"I am golden."

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"Akrhame Frerin, Thrainu, nadadu Thorin, nadadu Dis." Second in line to the throne of Erebor.

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He laughed, letting Warg lick him for a minute before gently pushing her off of him so he could get up. Ori made his way to the bathroom, taking Frerin’s suggestion and hopping in the shower. He cleaned himself off, smiling as the warm water fell down on him.

-- Frerin went to the kitchen, and as he showered, began to make some eggs. He made bacon as well, but in a separate pan, he wasn't sure if Ori was vegetarian or not, he wanted to make sure. He stopped and looked at the pan. What if he was vegan? Damn it. Frerin groaned in frustration, but continued making the food anyway. If Ori refused to eat it he could grab cereal or something.

He giggled as Frerin nuzzled against him, lightly and playfully pushing him away. “Stop that,” he laughed. Eventually he gave in, cuddling the other back. They stayed like that for a few minutes, legs intertwined beneath the blanket and faces pressed together, until Ori felt his stomach rumble. “Breakfast?” he suggested. “Also, can I borrow a t-shirt or something?”

-- Frerin nodded as the other mentioned breakfast, and got up, still wearing his sweatpants. He found a t-shirt in one of his drawers, and tossed it to Ori, "you might want to shower first." He suggested, gesturing towards the bathroom with a nod of his head. Warg stirred, and woke up, tail wagging. She looked to Ori and crawled over to him, licking his face.

Ori woke up the next morning, still cradled in Frerin’s arms. Remembering the previous night’s events, he smiled to himself and decided to stay a bit longer in the other’s arms, until he woke up at least.

-- Frerin only woke when he felt Ori moving. He looked to him, and smiled, recalling just how they got like this. He wrapped his arms around Ori and squeezed gently, nuzzling his face into the other's, forgetting about his ticklish beard.

#youngdwarfori #youve awoken the cuddly dragon

oftheoakenshield

Thorin huffed, but there was a trace of fondness in his expression. Frerin, no matter how ridiculous and insufferable he could be sometimes, was still his little brother and he loved him. “I think you’re the type of little brother who would gladly try to take an opportunity to get his older brother to pay for his ale. Just like any little brother would,” he said, sitting down next to Frerin.

-- "Come now, we aren't so terrible, us wee little brothers," he joked, gesturing for the tavern man to bring over more ale for the two of them. "This time will be different, not like all those other times I made you pay. Which is every other time." He grinned as the ales were set down in front of the two, and he drank the one he currently had down,

#oftheoakenshield

"I’ll definitely be there," he said, the warmth of Frerin’s body lulling him into sleep. "I’ll cheer super loud for you. I’ll be your own little cheerleader…" His voice faded as he fell asleep, head still pressed against the other’s chest.

-- "Good, I've always wanted my own cheerleader," he joked, watching the other fall asleep, his tired, syrupy tone made Frerin smile. He whispered goodnight, and pressed a kiss to Ori's forehead, his eyes closing, he fell asleep along with him.

Ori giggled when Frerin got tripped up on his words. “I know what you mean,” he reassured him. “You were great, too. Really great.” They were definitely going to have to do that again sometime. "When’s your tournament?" he asked with a yawn, remembering what Frerin had told him earlier. "I’d love to come see you in action."

-- "Oh- the tournament is in a few weeks." He responded, "on the second of next month." He smiled a bit and snuggled up to Ori, "it'd be nice if you could come." Frerin sifted his hands through Ori's hair, smiling at the soft feeling. "I'll have to fight extra hard."

"That’s alright," Ori laughed. He removed his glasses and set them on the table next to the bed. He laid down again, resting his head against Frerin’s chest and watching the dog settle down. He would have gone to pet her if he was not so comfortable in the other’s arms. "She’s fine there." He closed his eyes and listened to Frerin’s heartbeat like he had back in the clearing at the river. "I’m glad we met up tonight."

-- He cuddled the other fondly, leaving the braids in his hair, because really, at this point, he didn't have enough energy to remove them. Frerin kissed the top of the other's head. "I'm glad you came with me," he whispered softly, "that was something I'd been meaning to do for a while," he kissed his head again, and paused. "Just kiss. Not shag," he stumbled over his words for a second, trying not to send Ori the wrong message, but, he ended up embarrassing himself. "I mean, I don't regret it, at all, you were great-" he put a hand over his eyes and let out a whimper of defeat, "I'm going to shut up."

But also imagine Frerin died protecting Thorin, and when Fili and Kili died the same way it just broke Thorin because it's the Deja Vu of the worst kind

oh my g od

i can totally imagine this though, frerin being so reckless and just overestimating his own abilities (he’s SO YOUNG after all) and thorin can’t hold him back and he has to watch his baby brother di e for h im an d wh y did this fandom happen to m e

and then with kili and fili dying to protect him and especially with thorin’s lack of self-worth he would probably be like ‘i don’t deserve having anyone i love die for me, not again’

Ori watched Frerin leave, and took a moment to pinch himself just to make sure he wasn’t really dreaming. He got up momentarily to find his underwear before getting back under the covers and waiting for the other to return.

