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Please save me from my brother!	By : Yaoiqueen Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Hobbit, The Views: 2359 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Please save me from my brother!
Chapter 6

Lay all your love on me

ABBA

Disclaimer: I don’t own The Hobbit or Lord of the Rings. I do not make any money off of this fic.

A special thanks to cheetanarose and kaiamara from hobbit kink meme on live journal. With out their help all of the dwarves would have axes.

The tree bark slightly dug in to Dori’s back as he was sandwiched between that and Bofur. The pair had gone to get firewood. Right, firewood. They had been using that excuse for the past two weeks and Dori wondered if anyone had noticed that they were going for firewood more often than usual and were bringing back very little. But that didn’t really matter at the moment.

“Ah!” Bofur’s lips clamped on to Dori’s neck, gently sucking that flesh, his knee nestled between the other’s legs. Purposely rubbing against the clothed bulge. Dori’s hands were currently busy grasping the back of the toymaker’s shirt in a desperate attempt to have him continue.

As if Bofur knew exactly what Dori wanted, he pulled away, grinning like a mad dwarf. “Something, I can do for ya, me lovely?” A growl escaped Dori’s lips. The nerve of that dwarf! How dare he stop. If Dori was not such a proper, well mannered dwarf, he might have smacked the other. But right now the proper, well mannered dwarf was having rather non proper, well mannered ideas.

Suddenly, Bofur found each side of his mustache in the hands of Dori. “Yes, I do believe there is something you can do.” Dori brought the other’s mouth crashing to his own still holding the other’s facial hair.

Slowly, as the feeling took over, the silver haired one’s hands fell from the other’s face to roam the well toned body that the clothes were concealing. Anxious for more contact, Dori’s hands found the firm buttock; his hands massage them as he brought their bodies even closer. Mahal! He couldn’t wait to have these clothes off of him. Seeing him that one time in the stream was not nearly enough.

The thick tongues began to battle, neither one wanting to leave to others mouth. Slowly, however, they were forced to part, lest they faint from lack of air. The toymaker’s heart beat could be felt in his ears and he was sure someone back at the campsite could hear it stirring in his chest. But that mattered little and he was truly enjoying a small reprieve in the “gathering” duties. Bofur’s hat tilted as he began to nuzzle to other’s neck in contentment as whisper sweet nothing in the silver haired dwarf’s ear. “So lovely.”

Little did the pair know that they were not alone.

Ten minutes earlier

Ori couldn’t help but notice that Nori was now spending more time with Bombur than ever before. While he did trust the spilt bearded dwarf, he couldn’t help be feel Nori was up to something. From the bottom of his soul, the scribe hoped Nori was not planning on doing something to the large one.

Finally, the anticipation got to Ori. Waiting for his chance, after Dori and Bofur went to gather more firewood and when Nori finally left Bombur’s side, he confronted his older brother. “Brother, why have you been around Mister Bombur? You are not planning anything, are you?”

To Nori’s credit, he was truly surprised. “No. No I am not planning to do anything to Bombur.”

“Really?” Ori wanted to believe his brother, but his behavior as of late was odd. He wished Dori was there. Dori would be able to get the truth out of him in no time. “Than why have you been hanging around him so much lately?” Trying his hardest to imitate Dori, he folded his arms across his chest and attempted to set a firm face.

However, judging by Nori’s reaction, he was failing miserably. Nori tried to catch his breath from the laughing fit he was coming out of. “You, you have it all wrong. Oh Mahal! Please do that again when we are around the fire. Everyone could use the laugh!”

Sigh. “So, what were you two doing?” Confusion won out over frustration.

Nori ran his hand through one of his peaks of his hair. He had three choices. Completely ignore Ori’s request and let life go on. Out right tell Ori about his brother’s relationship with Bofur or find a creative (and entertaining) way to inform his baby brother. While ignoring Ori was something he could do, it was not something he really wanted to do. Out right telling him would be just too boring. Nori liked to be creative. He couldn’t help but smirk as an idea come into his head. Thorin had just dragged Bilbo into the forest…hmm… “Ok, kid. I’ll tell you. Thorin and Bilbo are in the woods over there.” Nori pointed to the area where the pair went off. “What they are doing over there, is what our fuss pot of a brother is doing with Bofur.”

