Making a show of it, you lifted yourself from the floor and into his grasp as he guided you to his lap. Biting your lip as his hardened bulge pressed against your aching core, you rocked slightly as you made yourself comfortable against him.

Fili took your face in his hand and kissed you. It was rough and needy and he made no effort to cover his small growls and groans as your lips met. His free hand had made its way under your dress and was kneading the soft flesh of your ass as he pulled you closer, slipping his tongue into your mouth with a whine. For a moment you lost yourself in him, his taste, his touch, even his scent had you worked up as you rocked against his hips.

Tracing your hands down his covered chest, you moved to undo his laces only for him to grab you wrists with one hand and hold you still.

“Patience my queen,” he whispered with a nip to your ear, “I have waited far too long, I won’t rush this,”

You stilled and he loosened his grip, bringing his attention to the ties of your corset instead. His quick fingers made light work of the strings and he took his time kissing and sucking along your jaw and down the side of your neck, slowly reaching lower with every inch of skin he revealed from your dress. You whimpered at his feather-like touches, arching you back to press your hips to his, desperate for some sort of stimulation against the burning between your legs.

Fili nudged you up and slipped the garment over your head, his eyes sparkling at the sight of you in nothing but chains of gold and lace that hugged your flesh and outlined your breasts. You shivered as the cold air of the throne room hit your skin making your nipples harden and he groan beneath you at the sight. He left sloppy kisses down your left breast, drawing back with a wicked grin as an idea crossed his mind. You tilted your head slightly as you watched him part the chains of gold, kiss you sloppily again and blow gently.

You gasped at the sensation of his hot breath turning cold against the wetness of your skin and moaned as you shivered again. Your head tilted back and you squeezed your eyes closed, the feel of him chuckling a deep rumble in his chest.

Enjoying your reaction he sucked again on your other breast, this time using the metal to chill your body and make you squirm.

“Fili!” you shuttered begging for mercy.

He merely raised a bow and gave a quick pinch to your bottom, “How do you address me?”

“Y-your majesty! My k-king,”

“Better,” he purred before looking up at you, “Now what can I do for you, my queen?” he asked innocently, sending your head spinning as he thrust up against you.

“Please!”

“Please what my darling? Come now, a queen needs to use her words, doesn’t she?”

“Please,” you panted again, “Take me my King, I need to feel you,”

“As my queen desires,”

You watched him with fervor as he undid the rest of his laces and pulled his trousers down to his knees, his erection springing to attention, drops of pre-cum already leaking from its head. He removed nothing else, keeping his cloak and crown adorned, the feeling of fur soft in your fingers yet nowhere near as wonderful than the layer of blond fur that covered you beloved’s chest. He dug his fingers into your hips and ground his length against your soaked folds sending you both into a fit of moans and whimpers.

“Fuck your perfect,” Fili groaned as he hid his face into the crook of your neck, placing sloppy kisses, bites, and moans. “So beautiful, so powerful. My queen, my treasure, are you ready?”

You nodded franticly, another high-pitched whine escaping you as he held you up and slid a finger through your soaked folds.

“Oh you are aren’t you dove, almost drenched for me. But I need you to do something for me ok baby?”

“Anything,” you begged trying and failing to rock against him as he held you still.

“You and I have a tendency to get very loud,” he chuckled, his own control waning at the desperation on your face, “but for now we need to be quiet ok? I’ve told the guards outside the door not to disturb us but if they hear you squeal they might come running in and we can’t have that, not yet. Can you do that? Can you be quiet for your king?”

You bit your lip, the thought of just how serious it would be if you were caught in this position ringing in your head.

Seeing your apprehension Fili gave you a gentle kiss, “we can stop now if you’d like. Head back to our chambers instead?”

“No,” you shook your head, your need outweighing your rational thoughts. You wanted this, to indulge in the fantasy that the two of you had grown and created together, “I can be quiet… maybe. You might have to help,”

“Don’t worry dove, I’ll look after you,”

Fili gave you once last look to make sure you were ok. Once satisfied he lined himself up and let you sink down onto him as far as you could, smashing his lips against yours to swallow any sounds you may make. Digging your fingers into the fur of his robes, and pressing your forehead against the cold metal of the crown that sat upon his, you lifted yourself and sunk back down again, your muscles relaxing and relishing in the feeling of his cock finally fully sheathed inside you.

Fili looked down at you, the pupils of his sharp blue eyes blown wide and his chest heaving as he struggled to keep quiet himself. For a moment the two of you sat there like that, simple savoring in the feel of each other and trying to even out your breathing. It was a loving and tender moment and as he began to rock, it became so much harder to keep in your moans. You reached up to kiss him again, his tongue hot against yours as your bodies began to move in sink. His movements got harder and faster as he thrusted up into you and as you tried your best to match his movements. His desperate hands gripped tightly onto your hips, pulling your cheeks apart to hit that spot deep inside you that made you see stars.

It was your turn to burry your face into his neck, biting down to keep you from screaming at the intensity that he was fucking you with. He let out his own broken whimpers, grasping at the gold chains in an attempt to bring you even closer still.

“When I’m truly king, I’m going to make you scream,” he snarled into your ear as your body shook and trembled around him, “I’m going to take you so beautifully, so perfectly that you won’t be able to stop. I’ll have your voice echo off these walls over and over again, the guards be dammed. They’ll be begging to touch themselves just from the sounds their queen makes as I pound her with my cock,”

You choked and babbled as you ground your hips, frantic to reach the high you were so close to, “Fuck Fili… ngh… please… so close,”

“Would you like that my queen?” he snarled, his hands shaking against you skin as his fingers slipped down to circle against your clit, “To let your people know just how well their King takes care of you? To hear just how pretty I can make you sing?”

