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~Arrows and Dragon Hide~

Kili Durin x [Dragonshifter}FemOC Part 1/?

A/N-this whole fic idea came to me in a chaotic ass dream, so, uh, ya. oh and the oc's name is pronounced (Eye-Jah)

Word Count- 1.3k

Summary- At the request of Gandalf, a dragon shifter joins the company of Thorin Oakenshield on the quest to reclaim Erebor.

Warnings- Canon typical violence, talk of death and torture

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The night hung quiet and peaceful over the small town of hobbits, many of the locals already tucked cozily away into bed. But at the top of the hill, with an emerald green door, lay a hobbit hole with a winding trail of smoke rising from the chimney. Warm light spills from the windows as a limber, cloaked figure makes their way silently to the door with the small glowing mark. The well kept garden path was encircled by a small wooden fence, the wood remained unpainted but smooth. The gate slowly creaks closed, and the small path crunches beneath the boots of the mysterious figure. Raising a hand to the door the figure delivers a sharp knock, and the sounds of conversation and movement behind the firm wooden door quiets before a solitary set of footfalls approach the door. As the knob turns and the door swings open, a gust of warm air ruffles the cloak of the newcomer. A small hobbit stands in the open space, blonde curly hair ruffled. the figure bows, and with a slight lilt to her voice says, "Eyja, at your service, you're Mister Baggins I presume?"

Rising to meet the smalls mans gaze, the hobbit gives a small nod and shuffles back a step, leaving room for woman to enter the small entry room. Removing her cloak allowing her waved brown hair to fall free and the light from inside to catch on the rings of metal in her lip and ears, she hangs the dark fabric on the wall and lays down her long slender blade on a small chest.

The sound of voices comes from down the hall and as Bilbo moves towards the sounds of ruckus, Eyja follows on nearly silent feet. Rounding the corner, her gaze is met with 13 dwarves all laughing and shouting, and one taller man in grey robes.

"Ah there we are, Thorin, this is the shifter I was telling you about," Gandalf's calm voice drifts across the room and Eyja turns to see the wizard and the raven haired dwarf watching her, "Eyja, this is Thorin Oakenshield the King Under the Mountain." The dwarf nods briefly, as she bows.

"Your majesty." Thorin stands, and the rest of the group quickly falls quiet. Bilbo moves to stand beside the grey wizard as Thorin begins to detail the quest they will be going on, and how the dwarfs will receive no assistance from the dwarven kingdoms of their kin.

"We are here to collect a burglar, and a shifter to assist us in our adventure." Thorin's cool gaze drifts from Bilbo to Eyja, drawing the rest of the companies eyes to the two aforementioned people.

Gandalf clears his throat, and places a map upon the table, "The journey to Erebor will be long and treacherous, but with this map we will find a way into the mountain, where our burglar will be able to find the Arkenstone, and in the worst case scenario where the dragon awakens Eyja will be there to handle it quickly." Gazes travel to the woman in the corner, wondering how she would be able to best Smaug the Terrible.

A dwarf with a dark mustache, pipe and large hat raises his hand and interrupts the wizard, "Now, no offence lass, but how is that wee girl meant to kill the infamous Smaug the terrible, the greatest calamity of the age?" Eyja raises her head watching as Gandalf brings up his own pipe, taking a large puff before sighing, leaning back in his chair he begins to explain.

"Master Bofur, Eyja is a skin changer, one of the very few that still roam Middle-Earth, now shifters often turn into great beasts, but she can shift into a dragon large enough to rival the size of the one currently residing in your mountain." At those words all heads turn swiftly to the woman who stands in the corner, picking at her nails. The dwarf, that she now knows is named Bofur, nods and brings his pipe to his mouth.

The other dwarfs murmur to themselves about the newest information about the only female member of the company. Bilbo however speaks up from behind the monarch, "What were you saying about a dragon?" The fear in his voice is evident in the way it warbles a bit at the end. Bofur speaks once more, going into detail about Smaug took over the mountain years ago, leaving Thorin's people to wander in search of a new home, and how those who tried to fight against the beast were scorched beyond recognition, which all lead to the small hobbit fainting.

"Eyja if you would be so kind to carry Master Baggins to his bed, so he may recover." Gandalf's soft voice breaks the silence that followed the hollow thud of Bilbo's body hitting the floor. Moving forward the shifter swiftly scoops up the burglar and begins to wander the halls attempting to find the bedroom of the company's host.

The pitter patter of feet follow her down the hall and a tall dwarf with dark hair and a shadow of stubble begins to walk beside her before bounding ahead to look into rooms. Once the two successfully find the room, Eyja gently places Mister Baggins upon the bed and both the dwarf and the shifter exit the room. "I'm Kili," the dwarrow breaks the silence while they walk slowly back to the rest of the company, "are there many other shifters like you in Middle-Earth?"

Eyja smiles at the young dwarfs curiosity, turning her head to meet Kili's dark gaze she slows her pace even more, "There were once many shifters roaming the world, for we were here before all else, we lived as one with the land and we a happy people. We protected those who could not protect themselves. But now," She brings in a ragged breath, "there are merely two left." Her walk ceases and she turns to face the warrior fully, "When the orcs first came they killed many of the shifters, capturing the rest, as it brought them amusement to torture us in cages and chains." There is a sullen pause where Eyja's hand drift to the sleeves that cover her wrists, old pain swimming in her yellowish gaze. "As far as I am aware, only two of us were able to escape the painful death we would have received, me, and Beorn; a mighty man who shifted into a great bear. Once free of the orcs grip we separated to find hidden corners of the world where we could remain safe."

Kili stands across from the woman mouth open, eyes wide, he had never meant to bring up painful memories and now the shifters eyes darken with the memories of her past. "Forgive me, I never meant to-"

She silences him quickly with a wave of her hand and a dry chuckle, "It is no worries master dwarf, you had no knowledge of it, those are old memories that I must learn to deal with eventually." Her lips close, and her golden eyes soften, "Besides, it is aways nice to talk of the times before the orcs came." The two grow silent, a contented peace settling as they continue back to the company. Returning to the table, Eyja finds the dwarfs dispersed amongst the residence setting up bedrolls and beginning to relax in preparation for the long journey ahead of them. Though Thorin stands by the door speaking with an older dwarf with a long silver beard. Kili turns to the woman again face turned up towards her with a gentle smile playing on his lips,

"I am going to go find my brother, so until tomorrow madam shifter." he bows his head a little and his grins widens at Eyja's quiet laugh.

"Just Eyja is fine, goodnight to you as well Kili." Turning away from the dwarrow the woman wanders away in search of the meddlesome grey wizard who had summoned her to Hobbiton.

~Arrows and Dragonhide~

Kili Durin x {DragonShifter} FemOC Part 2/?

A/N- blegh, im stuck in bed being sick so im writing this and listening to Offspring

Word Count- 1.6k

Summary- The journey to reclaim Erebor has begun, and with it comes the dangers of Middle-Earth.

Warnings- Canon typical violence, talk of death and torture, will be 18+ in future chapters

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Gandalf stands in the foyer of Bilbo Baggins hobbit hole, pipe brought up to his mouth and faint smirk on his lips. Eyja has seen that look on the bearded man before and it ended with her having to fight off a group of trolls. "What meddlesome plan is on your mind now wizard?" Her tone is jesting but her expression remains quite serious. "Are you scheming on how to get me fighting another band of beasts?"

The grey wizard laughs quietly so as not to wake the few dwarves sleeping nearby, "Young shifter I promise you that instance was truly accidental." His face breaks into a grin at Eyja's raised eyebrow and skeptical expression. "I was merely pondering the path we shall take tomorrow."

"'Young shifter', you do remember that I have been around longer than you have right?" Gandalf nods, smile soft on his face.

"It was merely a tease, I am fully aware of your age Eyja. Now if you'll excuse me I do wish to get some sleep, there is a long journey ahead of us." The cloaked man then walks past Eyja, soft footfalls fading down the dark hallway. Spinning on her heel, Eyja trods towards the living room. Finding an empty corner, she lowers herself smoothly to the floor leaning back against the wall and letting her travel weary eyes drift closed.

As the sun begins to peak over the emerald hills of the Shire, Eyja finds herself being roused from her slumber by a gentle hand pushing on her shoulder. Her golden dragon-like eyes are met with the sight of Kili kneeling beside her.

"Wake up, we're going to be leaving shortly." His voice is quiet so as not to disturb the other bustling around you. Nodding slightly, she brings her hands to her knees and begins to rise eyes turning to the window, seeing birds flit past in their early morning travels.

"Good morning Master dwarf did you sleep well?" Her voice is rough with sleep and her eyes half open as she gathers her set aside bag and blades. Tucking her slender sword into her back sheath and her smaller blades into their various places, she lets her gaze drift back to Kili's face.

He lets out a small chuckle, "Whatever happened to just calling me Kili, Eyja? And yes my rest was quite nice." Eyja swings her bag onto her back and starts towards the entryway of the large hobbit hole.

"My most sincere apologies Kili."

"I will find it in myself to forgive you." They both laugh quietly as they swing open the door and step out into the slightly chilled morning air. The large green door creaks slightly as it closes behind the pair, Eyja brings her arms over her head in a deep stretch hearing her back pop. Kili steps up next to his dark brown pony, tying his pack to the back of his saddle, running a hand down the ponies neck.

Mr. Baggins' door opens one more, the rest of the company pouring out and walking to their respective ponies, Gandalf stepping up the the shifter and dwarf.

"Eyja, Kili, good morning, I trust both of you are ready for our journey ahead?" as the two nod he turns to the tall skin changer, "Will you need a horse or will you be walking for our travels?"

"I will be walking, I figured I would be able to keep up relatively easily."

Kili turns to her, "Are you sure? You could ride with me if you want to."

Eyja waves her hand dismissing his offer, "It is truly no problem Kili, I am perfectly capable of keeping up with the company."

"Alright, but the you should at least let me carry your bag for you." Kili holds out his hand for Eyja's bag, she sighs heavily feeling the dwarf wont let her win this. She swings the bag off her shoulder handing it to his outstretched arm. As he ties her bag down atop of his, the dwarrow surrounding them begin to mount their steeds. Gandalf begins to steer his horse down the rolling hills of the small hobbit town, the long line of ponies following closely, Eyja walking between Kili and Fili's mounts. They are only travelling for half an hour before the sound of footsteps racing towards them stops the shifter in her tracks, head turning quickly and hand darts to her dagger.

"Eyja? what is it?" Kili's voice is tense with worry as he swings his pony around.

"Some ones coming." Her voice is low and flat. The rest of the company now stands still, hands laying on their weapons.

"Wait!" The voice from the trees is familiar and causes Eyja's tense stance to relax, "Wait for me, I signed it!" Bilbo Baggins bursts into the small clearing the long paper contract trailing behind him as he run towards the company. He approaches Balin on his white pony, holding out the paper to him, as Balin reviews everything to make sure everything's in order, Kili turns to his brother.

"I told you he would show up, hand over your coin brother." Fili rolls his eyes before tossing his coin pouch over to his brunette sibling. Eyja giggles at their interaction and grins as they lift the hobbit onto a pony ahead of them.

"How are you feeling, are you getting tired?" Kili turns sideways in his saddle to speak to the woman walking swiftly next to him.

Eyja smiles, "I'll be fine Kili this is not my first time walking alongside horses, and I doubt it will be my last." The dwarf nods still feeling uneasy over the skin changer walking when the pony was more than capable to carry them both.

"Alright, but do tell me if you want a break."

The company of Thorin Oakenshield travel through the forest for most of the day till the sun begins to get low in the sky, Thorin orders the dwarrow to tie up their horses and get a fire going. Kili and Fili sit against the cliff wall as the other dwarfs lay around them, some of them sleeping and other doing their own things. Eyja sits by the fire, sharpening her blades under the warm light, large pointed ears perking up every time Bilbo tosses and turns on his bedroll. She watches as he gets up with a mighty sigh, wandering over to his pony slyly pulling out an apple and quietly feeding it to his steed, the skin changer smiles as he shushes the pony, but the smile immediately drops as shrieks come from the forest beneath them.

"What was that?" Bilbo's voice is panicked his eyes wide.

"Orcs." Kili's voice is hushed and his eyes wander over their camp, catching briefly on Eyja's stiff figure. Thorin jerks awake as Bilbo repeats Kili's answer, his blue eyes scanning the forest in a mirror of the shifters golden gaze.

"Throat cutters," Fili gestures with his pipe, "there will be dozens of them out there. The lowlands are crawling with them." Gandalf turns his head catching Eyja's unamused expression.

"They strike in the wee small hours when everyone's asleep. quick and quiet, no screams just lots of blood." Kili's addition to his brother statement has Eyja standing up from her place by the fire. him and his brother snickering slightly, not noticing Eyja approaching on silent feet.

When she speaks her voice is low, anger clipping her words, "You think that's funny, you think a night raid by orcs is joke?"

Kili averts his gaze as she stares at them her yellow eyes shinning eerily in the firelight, "We didn't mean anything by it."

"No you didn't, you know nothing of the world." Thorin's voice interrupts, his own tone harsh. Balin approaches the small gathering and leans on the cliff face.

"Don't mind him laddie, Thorin has more cause than most to hate orcs." As he launches into the tale of Thror's death and Azog's defeat, Kili notices Eyja rubbing at her arms, as if trying to shake of hands that aren't there.

"And the pale orc, what happened to him?" Bilbo's voice is quiet and unsure as he turns to face the eldest of the dwarves. But Thorin speaks before Balin is able.

"He slunk back into the hole from wenst he came, that filth died of his wounds long ago." The look shared between Gandalf and Balin does not go unnoticed by Eyja and she bristles at the thought of Azog still roaming the continent.

The shifter settles back down beside the two dwarven princes, and Fili moves to speak but she stops him with a finger. "I know you two meant only to joke, but as your uncle stated, orcs are nothing to jest about for they have committed such atrocities that it haunts many of this company." Her tone is stern but light and she resumes sharpening her weapon beside the dark haired dwarf, her posture finally relaxing from its stiff position. Both Kili and Fili nod, and the former of the two knowing she is one of the few in the company who's is haunted by the actions of orcs. As the hours of the night stretch on Eyja finds herself leaning on Kili's shoulder as her mind tires, and her eyes begin to close.

She feels a blanket being draped over her body, and she drifts into unconsciousness, the heat from the fire creating a soothing warmth and dim light.

~Arrows and Dragonhide~

Kili Durin x {Dragonshifter}FemOC Part 3/?

A/N- its one in the morning and my brain is broken

Word Count- 3.2k

Summary- Bofur calls Eyja a witch, and trolls are stanky.

Warnings- Cannon typical violence, mentions of torture, mentions of death, will be 18+ in future parts, cursing/foul language

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As the morning sun rises and the forest around them begins to come alive with animals, Eyja wakes slowly, feeling an arm resting over her shoulder and another around her waist. Her eyes slowly drift upwards, finding the youngest of the Durin brothers leaning back against the rock wall, head tilted to the side, lips parted and hair askew, his dark eyes hidden behind closed lids, and she feels his breaths as she leans her head farther back trying to figure out how to untangle herself from the arms and the blanket holding her to Kili's side. Gently she raises her hand and pushes lightly on the dwarven princes shoulder, seeing his brow crease slightly and his eyes flutter but remain closed. "Kili," her voice is barely audible, a mere breath of noise in the quiet morn but it is enough to rouse the dark haired dwarrow she leans against. As his eyes crack open he is immediately met with the sight of the brunette woman entangled in his arms, and his face reddens almost instantly, his hands fly away from Eyja's body and she sits up as he begins whispering an apology.

