Give Me Just One Night

Part 2

Rating: { Explicit, Angsty }

~Early Morning~ (Kili's POV)

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

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

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

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