“Why would Dori be yelling at Bofur?” It didn’t make any sense. The two had become close over the past few weeks.

His grinned widened. It was too perfect. Ori had no clue what Thorin and Bilbo were really doing. This was going to be even more fun than he had originally thought. “You think that is what they are doing? If that is true, why don’t you go take a peak? Go spy on Thorin and Bilbo.”

Go spy? On Thorin and Bilbo? That was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard. So why did he want to so bad? “Fine! I will.” Ori stomped off to the area where Thorin and Bilbo where.

After Ori was out of sight, Nori let himself laugh up a storm. This was a perfect day! “What y’ doing to im?” The growl was unmistakably Dwalin.

“Just enlightening my little brother.”

Suddenly, Ori came running back into the site. His face was ashen, eyes wide open as if he had seen the most horrible thing in all of middle earth. Rushing towards Dwalin and Nori, adamantly waving his arms. “They were-oh Mahal!”

“Yeah, I know.” Grinned Nori. “So what did you see?”

“Bilbo- knees! Oh Mahal! How am I ever going to look either of them in the face again?”

“Ha ha! Don’t worry about it!”

“And you say that is what Bofur and Dori are doing! That I don’t believe. It easier to believe Thorin and Bilbo than that!”

“If you are so sure, go take a look.”

He had seen what he just saw! That was the only thought that ran through Ori’s mind as he ran back to camp. Bofur kissing Dori! No no. It had to be a mistake. But he knew that it wasn’t.

Bursting through the foliage for the second time that day, Ori ran to this other brother. “My eyes! They burn!” He muttered to him.

“So. You got an eye full, huh?” Nori chucked

“Bofur had him against a tree. Kissing! I think I have been scarred for life!”

“Well at least they still had clothes on!”

“You are not helping, Nori!” Ori rarely raised his voice, but now seemed like a good time to start. Nori knew what their older brother had been doing in the forest and had purposely let him go see them in the act.

“See it as a good thing, Ori! Maybe he’ll stop being so finicky when he gets some.”

“Oh, Nori, don’t even say that!” Even though he had caught them, he still didn’t want to think about it.

“The trick is not to visualize it, Brother. But what I’m saying is, he might get off your back! Now that he’s getting on Bof-“

“I’m not listening!” Ori had put his mitts over his ears in hopes of tuning out the horrible narrative.

Nori waited. Sooner or later, Ori would have to put down his hands. He only had to wait for a few minutes for that opportunity to present itself. He leaned close to the red head’s ears to whisper something that would make the little one’s skin crawl. “But from the sounds of it, it’s more like Bofur’s getting on Dori’s!”

“NORI!”

“Please.” The words fell like rain drops from Dori’s mouth. Two weeks, they had been dancing around like this. Two weeks! For someone like Dori who had been celibate for last decade, this was torture.

“Ya know how I feel.” Bofur murmured again the other’s neck as he ran his tongue up to the other’s ear to take a nibble on his ear clasps. “I won’t couple with ya completely till we are in a bed. Ya deserve that. Don’t want ya to feel…used after. Ya are going to be treated like ya should weather ya like it or not!”

A sigh escaped the silver haired dwarf’s mouth. From the beginning Bofur had been very carful with their relationship. Making sure Dori was always treated right and was generous to a fault. That fault at this moment was obvious. He knew that Bofur would not break what he said. So they would tease each other and play but not completely couple. As frustrated as it made Dori, he was even more thrilled that he had found someone who truly cared for him and cared for this family. “Bofur, I hate to do this, but we have been out here too long.”

“I know…but do we have to go back so soon?” he couldn’t keep the whine out of his voice as he spoke. He loved the time he spent away from the others and only with Dori.

“Yes. We do.” Bofur pulled away as the pair tried their best to make themselves look presentable. Both knew the only person they were really trying to fool anymore was Ori. But for the sake of his innocent mind, they would try.