"I am so sorry, I hadn't meant to fall asleep, I swear I meant no disrespect-" the woman in front of him cuts him off quickly.

"it's fine Kili, besides, its not everyday I wake up in the arms of a prince." Her voice is lilting and she grins at him as his face remains the color of a ripe tomato. Kili laughs, causing his brother, who sleeps mere feet away to shift in his sleep.

"Yes, well it's not everyday I wake with a beautiful woman in my arms." His joking voice matches her own and they both chuckle softly, beginning to feel the sleep rise from their bodies. Kili sits up, groaning softly as his back cracks after being in one position for so long. The two slowly start to pack up their belongings, strapping it once more to the back of Kili's pony. As the sun gets brighter, shinning over the treetops and illuminating the rock the company rests on, the dwarrow begin to stir, slowly awakening in the warm sunlight.

Eyja drapes her dark green cloak over her shoulders in an effort to preserve some of the heat still remaining from Kili's body, as the morning air nips at the rings of metal in her exposed skin.

"Are you cold?" Kili's voice is louder than it probably should have been and the dwarfs around him grumble, as they are still half asleep and do not appreciate the loud voice.

"Just a little chilly, I'll be fine." Kili's brow remains furrowed but he moves on to rousing the rest of the company. As the dwarfs begin to move around her, Eyja remains at the edge of the cliff, looking out over the forest, the large poplar tree leaves lay turned down, barely rustling in the breeze. "It's going to rain, do be sure to cover anything you don't wish to get wet."

Bofur turns to her, eyes still weary from sleep and large hat askew, "How do you figure that lass?" His head turns up to the cloudless sky above them, "there aren't even any clouds." Eyja points to the leaves on the large trees below them.

"When it is going to rain, poplar leaves upturn." The hat wearing dwarf nods still looking confused. Fili walks over dropping his bag on the ground at his feet.

"I couldn't help but notice your sleeping situation with my brother last night," His lips turn up into a sly smile, "might there be something there?"

Eyja chuckles at the dwarrow's antics, "Fili, what may or may not be between me and your brother will remain between the two of us, now I'm pretty sure Bombur has some food so I'm going to get some breakfast." Walking towards the small gathering of dwarfs, she watches as Kili and Fili laugh about something that did not reach her ears, the wide smiles worn by each of them bringing a strange warmth to her. As a bowl of the fire warmed stew is placed in her hands, she steps out of the rowdy crowd of dwarrow, walking back over to the dwarven princes.

Kili steps back creating space between the two ponies for Eyja to stand, the shifter nods her thanks as the dark haired dwarf ties her bag atop the horse. Each of the ponies surrounding them is quickly mounted by their respective dwarf and the ashes of their fire are quickly doused and stamped out. Gandalf once again rides to the front of their procession and starts down the mountain trail. Eyja matching pace with Kili's horse.

True to Eyja's earlier prediction soon the sky had begun to unleash a torrential downpour, the dirt road quickly turning into slick muddy mess. Eyja grimaces at the thought of having to clean her boots of the grime later, pulling her hood farther over her head in an attempt to save her hair from the water. Bofur turns in his saddle to call back to Eyja, "Lass that is some mighty witchcraft you pulled to guess this was coming."

Eyja laughs at his remark knowing he is just poking fun, "Master dwarf I have been on the continent for a good many years, I have learned to read the signs nature provides, that is not witchcraft, merely being observant." The few dwarfs around them chuckle at the exchange, before they continue to ride on in silence. they only ride for a short time before Dori calls out over the pounding noise of the rain.

"Mister Gandalf, can't you do something about this deluge?"

Gandalf spares not even a glance as he replies, "It is raining master dwarf, and it will continue to rain and it will continue to rain until the rain is done," the grey cloaked wizard pauses before continuing, "if you wish to change the weather of the world you should find yourself another wizard." Dori slumps down in his seat, accepting that he will continue to be pummeled by the weather. As the hobbit and wizard discuss the other great wizards of Middle Earth, Kili leans down to speak close to the shifter ear.

"Eyja pretty soon the mud is going to swallow your boots, I do believe it would be in your best interest to get on a pony instead of continuing to walk." Eyja sighs at the dwarfs continued pestering of the subject, Knowing he will not give it up as long as he has breath in his lungs she stops walking and nods to the dwarven prince.

"Fine, but only because the mud is making my boots weigh twice what they should." Kili grins down at her before shifting forward in his seat patting the space behind him urging Eyja to sit. She climbs up onto the horse resting her hands in her lap, unsure of close she should be sitting behind the prince.

"You should hang on, it would be a shame for you to fall." Eyja can hear the smile in his voice and shakes her head with a quiet laugh as she places her hands lightly around his torso, his back pressing against her front. He turns his head as much as he can trying to face her, "Have you met any of the wizards Gandalf speaks of?"

Nodding her head her cloaks hood shifts back a tad, and she quickly pulls it back to its proper place, "I have met Saruman, he was quite the stern fellow, the only other wizard I have met was Radagast the brown, he was quite peculiar, but a pleasant enough person if a little odd." The dwarf in front of her hums in acknowledgment and they ride in a peaceful silence, the only sound is the quiet murmurs of the company, and the shower of the rain.

Days pass and they slowly establish a routine, of waking with the sun before riding all day before setting down for the night. The group rides through the hills before coming to a burnt building. "We'll camp here for tonight," Thorin's deep voice carries through the small valley, "Fili, Kili, look after the ponies make sure you stay with them." Nodding the two princes dismount, Eyja following after them, they tie their horses up to the small pieces of fence left unscathed by the flames. beyond the trees, Eyja's ears pick up Thorin arguing with Gandalf over whether they should move on from this abandoned home. Suddenly Gandalf shouts about being the only one with sense and she hears him storm off.

Kili and Fili sit against a fence post quietly discussing things Eyja pays no mind to, instead she wonders over why a farmer would leave their home, was there something dangerous lurking in these woods, if so what had it been and was it still residing close by. Her blade lays a comforting weight across her back, and she lowers herself to the ground across from the two dwarves. Looking down at the sorry state of her once brown boots, she begins prying at the mud caking them, hoping that it will fall off easily now that it had dried. The trio sit there listening to the bugs fly overhead and the ponies shift and whinny as the sky overhead grows darker.

The sounds of the forest suddenly stop, leaving an eerie silence hanging in the air. The silence only lasts for a mere moment before suddenly a deafening crack of a tree falling pierces the air, the shifter and dwarves shoot to a standing position, and the three rush towards where the ponies are tied. The sound of footsteps behind them soon comes with bilbo standing between them all.

"What's the matter?" His question comes with a bowl of stew pushed towards the two dwarves.

Kili's voice comes out low, "We're supposed to be looking after the ponies,"

Eyja continues the sentence, "Only we've encountered a slight problem,"

"We had 16," Fili speaks now voice uncertain, "now there's 14."

After a quick search to find which horses had vanished, the group reconvened with Bilbo still trying to offer the princes the stew. "Daisy and Bongo are missing." Kili paces to the group brow creased and frown on his face.

"That is not good," the hobbit lets out a nervous chuckle, "that is not good at all, shouldn't we tell Thorin?"

Fili turns quickly speaking even quicker, "No no lets not worry him. As our official burglar we thought you might want to look into it?" Eyja paces around the fallen tree, finding a large footprint and her stomach drops. She knows those tracks, and the foul stench they left behind.

Bilbo's face drops, and he nods pointing to the fallen tree, "Right well, um, it looks like something big uprooted these trees. Something very big indeed."

Eyja speaks, her voice even toned and flat, "Trolls."

Fili and Kili turn quickly to face the skin changer, and something in the trees catches the elder brothers eye, "Hey, there's a light. come 'ere." he gestures for the other to look and he starts towards the light, and Eyja sighs heavily before unsheathing her dagger and following after the blonde headed dwarf. Kili launches over a fallen log quickly followed by his brother and Eyja, Bilbo trailing after them, stew still in hand. As the four hide behind a tree, a troll stomps past a pony beneath each arm, and Eyja's hand flies to the sword strapped to her back unsheathing it quickly.

"He's got Myrtle and Minty, I think they're going to eat them we have to do something!" Bilbo's voice is hushed and tense with worry for his pony. The two dwarven brothers turn to him and nod simultaneously.

"Yes, you should, mountain trolls are slow and stupid and you're so small, they'll never see you, it's perfectly safe." Kili takes a bowl from the hobbit, Fili doing the same. Eyja has to repress the urge to smack her hand to her forehead, but Kili's plan isn't terrible and was currently the only idea they had other than just storming the trolls camp.

"If you run into trouble, hoot twice like barn owl and once like a brown owl." Fili speaks quietly as he shoves the hobbit towards the light of the mountain trolls fire, Bilbo protesting the whole way.

"Don't worry Bilbo, I will remain in the trees, and will intervene should it be needed." Eyja's words seemed to comfort the hobbit a tiny amount as he nods and starts quietly towards the sound of voices.

Eyja turns to shoot one last unhappy glance at the Durin brothers but the two dwarves had already disappeared. so she walks as close as she can, leaning against a log, watching as the trolls bicker over the food an Bilbo tries to free the horses. As the hobbit tries to grab the blade off the troll who seemed to have some sort of disgusting cold, Eyja hisses out a breath watching as bilbo is hoisted into the air and covered with troll snot.

"Ah, blimey, look what's come out of me hooter!" the trolls high voice shrill in his shock. The skin changer huffs unhappily at the development of the plan, and steps into the light of the fire.

Her sword shining in the light of the fire, she readies it and calls out towards the trio of trolls. "Put him down!" her voice cuts through the creatures bickering and they turn to face her, their faces twisting into scowls. As the largest of the three moves towards her, Kili bursts from the trees, blade spinning as her slices at the legs of the foul beasts. He stops beside the shifter, sword raised.

"She said, drop him." His blade twirls in a circle and he places both hands on the hilt ready to take another swing at the much larger beings. The mountain troll holding the companies hobbit, growls before throwing the poor burglar at Kili, his arms open in an attempt to catch him. Instead they both go tumbling to the ground, Eyja standing over them with her blade at the ready. The quiet of the camp is broken by the shouts of the company as they rush out around her, each of them holding their weapons high. Eyja charges forward with them, swinging her sword into the thigh of the smallest troll, then cutting upwards with her dagger as he bends over in pain, effectively catching him in the mouth with the small blade. Thorin steps beside her also bringing his blade to meet the skin of the monster. Eyja catches sight of Kili fighting the largest of the trolls with his brother and she turns to go help him. But before she can make it three paces, meaty hands encircle her limbs, raising her above the dwarves head, pulling them till they are ready to pop out of her sockets.

As the two trolls lift her even higher, the dwarves freeze. Kili lurching forward at the pained expression on Eyja's face, "Eyja!" Thorin grabs his nephew before he can move farther, knowing that should they move Eyja will lose her limbs.

"Lay down your arms. Or we'll rip hers off." The trolls sneer down at the dwarrow, and Eyja golden eyes meet Kili's earth toned ones. He frowns as his uncle lays down his sword, and Kili throws his at the ground beside his brothers many blades.

Soon, half the company lay tied up in sacs, while the rest lay tied to a spit over the fire. Kili lays beside the skin changer, who scowls deeply at the foul creatures. "I fucking hate trolls." Her harsh words are quiet but Kili's ears catch them and he nods his agreement. "The bloody wizard told me I wouldn't have to deal with any of these nasty things."

Bilbo stands awkwardly in his sac, "Wait, you are making a terrible mistake." the company protests calling their captors all sorts of foul names, but Bilbo ignores them, "I meant with the, uh, with the seasoning. You're going to need something a lot stronger than sage to plate up this lot." Gloin and Kili start yelling at the hobbit but Eyja stays quiet, realizing the burglar is stalling for time.

While Bilbo tries to think of ways to stall the trolls from eating the company, a flash of movement in the trees catches Eyja's yellow gaze. looking up to the sky, she see a faint pinkish tinge to clouds floating past, signifying dawns near approach. As the cross eyed troll picks up Bombur, dangling the poor dwarf over his mouth, Eyja rises to stand beside the hobbit.

"Not that one, he is, he's infected," she pauses as the trolls turn to face her, "Ya he's got worms in his tubes." Bombur is promptly dropped atop the pile of dwarves, and the troll stumbles back a step. Eyja continues, "In fact, they all have them, they're infested with parasites, truly I wouldn't risk it."

Kili turn indignantly to face her, "We don't have parasites!" Eyja rolls her eyes helplessly as all the dwarves yell at her, not understanding that she's is trying to keep them alive. Out of the corner of her eye she sees Thorin pull back his leg and deliver a swift kick to his nephews back. Quickly Kili's complaints are replaced with remarks about how he has parasites the size of his arm. Eyja sends a silent thanks to the gods for blessing Thorin with enough brains to understand her plan.

The troll lumbers towards her and Bilbo, "What would you have us do then? Let them all go?" Bilbo nods and shrugs his shoulder slightly. before any more words can be exchanged a voice rings out over the camp and Eyja lets out a sigh of relief.

"The dawn will take you all!" Gandalf raises his staff, bringing it down swiftly, breaking the stone in two, allowing the trolls to be bathed in sunlight. As they shriek and begin to turn to stone, the dwarves begin to cheer and shout. The wizard quickly cuts down the dwarves suspended over the fire, and frees them from the sacs. As Thorin questions Gandalf of his whereabouts, Kili approaches Eyja as she slips her blades into their proper spots.

"Are you alright, how are your arms and legs feeling, do you need me to get Oin?" Kili's words are spoken quickly with panic lacing every syllable as he looks over her, trying to find any injuries.

"I'm alright Kili, just a tad sore nothing some stretching can't fix." Eyja rests a hand on his shoulder trying to get him to relax. "Relax, everyone is alright, there is no need for worry."

Kili takes a deep breath, gives her a final onceover before deciding that she's right and stepping back. The two share a long look before Fili calls his brother over to help him pick up all his knives. "Make sure to get Oin to help you if you don't feel better please, for the sake of my sanity." Eyja nods with a small smile, and lets her eyes trail after him as he walks away. A familiar warmth is growing in her chest, and she does not wish for things to end as they had the last time she felt this way.

~Arrows and Dragonhide~

Kili Durin x {Dragonshifter}FemOC

A/N - told my sisters kids they can dye my hair red, rethinking my life choices, and lemme know if you want me to start a tag list for those of you who want notifs when a new part comes out

Word Count - 769, its a short one sorry

Summary - emotions and bonding, just a bit of a filler chapter

Warnings - Descriptions of torture, familial death

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Bold-Khuzdul Italics-Elvish

The moonlight filters serenely through the walls of the eleven halls. the shadows passing over the gathering of dwarves huddled together, laughing as Bofur throws food at his brother. Kili pans his dark eyes across the room watching as his uncle stares at the company's burglar from his position against the wall. The young dwarf smiles to himself, Thorin was painfully obvious about his crush on the hobbit. He lets his sight continue across the group only stopping when he notices the missing shifter from their company.

Kili sighs, his heart heavy as he thinks of how Eyja had seemingly deflated at dinner after whatever Lindir had said to her. She had looked as if she had been told that someone had died. Excusing himself from his seat beside his golden haired brother, he steps out of the airy room and out into the direct light of the moon. The silvery light dances over the twisting path leading through sparse trees. The worn leather of his boots crushing leaves on the gravel. Following the trail down to a shadowed gazebo, leaning into the tall marble structure his eyes catch on Eyja's hunched figure leaning on the railing.