The chains around your body clinked and your pants and whines seemed deafening in your ears as he thrusted into you, hitting that sweet spot that made your body explode in ecstasy and your walls clamp down around him. Letting go completely you opened you mouth to scream only for Fili’s thick, slick cover fingers to force their way in your mouth and muffle your sounds. He didn’t stop, continuing to ride you through your waves of pleasure until he reached his own, your overstimulated whimpering still stifled by his fingers against your tongue.

He sent you a pleading look behind his long blond lashes and you sucked harshly as your muscles clenched around his cock for a second time. You felt him rupture inside you in hot squirts, filling you with his seed and painting your walls white as he tensed and relaxed in your arms with a low, drawn-out moan.

You fell against each other, spent and exhausted, your breaths hot against each other’s skin. Pulling you closer to nuzzle into you, Fili wrapped his cloak around your tired body and held you close, still safely incased inside you.

“Your majesty?” a voice called out as the sound of the door creaking open sounded around the room making you both freeze in place with wide eyes, “Is everything ok? I thought I heard-”

“We are fine,” your voice called back instinctively before the door could swing all the way open. You voice loud and dominant, speaking in a tone that echoed that of a leader and not at all shaking in the panic you were feeling, “you were asked not to disturb this meeting. Return to your post immediately,”

In a splutter of apologies, the door quickly slammed shut again and you let out a shaky breath.

Fili glanced down at you with a dazed look upon his face his cock twitching inside of you at your effortless authority, “My queen indeed,” he moaned slamming his lips against yours once more.

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ethereal-inquisitor · 2 years

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Chapter 4: Fili

Warnings: Sex pollen (slight dubcon), Fili, talk of masturbation (Let me know if I need more warnings!)

As soon as you dropped into the hole that cracked open beneath your feet, Fili panicked, searching madly for a way to get down to you. He heard your voice drift up from below when Balin called you, and he let out a breath of relief. Shoulders relaxing a bit, they tensed immediately back up when you told them what you fell on.

Durin’s hairy ass.

Balin sighed heavily after his brief conversation with you, straightening. “Well,” he said finally, “we are in a conundrum.”

You absolutely were. Fili had read the books detailing everything that happened at these “flower parties”, and while his blood heated at the thought of you mad with lust, as a human you were just as likely to fall over dead if someone didn’t assist you in meeting your needs.

The Golden Prince glared over at where Thorin and Balin were talking quietly, crossing his arms as he tried to think of a good argument why it should be him to go down there and not his uncle. Or even Dwalin. He growled at the thought of anyone else touching you, especially in the state you were likely in.

Kili leaned over, bumping him with his shoulder. “You can sneak down now, while no one is looking,” he suggested, eyes twinkling mischievously. “You look like you’re about to kill someone.”

“I am not,” Fili grumbled, removing some of the weapons he had placed all over his person. “I’m just worried about our healer, that’s all.”

Kili gave his brother a knowing look. “Our healer, is it? Just last night you hovered over the girl while she slept and nearly growled every time someone else came near her. Not to mention the constipated look you get when anyone else makes her laugh. There!” he laughed, pointing out the exact expression Fili was wearing, “that’s it!”

Fili shoved his brother hard enough that he toppled over, pointing to his weapons on the ground. “Watch these.” With that, Fili idly moved towards the staircase, trying not to bring any attention to himself. This was to save you. It had nothing to do with the way his pants got tighter at the thought of seeing any part of you bare and open to him.

“Fili,” Thorin called out dryly, looking up at him from where he sat with Balin. “You’ll need supplies.”

Fili froze, face reddening as soon as he heard his uncle’s voice. “What?” he asked innocently, looking back at them with an expression that screamed guilty.

“Supplies.” Thorin pointed to the pack he and Balin were packing: water, blankets, clothing, and rations. Balin quickly rolled the pack up neatly, handing it to Fili with a sly grin.

“Make sure she drinks plenty of water, make sure you do as well.” Thorin gave his nephew a knowing look, patting him on the shoulder. “Good luck.”

“Yeah, and if you can’t handle her, I’m sure we can find someone who can!” Kili called, playing with one of the knives Fili left.

He shot his brother a dirty look, tossed the pack over his shoulder, and left without another word, afraid Thorin might change his mind if he waited too long.

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Fili was not an inexperienced dwarf. He had been with plenty of dams and humans in his nearly 80 years of living, but none of them made him feel a quarter of what you did by just being around him. For weeks he had been trying to figure out how to go about asking you to court him, but it seems like fate intervened. It had been almost 20 years since he heard of anyone finding one of these flowers, and even longer since he’d heard of a human stumbling across one.

His heart ached at the thought of you suffering, and as he entered the cavern and heard your quiet whimpers and pleas echo off the walls, he groaned. Dropping the pack close to the water once he got his bearings, he removed everything except his tunic and trousers. You were close enough to the edge that he could reach out and touch your shoulder, and he kept his eyes glued to your face as you turned.

You crossed your arms over your chest as you turned, letting out a happy sigh as Fili’s beautiful blue eyes looked down at you. “What took you so long?” you purred, inching closer to him.

His eyes widened, and he took in the flush of your face and the fever-bright color of your eyes as they devoured him. You were pretty far gone, the spores obviously as potent as rumor led him to believe. He nearly gulped, completely rigid as you reached up to touch his face. “Supplies,” he muttered, grabbing your wandering hands before they could reach his mustache. “How are you feeling?”

“Hot,” you breathe out, tugging on your arms to try and wriggle out of his grip. Even holding both of your wrists in one of his hands, he was able to keep an easy hold on you. “I need…”

“Need what, love?” he murmured, leaning down enough that he could toss your arms on his shoulders and tug you up out of the water.

You were dangling above the water, nearly nose to nose with the golden dwarf. You leaned in closer, brushing your lips along his. “You.”

He could hear your heart speed up, and he groaned against your shoulder as you wrapped your legs around his waist. His hands slipped along your skin, one settling at the base of your spine while the other banded around your shoulders to hold you to him. “You’re positive?”

