"With me." (Fullsize)
He watched as Fíli’s body took him in, watched the shift of Fíli’s thighs and the peace in Fíli’s eyes as Kíli lifted his hips and Fíli pressed down to take him deeper. Watched and worried, wanting this to be only good for Fíli, only perfect.
He had changed, in these weeks and months, from the self-centered boy of Lake-town, the reckless child of the Mirkwood. He had become an adult, worthy to love a king.
“With me,” Fíli said, and he leaned down to kiss him, slow press of lips and a tangle of tongues, a moan passing from his mouth to Kíli’s as it shifted Kíli deep inside.
------- Your Heart Pounding, Chapter 21 by Dragonsquill
A week and a half, 75 layers.
God, have they deserved it.