"You're missing Bofur's lovely singing," Kili's voice is hushed but still loud enough for the shifter to jump at the sudden break in silence. She turns swiftly tucking something into a pocket with one hand while wiping her face with the other.

She lets a small grin grace her face as she approaches the dwarven prince, "I do think I've heard enough of Bofur's singing for one day." She pulls him into the gazebo and over the the rail where she had previously stood. As Kili goes to ask after why her voice was rough and why her eyes seemed to be on the verge of spilling tears he looks out over the elven valley. His mouth drops open at the sight of the sky, filled with stars and the valley illuminated by their glow. In the distance the warm light of fire-flies dance through shoots of sycamore trees and green shrubs, making them appear to be glowing with an ethereal light. "It's beautiful isn't it?"

Eyja's voice is hushed and Kili nods in bewilderment. She takes a breath before speaking again, "Rivendale was always one of my favorite places to visit." The dark haired dwarf turns to face her, his eyes reflecting the spattering of stars.

"You aren't from here then I take it?", Eyja laughs softly and shakes her head, her dark hair beginning to fall from the braid she had put it in.

The shifter slowly lowers herself to the floor, leaning her back against the support post, "The village i was born in was forgotten long ago by the people of this world, after my birth, my parents thought it fitting to begin travelling, to try and find a proper place for us." She pauses for a moment as Kili sits beside her, "we moved around very often only staying in one place for at most a month, a year into our venture, my sister was born." Eyja voice catches at the mention of her sibling, and Kili watches her with concern creasing his brow. "My mother never truly recovered from her birth, so we settled in Hollin, we lived there for maybe a decade before the orcs showed up." She pulls back her shoulders and huffs out a breath, "From there its just pain and death."

Kili nods, "I know how that feels," Eyja, looks over to him a sad smile on her face. as the two sit in the shadow of the gazebo, the silence acting as a comforting blanket around them, the sounds of the company floating through the air. As the sounds of crickets and voices carry across the valley Kili begins to stand. "Come, we should go get some sleep, I'm sure Thorin will be anxious to get moving again."

"Yes I'm quite sure you're right." Eyja stands beside him and gestures for the dwarven prince to start back towards the company. Kili smiles and holds out his arm.

"What kind of person would I be if I let a lady walk alone?" He chuckles and his dark eyes gleam. Eyja laughs and shakes her head at the dwarf's antics.

"You do realize that even if I'm not holding onto your arm I won't be walking alone right?"

Kili shrugs still bearing his crooked smile, "semantics." Eyja sighs and takes his arm, the two of them beginning back up the hill towards the room where the sound of dwarven voices still comes through.

Unspoken Goodbyes (Kili x Y/N)

overview: Kíli’s infatuation with Tauriel jeopardizes his relationship with his partner. During the Battle of the Five Armies, he faces devastating regret as he realizes its too late where his heart truly belongs.

warning: angst?? third-party interference, death

A/N: inaccuracies

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The forest of Mirkwood loomed around Thorin’s company like a dark omen. You walked beside Kíli, his hand intertwined with yours, feeling the warmth of his presence. Yet, beneath the surface, an unsettling tension brewed. Kíli was captivated by the elves, and it gnawed at your heart like a slow poison.

When the elves appeared, it was as if the vibrant greens of the forest faded, overshadowed by their ethereal beauty. Legolas, tall and regal, commanded with respect, but it was Tauriel who held Kíli’s gaze. You had noticed Kíli's fascination the moment they met, his curiosity did not go noticed. But you hadn’t worried, not at first. After all, you had weathered worse than a fleeting glance, hadn’t you?

Trapped in the cells of the Elvenkings fortress, captured by the elves, you sat beside Fili, the damp stone cold beneath you, exchanging worried glances. The oppressive silence was broken by snippets of conversation from Kíli’s cell, and your breath caught as Tauriel’s melodic voice drifted through the air. You strained to listen as she spoke with Kíli about the rock his mother had given him, a token of comfort he always kept close.

“It reminds me of home,” Kíli said, his voice soft yet filled with an emotion you couldn’t place. “It’s like a piece of her is always with me.”

Your heart dropped at his words. The tenderness in his voice felt like a dagger piercing through your chest. It stung to realize that you had once been the one who brought him comfort, but now it was Tauriel who stood in that place, bright and captivating.

Jealousy and despair swirled within you as Kíli shared memories of his mother, reminiscing with the elf who had captured his attention. You forced yourself to look away, not wanting to hear any more. You had thought the bond you shared was special, that Kíli’s heart was yours, but in that moment, it felt like you were losing him to someone who seemed so much more enchanting.

Fili noticed your distress and placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder, but it did little to ease the heaviness in your heart.

“He doesn’t see you slipping away,” he murmured, his voice a mix of concern and frustration. “He’s lost in the moment.”

But you couldn’t shake the feeling that Kíli was drifting further away with each passing moment. And when Tauriel spoke again, it confirmed your worst fears—he was captivated by her, and you were merely an afterthought.

Day after day, you caught him looking at her. His laughter was lighter in her presence, his eyes sparking with a fascination you hadn’t seen since before this quest began. It was as though the darkness of the journey lifted when Tauriel was near, and the weight of it crushed you instead.

It wasn’t until Kíli had been injured during a skirmish with orcs, poisoned by an arrow, that everything unraveled. You stayed by his side, holding his hand, but his eyes always seemed to drift elsewhere, waiting for someone else. When Tauriel arrived, glowing with the ethereal light of her magic and saving him, your heart shattered. Kíli murmured something to her, his voice soft and raw as if he was confessing, and you knew, deep in your bones, that whatever had bound him to you was slipping away.

You distanced yourself after that. There were no fights, no declarations—just quiet withdrawal. You told yourself you were being silly, that Kíli was just grateful to Tauriel for saving his life. But it didn’t feel like gratitude; it felt like you were being replaced. When Kíli would ask what was wrong, you’d brush him off with a smile that never reached your eyes.

“Nothing’s wrong,” you’d whisper, turning away before your voice could betray you. But Fili noticed, and so did the others.

One evening, as the company sat around a fire, Fili pulled Kíli aside. “You’re blind, brother. You’re so focused on someone who isn’t yours that you’ve forgotten the one who is.”

Kíli scoffed, defensive. “It’s not like that, Fili. Tauriel… she’s just… different.”

“And what about her?” Fili asked, nodding toward you as you sat alone, away from the others, staring into the flames. “Do you see how you’ve hurt her?”

Kíli’s heart tightened as he followed his brother’s gaze. You were different lately—quieter, more distant—but he hadn’t put the pieces together until now. Guilt gnawed at him, but before he could speak, a call to arms rang out.

The Battle of the Five Armies had begun.

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The chaos of battle was overwhelming. Screams echoed across the battlefield, the clashing of metal, and the roars of orcs filled the air. Kíli fought alongside his kin, but a part of him searched for you, needing to talk to you, to apologize. He had been a fool, blinded by something fleeting and neglecting what was real: you.

But you were nowhere to be found. As time passed, his desperation mounted. His strikes grew wilder, fueled by frantic fear for your safety.

When the battle slowed, he found Fili standing over a body, his face ashen. Kíli’s heart dropped into his stomach as he rushed to his brother’s side.

“No…” Fili whispered, his voice shaking.

Kíli followed his brother’s gaze and saw you. Lying there, your once bright eyes now closed, your skin pale beneath the grime of battle. Blood stained your armor and the fallen snow, a fatal wound that had taken you when he hadn’t been there.

“No… no, no, no!” Kíli dropped to his knees beside you, trembling hands cradling your face. “You can’t be… you can’t…” His voice broke, shattered by grief too powerful to contain.

He had lost you. Not to an orc’s blade, not to the chaos of battle, but because he hadn’t been there when you needed him most. He had failed you long before your body had fallen on this battlefield.

Kíli let out a roar, more pain than rage, as his world collapsed around him. The battle, the quest—none of it mattered. Nothing mattered anymore.

Fili knelt beside him, his own tears falling, but Kíli barely noticed. All he saw was you—your face, once full of life, now still. He pulled you into his arms, rocking back and forth, as if he could somehow bring you back by sheer force of will.

“I’m sorry my dove,” Kíli whispered, his voice breaking. “I should’ve… I should’ve been there. I should’ve never let you go.”

But it was too late. The words he should’ve said, the love he should’ve shown, would never reach you now. He had betrayed you long before Tauriel had entered their lives, and now you were gone.

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As the battle’s final moments played out, Kíli fought with a desperation that had nothing to do with winning. He fought because he had nothing left to lose. Tauriel, who had rushed to help him again, found him amidst the carnage, but he barely acknowledged her presence.

She wasn’t who he wanted. She wasn’t who he needed. He realized, too late, that the only person he had ever truly loved was now beyond his reach.

Kíli fell on the battlefield, not from an enemy's blade but from the weight of his own heartbreak. As he closed his eyes, the last thing he saw was your face, the memory of you smiling at him before everything faded into darkness.

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In the end, it wasn’t an orc that took Kíli’s life. It was regret.

Participation (Ch.1)

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Be My Lover

Kili x OC (smut!! some plot too)

(part two, part three, part four, part five, part six)

Description; This fanfic is posted to my AO3 as well, it's basically just pure filth with my OC Kaia and five members of Thorin's Company, starting with the beloved Kili <3

MINORS DNI !!! sexy times ensuing...

AN; I was listening to Freaky Deaky by Tyga and Doja Cat whilst reading this, just letting you know the vibes.

Translations for any Khuzdul will be at the end! <3

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Joining a company of thirteen dwarves, a hobbit and a wizard was never on Kaia’s to-do list.

She enjoyed the sanctity of her little cottage in the middle of nowhere, keeping to herself and minding her business. After all, she was a human woman with no family, and no ties to the rest of Middle Earth. No-one should bother her… right?

Wrong. One night, a few weeks ago, a storm broke out. Ignoring it to the best of her ability, Kaia curled up in her armchair with a book, almost missing the knock at her door.

Curious and slightly annoyed, Kaia looked out through the small window built into the wooden door, and was surprised to see a rather tall man standing on her doorstep. He wore a grey cloak and a pointy hat, both of which were completely soaked from the tumultuous rain. As was his long grey hair and his long grey beard.

Nevertheless, when he caught her eye, he gave her a warm smile.

“Good evening, my lady!” He bellowed, trying to sound louder than the thunder which echoed around the valley. “I wondered if my travelling companions and I could seek refuge in your barn?”

And that was how it started. Kaia begrudgingly agreed, hardly willing to let some travellers freeze to death when she had the means to help. He thanked her profusely, and went on his way, closely followed by fourteen smaller, but equally soaked, individuals.

The next morning, she went to the barn to check on her unexpected guests.

The man introduced himself as Gandalf the Grey, a wizard. She had heard of him, and he her. Her father was a traveller in his day, and he seemed to have crossed paths with the wizard on a few occasions.

Gandalf was glad to have found her, as the leader of their company had led them astray during the storm, and they were now completely lost.

With a sigh, Kaia agreed to show them the way back to the main road, hoping that once she saw them off, she could go back to her life and forget about this whole affair.

She was wrong.

The journey to the main road was a quick one, but felt longer as Kaia spent more time talking with Gandalf, his hobbit friend Bilbo, and the variety of dwarves which comprised the Company of Thorin Oakenshield.

And just like that, she found herself travelling with them far past the main road.

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It surprised her how much she enjoyed being around the odd bunch. They made her laugh with their jokes and gripped her attention with many stories of their homeland, and their mission to reclaim it.

What surprised her most, however, was how attractive some of these dwarves were...

The renowned and uncrowned King Under the Mountain, Thorin Oakenshield, was certainly easy on the eyes. Tall for a dwarf, coming up to her shoulders, he was built well and walked with a commanding aura fit for a king. He had a handsome face, a deep rumbling voice and a self-assured glint in her eye which made her swoon.

But it was not just him who caught Kaia’s eye. His two nephews shared their uncles rugged good looks, but had their own styles and mannerisms that made them completely different. They were cheeky and energetic, and did not waste a single opportunity to flirt with her, causing her to almost be in a constant state of blushing.

Thinking about the line of Durin was enough to make her get hot and bothered, shifting slightly on her saddle as she felt a familiar ache she had grown used to ignoring. However now, in the presence of all of these dwarves, she found herself getting more and more restless, yearning for five minutes alone with one of them, or a few of the other handsome dwarves besides the royal three…

“Are you alright, Miss Kaia?” A small voice breaks her from her thought. She turns her head to see Bilbo Baggins looking up at her from his own pony, giving her a small smile.

“Oh. Yes, I’m fine, Bilbo, Thank you.” Kaia nods, offering him what she hopes was a convincing smile. In truth, she was letting her mind run wild with fantasies of at least five of their dwarvish companions, her whole body flushing at the impure thoughts floating around her head.

“Your face looks a little red, and you keep twitching. Do you feel under the weather?” Bilbo asks, growing concerned.

“I believe I am just tired from all of this riding, dear hobbit…” Kaia chuckles.

“Aye, lass, we’ve been going at it all day.” Bofur's voice pipes up, sidling up to Kaia’s other side, “No wonder you’re sore.”

Bofur gives her a lopsided smile, but his seemingly innocent words struck another cord in Kaia. Looking at Bofur and his goofy, handsome face, she started thinking about going at it with him all day… she cleared her throat, looking away from Bofur to focus on the horizon.

“No, you definitely don’t look alright, I’ll go speak to Oin!” Bilbo says, awkwardly manoeuvring his pony away from her before she could protest. Sighing, she gripped the reins of her horse once again, avoiding Bofur's concerned gaze.

“We will stop for camp in the oncoming clearing!” Thorin’s voice booms from the front of the troupe. Kaia sighs gratefully at this, excited to be able to rest.

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Camp was set up very quickly, the proficiency of these dwarves was really spectacular. Especially when they were hungry. In record breaking time, the princes caught rabbits for Bombur to cook. The group milled about in their small, camp-fire lit area, engaging in pleasant conversations amongst themselves.

“When do you think Gandalf with be back?” Bilbo asked Kaia. He was sat next to her, as he often did, smoking his pipe. They had become fast friends, often finding common ground as the minority of non-dwarvish members of the company

“I don’t know. He said a few days, how long has it been?”

“A few days.”

“Ah.” Kaia clicks her tongue, “Then I suppose he should be back soon!”

Bilbo chuckles at this, and Kaia smiles over at him, glad she can make him laugh in moments when he is uneasy. Their friendship was important to both of them, grounding them when they were both caught up in their thoughts. Bilbo worrying about his position in the group, fighting a dragon and perhaps never returning home. And Kaia, thinking lewd thoughts about half of their travelling party. She definitely had it worse.

Kaia reclined against a boulder, fiddling with her mothers necklace as she closed her eyes for a moment. She heard a pair of footsteps approaching the campfire, sitting across from her.

“So, Kaia.” Came Kili’s voice, “You’ve been travelling with us for a while now. Not in a rush to go home?”

Kaia opens her eyes to look at him. He and his brother are sat on a log across from her, Kili smoking his pipe and smiling at her, with Fili busying himself with cleaning his daggers.

“It seems like it.” Kaia says, shrugging.

“We never asked, who’s waiting for you back in that cottage of yours?” Fili asks, his tone nonchalant as he sharpened one of his many knives.