“Oh well. We can always come back fer more ‘firewood” Bofur said as he flashed his trademark grin that would make Dori feel all bubbly inside.

Dori reached out a strong hand to caress the tooth earring his love wore. “Perhaps, we will just have to see if we need any more.” He had become a bit of a tease since this relationship began and he didn’t regret it one bit. It was like a little game they would play. At one time Dori would frown on such behaviors, but now he relished them.

Before Bofur could reply, a scream came from the camp ground. “ORCS!!!”

Both dwarves looked at each other in horror. Orcs normally swarmed. They didn’t come one by one. This was bad! Quickly, they each gathered their weapons that they had lend against another tree and rushed towards the company. Both prayed nothing had happened to their friends and families. Dori cursed his foolishness for being away from his brothers, while Bofur swore to Mahal he would let no harm come to the youngest Ri brother. Even if it cost him is life.

The orcs had swarmed the campsite. At least twenty of them had begun to assault the peace that the camp held. Luckily, Thorin and Bilbo were not too far away, so they were able to hear the battle cry. Ori was unsure about Bofur and Dori though. Bofur and Dori. Ori had to shake his head. Now was not the time to think about things like that. If they lived then maybe, but not now.

The scene unfolding was like something he had the unfortunate luck to see in the past. The company was being overwhelmed. Nori had shoved Ori far away from the battle in a despite attempt to shield him as he headed in to battle, trying to distract the orcs from his baby brother’s position he garnered the attention of two orcs with whom he was currently fighting for his life with. Thorin, with his back to Bilbo were fighting five orcs. Apparently, there was still a bounty from the white orc for Thorin’s head. Gloin had managed to stop more from joining the fray that Thorin was embroiled in, giving himself three to fight. Oin, seeing his younger brother in danger, joined him. Bifur, with his boar spear, was screaming something in Khuzdul that over the noise of the clashing of weaponry, Ori couldn’t hear as the mad dwarf fought three with the help of this generously proportioned cousin, who was wielding a battle spoon. Fili with the help of Kili, were attempting to defeat three others.

Ori’s eyes quickly scanned the fight in an attempt to find his boyfriend. Sighing with relief, he found that Dwalin, with the help of Balin were only fighting three. Ori felt a bit better especially since when Dori and Bofur gets there, they will stand more than a fighting chance against the nineteen orcs. Doing another quick check, he realized that he only saw nineteen orcs. Perhaps he had originally miss counted.

Suddenly, a hellish cry came from above Ori. It was the twentieth orc. It’s sword raised, ready to slice down on the young dwarf. Too frightened to move and knowing that he was not nearly as quick as an orc, the only thing he could do was close his eyes and pray for it to be over soon. But instead of the sharp pain of the orc’s sword, there was the sound of it hitting another weapon. Timidly he opened his eyes; Ori gazed up as he saw the orc’s sword being blocked by Bofur’s mattock. “Bofur?” If anything, he would have thought it would be his brothers or Dwalin.

Bofur grinned down at the little one, while he struggled to push back the weapon. Giving it all he had, the toymaker was able to break the connection the weapons had. Weapon still in hand, he stepped in front of Ori intending to protect him. A grizzly snarl came from the orc as he crashed once again at the pair. This time, the sword clashed with the handle of the mattock before slicing the other’s arm.

Ori was no stranger to blood. But this blood was different as he watched the gash in his friend’s arm ooze crimson liquid. It was because of him that he was hurt. But Bofur only smiled back at the kid. “Only a flesh wound!” He laughed.

Thankfully, the laughter caught the orc off guard, giving Bofur the perfect opportunity to bring his mattock crashing down on the other’s hard skull.

Bofur stood panting over his slain foe. His arm really hurt, but he was not about to let the other know that. Ori was very sensitive and if he thought that it was his fault that Bofur was hurt, he might just cry. But there was little time to think about that. Quickly, he scanned the battle field to see how the others were doing. It looked like the battle was over. Everyone was rushing over to the pair to see if they needed any help.

