Long ago Mahal created a group of dwarven men who had a special ability...they were able to bear children, they were called bearers. They were rare and over time they fell into myths and legends of ancient days of old. This is a short story of how t...
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*BOFURS POV*
Bofur was slowly rousing from his deep serene sleep he had fallen in several hours ago from the intense love making Kili and him had shared together. He could feel the warm body pressed up against his and he speculated if he was imagining things in his sleep. He heard a low groan and realized that he wasn't dreaming this...Kili really was here in his bed...naked. Bofur cracked open his eyes briefly and smiled as he reached out tenderly to draw that sturdy body closer to his ...lightly pressing his erection that had arose in his sleep, up against Kili's rounded globes and nuzzled his nose into those dark tendrils along Kili's nape...breathing in his own unique scent that was intermingled with smell of sex, into his lungs. Bofur was about to try and take things a step further when he felt Kili leaning into his touches when suddenly he felt Kili stiffen slightly and slowly began to ease away from him. Bofur let him move away while pretending he was still asleep...feeling the bed become cooler at the loss of Kili's heat. Bofur could not contain the whimper that slipped out , nor the tear that fell down his face at the sound of the door closing behind Kili as he left Bofur in bed, alone.
Bofur let his tears fall in the seclusion of his room as his heart clenched in his despondency of Kili's rejection of him, even though he knew it was only one night...he still had dreamed it would have been more. He knew he was to blame for this pain inside for Kili had made it clear it was just one night, never promising more than that, but Bofur still took what was offered. He wanted one night to hold close to his heart as the countless bleak nights loomed before him...it was his own fault he had hoped for more than what Kili wanted or could give to someone as common as a toy maker. After a while of wallowing in his regrets at the loss of his fantasy, he got up and headed for the bathing room where he cleaned himself of any remnants of the night they had shared. He slowly got dressed, noticing the bruises upon his hips from Kili's gripping of them in the throes of his orgasm as he became lost to everything else...Bofur softly , tenderly ran his fingers along them as a smile of bittersweet fondness touched his lips at the memory. He wished they would forever mar his skin as a reminder of that night...but he knew like all good things they would fade all to soon. With a deep sigh Bofur left his quarters and headed for his shop...not caring if he had a slight limp in his gait that spoke of how vigorous his experience in the princes arms it had been....trying to not show how broken inside he was feeling at this time to all who saw him.
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1 MONTH LATER
It had been nearly 4 weeks since that night of exquisite bliss that Bofur and Kili had shared together and parted...both feeling lost inside. It seems no matter how either felt, life was determined to go on around them...flowing along a path that both wished would consume them and ease their anguish or just let them go from it's grasp...neither getting their wish until one fateful day their lives took a turn no one saw coming.
Bofur woke with a groan from his restless sleep he had been enduring for the last few weeks...his dreams always filled with the memory of Kili and that one night that left him in tears..aching for more. Take last night for example...his nightly vision had been filled with the remembrance of how good those hands had felt sliding across his sensitive skin...igniting a fire in their wake as they traveled through the lush hairs on his body until reaching a spot that made him keen with pleasure...his over sensitized nipples that laid hidden in their silky covering. One touch upon those responsive nubs had him almost arching off the bed as his rock hard shaft pulsed with his impending orgasm that sat right there at the cusp...moments from tipping him over that edge. Looking up seconds before falling into that delicious ecstasy , he saw Kili's face but it was almost gaunt looking as if he was hallow...as if he was dying and with a scream Bofur jerked awake as his erection wilted from the terrible vision he had. The moment Bofur jolted up from the bed a wave of nausea rolled up his throat, making him tear off the bed and race for the bathroom where he proceeded to retch himself into a shaking mess there. It took him awhile to push down the waves rolling in his stomach as he shakily gasped next to the bowl...praying this sickness will pass by the next morning. Slowly easing his way up, he heard a knock on his door and his cousin, Bifur's, voice resounding through it, drawing Bofur towards the portal of his room. Dragging the door open he saw the signature skunk striped dark hair of his beloved cousin's head..hand poised to knock once again.