Kaia squinted at the pair, curious about whether or not they were starting up another one of their strange pranks. She had been brought into too many of them before by being naive.

“Why?” She asks.

Fili and Kili shrug, in unison. More members of the group have sat around the fire now, waiting for dinner to be served.

“Why, what?” Nori asks, stretching his arms in front of him.

“We were asking her if she’s got anyone waiting for her at home.” Kili says, shrugging once again.

“Oh, dear, I hope you haven’t left your parents behind to worry about you!” Dori chirps, looking her over in concern. She gave him a warm smile, opening her mouth to speak when she’s interrupted by the blonde haired prince.

“We weren’t asking about her parents…” Fili says. Kaia looks at him, and he winks at her.

“You’re asking me if I left a husband to wait for me?” Kaia asks, a small smirk gracing her lips. Fili’s eyes drop to her mouth, and his tongue pops out to dampen his own. It makes Kaia’s thighs clench slightly at the image of him using his mouth for other means crosses her mind…

“No. I have no husband waiting for me.” Kaia says, trying to play coy as she looks off into the campfire.

“No suitors, either?” Kili asks, resting his head in his palm.

“No suitors, either.”

“How come?” Bofur asks, sitting down next to her. He chews on his pipe as he looks at her intensely, and she shrugs at him.

“I don’t know. No men have come knocking. I don’t think I’m really “courtship material.” Kaia chuckles, playing with the hem of her shirt.

“What do you mean by that, Kaia?” Gloin asks, warming his hands on the fire.

Kaia thinks for a second, looking around at the intrigued faces of her friends.

“I think I intimidate them. I’m not one for being wooed, any men who come close to me I pay no mind to.” Kaia then stops as a sad thought enters her mind. “And perhaps, I’m not attractive enough.”

Though she expected the dwarves to pay no mind to this self-degrading sentiment, the group was in uproar.

“Not attractive enough?!” Kili guffaws, looking at her with wide eyes.

“I’ve never heard the likes of it.” Bofur agrees, shaking his head. The flaps of his hat shake with him, and he gives her an incredulous look.

“Are the men where you're from blind?” Dwalin grumbles, sharpening his axe whilst he looks her up and down.

More of the group hum in agreement to this, and Kaia feels her face go red at the surprising compliments.

“W-well… my father always said I didn’t have womanly features. I always wanted to be out in the fields doing the hard labour with him, and I probably eat more than I should…” Kaia’s voice comes out quiet, thinking back on her parents negative thoughts about her.

It was true, Kaia was built more like a farmer than a wife. Years of working on a farm has given her some muscle, and the years of experimenting in the kitchen and making herself hearty meals had given her a little stomach and a bigger behind. She didn’t hate herself, by any measure, but she could understand that she was not the "picture of femininity"…

“You don’t eat nearly enough!” Dori says, shaking his head. Kaia chuckles at this, and the adamant agreement amongst the group.

“Men really are strange creatures…” Dwalin grunts, “If you were a dwarrowdam in the blue mountains, you’ve have dwarrows fighting over you every damn day. Hell, you’d probably be married with four lovers and an army of bairns by now!”

Kaia laughs heartily at this, as the others agree with him with cheers and nods.

“Four lovers?!” She exclaims, as Bilbo looks at her shocked.

But the dwarves all nod, giving her smiles which indicate this to be a huge compliment.

“Of course not.” Fili says, waving his hand in the air. “She’d have at least seven! And they would be the richest dwarf lords in the mountains.

“Aye!” Kili says, clapping his brother on the shoulder.

Kaia looks at them with wide eyes, and looks over at Bilbo who mirrors her confusion.

“And why would I have so many lovers if I were married?” She asks, confused and wondering if she should be insulted. Were they calling her a slut?

The dwarves raise their eyebrows at her.

“As is tradition.” Balin says to her gently, sitting beside his brother. “Dwarrowdams are a very small percent of our population. Because of this, many will often have many paramours and lovers, as well as a husband.”

The dwarves nod at this.

“Aye, the more lovers she has, the more beautiful she must be, and respected she is amongst her kin.” Gloin says, nodding. “My lass has three lovers keeping watch over her back home.”

“And that doesn’t bother you?” Bilbo says, incredulous.

Gloin guffaws at this, insulted.

“They are all honourable dwarves. I’d trust them with her life and mine, and our lads too.” Gloin says, holding his chin up.

“You must understand, laddie, that it’s not as if there is not commitment there.” Balin says gently, “Taking a lover is a significant arrangement. There are celebrations and all, it's rather romantic.”

“Aye, Bombur’s wife joined with her lover before we left, it was a beautiful ceremony.” Bofur sighs, wistfully.

Kaia looks around at all of them.

“Have any of you have got dwarrowdam lovers waiting for you back home?” She asks, playing with her hair.

“Oh, aye. My dear dam Myssa. She’s truly special.” Dori says, smiling proudly along with Ori and Nori.

“She has a husband?” Kaia asks, carefully. Dori nods enthusiastically.

“His name is Heron. He’s a lovely dwarrow, always welcoming of me and my brothers. We’ve been a family for going on fifty years now.”

Kaia nods at this, finding herself moved by the love in his voice.

“Though, it’s not always about commitments. Sometimes a dam will have a dwarf just for one night of passion.” Bofur says, wiggling his eyebrows at her.

Bilbo chokes on his pipe, spitting tufts of clouds. Some of the group nod at this, but others tell Bofur to stop being so vulgar.

“Damn straight.” Nori sighs, a cheeky grin on his face, “Nothing like a beautiful lass taking you into her arms for just a long moment…”

“Nori! Don’t make it sound so lewd!” Dori tuts. Beside him, Ori flushes deep red, avoiding Kaia’s eyes.

“He’s right, though. A good tumble in the hay is exactly what a dwarf needs to keep his mind sharp.” Grumbles Dwalin, who smirks down at his axe. Kaia stares at him, and his large hands, wondering if they are talented at more than just axe-wielding.

Noticing her gaze, Dwalin locks eyes with her. His eyes travel down her body, slowly, taking in every inch of her. Kaia pants slightly at the fire in his eyes, and feels like she is naked in front of him. She wishes she was naked in front of him…

“What’s all this about?” Comes Thorin’s voice, who walks into the centre of the camp. He looks around at the dwarves, a variety of expressions looking up at him.

His eyes land on Kaia, who is flushed red and breathing deeply. His eyes linger on her chest for a moment, before he looks into her eyes.

Can one of these dwarves please just take it easy on me for five minutes…

“We were just educating our dear lass and hobbit about dwarvish customs.” Balin says nonchalantly, trying to clear some of the tension in the camp.

“You know the ones, uncle…” Fili drawls, leaning back slightly. He locks eyes with Kaia as he says, “Sharing is caring.”

Kaia looks over at him, and he spreads his legs slightly while tilting his head. The movement has Kaia blushing, and she looks away, catching Kili’s eyes. Kili is watching her intensely, a slight pink tint to his cheeks but a smile graces his lips. The look in his eyes, as well as the look in Filis, has Kaia’s body practically thrumming with desire.

“Now, now, boys. The lass is human, she’s unused to our dwarfish customs. Don’t make her feel uncomfortable.” Balin says, shaking his head at the princes. He gives her a warm smile, which she feebly returns.

“Aye, Bilbo’s practically seizing.” Nori says, chuckling. He’s right, Bilbo is as red as a sunburnt tomato, mouth agape and eyes wide at the revelation of the dwarves voyeuristic behaviours.

“That’s enough. It’s almost time to eat, stop this foolishness and return to your duties.” Thorin growls, walking away from the group.

The air is thick with tension. Across from her, Fili is staring at her like he wants to devour her, and Kili is watching her like he wants her to devour him.

Balin follows after Thorin, leaving Dwalin in his place to glide his hands over his axe, watching her legs as they tremble slightly. He grins, spreading his legs slightly at the sight.

Dori is chastising Nori, who is watching the dwarves around him with a grin.

Bofur watches Kaia from around his pipe next to her, one of his legs shaking nervously, and Kaia can spot a slight tent in his trousers..

“Foods ready!” Bombur yells across the camp, and Kaia has never stood up so fast.

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After dinner, Kaia kept to her bed roll. She sat cross legged on it, crushing up some lavender to add to her collection of medicinal herbs. Her brain is practically vibrating with memories of the events of this evening.

Fili was such a tease, looking at her with hungry eyes and displaying himself like that… damn that dwarf. It didn’t help that Kili had spent all of dinner making heart eyes at her, making her swoon and tug at the collar of her shirt.

Bofur kept making his jokes throughout, but his eyes lingered on hers longer than they did before, often travelling down her neck before he looked away with a blush. He was such a sweet dwarf, and there was something about him that made her want to jump his bones-

Dwalin had been the worst of them all. He was like a dwarf in heat, staring at her with half shut eyes and breathing heavily, even going as far as to adjust himself in front of her. The memory of it made her hands clench, wanting nothing more than to storm over to him where he was now and tease him, herself.

She really needed to get these thoughts in check.

Kaia was sure she would have been fine if the damned dwarves hadn’t started talking about how they’re all basically a bunch of sluts. Now all she wanted was to grab the first dwarf she sees and pull him down into the grass-

“You alright, lass?” Asked Balin, coming up to stand beside her.

Never mind, maybe the second dwarf she sees…

“I’m fine, Balin. A bit tired.” She smiles at him. He had become like a sort of father figure to her during these last few weeks, and he always had a kind word for her.

Balin offers her a warm smile.

“I’m not surprised lass. It’s been a long day for all of us.” He pats her shoulder. “The princes found a small lake nearby, and the dwarves are taking it in turns to have a quick wash. If you would much rather wait and go by yourself-”

“Yes please!” Kaia exclaimed, giddily. A wash was all she needed. Some cold water, and some time away from these pesky dwarves and the pheromones that came with them.

Balin chuckles at her eagerness. “Very good, lass. Ori and Nori are going next, I’ll tell them to let you know when they’re done.”

She smiles brightly at him, and he waves her goodnight.

Across the camp, Fili dries his hair while watching her. Catching her eye, he gives her a wink. She sticks her tongue out at him, and he smiles widely at her.

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Half an hour later, Nori and Ori return. Kaia heads over and Ori helpfully points her in the direction of the lake. She thanks him and starts heading in the direction he pointed to.

The lake was not too far from the camp, but far enough that she embraced the quiet night ambience during the walk over, the Companies voices fading into nothing. She played with the braid in her hair as she walked, gently tugging it loose.

A twig snapping catches her attention.

Kaia stops, freezing in place. She reaches for her dagger which is usually sheathed at her side. Coming up short, she realises she left it behind.

Shit, she thinks. Another sound of crunching soil makes her spin around, eyes wide in fear. She grabs a stick from the ground and holds it up in defence.

Kili walks into her view, holding his hands up in surrender.

“Have mercy on me, please.” He chuckles, and Kaia breathes a sigh of relief.

“You scared me, you oaf!” She throws the stick at him, and he catches it. He smiles at her, shrugging.

“You’re getting better. I would have been able to sneak up on you with no trouble, a few weeks ago.”

“I’ve gotten used to you and your brother pulling shit, you’ve trained me well.”

They laugh, and Kili looks down at his feet, kicking a patch of dirt. The laughs die down, and he looks back into her eyes.

His eyes are so soft, her breath hitches. He opens his mouth to speak, but closes it again and swallows thickly.

“I’m sorry if we made you uncomfortable before.” He says, suddenly. “Talking about… you know all of that lover… stuff…”

“It’s alright, Kee.” Kaia smiles softly. “Truly, it didn’t bother me. It just caught me off guard I guess…”

“Of course, that makes sense.” He scratches the back of his neck. He is blushing again. Practically bouncing on the balls of his feet, looking at anything but her.

“Are you okay?” She asks, taking a step towards him. Kili looks at her, dropping his hands to his side. He goes to say something, but seems to not find the words. He takes a step towards her, meeting her halfway.

“I just… the conversation before…” He starts, “It got me thinking… about you.”

“About me?”

“About how much I want you.”

Kaia gasps slightly. She was not surprised by this, his actions had proved he desired her in some way. But the rumble in his voice as he said it, the vulnerability in his eyes as he confessed this to her. It made her heart quicken in place.

“You want me?” She says quietly, staring into his eyes.

“Yes.” Kili reaches his hand out, dragging his ring finger over her cheek. Kaia’s skin breaks out in goosebumps where he traces his finger across her skin, dragging it over her lower lip.

In a moment of confidence, she kisses his finger. He freezes, looking down at her lips. Darting her tongue out, she licks the pad of his finger, emboldened by the lust in his dark eyes. Kaia drags her teeth over his finger, before taking it between her lips, sucking slightly.

Kili groans, swaying slightly. He presses himself closer to her, pressing his lips to her temple. She can feel his bulge pressing into her pelvis, and she moans into his neck. His other hand seizes her hip, grasping her like she was the only thing anchoring him, twisting his other hand in her hair. He pulled it slightly, bringing her head back and causing her to let out a breathy gasp.

He kissed her exposed neck, dragging his lips over her tender, flushed skin. She dragged a hand over his chest, finding his exposed neck and dragging her nails against the stubble across his jaw.

Groaning, Kili presses his hips against her again, gasping into her shoulder.

“Fuck, Kaia…” He breathes, holding her to him.

“Kili…” Kaia moans, tracing her other hand down his stomach, coming to rest against his tented trousers. Kili moans, extracting his head from her neck.

“Can I… can we….” Kili stutters, eyes clouded in lust. She bites her lip, looking around to make sure they were really alone. She rubs at his erection, and he gasps again.

“I need you.” Kaia says, and Kili grins, smashing his lips onto hers.

The kiss is messy and rushed, clashing teeth and tongues licking at each others. They grasp onto one another, hands caressing and grabbing anything they could find.

Kaia pushes Kili back, pressing him against a tree. Separating from the kiss, Kaia fumbles with the ties on his leather trousers. Kili breathes sharply in front of her, running his hands through her hair and across her face and neck.

Once his trousers are undone, she pulls them down to his knees, causing his cock to spring free. He’s long and thick, the head of him red and weeping. She bites her lip at the sight, and looks into his eyes.

Kili blushes in front of her, bringing his hands up to rest on the tree above him. He looks so innocent and loving as he watches her, submitting himself to her completely. She kisses him once more, taking his lower lip between her teeth and biting it gently, and he groans, his cock pulsing between them.

Unable to wait any longer, Kaia drops to her knees, dragging her hands over his muscled thighs. Above her, Kili drops his head against the tree behind him, exhaling shakily as Kaia nestles her head against his lower stomach.

Pulling her head back, Kaia darts her tongue out, licking a line along the underside of his dick. Kili gasps and shudders, the leather of his tunic groans as his digs his nails into the tree trunk.

Kaia takes the tip of him into her mouth, licking at him before sucking, creating a vacuum. One of Kili’s hands grasps onto her skull, clenching into her hair. She moans around his cock, sending vibrations through him, and his cock pulses in response.

She slides her head down further, taking as much of him into her mouth. She let her spit gather around his length, dragging her hand along the rest of him.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck..!” Kili gasps, breathing laboured as he tried to not cum immediately due to her actions.

Kaia smiles around him, dragging her head back and forth with renewed vigour, twisting her fist around him in tandem with her mouth. Kili thrusts slightly into her mouth, his hand in her hair guiding her movements as he gasped and groaned low in his throat.

Kaia looked up at him through her eyelashes, and was rewarded immediately for her care of him. He looked down her with blown out pupils, eyes half-lidded and and mouth opened as he took staggered breaths.