“Ori!” His little frame was wrapped in the strong, warm arms of his oldest brother while the other one looked on very relieved. Closing his eyes, he relished the warmth his brother was emitting. “Are you alright, little one?”

Ori nodded his head. “Yes. Thanks to Bofur.”

It was then that Dori noticed the blood. “Bofur! You are hurt!” He cried as he grabbed the other’s arm to examine the wound.

“It’s not much. Barely feel it.” He tried to chuckle but it came out more like a wince.

Despite the fact that one of their company was injured, everyone found humor in it. “Oh, poor baby! May be Dori should kiss it make better.” Kili laughed poking his brother in the ribs as the other joined in laughter.

“Perhaps if they went to get some more firewood, Bofur would feel better.” Fili added.

At this comment, Dori’s head shot up. “I have no idea what you are talking about.”

Gloin’s chuckle could be heard. “With how often you go and get “firewood”, we should enough to build a fire that can be seen in Mordor!”

“It’s not as if we don’t know what you are doing out there.” Kili giggled. “Everyone knows.”

Everyone? That thought bothered Dori more than he would have liked to admit. His eyes slowly traveled over to his younger brothers.

“And here I thought Nori’s plan would never work!” Grinned Bombur. Realizing his mistake, he slapped his hands over his mouth as if he could take the words back. But it was too late. Bofur was looking from his brother to his friend curiously, while Dori flat out glared at the middle Ri brother.

“Nori. What is Bombur talking about?” The slight facial twitches in Dori’s face told Nori that he was in serious trouble.

Thinking quickly, he said the only thing that he knew would get the attention away from himself. “Ori is screwing around with Dwalin!”

“NORI!!!”

The heated glaze switched from Nori to Ori and then to Dwalin. It took everything Dwalin had not to lose control of his bladder. Dori could be one scary dwarf when he wanted to be.

Using the same thought that Nori did, he tried to save his lover. “Nori knew!”

“TRAITOR!”

“YOU’RE THE TRAITOR!!”

“NO! YOU ARE!”

“ENOUGH!!!!” Dori’s hands shot out grabbing one ear from each other his brothers before turning back to the group. “Excuse us, my friends. I must have a talk with my brothers.”

With that, Dori lead both of his brothers kicking and screaming into the forest.

“Cut it out, Dori!”

“Please Dori, it hurts!”

Giving each ear a well earned tug, he let go. Quickly, as if they feared, Dori would grab their ears again; the pair ran to opposite sides of the clearing.

Dori couldn’t even look at his brothers. Trying to get some of this new aggression and aggravation out, he began to pace back and forth. Looking on, Nori and Ori were sure Dori had finally cracked and was going to kill them.

After a few minutes, Dori took a deep breath and turned to his brothers. “The truth. I deserve that much from the both of you.”

They knew Dori was right. After all he had done for them; he deserved to know the whole truth. Dori was waiting for Nori to begin his explanation when a small voice came from Ori. “I…I just wanted some space.” The silver haired dwarf looked shocked at this baby brother. Wasn’t Nori supposed to be speaking? “I know you don’t mean to…But you are smothering me. And…And I just didn’t know how to tell you. So when I saw how you acted around Mister Bofur, I asked him to ask you to have you help him gather firewood. I was thrilled when I saw you were forming a friendship. You were happier than you had been in a long while and I had my space.”

Ori paused. He was unsure if he should mention that he knew about how their relationship had changed. But he had made the decision to tell his oldest brother the whole truth. “But I didn’t think your relationship would become…romantic”

Dori bit his bottom lip. If Ori knew, than that meant everyone really did know. Now came the most difficult decision in his life. What to do about this new relationship? Ori didn’t seem too happy about it. “If you are unhappy with my romantic relationship with Bofur, I will break it off.” It took more strength than Dori thought in order not to cry. He had meant what he said that night in the restaurant; his brothers’ happiness came before his own.

Both brothers stared at Dori wide eyed. Neither making a sound. It was all up to Ori if the relationship would continue. Nori hoped to Mahal, Ori didn’t say anything stupid or cruel. Other wise, he might have to kill him. The weight of such a decision was almost overwhelming. Was Dori really ready to give up on his own happiness just on his little brother’s say so? This was nonsense. “I-I don’t want you to stop seeing Mister Bofur, Brother. I am not unhappy about it. Just surprised.”