You had no words to give him as you slid your hands through his hair, playing with the beautiful golden locks. Instead, you press as close to him as you can and mold your lips together with all the heat and passion you feel running through your veins. It was so intense you were getting light-headed.

Without breaking the kiss, Fili found the nearest wall and pressed you up against it, reaching down to untangle your legs from around his waist. He chuckled at your whine, running his hands up your smooth thighs as you sat your feet on the ground. “I need to dry you,” he said against your lips, leaving your embrace to grab the towel he knew was in the supplies. “You’re covered in these spores.”

You were barely able to keep yourself up against the wall, your legs wobbly and your entire body begging to be touched. You were so sensitive, you felt yourself dripping when the towel wrapped around your ankle and was dragged up your leg. Fili was far too composed for your liking. The towel stopped before reaching the place you really needed it, and its journey began again on the other leg.

“Fili,” you rasped, squirming as he placed a gentle kiss on your belly. Your hands went to his shoulders, nails sinking into the fabric with a whimper as he dragged the cloth over your breasts. You fist your hand in the tunic, tugging on it to try and pull him closer. He only moved once he was satisfied you were dry from the neck down, and by then you were shaking with need. It had only been a minute or two, but it felt like an eternity.

“Yes?” he teased, his gaze roaming over your exposed skin greedily. His hand reached out to cup the base of your neck, and he pulled you in for a kiss before you could form proper words in your head.

You mold yourself against him as close as you can, and the noise he makes when you press against the bulge in his pants nearly pushes you over the edge of madness from just his voice alone. You tug again on his tunic, indicating it needs to go before you rip it off him. With a breathless chuckle, he pulls it off, and you let out a pleased gasp when he presses tightly against you, skin to skin.

“Before this, did you think about me touching you?” he growls in your ear, shifting a little to the side so he could palm your breast. You arch into his touch, clenching tightly around nothing as his words slither through you with liquid heat.

All you could do was gasp out a ‘yes’ against his lips as he slotted a thigh between your legs and pressed against you, groaning when he felt your wet heat soak through the fabric of his trousers. “I heard you the other night, you know. After the battle. You slept so far away from camp I thought we had done something to offend you, but no…” He leans forward and nips at your neck, removing his hand from your breast to band around your back and slide you along his leg. Your responding cry had him gripping your hip tightly.

“You were touching yourself, and you made the sweetest noises.” His dark chuckle when another noise escaped you had you writhing in his grip. “Just like that.”

“But then Bofur got up for watch, and I could hear how frustrated you were that you weren’t able to finish. Did you ever manage?”

“No,” you sobbed, so very close to tipping over the edge.

He made a sympathetic noise, nipping your earlobe as he leaned in close. “What a shame,” he purred playfully, “because I did.”

The tension snapped as his words flung you over the edge, and you curled into him as your entire body shook from the pleasure. He eased you through it, moving his leg to pick you up once you stopped shaking.

“You are beautiful,” he breathed, pleased that when you opened your eyes to look at him, they were a little clearer. He sat you gently on the ground, grinning as he watched your cheeks turn pink from the compliment.

“So are you,” you replied softly, climbing up into his lap as he sat on the blanket. You straddled him, nearly purring as he grips your hips.

“You’re wearing too many clothes,” you whine, fighting his grip so you could rub against him. You could feel the heat taking over again, and he groaned into your neck when you managed to slide against him.

“I can’t take them off when you’re on me,” he chuckles. Without warning, he tips you backwards and cushions your head as he pants you on your back. You are still firmly attached to him with your legs wrapped around his middle, but he manages to extricate himself from his pants after a little maneuvering.

With a noise of relief, he settles back in the cradle of your thighs, hovering above you. His hair curtains around your head, blocking out the rest of the world, and his mustache tickles your face. You giggle as he leans in for a toe-curling kiss, and your knees automatically respond by clenching around his hips.

He kisses you once more before he sits up, much to your displeasure. He looks down at you, laid out like a feast below him, and his rough hands slide up your thighs teasingly.

Squirming under his heated gaze, a very naughty idea popped into your head as you looked up at him. You trailed a hand down the middle of your chest, down your middle, to graze one finger over your center. His eyes were wide as he watched, grip tight around your thighs. “You were naughty enough to listen. I thought you may want to see…”

Your voice drifted over him, and he growled as he reached out to push your hand away. “You're mine,” he rasps, pressing his hand against your lower abdomen as his thumb slid over your clit. “You need to be prepared…”

“I am prepared,” you gasp, arching into his touch. “Very ready. Please, Fili. You’re killing me.”

The thick fingers on his other hand probed at your entrance as he kept his other hand braced against your abdomen. He eased a finger into you, releasing a slow breath as your wet heat clung to his finger. He slid a second one in, pumping into you like he wanted to do, while he pushed you to your next peak. He ignored your babbling cries for him to take you, making absolutely sure that you would be able to take him without pain. Your cries notched up an octave, and he didn’t stop sliding the tips of his fingers against that spot. When you tensed beneath him and cried out, his control was gone. He removed his fingers and hovered over you as he guided his length into you. Still shuddering, you make an embarrassing noise as he sinks into you with one movement. He thrusts once, holding himself rigid as you continue to clench around him from the last dredges of your climax.

He curses in dwarvish, and you tip your hips up so he can slide deeper. He presses himself to you tightly, grunting as he pulls back to ease slowly back in. It’s torture, its bliss, and you can feel him shaking from how tightly he is trying to keep control.

“Durin’s beard, woman,” he breathes, making little thrusts just so he can feel you tighten around him.

You were so full, and every time you tightened around him, you felt yourself hurdle towards another mind-numbing peak. “Fili,” you beg, reaching up to touch his face almost reverently. When you playfully tug on one of his braids, the blue of his eyes completely disappears and he surges against you so tightly that you tip right over into another orgasm.