She reached further down and grasped onto his balls, rolling them in her hand. Kili let out a whine, throwing his head back.

“Stop… stop….” He mutters, pulling her head back from his shaft.

Kaia removes her mouth and hands immediately, wiping at the corner of her lips as she stood up.

“Kili? Oh gods, did I hurt you?! I’m so sorry-” She’s interrupted by his lips crashing onto hers, causing her to gasp into his mouth. He wraps his arms around her, kissing her deeply and hurriedly.

He pulls back, holding her close as he looks into her eyes. “I’m so close… I need… Please let me...” He begs so prettily, hands holding her waist in a vice like grip.

Kaia smiles wrapping an arm around his neck as she lowers herself to the ground.

Lying back, Kili hovers over her. His eyes are wide and he seems suddenly nervous, going to say something. Kaia presses her finger against his lips.

“Shh, baby. Let me take care of you.” She murmurs, dragging her hands over his chest. Kili groans, laying his body over hers.

He nuzzles his head into her neck, and Kaia runs her hands through his hair, causing another choked gasp to come from the younger Durin prince.

As he nuzzles and kisses at her neck, Kaia lifts her skirt, tugging at her undergarment until it was hanging around her foot. She lifted her legs and pressed them into his sides, and Kili moaned into her neck, feeling her warmth pressing against his waist.

Kili raises his head, looking into her eyes. A silent question rests on his face, asking for her permission once more. She smiles fondly at him, leaning up to kiss his nose.

“Fuck me, Kili.”

With a groan, kill reaches down between them, taking his unbearably hard cock and pressing the tip into her. Kaia was soaking, and the feel of her warmth just at the head makes Kili whine.

Pressing into her, his eyes roll back as she takes him to easily, practically dragging him in further. Kaia gasps and locks her legs around his waist, urging him to push into her. He does so eagerly, thrusting his hips into her, sheathing himself into her to the hilt.

They both groan at the feeling. He’s so large and thick, and she’s so tight and wet. Kili shudders, his head dropping to her chest as he begins thrusting into her, fast and sloppy.

“Kaia, fuck, I… I’m so close already…. fuck, you feel so good, so tight around me…” Kili murmurs, his words becoming incoherent as he moves faster.

Kaia reaches up into his hair, caressing him as his hips begin to stutter. He lifts his head, looking into her eyes. He’s completely blissed out, eyes full of pure ecstasy, but he looks to her in apology as he knows he’s about to reach is end.

Kaia smiles at him, a wide smile which melts Kili’s heart.

“Cum for me, sweetheart.” She whispers to him.

Kili gasps, and pushes his head into the junction between her neck and shoulder. His thrusts have become erratic, and he murmurs to her in Khuzdul as his hips slap against hers.

“Amrâlimê-” Kili chokes out, as he finishes. A low whine escapes him, filling her with his seed. Kaia moans at the feeling, keeping her legs wrapped around his as he spills himself, filling her up. He keeps moving, fucking into her until he becomes exhausted.

Collapsing onto her, Kili breathes heavily into her neck. Kaia runs her hands through his hair, soothing him as he comes down from his high.

He nuzzles her, speaking sweet words into her neck.

“So beautiful… you make me feel so good, ghivashel…” He murmurs, kissing along her collarbone. She smiles into his hair.

He pulls himself from her, causing her cunt to throb once again. He felt so good, and she was sure if he lasted a little longer she would have joined him in his orgasm. But, alas, such is life.

Kili looks up at her, his cheeks flushed and smiling wide. His forehead is covered in sweat, sticking his fringe to his face. She chuckles, combing her fingers through his hair.

He opens his mouth to speak, but is beaten to the punch…

“Well, what do we have here?”

Kaia squeaks in surprise at the new voice, and both she and Kili look over to find the source of the voice...

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Thank you for reading!! The next chapter will be up soon!! If you can't wait, the first four chapters are up on my AO3 <3

Translations !!

Ghivashel – treasure of all treasures

Participation (Ch.2)

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Sharing is Caring

Kili x OC, Fili x OC (Smut!!)

(part one, part three, part four, part five, part six)

Description; This fanfic is posted to my AO3 as well, it's basically just pure filth with my OC Kaia and five members of Thorin's Company, we're continuing on with Fili ;)

MINORS DNI!! smut!! back off if ur a wee one!!

AN; I stand by the headcanon that Fili eats people out like a man STARVING

Translations for any Khuzdul will be at the end! <3

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“Well, what do we have here?”

Kaia squeaks in surprise at the new voice, and both she and Kili look over to find the source of the voice.

Fili stands a few feet away, leaning against a tree. He looks down at the two, head tilted slightly.

“Are we having a little tussle?”

Kili scoffs, raising himself onto his elbows.

“No.” He says indignantly, raising his eyebrows at his brother. Fili smirks, and Kili sits back to pull up his trousers, blushing slightly.

Kaia raises herself onto her elbows, looking between the two brothers.

Fili looks back to her, eyes travelling down her dishevelled form. Her skirts are still hitched around her hips, displaying her legs. Fili deeply inhales at the sight of them, before looking over at his brother.

“Well done, Kili. Finally told her you care about her?” Fili asks, his voice tight.

Kili looks at her, and gives her a small smile.

“There wasn’t much talking…” Kaia chuckles, holding Kili’s eyes as he blushed even more. “But I got the gist.”

“Ah, young love…” Fili chuckles, “What would Amad say about you defiling your lady before putting a braid in her hair, Kee?”

Kili scoffs, leaning back slightly. “Amad will be happy I at least found someone... my One. How far have you gotten with that?”

At that, Fili smiles too. He gives Kaia a significant look, and her breath hitches. Fili’s eyes travel down her body.

Kaia watches Fili, before looking over at Kili. She was shocked to hear me call her his One, but her heart fluttered at the thought. She'd had a crush on Kee since the first week of their travels, specifically since he gave her a flower with a blush on his face. And they proceeded to fall halfway down a hill. He was truly one of a king, and she knew she was falling for him. 

Fili's next words brought her back to the present.

“As long as you made her cum, I see no problem…” Fili shrugs, crossing his arms across his chest.

Kili and Kaia are silent. Kaia avoids Kili’s eyes, clearing her throat. Fili stands still, looking between the two of them.

“Wait.... you made her cum, didn’t you, Kee?” Fili asks his brother, eyebrows raised.

Kili is silent, playing with a blade of grass next to him. Kaia looks over at Fili, who is staring shocked at his little brother.

“Kili. We were raised better than that!” His disappointment is palpable, and if it wasn’t for the fact that both princes looked completely serious, this conversation would be hilarious.

“Fee, it’s no big deal.” Kaia states, sitting up. She pokes her foot at Kili, who looks at her in confusion and surprise. She shrugs, looking over at Fili.

The golden haired prince gapes at her. “No big deal?!” He says, incredulous. He walks over to the pair, crouching down.

“Lass, I know you’re used to the way of men. But, as we’ve pointed out, our ways are much different.” Fili says, seriously. “Dwarven women are precious to us. More than any gem. Making them happy is one of the most important things to us! This is why dwarrowdams have so many lovers. Satisfaction is a must.”

Kaia stares wide eyed at him, utterly confused. Both he and Kili are looking at her in earnest, expressions grave.

“I’m not a dwarrowdam.”

“If you are a dwarrows love, then you are practically one of us. You have the body of man, but your soul is made of the same stuff as us dwarves.” Fili nods.

“Now. Let us get one thing straight, ‘ibin abnâmul (beautiful gem). If a dwarf cannot satisfy his One, then she is completely within her right to seek satisfaction elsewhere.”

Kaia stares at him, confused once again. Both Fili and Kili are watching her, eyes urging her on.

“What do you mean?” She asks, breaking the silence that had grown.

“Kaia, it would be my honour to be your lover.” Fill says, taking her hand in his own.

Kaia gapes at him, before looking at Kili.

“But-”

“Please, amrâlimê.” Kili pleads, taking her other hand in his own. His eyes and words are sincere. “Let my brother take care of you.”

“You’re… you’re okay with this… your brother, becoming my lover?”

“My heart is yours, ghivashel (treasure of all treasures). After tonight, I would be honoured to put a braid in your hair, if you would put one in mine.” Kaia’s heart warms to this, and beams at Kili. The two share a soft kiss.

Fili watches the two, his own smile gracing his lips. Looking at him, Kaia creases her eyebrows.

“You wouldn’t feel weird… or inferior?” She asks Kili, searching his eyes for any sign of discomfort. But, all she finds is love.

“It is an honour to know your lady is desired, to know she is loved by many. I want you to embrace our ways. I want you to never spend a day unsatisfied.” Kili murmurs, reaching his hand up to cup her face.

He shares a meaningful look with Fili. “It would not be odd for us, as we trust each other completely.”

The brothers share a smile, before pressing their foreheads together, before Kili looks at her and winks.

“Plus, we have always shared everything.” He teased, his hand moving to trace along her bare thigh.

“But.” Fili starts, “If you are uncomfortable, or you do not wish to take a lover, or if you do not wish for me to be one of them, that is completely fine.” He brings her hand up to his mouth, kissing her knuckles. “I care for you as my brothers One, nothing will change that. Please, do not feel pressured, sweet girl.”

Kaia is moved, tears prickling in her eyes. The love she feels from both of these brothers is something she has never dreamt of experiencing. She loves them both, in equal measure but in different ways. And she desires them both... 

“I would be honoured to be yours, Kili.” Kaia says, watching as Kili beams, before turning to Fili, “And I would be honoured to have you as my lover, Fili.”

Said prince smiled brightly at her, a dimple forming underneath his moustache braids. He leans forward and presses his forehead to hers. Kili kisses her hand, and Kaia feels her whole body glowing with happiness at this turn of events.

Pulling back, the older Durin prince looks over Kaia’s body. Kaia feels herself blush, her cunt fluttering at his heated gaze.

“Now that we’ve gotten all of that sappy shit out of the way…” Fill murmurs, looking over at his brother, “Let me show you how to properly pleasure a lass.”

Kaia giggles as Fili leans forward and steals a kiss, trailing his lips over her jaw, down her neck and gently bites her shoulder.

File crawls on top of her, gliding his hands over her shoulders, and across her chest. Kaia moans as his fingers touch her breasts over her corset. Fili chuckles into her shoulder.

“Sensitive, are we?”

“Stop teasing me, you fucker.” Kaia groans. Both brothers chuckle lowly at this, and as Fili moves his head down to her chest, Kaia watches as Kili leans back on his elbows, dragging his hand lazily over his crotch. He winks at her, taking his lower lip between his teeth.

The sight of watching him fondle his growing bulge, and feeling Fili drag his teeth over her clothes nipples make Kaia whimper, clenching her knees together to get some friction to her core.

File grabs at the top of her corset, tearing it open to give him access to her tits. She gasps, arching her back. The prince damn near groaned as he eyed her heaving breasts, taking a nipple between his lips. He sucked hard, making Kaia moan and squirm below him. He flicks the other nipple with his finger, his other hand moving to shuck up her skirt even further up her body.

His skilled finger found her cunt immediately, tracing his fingers across her sensitive slit.

“Fili, fuck!” Kaia groans, bringing her fist up to her mouth to bite down on her knuckles.

“Let me hear you, badgûna (lady of my dreams). Tell me what you need.” File groaned around her breast, moving further down her to press kisses along her stomach.

“File please… I need you… touch me…”

“As you wish, sweet girl.”

Fili plunged two fingers into her, pressing into her until he was knuckle deep. She gasped and moaned low, eyes rolling back at the combined feeling of his fingers on her breast, his lips on her stomach and his digits pumping into her.

File scissored his fingers into her, adding a third as her cunt began to grip him harder. She was a moaning, writhing mess as he dropped his mouth lower. Pushing up her skirt, his golden mane disappeared between her legs.

“FILI!” She screamed, as his lips latched onto her clit and sucked, hard. Stars appeared in front of her, as an earth-shattering orgasm hit her. She went silent, unable to form words as Fili continued to suck, four fingers pumping into her pulsing cunt as she came in waves over his face.

Kaia arched off the ground, hand moving to his hair pulling hard as he overstimulated her poor clit. He sucked and licked at her like she was the elixir of life, tasting her and urging her to give him more, he himself groaning as she tugged on his scalp.

Kaia opened her eyes to look at the stars above, vision blurry as her body built up to another orgasm, painfully on the precipice.

She moved her eyes from the sky, travelling across the landscape until they fell on Kili.

He was on his knees a few feet away, slightly hunched over as he fisted his cock. He was red-faced, mouth open wide as he pumped himself hard, his cock red between his white knuckled grip. He watched her writhing body, before turning his eyes to hers.

Immediately, he let out a loud groan, staring her in the eyes as his body shuddered, his cock releasing ropes of cum onto his hand and stomach.

He slumped over, still fisting his cock as he shook.

The sight alone made her cum again. She bit her lip to stop herself screaming out again, arching her back until she could see the world around her turn upside down. Her body erupted, her muscles spasming as she fell into complete bliss.

File gently played with her whilst she came down from her high. Waves of pleasure cascaded through her body like flashes of starlight.

She loosened her grip on his hair, running her fingers through it to bring her back to reality.

“How do you feel, ghivashel?” Fili asks, resting a hand on her cheek. Kaia lifts her own hand up, resting it atop his own. She is sweating and exhausted, but her heart is filled.

Yet, she still was not completely satisfied.

Looking over Fili’s dishevelled person, she noted his half-lidded eyes and rosy cheeks. His mouth is covered in her release, his moustache braids damp. His clothes are askew, his coat pushed slightly down his arms and his shirt slightly unbuttoned, revealing thick golden hair across his pecs. Travelling her eyes further, she bit her lip taking in the bulge between his legs.

“You’re so good with your mouth, madtubirzu…(golden heart)” Fili’s eyes and smile widened at the pet name, unaware that she had taken time to learn some Khuzdul during their journey.

Kaia smirked mischieously, reaching down to grab at Fili’s erection. “…but how are you with this?”

Fili grins devilishly, leaning down to press his lips to hers. His kiss was slower than his brothers, expertly dancing his lips over her own. She continued to grope him through his trousers, and he ran his hands through her hair in response, as he growled low in this throat.

He rises up to his elbows, looking over his shoulder at his brother.

“Are you watching, Kee?” He calls.

Kaia looks over towards Kili, who is now sat reclined against the soil, trousers done up again as he watched his brother and his lover.

“I thought you were going to show me how to pleasure her, Fee, not how to tease her and act like an ass…” Kili chuckled, winking at Kaia. She bit her lip at the brotherly teasing, enjoying their dynamic.

“Big words from a dwarrow who came the second he got his end away!” Fili sniggers, throwing Kaia a wink. Kili goes to say something else.

“Too much talking , not enough shagging!” Kaia groans, glaring good-naturedly at her boys.

Fili looks down at her, mouth open in faux-shock. “Wow Kaia, you’ve got quite a mouth on you.”

“And she knows how to use it…” Kili drawls, biting his lip.

“Alright, alright. She’s right, too much talking.” Fili leans down slightly to grab her by the backs of her thighs. She squeals as he lifts her legs, bending them and pressing her knees to his chest.

On impulse, she tries to shut her knees together, but Fili slides himself between them, trapping himself against her. He grinds his hard, clothed length against her, rubbing against her clit. Kaia gasps, staring up at him with blown out pupils.

Fili smirks at her reaction, nuzzling his nose to hers in a nose kiss. They share a smile, before Fili sits back on his knees, undoing the ties of his trousers.

