The arrow barely hit the tree. It was embedded in the bark, sure, but mere inches from the side of the trunk. You sighed lowering the bow in frustration. You weren't any good at this. "Great for your first shot". Kili breathed into your ear. His fingers trailed down your back delicately, before settling on your hips. "Next time, lets have your body twisted like this". He murmured, brushing your hair away from your neck. So he could see better, he claimed, but you knew better.
You could feel his hair trickling the bare skin of your neck, the scruff of his chin igniting your body temperature as it brushed against your shoulder. Briefly, and to the point you barely felt it, his lips brushed against the tendon of your neck. His hot breath washed against the skin exposed to him. When his mouth touched your neck again, you could feel the smirk. He knew just how much he was turning you on, and how quickly.
Your eyes fluttered to a close, a soft breathy gasp, escaping your lips. That was all the invitation that the male needed. His arms slipped around your waist, drawing you to him as his lips continued to work the sensitive skin of your neck. The bow fell to the ground, long forgotten amidst the lust that clouded your senses. His tongue and teeth came into play, leaving marks on your neck, claiming you as his own. Your hands reached up to clasp themselves over his, forcing him to pull you much closer to his body. A breathy chuckle left his lips, and you cursed what the sound of it did to you. One hand pulled from your grip, trailing over the front of his hips, down to your thigh. The simple action was enough to make you tremble in your boots.