This time you do wail, legs clenching around the prince as he grips your hips and pulls you along his length. Every thrust shoots you into a peak and then past it, all your nerve endings lighting up as you cry out his name.

Fili couldn’t help himself any more. He was so close, and every whine, whimper, and shriek of his name from your lips pushed him closer to the bliss he was currently searching for. He slid his arm beneath you, seamlessly drawing you to your knees as he continued thrusting up into you.

You dug your nails into his shoulders as you bounced on him, reveling in the feel of his hips meeting yours as you sank fully onto his length. He gripped your hips to help guide you, nuzzling the softness of your breast before latching onto a nipple and running his tongue along the peak.

You yelp, not expecting the additional sensation. He gives a dark chuckle, groaning into your skin when you tighten around him. He leans onto his back, looking up at you with hooded eyes. “I can feel how close you are,” he rumbles, hissing at the feel of you sinking deeper onto him. His voice alone might be able to make you cum, and your eyes roll back when his hand grazes over your wet nipple. “Come for me, love,” he says, thrusting up roughly as your hips sink down, and you shout his name as you grind on him and do exactly what he tells you. You brace your hands against his chest, completely incapable of doing anything else other than take what he is giving you.

Chasing his own pleasure now, he flips you back over and hooks your knees over his forearms, pistoning his hips into you with impressive speed. His growls made you whimper, and you felt him swelling inside of you as he began to reach his peak. He was constantly dragging against that spot inside you, and you held on for dear life as he pushed you towards so much pleasure it was almost painful.

At the sound of his desperate groans against your neck, you mewl and arch against him as your body seizes under his. “Yesss,” he hisses and you feel him sink as deep into you as he can, fingers gripping you tightly as he grinds against you while his seed coats your insides.

His breathing is ragged as he lays on you, and you twitch every time he shifts absently inside you. Lifting his head to kiss you breathless, he pulls out of you even when you cling to him and make a displeased noise.

“Shh…” he murmurs, sitting up to grab a few things. “How are you feeling?”

Could you make words right now? You press your dry lips together and groan. “Boneless,” you giggle, but then you frown as that boiling heat beneath your skin began to flow through your veins like lava. “It’s still so hot…”

“We have many hours ahead of us before that stops.” He gives you water, grinning at your wide-eyed stare. “If you are able to walk after this, I consider it a failure.”

You blink, wiggling your toes. “We’re not there yet, dear prince,” you tease, laying back on the blanket and stretching. “Challenge accepted.”

“Remember, you brought this on yourself.” With that, there was no more talking for a long while.

Fili did not fail.

Choose your dwarf

Thorin Dwalin Kili Bofur

#fili x reader #Fili x fem!reader #Fili smut #Pure filth #I'm so sorry

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service dom kíli versus brat tamer fíli. that’s it. that’s the tweet.

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shiinata-library · 2 years

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Office’s light

Relationships: Fíli x female OC

Content: Modern AU, Office AU, smut

Infos: This smut story takes place in my other story “Office’s treasure” with Alice (OC) and Kíli. You can read it here.

Summary: Everyone had always left the office but Emma is still in there, looking for a file in the archive room. She didn’t expect Fíli to help her to find it.

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Friday evening was Emma's favourite moment in the week, after the weekend of course. However, when she found herself in an archive room looking for an old information for more than an hour, it was her least favourite moment.

“Why didn't this company have all its data in computers?!” she shouted, her voice echoing in the room as she thought of her friends surely drinking her second or third beer at that very moment.

Except for Thorin Durin, the boss of Erebor Corp. who was still in his office like a second home, Emma was the only one still working. Her manager, Dori, asked her to find a file before leaving, and she already let Thorin know she would stay here for a while. A necessary file for an important project. She wasn’t okay with that, even less now she spent a long time trying to find it, but she had made a mistake during the day and she understood when Dori had asked her.

So, she shouted once again.

“Why is this accounting file so difficult to find?” she shouted as she hit the cardboard box in front of her with her fist.

Why just hit the box? Why not the shelf? Ouch, the shelf was a bad idea. It hurts.

Now, she was upset, and her hand hurt.

The moment she was about to give up, a knock on the archive room door made her jump. She expected Thorin telling he was going to leave but to her surprise, she heard another voice asking if everything was alright as he entered the room.

Fíli, the handsome, blonde man she couldn’t help but dream of, was closing the door behind him as she watched him hidden by the cardboard box shelves. His presence here surprised her. Why was he there? She was sure he already left at the same time as everyone else. She was sure because she couldn’t help looking at him every time she could see him. Who wouldn't? It would be a waste!

Anyway, if we come back to what she had before her…

Fíli walked to her behind a shelving unit. His eyes couldn’t hide the surprise to find her here, alone with a lot of open boxes on the floor around her. After his surprise passed, he let out a laugh.

“I know the accounting department loves organisation, but I’m not sure this is the best time to organise the archives room,” he said with a cocky smile she would see for another thing that to make fun of her.

“I know,” she sighed as she looked at all the open boxes on the floor. “I made a mistake by indicating an approximating data in a file and Dori isn’t ok with that. He wants the exact number of a trade made so long ago that your great-grandfather was managing the company.”

“Ouch. I guess you’re here for a long time then. Let me help you. What are you searching for?”

Fíli’s help surprised her. They never worked together. Why does he want to help her while he has nothing to do with this? She sighed once again before answering him.

“Don't pity me. I will manage. It shouldn’t last much longer.”

“All the more reason for me to help you. Besides, I have nothing to do tonight,” he said as he removed his coat and his jacket’s suit.

Emma had to force herself not to look at his slightly open white shirt without it being inappropriate. She never saw him wear something else than a suit, but she knew it was her favourite outfit on him. Suit trousers were perfect on him.