“You might want to hold onto something, lass…” He groans, pulling out his cock and stroking it at the sight of her splayed out for him.

His dick is beautiful. Slightly shorter than Kili’s but thicker and curved slightly. Fili grabs her hips, pulling her up slightly as he looms over her.

“…I’m not going to go easy on you.” With that, he thrusts into her fully.

Kaia screams, throwing her head back as he fills her instantly.

He starts fucking her hard and fast, hooking her knees around his arms to open herself fully up to him. He sets a pace which is harsh, pulling her up and down his length in tandem with his own thrusts.

Above her, Fili groans and pants, staring down at her as sweat beads onto his forehead. Kaia stares up at him, mouth hanging open as she takes everything he gives her.

His hips hit her own at an angle, bumping against her sensitive clit every time he thrusts into her. Kaia can feel her head spinning and the coil inside her tightening with every punishing thrust.

Fili lets go of her knees, in favour of grabbing her ankles, lifting and stretching them up to place them against his shoulders. He leans down, foldering her in half under him, hitting her at a deeper angle.

Kaia’s vision goes blurry, digging her fingers into his tunic and becoming a writhing mess beneath this beautiful dwarf.

The new position has Fili hitting a specific spot inside her over and over again, bringing her closer and closer to yet another earth shattering end. Fili holds his forehead against hers, his hot breath fanning her face and their own sweat mingling.

Movement catches Kaia’s attention to her left, and she turns her face to watch as Kili lies down next to the humping pair. He watches her face, biting his lip as she smiles at him with a blissed expression.

“My beautiful girl…” Kili murmurs.

Fili continues thrusting into Kaia, pressing his sweaty forehead into her shoulder as his thrusts became more erratic.

“Kee, play with her clit.” Fili groans, his own hands too busy with playing with her tits and grabbing her hair in a vice like grip.

Kili doesn’t need to be told twice, he reaches between them and starts rubbing her clit in figures of eight, nuzzling into the other side of her neck. One of Kaia’s hands detangles from Fili’s tunic to grasp onto Kili’s unoccupied hand, and she feels him kiss her neck.

The coil inside her tightens almost painfully, and she can feel herself on the precipice once again

“I’m- I’m going to-”

“Cum, ‘ibin abnâmu. I want to feel you cum on my cock.” Fili moans, fucking her with abandon.

“Cum for us, Amrâlimê!” Kili pants, sucking on her pulse point and rubbing his hand against her clit.

Kaia does just that. Throwing her head back and letting out a silent scream, she loses herself in her third orgasm of this amazing night.

Kili kisses up her neck, kissing her cheek, her temple, her forehead and then her nose. She looks back down at him, and he gives her a dazzling smile.

Fili lets out a groan from on top of her, and she feels how his cock pulses inside of her as he finishes, filling her up.

She drags her hand through his hair, forcing his head back to look into her eyes.

Blue eyes meet her own, equally blissed out, ones. He gives her a smile, kissing her gently before pulling out of her, causing them to both sigh.

Both brothers collapse on either side of her, taking each of her hands in their own.

Kaia feels Fili’s seed slipping out of her, covering the ground beneath her. She lets out a contented sigh, excited to have a wash soon…

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We're all whores here :) thanks for reading, chapter three will be up soon!! First four chapters are posted on my AO3, if you can't wait!

Translations ~

Badgûna – dream girl ‘ibin abnâmul – beautiful gem Amrâlimê – love of mine

Participation (Ch.3)

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A Slow Ride

Bofur x OC (Smut!!)

(part one, part two, part four, part five, part six)

Description; This fanfic is posted to my AO3 as well, it's basically just pure filth with my OC Kaia and five members of Thorin's Company, this time we're getting frisky with beloved Bofur x

MINORS DNI!! smut!! I don't want to see you here if you are an itty bitty baby!!

AN; I love Bofur so much, he does NOT get enough love!!

Translations for any Khuzdul will be at the end! <3

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“I should really go and wash now…”

Kaia murmurs this as she lies beside the two Durin princes. Her eyes are closed, but her other senses are all she needs to ground her.

The warmth radiates from her two lovers bodies as they brush their arms over her body. Kili lies on his side, playing with her tangled and messy hair. Fili was practically asleep, his breath coming out in even puffs as he presses his face against her shoulder.

“Stay with us…” Kili whines, kissing her cheek.

“If I stay with you any longer, I won’t be able to leave you all night…” Kaia groans.

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.” Fili chuckles, nuzzling his nose along the skin of her bicep.

“It is if I don’t want to smell like sweat and sex for the next day of travel.”

“Again, you say that like it’s a bad thing!” Kili laughs, looking at her profile with starry eyes. “But you’re right. You deserve to have a wash, you’ve taken care of us so well…”

“Damn straight.” Fili whispers, shuddering slightly as he drags his fingers over her collarbones.

“Alright, I’m getting up, before we start all over again.”

With great effort on her part, Kaia sits up. The two princes try weakly to get her down, but give up when she continues rising to her knees.

More of the prince’s spend seeps out of her, dripping down her thighs.

Kaia groans at the feeling, looking around for her undergarments to try to keep some of her dignity when she ventured back to the group.

But they were nowhere to be seen.

“Which one of you has taken them?”

“What?” Kili asks.

“My underwear.”

“We haven’t taken them. What do you think we are, delinquents?" Fili chuckles, although he looks like he is considering it.

Either one or both of the princes were lying… or someone else took them.

The thought of one of the other dwarves sneaking over during their tryst, and stealing her underwear… it shouldn’t have turned her on, but it did.

And she knew exactly who took it…

Nori.

Kaia chuckled to herself, shaking her head at her shameless kleptomaniac friend.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing.” Kaia sighs, standing up, her skirts falling around her. She looks over at the two Durins, who were staring up at her with adoring eyes. “I love you both.”

“We love you too, Amrâlimê.” Kili says, his smile so sweet it was infectious.

“So much.” Fili agrees, winking at her. Kaia giggles, securing her boots back onto her feet.

The elder Durin looks over at his brother, nodding towards Kaia. His brother gives him a questioning look, and Fili nods over at her again, raising his eyebrows.

“Fili, what- ow!” Kili rubs his thigh where Fili kicked him, then it dawns on him. “OH!”

Kaia giggles as Kili rushes to stand up, stumbling over himself as he makes sure his clothes are right and his hair isn’t sticking up on it’s ends.

With a deep breath, he takes a step towards her.

“Kaia, Amrâlimê…” Kili starts, taking her hand in his own, “I have fallen in love with you. My body and soul belongs to you, as I’m sure you are aware now… Would you do me the honour of wearing my braid, and courting me?”

He reaches into one of his pockets, taking out a small wooden bead. Kaia gasps, accepting the braid into her palm. She admires the ornate details carved into the small dark brown bead. Letters she recognises as Khuzdul and symbols which are beautiful and intricate.

“It’s.. uh, it’s not much!” Kili stammers, taking her staring at it as her disappointment, “I wanted to wait until we reclaimed Erebor and had access to the forges, but my heart told me to make you one while we travel… I know it’s very soon, but…”

“Kili, shush.” Kaia giggles, throwing her arms around his shoulders. His own arms immediately wrap around her waist, and his body sags in relief as she presses a kiss to his temple. “I would be honoured to court you.”

Kili leans his head back, pressing a hand to the top of her head before he pulls her into a deep kiss.

“Maralmizi…” He groans against her lips, holding her waist and head firmly but gently, as if she were as precious as the finest jewel in his hands.

“I’ll court you, as long as I can keep having both you and your brother to keep me warm!” Kaia says cheekily, nipping at his neck.

“Sounds good to me!” Fili calls to them, and she see him sitting back with his arms behind his head, oozing confidence with a shit-eating grin on her face.

“You could fuck the entire Company and I would still love you, Arsûnê.” Kili growled, “In fact, the thought of that alone makes me want to take you all over again…”

The young prince’s hand slides down her body, grabbing her ass cheeks roughly. She squeals, and he captures her lips into his own, biting down onto her lower lip.

“Oh for the love of Mahal, Kili, let the girl go and bathe!” Fili laughs, climbing to his knees to extract Kili from Kaia.

“Oi, shut up! You’re not her One…"

“No I’m one of her Many.” Fili drawls his arms encircling her waist.

“Ooh, did you just come up with that, your highness?"

“Yes, I’m clever like that.” Fili presses a kiss against her clothed stomach, before taking both her hands in each of his, distributing a kiss on each of her knuckles. “Now go, bathe, get that hair ready for Kili’s braid and that beautiful body for me to devour…”

Kaia gasps, and Fili gives her a devilish smile.

As she rushes off, she catches the two brothers talking.

“Hey! How come you get to pleasure her down there again? You’ve already down it once!” Kili exclaims, and she can hear Fili make a noise.

“Mahal, Kili, did you not?!”

Kaia chuckles to herself as their bickering continues.

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Coming to a clearing not too far from her lovers, she finds the lake.

The moon is high above the trees, bathing the waters in pale light. The air is cold, but Kaia’s body is still burning with the ministrations of her prince’s.

But, she begins to grow cold, and her anticipation for a good clean has her practically giddy.

She was suddenly thankful for her clothes being half hanging off of her, as it took a quick tug and a pull for Kaia to be as bare as the day she was born.

Readying herself, she jumped and dove into the water.

The cold was invigorating, shocking her system from being in a tired, post orgasmic thrum, into full energy.

Kaia floated to the surface, tugging her hair from her face, and over her shoulder. She ran her hands through the long tresses, separating the knots and cleaning out the dirt and grime which had lingered for far too long.

As she played with her strands, she thought about the courting braid she would soon wear. Kili’s courting braid was tucked in her skirt pocket, waiting for her hair to be ready and Kili to plait it into said hair.

It felt so intimate, so personal, so romantic.

And very right.

Kaia was unwilling to begin a relationship with the young prince, though she felt a pull to him she had never felt before. Resentment hit her for the fact that she harboured feelings and desires for not only Kili, but for his brother, and his uncle, and Dwalin, and Bofur… and, I mean, if we are keeping count, she wouldn’t kick Nori or Bifur out of bed…

But now, her soul was free. She could be with Kili, belong to him fully, as much as he belonged to her. And she would enjoy Fili too… and perhaps the others…

“Oh, Mahal…” A quiet voice exclaims behind her.

Kaia turns around, her eyes landing first on a familiar strange hat, lowering down onto the kind face of Bofur, which was currently lacking its usual goody smile, and was sporting a bright blush beneath its moustache.

“Hi, Bofur.” Kaia says, smiling innocently at him.

Bofur does not meet her eyes. He seems to be unable to decide where to look. His eyes seem drawn to look over her exposed, wet flesh, but he was clearly uncomfortable about leering at her. “Uh… hi, lass.”

Kaia bit her lip, stifling a big grin at his flushed appearance and husky voice. His hands flexed besides him, and he shuffled awkwardly, completely short-wiring.

He was so… Bofur, even in this situation. Goofy, adorable, but handsome in his own wat. Bofur’s brown eyes flicker up to hers, and the sight of his blown out pupils and his dark eyebrows slightly creased makes Kaia clench her thighs beneath the water.

Wow, I am insatiable tonight. Maybe I am part dwarrowdam…

 “Is everything okay, sweetheart?” Kaia asks, her voice teasing as she feigned innocence, dragging her fingers through her hair, before drawing her fingertips over her chest.

Bofur’s eyes follow the movement, and he swallows thickly, hypnotised by the movements of her digits as well as the movements of her heaving chest.

“My apologies for intruding on you, Kaia. Nori told me about the lake, he said you were last to go but that had been a while ago, I expected you to be long gone…”

“I got… held up… I can leave if you want?” Kaia lets her hair fall around her as she begins rising out of the water, the tops of her breasts breaking the surface of the water.

The dwarves eyes follow her for a second, mouth hanging open. But just before her nipples can be exposed to the air, he turns around, shaking his head.

“No, no, lass it’s fine! You go right ahead, I’ll wait until you’re done!” His voice is higher than usual, and she can hear how his breath is coming out quickly. He shifts on his feet, and Kaia wonders if he's hard.

The thought makes Kaia wasn’t to dip her hands between her legs, taking her clit between her fingers as she imagines Bofur’s skilled, musical tongue playing her like his flute. What could he do with his hands, how big was his cock…?

“Don’t be silly, the lake is big enough for the both of us…” Kaia says, swimming backwards slightly. It was true, the lake was large. Big enough for a human and a dwarf to wash with a comfortable distance between them.

Although, with the way her cunt is throbbing, Kaia believe she may have an obscured idea of what is “comfortable”…

“I… I couldn’t lass. Truly… it would be improper-”

“Oh, hi, Dori! Why are you wearing Bofur’s hat?” Nimue chuckles, sarcasm drips from her voice.

Bofur turns his head around to give her a half-assed glare. As his eyes travel down to where her body disappears into the water, he swallows thickly. His Adam’s apple disappears beneath his scarf, and Nimue wants to grab it off of him to gaze at more of his throat.

“Alright, lass… if you are sure…?” Bofur asks, turning around to look at her. “You should know I’m as hard as a rock right now, if that makes you feel uncomfortable.”

Kaia laughs heartily at this. There’s the Bofur she adores, him and his inability to keep his words inside his head.

“If you don’t get in here in the next minute, I might have to drag you in.”

Bofur stares at her, completely frozen for a minute. He makes a choked sound, and nods.

“Yes, ma’am.”

Ooh, she liked that.

He began to take off his scarf, making Kaia grin in satisfaction. As he placed it on a nearby rock, he narrowed his eyes and eyed her.

“Are you going to eye me the entire time?” He asks, trying to seem annoyed but the feeling of her eyes on him makes his stomach twist into pleasant knots.

“Perhaps.”

“Something tells me the conversation from earlier really struck a chord in you, lass.”

“Perhaps.”

“Are you going to keep giving my cryptic answers to my questions?”

“Perhaps.” Nimue gave him a smirk, pursing her lips as he gives her another glare.

“Har har.” He says dryly, rolling the ‘r’s in a way that made Kaia feel all kinds of things.

Bofur kept undressing, taking off his coat, and his gloves. He stripped more and more layers, and Kaia bit her lip as he exposed more of his skin.

He was big and beefy the way dwarves usually are, but had a good amount of muscle underneath his skin. Dark hair covered his chest, and he had a fierce happy trail which ended above his long johns.

“Like what you see?” Bofur asked, his tone joking but there was a hint of insecurity in the question which made Kaia want to jump out of the lake and wrap her arms around him.

“Very much.” She says, her voice drawing out the syllables.

Bofur smiled wolfishly, looking down as a blush deepened the colour in his cheeks.

“Stop teasing and take it all off, Bofur.” She growled out his name, and he flushes red at the command in his voice.

He pushes down the last piece of fabric covering his lower half, and before she can get a proper peak, he holds one of his big hands over his crotch. He gives her a cheeky smile, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Tease.” Kaia grumbles.

“I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.” Bofur winks.

“I’ll do you one better.” Kaia smiles slyly, and she closes her eyes as she stretches herself out in the water, “Touch me and feel what you are missing out on…”

There is a second of silence, before a loud splash erupts around her. Within seconds, Kaia is swept up in two big, strong arms and lifted up. She gasps, and wraps her legs around a solid body which presses itself against her.

Kaia opens her eyes, and giggles as Bour looks at her with a bright smile and kind eyes.

And he’s still wearing his hat.