-- Frerin left to take care of his dog, only gone for a few minutes. When he returned, he was followed closely by Warg. Frerin returned and slid under the covers, cuddling up to Ori once again. The dog may not have been invited, but she jumped up and made herself at home on the foot of the bed. Frerin groaned and chuckled a little, "sorry about her."

"Indeed it has," he murmured, smiling when his nose was kissed. "I can’t believe this is even happening. It all seems like a really good dream." He cuddled closer to Frerin, breathing in his scent. "But it’s not a dream. It’s real."

-- He smiled as he heard Ori's words, and he gave his cheek a gentle kiss. From downstairs, he heard Warg bark, and groaned, "it seems you'll have to briefly wake up." He got up, finding some sweats on the floor, Frerin slipped them on. He leaned down an kissed Ori's forehead. "I'll be right back."

Ori cuddled up in Frerin’s arms, feeling safe and warm and satisfied. “I’m glad you liked it,” he said, his forehead pressed against the others. He kissed him slowly, enjoying the moment. “This was fun,” Ori smiled. “Very fun.”

-- Frerin held him close, like a lion hugging a little fox, nuzzling him in his arms and keeping him close, a pleased, happy smile on his face. "Today... Today has been a good day." He pressed a small smooch to the tip of Ori's nose.

"Relax," Ori giggled, kissing him gently and letting his hand roam lower on Frerin’s body. "Let me do all the work this time." ————————- A few minutes later, Ori emerged from the bathroom attached to Frerin’s room with a towel. He cleaned off his hands, then tossed the towel to the other so he could clean off his stomach. “I like to think that all the knitting I do makes me good with my hands,” he chuckled, settling down next to Frerin.

-- He took the towel and cleaned himself off, face red and hair a mess. He nodded to the other, breath heavy. Frerin gazed at Ori, and soon cuddled up to him, wriggling under the blanket and wrapping his arms around the smaller man. "It shows," he mumbled, pressing his lips to Ori's cheek. He calmed his breathing as he snuggled up to the other man.

#youngdwarfori #frerin gets super snuggly after this sort of thing

He held him close and kissed him back. “Nope,” he giggled. “I’m usually shy about this stuff, but you do something to me that just takes away all my nerves.” When they were close, Ori noticed that Frerin was still hard. “Want me to, uhm, take care of that for you, or…?” he asked, smiling at the other.

-- "I'm glad I calm your nerves," he responded, gently pressing his lips to Ori's, fingers carding through his already messed up hair. He heard the other speak and shivered, nodding before he kissed Ori's cheek, "please," he murmured.

#youngdwarfori #nsfw

"Only once," he admitted, enjoying the feeling of Frerin’s lips on his skin. "But I don’t think he knew what he was doing. At all." He wrapped his arms around him, tugging him closer for another kiss. "You’re amazing. Just full of surprises, you are."

-- "Really?" He inquired, not caring to ask who it was. If Ori wanted to tell him, he would. He kissed the other gently, his own member still erect. It... wasn't something he was about to ignore, but if Ori didn't want to deal with it, he would. Frerin kissed Ori's neck gently, then led upwards and nipped his ear. "I figured I'd have a lot of competition," he breathed gently, chuckling.

Ori’s chest heaved up and down, his eyes wide with pleasure and mind unable to process what exactly had just happened. He gladly welcomed the kiss from Frerin, running his fingers through his hair as he deepened the kiss. He pulled away for a moment just to look at the other man. “Wow,” he sighed, kissing him again. “You’re really good at that.”

-- Frerin kissed the other, a smile on his face, "I've had practice," he purred, kissing down to Ori's neck, leaving little marks on his collarbones, Frerin's own little claims. "Have you done this before?" He raised an eyebrow to the other, not in a judging way, he was merely curious. He assumed he had, Ori was a handsome man, surely he'd been faced with plenty opportunity.

A smile spread across his lips as he kissed him back, breaking it only to remove his sweater and his shirt. He began unbuckling his pants, helping Frerin out of his as well. They kissed and touched and moaned, until eventually Ori became a hot mess just like he had back in the kitchen. “Frerin,” he moaned. “Please…”

-- Frerin began trailing his kisses downwards, to areas he'd yet to explore, and areas he'd be very pleased to. He was only encouraged by the moans he brought forth by the other, glad to hear his skills were satisfactory to Ori. -[skip]- -- He wiped his mouth and looked up at the other, breath heavy. He moved back up to kiss the other again, not caring if the taste of the younger man was still on his lips, he wanted to kiss him.

#im just skipping descriptions #is that alright?#we could always do a literal fade to black

Ori set down his mug as well, then leaned over and kissed Frerin, letting the heat build up between them again. He pulled back and went to whisper in his ear. “Lead the way, then,” he murmured, taking his hand.

-- Frerin lead Ori to his room, leading him up a flight of stairs. He closed the door out of habit, and tossed the smaller man onto the bed, and climbed overtop of him, kissing as energetically as he had before, sliding his hands up Ori's shirt.

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