“Oh that’s right, Kíli told me he would go for a drink with Alice,” she said with a smile. “I hope they’re fine!”

“I’m sure they are,” he said, smiling at her with his handsome bearded face. “So, what are you looking for?”

After she explained to him the file she searched, he helped her while they were talking about anything and everything.

Emma had never been alone with him, especially as close as they were. They already talked when she was chatting with Kíli, or chatted by texts after they decided to go on a hike with the four of them, but never alone together in a room. Her proximity with him made her as nervous as aroused. She almost didn't want to find the file to enjoy the time with him.

Their discussion ended up stopping and they focused on the searching. Contrary to his brother, Fíli likes when it’s quiet but here, it made him a little anxious. Finding himself next to the most beautiful woman he ever saw in a small room, alone together, didn’t help either.

He couldn’t help but raise his eyes to her from time to time, seeing her seriously searching for her file. He had never been so glad to have forgotten his phone on his desk; although he had realised it very late. If it meant he could spend some time with Emma, he would lose his phone more often!

At some point, Emma found the file she needed. She finally decided to let him know as soon as she found it. Maybe she could invite him to have a drink to thank him and spend more time with him. She didn’t know the time, but it shouldn’t be so late, right?

“I found it!” she said with a big smile as she turned toward him with a smile.

“Great!” he said as he stood up from the floor he was sitting on. “I started to think we would never find it! We just have to put all these boxes away and we’re good.”

“Yeah, thank you again,” she said as she looked at the file.

“Let me see it. I want to see what I spent my evening for,” he laughed as he walked close to her.

His closeness made Emma’s heart beating way too fast than she wanted. She always knew controlling her emotion but with him, it was easier said than done. As she wasn’t moving, Fíli took the file in his hand, touching her fingers at the same time.

Her cheeks she controlled until now blushed gradually and her eyes raised up to Fíli’s face, closer than she thought.

Nevertheless, Emma wasn’t the only one to freeze. Fíli’s fingers were still on hers when she met his blue eyes. How could she have a skin so soft and hot despite the cold air of the room?

Fíli wasn’t like his brother. He wasn’t able to express his feelings as easily as him. He couldn't approach a woman and tell her she was so beautiful that he couldn't think normally when she was close to him.

But he knew how to act. And seeing the light in Emma’s eyes before him, her blushing face and her tongue licking her parted lips, he wanted to act.

Dropping the file, he placed both his hands on Emma's cheeks to draw her lips to his. As he thought, they were delicious.

In no time at all, Emma let the file fall on the floor. She wouldn’t miss this opportunity for the world!

As she replied to his kiss with as much desire as him, she felt his beard prickling a little but didn’t care about it. When she slipped her arms around his neck and ran her hands in his hair, she didn’t expect it made him groan. From now on, she decided it was one of her favourite sounds.

Quickly, he released her cheeks to run his hands on her body. In a few moves, he pressed her against the wall behind her.

The room was all but quiet anymore. Emma’s moans echoing quietly in the room when Fíli lowered his lips on her jaw, then her neck. Unconsciously, she grabbed his hair firmly and his groans increased. Weakness n°1 found!, she thought gloriously.

With another hand, she removed his shirt from his trousers and slipped it under. She could feel some shivers at the contact of her fingers on his skin.

Pressed against each other, it wasn't the only thing she could feel. His trousers were too tight for what was growing inside and she could easily feel it. Her arousal was only increasing for her as well. Especially when Fíli’s hand unbuttoned her shirt to find her breasts. He didn’t unbutton all; they didn’t have the time for that. He did just enough to taste her nipples already awake.

Fíli regretted where they were but not what they were doing. He couldn’t take his time, but that didn't mean he couldn’t stop here. He wanted her now more than anything.

Emma had never been so glad to wear a skirt when Fíli slipped his hand under it. She always knew he had thick fingers but on her buttock, it was something else. It was making her so aroused that she pressed herself against him with a leg wrapping his.

Her action made Fíli’s lips come back from her nipple to her lips. He kissed her like she was going to leave and they would never see each other, like this was the only time they could do that together. But Emma didn’t want to think of that for the moment. After a small backward movement, she reached his trousers to open it.

After unbuttoning and unzipping it, she was about to slip her hand under his underwear but a knock on the door made them both jump.

“Emma, are you still here?” a low man voice asked.

“Y-yes! I’m still here, sir,” she hurried to reply to Thorin before he opened the door. “Please don’t open the door, I have put boxes in front of it. A-and I found what I was looking for. I just have to put everything away!”

“Alright, don’t forget to turn off the lights when you leave.”

“Of course, sir!”

Then, she could sigh as she heard his footsteps moving away. Now, it wasn’t Fíli’s fault if her heart was beating fast. She couldn’t imagine Thorin’s face if he would have opened the door.

Meanwhile, Fíli used the opportunity to slip a hand from her thigh to her womanhood. A low moan escaped her mouth before understanding what he did. He easily found her little bud among her folds.

“You’re a very good liar, Emma,” he said in her ear as he lowered his lips toward it, making her shiver from his breathing on her skin. “Even in this kind of situation, you can act normally. It’s impressive!”

As he was talking, his fingers slipped from her bud to her entrance. He could feel her desire and her wanting to go further, so he didn’t waste more time and plunged one finger in her.

Emma’s breathing cut for a moment, and she restarted to breathe when his finger went in and out at a regular pace.

“How can you be this wet with just a kiss?” Fíli murmured, still in her ear.

“Maybe because I have been thinking of this since you walked into this room…” she replied as she could despite the second finger he added inside her.

The sensations he gave her were too much for her. Even if he still wore his shirt, Fíli could feel her nails digging into his skin. Thorin already left but they weren’t safe from someone else interrupting them because of a forgotten object in the office, so Emma was biting her lips to contain any sound she could make.

When Fíli saw it, he stroked her lips with his thumb and removed his fingers from her womanhood.