“I knew the hat would be the last thing you take off.” The human lass chuckles, shaking her head with a fond smile.

“Oh, so you think this is coming off?” Bofur wiggles his head around, making the flaps jiggle.

“You and that hat...”

“You love it.” Bofur holds her closer, his eyes focused on her lips.

Taking his hint, Kaia reaches down and presses her lips to his.

She is rewarded instantly by him groaning against her lips. She slips slightly in his arms, and her heat bumps against something hard and heavy between them.

Bofur gasps, lifting his head away as he looks into her eyes.

“I did warn you.” Bofur chuckles, looking away sheepishly.

Kaia hums, tracing her lips over his cheek. She scoots her hips slightly, welcoming the feel of him pressed against her.

Bofur makes a choked noise, pulling his head back to look at her.

“Not here.” He says quickly, his eyes blown out with lust.

With a quick movement, he pulls them from the water, carrying her over to the bank to lay her down.

Bofur leans back on his heels as he admires her, his eyes wide and chest heaving as he looks over her wet, beautiful body.

She herself stares at him, eyes raking down his bulky dwarvish form until she finds what she has been desperate to see.

Kaia gulps at the sight.

As with all the dwarves, apparently, Bofur is very well endowed. His cock is hard and heavy, with a light curve to the left which makes her clit spasm. Without thinking, her hand draws between her legs, and she flicks a finger over the small bud at the sight of Bofur’s impressive member.

At the sight, Bofur’s cock twitches. He shivers, and groans.

“Mahal maharuma…” The hatted dwarf murmurs to himself, and he drags his own hand down his length at the sight of her, spread legged and touching herself. His other hand glides along her thigh, touching her so gently as if she may break.

That won’t do.

Kaia sits up pressing into Bofur’s chest to kiss him, tangling their tongues as Bofur gasps, biting down onto her bottom lip.

He lets Kaia guide him so he is lying down on the bank below, and she straddles his torso.

Kaia leans forward, grinding her lower regions against Bofur’s bare stomach as she takes his hands in her own. Bofur gasps slightly, looking up into her eyes. He looks up at her with such a gentle, adoring expression, filled with desire which was not the same fiery lust that Fili’s had, nor the sweet eagerness Kili’s had. Bofur was looking at her like she was a goddess.

Overwhelmed by the emotion in his deep brown eyes, Kaia leaned forward, kissing him. He tilted his head, deepening the kiss. His facial hair was tickly, and she chuckled into his lips.

“I’m glad I can make you laugh even here, lass.” Bofur murmurs into her lips, his own smile can be heard through his gentle words.

“Only you can make me feel so comfortable even here, sweet dwarf.”

Bofur pulls back from her, his face positively glowing from his beaming smile.

“You warm my heart, Kardûna.” He whispers, nuzzling her nose with his own.

Bofur’s hand traces along her neck, and she can feel tender flesh there.

Kili and Fili must have marked her up with hickeys.

“Now what happened here? Get attacked by a wild dwarrow?” He chuckles, tickling over the bruised skin.

“Both Kili and Fili have had me already…”

“Had you? In what sense, sweet girl?” Bofur says, a teasing smile on his lips

“Both Kili and Fili have been inside of me.” Kaia says, rolling her eyes, but she feels almost sheepish as she traces circles along Bofur’s chest.

“Mahal maharuma…” The dwarf groans. Kaia would think that it was from disappointment or disgust, but his eyes rolled back into his head slightly, and he hardened even more underneath her.

“Look how quickly you have joined in our wicked ways, starlight!” Bofur smirks up at her, curling a strand of her hair around his finger.

“Mmm, do you want to hear all about it, you naughty dwarf?”

“Fuck, tell me what they did to you...” Bofur groans, grabbing her thighs as his hips bucked up slightly.

“Kili found me in the woods, he was so desperate for me, and I took him in my mouth so eagerly.” Kaia kissed along Bofur’s jaw as she recounted the events of the evening. “When he got close, we lay down, and I took him inside of me. Then Fili stumbled upon us. He pleasured me with his mouth before he fucked me raw.”

“Did they finish in your sweet cunt?” He gasps, gripping onto her thighs.  

“Yes, they both did.”

Bofur is breathing heavily now, his chest lifting Kaia up and down with the force of his breaths.

Looking over her shoulder, she could see he was fully hard, pressing up towards his stomach. The head was red and begging for attention. She reached back, wrapping a hand around him.

The groan which erupted from Bofur was animalistic, he seethed through his teeth as he tried to get himself under control.

“Lass, lass, wait a second, please, Ghivashel…” Kaia does as he says, releasing him and resting both of her hands on his shoulders.

“Are you okay, sweet dwarf?”

“I’ve never been so beyond okay, you beautiful minx.” He laughs, reaching his hand up to fix his hat slightly. She nuzzled his neck, revelling in the smell of him. “I want you so badly, Kardûna, but I want to have you slowly. I want to savour the feel of you.”

Kaia moans at this, licking a stripe up his neck. A low rumble erupts out of the hat-wearing dwarf, almost like a purr.

“I want that too, Bofur.” She smiles up at him, and the smile he returns her warms her heart. “I want you as one of my lovers, to have whenever I want, as slowly as I want.” She elongates her words, grinding her wet pussy against his chest.

“Sounds like delicious torture.” Bofur moans, dropping his head back. His hat covers his eyes, and Kaia giggles at the funny sight.

“May I play with your hair, sweet dwarf?”

“If you don’t, I will be sorely disappointed.” Comes his reply, his eyes still covered with his hat.

“We can’t have that, now, can we?” Kaia reaches a hand up, undoing the ties binding his hair together. With gentle fingers, she coaxes them out of their tight knots, and they fall into soft waves around his shoulders. “Mmm, my beautiful dwarrow.”

“Oh, ‘ibin abnâmul, fuck… my beautiful lass.”

“I need you inside of me, my darling.”

“Fuck yourself onto my cock, darling.” Bofur sighs, reaching a hand up to shift his hat back. His eyes twinkle, taking Kaia’s breath away. “Take what you need from me, my sweetest girl.”

Kaia does not need any more instructions.

Stretching up, she lifts her hands above her head. Bofur’s eyes follow her movements, drinking in her body as it writhes above him.

Dragging her hands over her chest, Kaia plays with her nipples, tweaking them and rolling them under her fingers.

“Mahal, Kaia…” Bofur takes his lip between his teeth, his body shuddering beneath her.

“Do you like what you see?” Kaia smiles, repeating Bofur’s earlier line.

“More than you could imagine.” He groans, and he reaches one hand up to graze it over her pert nipple.

Kaia is astonished by how big his hands are compared to hers, his fingers play with her nipples and put her own to shame. She rolls her head back, gasping as he applies the perfect amount of pressure.

“Do you like that, lass?” His soft voice asks, and she nods weakly. “You’re so wet, I can feel you dripping all over me, you dirty girl.”

The way his voice growls out the last bit of the sentence releases another wave of her arousal.

His hands move to her waist, running his hands over her soft skin with his calloused finger tips.

“Are you ready for me, Bofur?” Kaia asks teasingly.

“Lass, if you don’t sit on my cock right now I’m going to spontaneously combust-”

As he speaks, Kaia lifts herself up and shifts backwards, lining her pulsing heat with his throbbing head.

Bofur stops speaking, mouth still open as he gasps at the feel of her.

Kaia grins down at him, as she sinks herself down onto his thick shaft.

Bofur becomes a shuddering mess beneath her, sweat forming across his neck and his forehead. His hands remain on her hips, and she can feel them flex against her skin.

“And to think I’ve been spending myself in my hand all this time.” Bofur sighs, looking deeply into her eyes, “You feel like a dream.”

“What do you think about when you cum?” Kaia asks, her voice erratic as she begins to move on top of Bofur’s dick.

“My hat.” He replies seriously.

Kaia stops moving, and Bofur’s face breaks out into a mischievous grin.

“I fuck my hand thinking it’s you lass, obviously. Now get a move on before I spill myself immediately!”

He’s trying so hard to keep himself at bay, eyes rolling back as she lowers herself further and further onto him, until their hips bump.

“Oh, gods… ugh, fu-uck, lass!” Bofur gasps out throwing his head back. His hat slips over his eyes again, and Nimue lets a laugh escape, but it turns into a breathy gasp as he throbs inside of her.

“I’m going to fuck you slow, Bofur, my sweet dwarf.”

“Please, please!” The hatted dwarf begs, eyes covered by his silly hat.

Raising herself up slowly, she lets him almost completely fall out of her, just the tip remaining trapped inside of her. Then, she rocks forwards, taking him fully once again.

Bofur moans, a deliciously long sound that erupts from low in his throat.

Kaia gasps out as she rocks on top of her sweet dwarf, her cunt fluttering around him in a way which feels heavenly for both of them.

His hands are so gentle as they drag up and down her body, guiding her movements but not pushing her up and down. The control Kaia feels is addicting. Bofur trusts her completely with his pleasure.

Leaning over him, Kaia presses her lips to his own, kissing him long and slow as she uses her hands to assist in her up and down movements along his cock.

Bofur moans against her lips, kissing her deeply as one of his hands comes to rest on the back of her head.

“So good to me, so warm and tight around my cock… fuck, you take me so well, lass…” Bofur’s words are like a song in her ears, surrounding her and filling her body up as good as he cock does.

Kaia can feel her orgasm approaching, the position they’re in has her rubbing her clit over his pelvis with every lift of her hips.

“Bofur… I…” Kaia gasps, pressing her head to Bofur’s neck.

“I can feel you, sweetheart.” Bofur groans, holding onto her back as he gently thrusts into her.

Her orgasm is fast approaching, and she’s practically bouncing on top of him as creeps closer and closer to that beautiful coil snapping-

It hits as Bofur slams his cock up into her, and she grips onto his shoulders as she releases with a high pitched, pathetic mewl.

“Oh, mahal maharuma, you feel so good, please I need to-” The hatted dwarf begs her as his hips stutter against his own.

Bofur, in all of his kindness, does not want to hurt her by fucking her whilst she comes down from her high. But she can feel how his cock pulsates inside of her, he’s on the precipice and, damn it, if she doesn’t want to hear what he sounds like when he cums.

“Fuck, don’t stop Bofur! Let me feel you and your beautiful cock- OH!” Nimue squeals when she feels Bofur plant his feet down.

With a firm grasp in her hair and a hand on her lower back, Bofur begins slamming into her.

He jackhammers her with a speed she did not think possible. The squelching of her cunt is loud as he forces his cock into her over and over again, chasing his own release with at a feverish pace.

Kaia can only grasp onto whatever she can find as he keeps up his unrelenting thrusts.

Being pressed to his chest makes her nipples rub against the coarse hair on his chest, and her clit throbs against his pelvis every time it slams against her.

“Bofur, Bofur, fuck!” She screams out, biting down onto his shoulder as he pulls her down to slam down onto his cock until her brain is… mush.

He groans into her ear, barely forming sentences as all of his words are followed by harsh grunts. “Kaia… fuck…. so good… Mahal…” His accent seems to become stronger and harsher the closer he gets to his own release.

Suddenly, Kaia felt herself cum again. The overstimulation mixed with the pace at which Bofur slams into her sends her hurtling off of the edge for a second time on his perfect, dwarvish cock.

His hips stuttered, and his eyes flew open as he stared deeply into her eyes.

“Please… please, Kaia, pull my hair!” Bofur whines, and she cannot deny him when he sounds so sweet, asking her so nicely.

With a shaky and weak hand, Kaia reached up and dug her fingers under his hat, which was flopping around erratically to match the speed and strength in which he sheathed himself inside of her.

Finding his scalp, Kaia grasped at his thick hair, tugging with all the strength she could muster and licking the sweat forming around his upper lip.

Bofur howled, slamming for a final time up into her as his cock pulsed erratically, filling her with his warm spend. She bounced herself against him to prolonged his orgasm, and he gasped and moaned as she milked him dry.

After a moment, they lay still.

Resting her cheek against his chest, Kaia listened to the thumping of Bofur’s heart as she tried to catch her breath. The world around her was fuzzy around the edges.

“So much for getting clean…” Kaia chuckles, and Bofur looked down at her with a fond smile.

“I’m so I made you so dirty, lass.” He says. Kaia places a kiss against his lips, nudging at his moustache.

“No, you’re not.”

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Holy water for you 🫳💦

Translations for my bbgs <3

Maralmizi - I love you

Kardûna - heart-lady

Mahal maharuma – mahal be praised

Participation (Ch.6)

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Epilogue

Kili x OC, fili x OC, Bofur x OC, Dwalin x OC, Thorin x OC

(part one, part two, part three, part four, part five)

Description; This fanfic is posted to my AO3 as well, it's basically just pure filth with my OC Kaia and five members of Thorin's Company, here's the final part!! no smut in this one, fluff with suggestive themes though! There will be some one-shot spin offs coming soon <3

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The sound of birds and soft conversation was what Kaia heard when she began to wake up.

After the events with Thorin last night, he and Kaia had walked back to the camp. Most of the Company was asleep, except Kili and Bofur, both of which had smiled as she returned, and given her a knowing look as Thorin pressed a kiss to her head before settling in for his watch.

She approached the pair, and Kili offered her his hand. Kaia took it, smiling as he pressed a kiss to her knuckles.

“How are you, amrâlimê?” He asks, pulling her down gently to sit between him and Bofur. The hatted dwarf presses a kiss to her temple before he continues whittling away at a piece of wood.

“Better than I have ever been, my love.” Kaia murmurs, resting her head against his shoulder.

“Me too.” Kili says kissing her head.

She didn’t remember falling asleep, but she could remember closing her eyes as Kili and Bofur spoke quietly beside her.

Now, she could feel a soft blanket below her, and a warm arm around her stomach. She was warm, two bodies pressed to her sides.

Cracking open her eyes slightly, she looked up at the bright blue sky, soft rays of sun floating through the overhead leaves. A bird flew over her head, singing a sweet song that had her smiling sleepily.

Moving her head to the right, she came face to face with a sleeping Kili. His face was peaceful, mouth slightly open as he took shallow breaths. Kaia resisted the urge to kiss him, not wanting to wake him up.

She turned her head, and found Fili sleeping on her other side. He was snoring loudly, leg bent over her own, moustache braids out of whack. She lifted one hand up to play with one, and he sighed in his sleep.

Shuffling by her feet made her look away from the blonde prince, Bofur’s head popping into view.

He smiled, before dropping to his knees and army crawling over her. Kaia held back a laugh as he settled above her, giving her a dopey smile.

“Morning.” He greeted, his voice still raspy with sleep.

“Morning.” Kaia chuckled.

He leans forward to press a kiss to her lips, before flicking Fili on the nose, causing him to shake awake.

“Bofur, you fuck.” Fili sleepily groans, swatting him.

Kaia laughs, pushing Bofur away. He nips at her lower lip, before standing and offering her his hand. Kaia kisses Fili’s cheek before standing, letting Bofur guide her towards where the others are eating breakfast.

“Good morning, lass!” Balin greets, smiling brightly at her as she approaches.

“Hello Balin, lads.” She greets them all, and they all offer her nods and smiles. Bombur hands her a bowl of porridge, smiling fondly at her.

As she walks to sit amongst the feasting dwarves, she spots Dwalin. He sits sharpening his axe, but his eyes light up when he sees her. Kaia walks over to him, giving him a smile.

“Good morning, Dwalin.”

“Lass.” He responds, raising his head as she leans down to kiss him. He hums slightly against her lips, a small smile on his face when she pulls away, “I could get used to that.”