A sigh from Nori, not Dori, could be heard in the clearing. “Thank Mahal. If you said other wise, I might have had to kill you.”

It seemed as if a great weight had been lifted off of Dori’s shoulders. He had both of his brothers’ blessings. Now one thing remained, why did Bombur say that it was Nori’s plan if Ori was the one who set them up? “Nori, I believe it is your turn to speak.”

Nori leaned against a nearby tree as he rubbed his hair in a nonchalant way. “Well, somewhere between when we started this crazy journey and now, Bofur got very, very drunk. When I say drunk, I mean Bomber and I had to drag his ass off. It was then that he let it slip that he had a crush on you. After that, without Bofur’s knowledge, I talked to Bombur about it and we-or should I say ‘I’-came up with a plan. I knew that Ori was desperately needing some space, what with Dwalin and all, so he would be needing you to be distracted. And with the way you mother everyone, Ori would soon see that you were to take care of Bofur since he is much messier and stuff. Knowing Ori like I do, I knew that it was only a matter of time before he’d approach Bofur to ask him to distract you.”

Ori was impressed. “Wow, Nori. I would have never thought about that!”

“Kid, I know we don’t talk about what I do, but doing what I do, I need to think a few steps ahead of everyone else.”

The duo was shocked to hear a chuckle come from their older brother. “I must say that I am impressed. But there is still one thing I must do.” Without another word, Dori turned back to the camp. Closely followed by his brothers, who feared what was about to happen.

Oh crap! Was the only thought that entered Dwalin’s mind when he saw Dori enter the campsite and make a b-line for him. The silver haired dwarf’s face had a growling appearance that was set in stone, making the other pray for mercy.

Mercy, it seemed was answered in the form of Bofur. His skilled hand rested on the other’s shoulder, seeming to calm him down a little. At the edge of their temporary dwelling, he could see the younger Ri brothers running over in order to prevent what they fear might happen.

“You!” Dori pointed at the warrior. “If you have proper feelings for my brother then you will court him like a proper dwarf. And, as his guardian, I forbid you from doing anything more physical than a kiss or a hug. However, AFTER we reclaim our home, we shall discuss the matter further. If I feel that you have broken his trust.” Dori picked up a small rock that had been laying near his feet. Quickly, his strong fingers wrapped around the hardened earth causing it to break into specks of stone. “Do you understand?”

“Yes” Dwalin was thrilled his voice did not sound like it had before he reached maturity.

“Do you accept these terms?”

“Yes.” Honesty, this was so much more than he could have hoped for. Not only did he get to stay alive, since he knew that no one else in the company would be able to save his hind, but he was still able to see Ori. While they may not be physical for a while, he could live with that as long as the little one was by his side. Honesty, the fact that he was allowed to live at all…

“Dori. Thank you.” Ori’s little voice mewed.

“Humph! What kind of brother do you take me for? Why would I stand in your way of happiness?” Dori’s arms flowed over his chest insulted. His eyes turned to the middle brother. “But you! You knew about this and neglected to tell me!”

Some things would never change.

It had been two additional weeks of torture before the group was able to make it’s way to a village. As quickly as they arrived, everyone went about their own business. Not that Dori and Bofur cared. They had only one desire and that was to see the inside of a bedroom.

Bofur rested his back against the wooden door of their hotel room, it was a simple room just a bed and a night stand with a single lit candle, but to him it was perfect.

“I do believe that having clothes on will make this considerably more difficult.” Dori smirked as he slowly stripped off his tunic. The couple had bathed shortly after dinner. Dori had insisted on being clean while Bofur laughed thinking that they would just be getting dirty again.

The toymaker could not help but stare. He had seem that other’s body many times before but now, everything and every part of him seemed more real, more in reach.

“Is there something wrong?” Always mothering, thought Bofur.

“Nothin. Just wonderful.” Unlike Dori, he felt the need to divest his tunic very quickly all but ripping it off as he pounced on Dori. The pair landing on the bed with a muffled thud.