“Don’t hurt yourself, Lukhdel…” he whispered as he kissed her again, licking her damaged lip. “If you want me to stop, tell me.”

He moved back just enough to let her speak and looked at him. The expression on her face showed anything but refusal. She wanted this as much as him.

In a rapid move, she bent down to take off her thong from her skirt with a proud smile.

“Should I help you or are you going to take your trousers off by yourself?” she said with a seductive tone which made Fíli’s trousers tighter.

This simple question was enough to make him remove his trousers and his underwear as fast as he had never done. Emma couldn’t help but lick her lips at the view of his hardness. Everything had happened quickly and she realised now what was going to happen here. She was truly about having sex with the handsome man she always wants since she started working here.

His blue eyes came back to hers, making her shiver of desire before reluctantly moving back to his bag in a corner of the room. Oh right, a condom. They needed a condom. Emma almost forgot it and it would be a bad idea. She was glad he still had his capacity to think, unlike her.

When he came back with the condom on, she couldn’t help but look at it.

“Should I let you watch it or are you going to let me resume where we were?” he said with a cocky smile she hurried to hide with her own lips.

Pressed once again against each other, Fíli didn’t wait to slip his hand under her skirt and pull it up higher. Her moans resumed when his hardness rubbed her womanhood. The sound she made aroused Fíli more than she wanted and he couldn’t wait longer to be inside her.

In a few moves, he took her legs to place them around his waist and pushed into her as slowly as he could, not wanting to hurt her. Luckily for them, the wall was solid, and Fíli was surprisingly strong enough to hold her.

Patience had long since abandoned him, so he couldn’t wait to thrust into her at a slow pace before gradually accelerating. By dint of his powerful back and forths, her heels ended up falling to the floor with a low sound compared to their whimpers. His name continuously escaped her lips when his lips lowered to her neck.

“Oh Mahal, it feels so good into you…” he panted in her neck, without reducing the pace.

Overwhelmed with pleasure, Emma had lost her ability to speak long ago, but when he slowed down, put her feet on the floor and withdrew from her, she let his name escape with interrogation.

The astonishment on her face made him smile. Again his cocky smile.

“Turn over, hands on the wall,” he said as he moved back to make her room. “It will be easier like that for both of us.”

Her arousal couldn't get any higher. She complied with his request without saying a word. She barely put her hands on the wall than Fíli was already into her again, resuming the same previous pace. Their heights were perfect. The right height to bury her to the hilt again and again.

Even though Fíli would take his time with her and show her what she deserved, they had to finish quickly. His hand on her sensitive pearl made her walls contract and her hips moving at a complementary pace than his.

When her climax came, waves of pleasure ran in every part of her body, transporting her in a full bliss, forgetting everything around her except Fíli.

With her walls tighter than ever and her spasms of pleasure, he could hold on any longer. A few powerful thrusts at a merciless pace with his hands firmly grabbing her hips was enough for Emma to hear her name in a low groan behind her as he released himself.

When he stopped his moves, Fíli bent over Emma and kissed her from her back to her neck. The delicacy of his kisses warmed Emma's heart.

“I’m going to the restroom, hoping no one is there,” he murmured, out of breath. “I’ll come back quickly.”

After a new kiss, he removed slowly from her and took his clothes. Once he left, Emma turned over to lean against the wall. She had to catch her breath and put her mind in order. Everything happened so quickly, as if she fell asleep and woke up from a wet dream. Except the sensations in her body showed her the opposite of a dream.

She ended up finding her thong on the floor, buttoning her shirt back, and putting on her shoes. Once her mind was clearer, she did her hair like she could and checked her makeup, in case she met someone outside.

At some point, she heard Fíli coming while he was talking with someone. When he entered the archive room where Emma was sitting in a chair, she saw him talking on his phone. To his mother if she heard him well. Following the tone he used, she needed his help for something and he didn't seem to want it.

After hanging up, he walked to Emma with sorry eyes.

“You’ll hate me, and I could understand it, but I have to go. My mother needs someone, and no one answers their phone,” he said as he slipped his hand on Emma’s cheek. “I– would. I shouldn’t leave like this.”

“It’s ok. I’ll take care of all of this,” she said, showing the boxes on the floor.

“I wasn’t talking about this. Mahal, this family will make me crazy! Concerning the boxes, leave them like this. I will help you Monday. And if Dori says something, tell him it’s my fault.”

“I don’t know how I’ll explain to him,” she laughed. “But alright. See you Monday”.

The last sentence Emma said stuck in her throat. What could she answer? She wasn't even his girlfriend. Why would she make a scene?

Even if Fíli's departure was sudden, she didn’t want to look troubled. The thing that comforted her was when he helped her to stand up and kissed her in the same way he had previously. The same desire he had when he was into her, as if he never had enough of her. It’s a good thing, isn't it?

Lukhdel: Light of all lights

Note: I’m not used to write a Fíli smut story… I tried to write him differently from Kíli and Bilbo because Fíli is very different from them, right?

Moodboard images sources on unsplash: Andre Hunte, Roy Javier, Andrea Pepero, Valeriia Svitlini, Engin Akyurt

#fili #smut #the hobbit #fanfiction #fili x oc #modern au #office au #Fili smut #The hobbit fanfic

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ohnonotnow · 3 months

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my library

here's some of the best the hobbit/lotr fanfics I've read cuz they can be quite hard to find and I wanna help

will update the list as I read

Thorin

Smoke, iron and Thorin

Fire and Gold

Learning Khuzdul

Braid of Gold

Thorin being soft

The Beauty of Chance

Those Hands

Misunderstanding

The arrival

A king's crown

Covered In Steam

There's just inches in between us

Thorin after a long day of training with his nephews

In This Moment

Agreement

Symphony of your life

Oh so quiet

Confession

Find Your Way Back

Fili

fili oneshots

Moonrise

The Most Unpleasant, Defective, and Abominable Incident

Stay with me

The Redeemer

Durin's Garage

Restless

Kili

The book keeper

insecurities

The beauty and the Beast

getting back at Kili for teasing

My Treasure

Madly in love

It's in his kiss

Love Bites

Sway With Me

Wood Carvings

Softly. . .