“So could I.” Kaia blushes, before taking her seat beside him.

Bofur sits on her other side, pulling out his pipe.  “Comfy?” He asks, looking her over.

“I could be comfier.”

“Come here.” Bofur puts his pipe between his lips, extending his arms for her to lie against his chest. As she reclines, Dwalin hooks his hand under her knee, bringing her leg over his own. He nods to himself, content.

Kaia sighs happily, snuggling against Bofur’s chest.

“Comfy?” He asks again.

“Comfiest.” Kaia giggles, and he presses a kiss to her hair.

Bilbo walks into the clearing, slightly damp and running a hand over his face.

“Where’ve you been?” Nori asks, looking over the hobbit.

“I went for a wash.” Bilbo says, accepting a bowl from Bombur.

“You’ve been gone for hours!” Nori chuckles, wiggling his eyebrows, “Get up to anything fun?”

Bilbo blanches, grabbing a twig and throwing it at him. “I will have you know, I had to walk further down the stream… trying to find a place that hasn’t been tarnished by some people’s activities!” The hobbit says, rolling his eyes.

“Ooh, someone’s grumpy this morning.” Bofur laughs, “It’s not like we shagged in the water, we have some decency!”

“Yeah it was against the bank!” Kaia giggles around her spoon. Bofur plays with her hair, smiling innocently at their friend.

“Well, I was worried you might have done things on the rocks around them, too.” Bilbo sighs, shaking his head.  “I had to find a boulder away from the camp to leave my clothes to dry.”

Kaia’s eyes widen, and she looks over at Dwalin, as a smile begins to form on the warriors face. “Um… Bilbo. Whereabouts was that rock?” Kaia asks.

“Oh, it’s over there somewhere.” Bilbo points… in the direction of the clearing where Kaia and Dwalin got intimate.

Dwalin laughs heartily, surprising the hobbit. The rest of the dwarves snicker, with Dori tutting and Ori going red. Bilbo eyes the dwarves, confused.

Then his face drops. “No…” He gasps.

“Yes.” Kaia chuckles.

“You didn’t…”

“We did.” Dwalin chuckles.

Bilbo stares at them, jaw dropped and face pale.

“For fucks sake!” Bilbo exclaims, rubbing his hands over his reddening face and pulling at his clothes as if they are tainted.

“Language, master Baggins.” Dori chastises.

“Is there a section of this forest you haven’t shagged in, Kaia?” Gloin chuckles.

“If there is, we’ll rectify that before we leave.” Fili’s voice calls as he enters the clearing. He winks at Kaia, who blushes at him.

“Is that a promise?” She asks, and he grins at her as he leans down to kiss her.

“Might even be a threat.” He growls, nipping at her nose.

The rest of the dwarves settle into a pleasant conversation, as Kaia lets the morning wash over her. She sits with Bofur and Dwalin for a bit, until Bofur leaves to help Bombur and Bifur with washing away their dishes, and Fili takes Bofur's spot beside her.

"Are the princess' catching up on their beauty sleep, or what?" Dwalin grumbles.

Kaia looks around the camp, her eyes searching for Kili and Thorin. No sign of them yet. 

"We need to get going soon!" Balin says, shaking off his bedroll as he gives Kaia a look. 

"You want me to go wake them?"

"Better you than us!" Gloin comments.

"Yeah, you're the one climbing in their trousers." Nori chuckles, and Fili flicks him around the ear, synchronised with Dori who smacks him around the head, "Alright, alright, no need to gang up on me!" 

"You're lucky I'm too far from you, Nori!" Bofur calls over, "Don't talk to our lass like that!"

Fili and Dwalin grunt in agreement, and Kaia kisses them both on the cheek before standing up.

"I'll go check on the remaining Durin's." Kaia sighs, stretching her arms, "Someone's got to keep them in line."

"Thank Mahal that's no longer my job!" Balin chuckles, patting her on the shoulder.

"There's three of them, you know." Dwalin says, earning a faux-hurt look from Fili.

"And I have all my faith in Kaia being the one to keep them in line." Balin says, sending her a wink.

She smiles back at him, before walking away from the clearing, in search of her One and her missing lover.

-

Kili remained asleep. More spread out now than he had been when she left, his legs splayed in an unnatural way and his arms wrapped around Kaia's blanket. 

She smiled at the sight, before biting back a laugh at a particularly loud and un-princely snore Kili emitted. 

Crouching by his side, Kaia reached down to tuck a strand of his wild hair behind his ear, his pretty face visible to her now. 

"Kili..." She murmurs, dragging her finger over his cheek, "Kili, darling, you need to wake up."

Kili groans, stretching his arms out but makes no move to get up. 

"Kili." Kaia chuckles, running her hand sthrough his hair, before lightly tugging on it. Kili gasps slightly, his eyes opening as he looks u at her.

"That was a dirty play."

"Yeah, well, got your attention, didn't it?" Kaia smirks, leaning down to press a kiss to his cheek. 

His arms extend and warp around her waist, pulling her down to him. 

"Kili!" Kaia exclaims, as she is held tightly against his chest. The dwarf merely hums, nuzzling against her as he keeps his arms locked around her. "Kili, let me go." 

"No." He grumbles, voice raspy, "Mine."

Kaia giggles, kissing his nose, "We need to get up..." He doesn't move, "The others are getting ready to go..." He remains still, "...You're going to miss breakfast."

He opens his eyes, giving her a sly grin, "Okay, you've convinced me."

"Knew it."

Kili releases her, rising and offering her his hand as she climbs up also. "Such a gentleman." 

"Of course, I am a prince!" Kili says, giving her a dramatic bow. Kaia laughs, smiling at him warmly. As he stands up, he beams at her, taking her hands in his own, "And you're my princess."

"Oh, is that so?"

"It is. You've got my bead to prove it." He pecks her lips, before trailing kisses over her nose and cheeks. "Amralime."

"I love hearing you say that."

"Then I will say it to you every day for the rest of our lives."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

Kaia drags her thumb over his hand, resting her forehead against his own as they stand in silence for a moment. 

"You should go grab breakfast now." Kaia whispers, bumping her nose with his, "Before Bilbo takes your share as his second breakfast."

"Over my dead body." Kili mumbles, pressing a kiss to her forehead before he dashes off.

She chuckles slightly, fingers fiddling with her braid. Kili's bead is rough, imperfect but beautiful, detailed and full of love... just like him.

Trying to keep her dopey smile at bay, she wanders off in search of their fearless leader.

-

Finding Thorin took more work. His bedroll was laid out near enough the rest of the group, but he was nowhere to be found. Kaia searched the bushes and the cave nearby, but no sign of him. 

After almost giving up, she heard some distant snores.

Thorin was sat beneath a tree, axe in his lap and a sharpening stone in his hand. His head was leaning against the tree, face peaceful as he slept. 

Kaia quirked her head at him, coming to the conclusion that he had drifted off during his watch.

Knowing what he was like when he first woke up, especially armed, she decided to grab a small stone and throw it at him. It landed squarley in his chest, and (as she expected), he sat bolt up right, holding his axe up as he looked around.

Seeing her, he lowered it, letting out a sigh.

Kaia points at him, "See I knew that was going to happen."

"What?"

"That you would be on guard the second something touched you." Kaia smiles, "I would like to keep all my limbs, Oakenshield."

Thorin hums, resting his axe back down on his thigh.

"You know... when we get to Erebor, you're going to have to let your guard down when you sleep. Especially if you're going to wake up next to me." 

Thorin gives her a small smile. Almost unnoticeable, but the gentle crinkle around his eyes told her it was genuine, "Aye. I imagine that would be the case."

Kaia crouches at his feet, resting her hands over his calves and drawing lazy circles over them. 

"I'm still a novice when it comes to dwarven customs." She starts, avoiding his eye as she caresses his leg, "If we get to Erebor-"

"When."

"Huh?" Kaia asks, looking up at him.

"When we get to Erebor." Thorin says. He looks more relaxed today than he had been yesterday morning... or any morning Kaia had seen him. It makes her glow, inside out.

"Haven't seen you so sure in a while."

"Perhaps I have a new reason to be optimistic."

Kaia blushes, looking away. She hears him moving, and feels his strong hands wrap around her, pulling her close to rest against his chest. His axe lays at his side, his hands laid gently upon her waist and arm, calloused fingers 

"You were asking me something." His voice rumbles.

"Oh, right." Kaia clears her throat, "When we get to Erebor... If all goes the way I hope, me and Kili will court, properly. And then, I imagine we'll marry. What does that mean for the rest of you? My lovers?"

"In what sense?"

"When will I see the rest of you? I imagine we won't all be sleeping in one massive, fuck off bed. Do I seek you out after the sun has fallen, like some night stalking hyena?" She jests, prodding his chest. He laughs, his chest vibrating and sending pleasant sensations along her body.

"No, sweet girl. Whenever you need us, we will be there."

"And what if I don't need you, but I want you? ...And miss you?"

"Missing me already?" Thorin asks, smirking slightly.

"Oh, yes, you're so far! At least the distance of a fly's wing." Kaia pouts, and he leans down to press a kiss to her lips.

"To answer your question; it is customary for a dwarrowdams' lovers to live either in her home, or near it. That way she can see them whenever she wants, and they her. From what I know and from what I have seen, even when her lovers do not live with her, they will spend most of their free time by her side."

"Like ducklings?"

"Yes, like ducklings."

"But you will be king. Fili, the heir. Dwalin, your guard. I could probably drag Bofur with me by his hat for the rest of my days-"

"I cannot imagine he would complain."

"-But what about you guys?" Kaia asks, feeling anxious now thinking about it.

It was all well and good them saying they would be her lovers, when they were out in the wilds, on a dangerous quest. But when they return to their kingdom, gods be good, they will have duties, Thorin will be king for crying out loud... and who is she? A farmer, an orphaned human with no titles, no family, nothing to offer...

"We will be wherever you wish us to be." Thorin says, voice quiet and earnest.

"You cannot promise that."

"I cannot promise anything, other than our love, and our devotion. Completely." He whispers, kissing her forehead, "We take lovers very seriously, ghivashel. You will be the king's consort, as well as his heirs lover and his prince's One. You will live with us in the royal chambers."

"And Dwalin and Bofur?" 

"I imagine Dwalin would not be opposed to living either with us or right by us. I cannot imagine he would want to stray to far from either of our sides. And Bofur... well I imagine he'll be like our cat, sleeping on the floor of our hallway."

"Thorin!" Kaia laughs, shaking her head. He laughs with her, playing with her fingers.

"Alright. We'll get him a bed." Thorin sighs heavily, rolling his eyes with a small smile on his face.

"I'm sure he wouldn't ask for a large one. Just one big enough for him and his hat."

They share a chuckle, staring down at their entwined hands.

"What I am trying to say, Kaia, is that we are bound together now. All six of us. When you need us, want us, miss us, we will be right beside you. Sure, you may occasionally have to pull me away from an important council meeting, or drag Dwalin away from training someone half to death, or pry Bofur away from hat-maintenance related tasks... but we will always be there, my heart. Always."

"Thank you, Thorin." Kaia murmurs, happy tears threatening to break. They remain in each-others arms, fingers dancing over one anothers, admiring each others callouses and scars from their own lives before each other, pressing kisses to any skin they wanted to as they enjoyed a peaceful moment.

"Alright, I'm getting sick of all this loved up, sappy shit, can we just have sex or something?" Kaia jokes, bumping Thorin's chin with her forehead.

"You really are insatiable, aren't you, ‘Ibinê?" Thorin chuckles, leaning his head down to nip along her jawline.

"Seeing as I will be tending to the needs of five dwarves for the rest of my days, I think that is a blessing." kaia says, enthusiastically receiving Thorin's heated kiss.

"You are a blessing, sweet girl."

-

After half an hour of... tenacious activities, Kaia and Thorin walked back to the clearing. His arm was settled around her waist, as she told him a story about her parents.

He seemed to enjoy listening to her as she talked, and she was more than willing to oblige him. 

As they neared the Company, a raised voice caught their attention. It sounded like Bilbo.

"Oh no." Kaia says, sighing.

"Do you wager it was my nephews, Bofur, or Nori who has enraged our burglar this time?"

"Can I say all of them?"

Approaching the group, Kaia's smile returned when she set her sights on a much taller individual.

"Gandalf!" She greets, and he turns around to offer her a large smile.

"Kaia, my dear girl!" The wizard says, accepting her hug and patting her on the head, "It's nice to see someone is happy to see me."

"You disappeared, Gandalf!" Bilbo exclaims, hands on his hips.

“I’ve been gone five minutes!” Gandalf chuckles.

“No you bloody haven’t!” Bilbo scoffs, placing his hands on his hips, “It’s been days!”

“Alright, alright, Bilbo.” Gandalf shakes his head, before giving Kaia a smile, “Congratulations, anyway, Kaia!”

Kaia raises her eyebrows at him, looking around at the others. They shrug, confused as well.

"Congratulations for what, Gandalf?"

"On your courting with Kili, of course!" He chuckles, before giving her a knowing look, "And joining in on dwarvish customs. Four lovers in one evening is certainly a record, my dear."

"Knew it!" Nori says, earning an elbow from Oin. Kaia just laughs, shrugging.

"Which one of them told you?" She asks, looking over the Company.

"None of them." The wizard shrugs, "I had a feeling."

This earns him a further confused look from the human lass, and Gandalf leans down to her, keeping his voice quiet.

"Why do you think I insisted on you joining us all those weeks ago?" Gandalf muses, giving her a conspiratory wink. She scoffs, shaking her head but unable to keep a smile from playing on her lips.

“Finished!” Ori calls from across the camp, blowing over the piece of paper he had been scribbling on.

“What have you got there, Ori?” Nori asks, looking over his brother’s shoulder. A smile breaks out on his face, and he ruffles his brothers hair.

“That’s marvellous, that is!” Dori says, beaming at his brother.

“What is?” Kaia asks.

Ori stands and walks over to her, crouching beside her as he shows her his drawing. Kaia gasps, sitting up as she looks in awe at the paper.

It’s a drawing of Kaia, and her five dwarrows. There are six individuals drawings, five smaller ones around the edges with a larger one in the middle. The five drawings include Kaia with each one of her lovers;

Kaia and Kili as he braids her hair, then Kaia with her head on Fili’s shoulder as he holds her hand.

In one, she’s leaning against Bofur’s chest while she laughs at what he says, and in another, Dwalin and Kaia are walking hand in hand back to camp.

In the last smaller one, Kaia and Thorin are sitting next to each other as Kaia tends to a wound he received a few weeks back.

In the centre, the larger picture shows Kaia with all five of them, surrounded by them all as they smile. She's wearing one intricate braid down one side of her head with smaller braids littered through her hair. 

It was truly beautiful, and she wraps her arms around Ori in a hug as he gives it to her. “Thank you, Ori.”

“You’re welcome, Kaia.” Ori says, smiling at her.

“Aw, my hat looks great!” Bofur beams, tipping his hat.

“I do not smile that like.” Dwalin grumbles, and Kaia smacks his chest.

"Amazing, Ori!" Fili says, with a wide smile on his face, "I hope you realise that when we get to the mountain, I'm going to be asking you to make me a dozen drawings of us all!"

“We’ll put that in our chambers when we get to Erebor.” Kili murmurs, kissing the spot below her ear.

Kaia beams, leaning into him as she traces her fingers over the charcoal faces of her dwarves.

-

Thank you for reading! <3