“I do believe that someone is extremely eager.”

A smirk formed on the other’s face. “Ya would win that bet. How long have we waited? It feels like months.” His tongue licking down the side of the other’s neck.

“I regret to inform you that it was only 1 month. You are tend to exaggerate.”

Stopping his action, he gazed into the other’s eyes. “Perhaps I do. But that’s part of me charm.”

Dori found himself speechless as Bofur’s lips attached themselves to his neck right under the ear. There Bofur could feel he other’s pulse racing wildly through his body.

“I must agree with that.” Dori’s breathe now coming out in breathless puffs of air as the other’s hand roamed down his chest. It caressed the nipple causing the sensational on slot. With very skilled fingers, his nipples began to turn to pebbles.

“Please stop with that look!” Dori scolded from underneath.

“I don’t know what ya’re talkin about, dear.” But Bofur knew the look on his own face. It was a smirk that almost made him feel think a dirty old man. Even thought he was younger than his bedmate. But he couldn’t help it. He had waited for this for so long and now to finally have it, he was hell bent on taking his sweet old time to saver the moments.

“Bofur! If you do not hurry, I might-AH!” His words were cut short from his mouth but a particularly hard twick of his nipple.

“Don’t ya worry. I will be movin.”

A huff emanated from his bedmate. “I do hope so!”

Bofur’s hand snaked between their heated bodies and traveled southward. As much as he wanted to stop and explore the new terrain, he feared that Dori might just loose his patience and flip him over. Exploration would have to wait until another time. Finally, his hand reached it’s destination. Slowly, his cleaver fingers wrapped around the appendage that it found, cause the prim and proper dwarf to send out a less than sophisticated sound.

The toymaker just loved the sounds coming from the other as he gently cradled and stroked the heated flesh. His fingers slowly traced the length before cupping the stones found underneath. Pausing, he enjoyed their weight and how they were pulled tight against the other’s body. In a way, Bofur felt as if he was appraising a piece of expensive art with the way he examine them. A mental sigh reminded him that he had to move on. His hand made its way round caressing the tight ring of a muscle he found there.

His middle finger gently massages the outside of the ring before pulling away. It would not do to injury the other just because he was in a hurry. “While I appreciate your concern, I would rather like it if you would continue.” The other said as if reading his mind. Dori had been enjoying himself. It had been so long since he last had a bedmate and everything Bofur’s rough hands did felt like magic.

“Ya keep sayin that Love but ya know I won’t be hurtin ya.” He reached for the jar of oil that had been placed there just for the occasion. A gift from Nori. The thief said he wanted to make sure his big brother had something. Bofur remembered clearly that Nori informed him if he did not use it and plenty, Bofur might wake up one morning missing a few fingers. He had to laugh. As much as Dori and Nori fought, they loved each other that much more.

His fingers dipped into the cool oil, reveling in the scent as it became warm from his own body heat. It would not do for it to be cold. Suddenly, the bed shifted as Dori shot up grabbing the jar. “I do believe I asked that you hurry. I am rapidly losing my patience.” His breathing in puffs as he oiled his own hands. “Perhaps it would be better if I assist you.”

Bofur saw stars as Dori’s soft hands wrapped around his cock slicking it up with oil. Now it was Dori’s turn to smirk. He never really cared about control in the bedroom, but seeing Bofur like this gave him pause to reconsider that position. Tenderly, almost with feather like touches, the oil was spread over the heated flesh leaving it glistening in the soft candle light of the room.

“I thought ya said ya were in a hurry?” the breathless words escaped the other’s mouth.

“Perhaps I thought it was time to teach you a lesson on what it is like to make some one wait?” Dori knew he was being a tease but he couldn’t help it. He leaned forward and captured the other’s mouth. Their tongues battling for dominance as Bofur pushed the other back to the bed leaning over him.

“I think I have learned me lesson.” Skilled hands once again reaching for the oil, generously coating them.