Sweet like nectar

A Shot in the Dark

Beorn

Early Mornings

Beorn takes care of you when you're injured

Linger

Legolas

Watcher of Wanderers

The Innocence of Brutality

Blessing

Sensitive

Being best friends with Legolas

Hazy Memories

Spellbound

Thranduil

Bookworm

Relax

Best friends father

Fascination

Flower On My Skin

To Meet Under the Stars

Passenger Princess

Autumn Thunderstorm

I Could Love You With My Eyes Closed

Haldir

Gentle Dark

Lindir

My Heart Is In Your Hands

Moonlight

Just a Little Help

Warriors Great Tales

The Fountain

Return to Me

Èomer

Burnt Bread

A Helping Hand

Wildest Dreams

Falling In Love With A Librarian

SFW alphabet

Happiness

A Roll in the Hay

Blessing

Turning Points

More characters

various characters oneshots

Imagine: elves having highly sensitive ears and you finding out by accidently touching them.

Journey to Erebor

Hair braiding

Elves + Braiding

What Type of Kisser is Each LoTR Character?

The Hobbit Characters + Physical Affection (Suggestive Version)

A Headcanon For Each Member of Thorin’s Company

Cuddling With Thorin's Company

Imagine some of the elves of Middle Earth find out how easy it is to make you (a human staying in Rivendell) blush and become aroused.

The LOTR characters reacting to a modern reader

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Pairing: Fili x female reader

Words: 2,181

Warnings: Rated E, 18+. Smut. Dry humping.

Summary: You set out alone at night in search of water, straying far from where the company has set up camp. Fili follows you and you're forced to hide from a group of orcs, the fear and adrenaline sparking something else in both of you.

A/N: It's day one of Deano Bingo, baby!!! This little fic was inspired by a scene in Rings of Power that I loved and couldn't resist! Prompts used were Fili, Accidental Kiss and Dry Humping.

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He was cunning, you thought, knowing Fili was following you deep into the quickly darkening forest, thinking he was sly and quiet but really neither of the two. You could easily hear branches and dried leaves that had fallen and been forgotten about crunching beneath his heavy boots, blanketing the ground from an autumn that had long since passed. You smiled as you continued, your own footsteps careful and calculated, aware that many unwanted creatures could greet you at any moment.

It was a risk, setting out in search of fresh water at such an hour, not to mention by yourself, but there hadn't been any orc sightings in days and in all honesty you were in need of a break from the company if even for a few brief moments.

It was evident that Fili was tracking you simply for your protection; constantly concerning himself over you and making sure you were safe in as many ways as he could control, but part of you hoped another reason had sent the heir out to scout you as well.

Tension had grown between you since day one of the journey, and you were happy to steal little moments away with him whenever you could, even if the threat of danger lurked ahead.

The creek that the company had passed a day earlier was not far off from what you could recall and with what little light the moon offered you, and you focused hard to pick up on familiar landmarks you had noted as you passed, your hands touching the rough bark on trees as you skimmed past them.

Unexpectedly, a hand grabbed your arm and easily turned you around, your free hand instinctively clutching the hilt of your dagger that was strapped to your waist, freeing it from its sheath to land on the throat of the smiling dwarf now in front of you.

"Did I not tell you to be careful out here?" Fili chuckled, not moving away from your blade but instead leaning slightly into it, the sound of the stubble on his neck scratching against it mixing with your breaths as you tried to calm your racing heart and burning lungs.

His blue eyes twinkled; glowing from the silvery light shining into them from above as well as what seemed to be his amusement of your knife pressed on his pulse, the addition of his crooked grin not helping to lower the combined fury of nerves and arousal that was stirred up in you in a mere matter of seconds.

"Fili, you can't scare me like that! I'll have your head!" you whispered in a tone so laced with anger that if you had not needed to keep quiet, your voice would have chased the birds from the trees.

He dared to chuckle as you finally brought the glimmering blade away from his thick neck; the urge to press your lips to it and suck and nip until he growled with pleasure raging through you even more so than the adrenaline from him surprising you.

"Don't pretend like you didn't know I was following you," he said confidently. "I could tell by your gait you were fully aware of my presence."

Giving him a sideways glance, you tucked your dagger back into its holder and began marching forward again, partially hating how obvious your want for him was, the other half of you flattered he paid close enough attention to know your desires.

"I think we're far enough out," he stated, the sound of his steps halting behind you, making you stop as well and turn around to face him.

"Far enough for what?" you quipped, watching his inviting lips curl into a devious smile once more, his dimples becoming hollow shadows on each side of his cheeks. "I came out here for water."

He hummed as you turned back and continued walking forward, and with a few long strides you felt him directly behind you, his pace prideful as he kept up, an occasional brush of his arm against your side filling you with excitement. Maybe the opportunity for a dip in the creek would present itself…

"Hey, wait." Fili spoke, his voice dropping to be low and serious.

Matching him, you paused on the spot, listening intently for what he might have heard. Footsteps that appeared to be made by numerous sets of feet echoed in the distance, and your heart leapt in your throat when Fili took your hand and quickly and quietly led you to a dense thicket of trees. He squatted and tucked himself against a fallen trunk; the circumference of the log large enough to shelter you both, and pulled you down beside him. Slowly, he rose up on his heels, carefully peering over the top of the dead wood whose only sign of life was borrowed from the moss that grew on its shell, and then quickly sat back down.

A distressed look drew across the parts of his features you were able to see, making worry and fear that had started out small explode within you, and you had to clench your teeth to stop them from chattering together.

Orcs marched not one hundred paces from where you sat barely hidden, the pummeling of their feet making the ground shake beneath them, their calls and grunts so clear it seemed like they were creeping up directly behind you. You jumped slightly when Fili's hand reached for yours, the warmth from it and his thumb running over the back of your hand helping to calm you, and you did your best to focus on his face as he kept his eyes fixed on the area above your head.

His chest heaved and his nostrils flared as he tried hard to keep his breathing as quiet as he could, his own fear evident as a bead of sweat trailed slowly down his brow and threatened to fall in his eye.

It seemed like forever that you sat there, and still more and more orcs trudged by, their numbers not appearing to fade. Your leg began to fall asleep; tingling with pins and needles and completely numb from your knee down, and you adjusted slightly to relieve the painful ache, only to have a small branch slip out from under your boot and roll down the hill you sat on. You made to speak; to apologize or gasp, you weren't even sure, but before you could, Fili's hand flew to cover your mouth, his eyes wide and staring at you pleadingly.

You breathed in his scent, watching as he brought his index finger to his lips to encourage more silence from you before you closed your eyes and a paralyzing fear began to take over.

Two orcs heard your disruption and moved to investigate closer, the light from their torches spreading out over your surroundings as they came nearer. Tears stung at your eyes and one fell to slide between your cheek and Fili's palm that remained securely over your face as you squeezed them shut tightly, not daring to reach out to clasp your shaking hands onto him no matter how badly you wanted to.

One orc lingered, hovering over the very spot you were sure you were no longer concealed by, each sniff he made to track a scent teasing you into thinking you were discovered. Bravely, you opened your eyes and held your breath, watching as the foul creature swept the arm holding his torch back and forth above your heads, somehow oblivious to your presence. You glanced back at Fili, watching him watch the orc, and for a moment you worried his blue eyes would reach out like a beacon and reveal you.

The orc turned and quickly scampered off, his companion following him closely, and you could visibly see Fili relax, letting out a quiet, but long sigh as he slowly withdrew his hand from your mouth.

"I'm sorry, I just tried t-" you started in a desperate whisper, shifting yourself fully to get into the more desired position you had intended to before, right at the same time Fili leaned forward to move off the stick that was digging into the back of his leg. You couldn't have been closer to each other before, and now as you moved simultaneously your faces met, noses brushing as the corners of your lips grazed, the braid on the left side of his moustache dangling to hit your chin.

Flinching as if you'd touched fire, you retreated back slightly, but not before Fili could grip the back of your head and pull you against him again, his lips crashing against yours with purpose.

You whined as his tongue prodded for access to your mouth, and you happily granted his wish without hesitation, the taste and scent of him overwhelming and immediately drowning out the fear you'd felt just moments ago. You leaned into him, wiggling ever-closer to achieve contact with his body that yours had longed for for too long a time, his warmth and buzzing charge from the thrilling experience radiating onto you.

His hand fell from your head and carded down your waist, gripping at your hips and finally your thigh where he gave a squeeze to encourage your own thought of swinging it over his lap to straddle him.

A whimper left you as you settled onto the hard bulge in his trousers, forcing him to kiss you harder in order to keep you quiet; the threat of being found not eliminated quite yet.

Your hands wandered into the opening of his fur-lined jacket, finding the neckline of his tunic where his chest hair always peeked out to tease you, and you squeezed at his flaming skin as a dizzying yearning washed over you like never before.

"Fili…" you whispered as your lips briefly parted, wanting to praise him and tell him how long and how furiously you had longed for him.

His lips turned up into a sated smile, looking at you briefly with a burning need that seemed to match yours.

"We still need to keep quiet, amralime," he murmured, his eyes flickering from yours down to your lips, and even further to your breasts that heaved in his sightline.

You couldn't risk undressing, needing to be ready to flee or fight at any given moment, so as much as both of you were crazed in the desire to feel your bare bodies against each other, you settled with what you could do.

The friction of his hardness was boundless as you steadily began to rock on him; the slow, rolling motion satisfying your need to feel him on your most delicate parts, his cock straining against the leather as it pressed up against you.

It was quiet now; the orcs having made their way through without noticing the needy, panting breaths shared between you and Fili or the noise of the material that kept you separated shifting and rustling as your actions became faster and more feverous.

It felt divine, and even though you would have preferred to have the silky, veiny flesh of his member sliding between your folds, soaking him until he pushed inside, you knew he would help find many other opportunities to allow for it.

The thought of having to sneak and steal away moments with Fili helped spike your arousal, your slick lubricating your clit enough to make you shudder as your climax bellowed deep within your core.

Holding tightly onto your hips, Fili aided your rocking as he bucked up into you, lifting his hips while forcing you down hard onto his barriered cock. A feral need overcame him; crazed in his desire to feel your wet flesh encase him so much that the earlier danger vanished from his mind completely, and he dug his face into your flushed neck to stifle his groans as his engorged and heavily leaking head fell victim to the persistence of your body. There was no way to hold back, and knowing you were at the peak of ecstasy with him, he came with an unforgiving force that left him clawing at you in an attempt to bring him back to reality.

Your fingers weaved in his tresses and pulled, signaling your arrival to your end, your mewling becoming uncontrollable and slightly louder despite your efforts to muffle them. Fili slotted his lips with yours again, swallowing your moans, feeling you explode over him as your body shook and quivered and crashed against him.

He held you as close as he could, your kissing becoming more languid and sweeter as time passed, and finally you convinced yourself to break away from him enough to look at his contented face.

"Should we head back to camp?" you asked, quietly still, pressing your forehead against his while praying to Mahal he would disagree with your suggestion.

"Hmm, no, not yet," he said somewhat cheekily, tilting his head to the side to catch your gaze before brushing his nose back and forth on yours. "We should stay a while yet, just to be sure."

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