“I am pleased to hear that!” Letting go, he began to enjoy the sensations that those skilled fingers were bringing him. Slowly, they traced around the outside of the hole before one finger slipped inside the tight ring. In the distance, he could hear his partner asking if he was alright and if was safe to continue. His silver head nodded. It had been way too long and he was beyond words at this point. Soon another finger joined the first in a scissoring motion.

As much as Dori enjoyed this teasing, he wanted to move on. “Please.”

Their lips met again as Bofur slowly entered. It was agonizingly slow. But blissful at the same time, Dori enjoyed the stretch without the pain. Bofur had been very thorough in his preparations.

“How are you doing?” Bofur was fully in and waiting for his love to adjust to the feeling of being so full before he would move an inch more.

The only response he received was a smile and a passionate kiss. This was good enough for him. Slowly, still very careful as not to hurt his friend, he began to move.

A high pitched shriek came from Dori as Bofur changed his position. “I take it I hit yar hidden pleasure gem.” He received no answer other than panting. Suddenly, an almost sadist streak hit him and he stopped moving.

Murder was clear as day on Dori’s face and for a brief moment, Bofur feared for his life. “I did ask ya a question, love.”

“That was why you stopped!!!! You foolish-!” The rest of his words were cut from his mouth as Bofur snapped his hips forward.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

Dori, desperate not to lose any contact, wrapped his arms and legs around the other’s body bringing him as close as possible. “Please! I am begging you! Don’t stop.” He cried.

The speed increased and their bodies slammed together causing a slick sound to echo through the room. “As ya wish.” Bofur slightly winced as Dori’s well kept nails slightly dug into the flesh of his back.

The tension in the silver haired dwarf’s body was building. He knew he was close to completion. Just a little more. Just a little more.

Bofur could feel his partner’s body beginning to reach the end. His body was feeling it as well. All he wanted to do was bury himself deep inside the other and release. Permission. The back of his mind whispered. He had to ask permission. “Dori-may I- inside?”

“Mahal! Yes, please! Inside!”

The world stood still as white waves of pleasure crashed over the two of them. Dori’s cum coating both his and Bofur’s stomach as Bofur’s own was nestled deep inside Dori. Both wanted this moment to last forever. But that was not to be.

Spent, Bofur collapsed on Dori with a sated sigh. His head resting against the other’s chest, he could hear the tempo of his heart beat as it slowed down after the climax. As much as he wanted to stay resting on the other, he knew it was probably not the most comfortable thing for the silver haired dwarf. And Bofur was many things, but inconsiderate to a bedmate was not it.

Groining, he gently pulled out of the other and flopped down on the other side of the bed. Dori could hear some grumbling emitting for the other. For a moment, Dori was afraid that the other was not please and might not want to continue with future endeavors. Stroking the other’s braids, he leaned over to capture the other’s lips. “What is the matter, my dear?”

Taking the invitation, Bofur curled up next to the larger frame of his friend. “It was over too quick! Not that I am complainin! It was wonderful, but over too quick.”

Chuckling, Dori wrapped his arms around the other’s slick body. “Do not worry. We shall have plenty more opportunities.”

“I’m holdin ya to it! Next time, I don’t think I’ll let ya out of bed for a week!”

“And I just might hold YOU to that!”

The couple let out a chuckle as they positioned themselves closer for bed. Bofur was about to blow out the candle when Dori’s soft voice caught his ear. “Bofur, I have made up my mind. After we reclaim Erebor, I think I will open a tea shop next to a toy store.” Their eyes locked on each other’s, both knowing what wonderful things the future would hold.

The end!

Once again I am so, so sorry about the hiatus. The chapter was half was finished when I discovered I did not pass a praxis test and I had to study for that. Especially when you must pay over $100 to take it! Then I began to work more hours and before I knew it, the first summer semester had started. I was taking two graduate courses! So yeah. I have been busy.

On another note, I hope the smut was up to snuff. I read other people’s and I wonder if mine can match up. Another reason it took me so long…

Anyway, thank you again for reading my first ever Tolkien world fic. Many more are in the works. As it looks like, Lost Little Souls will be up next. Hopefully that will be soon, but the second summer session has started…

Thanks again!
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