Fili had never wanted power. He had never wanted to wave his title over people to make them bend their knees or show off his wealth to the snobby nobles at council meetings. No, Fili did not want any of that when he became the crowned prince. He refused to give into greed and pride in the all-consuming way that tore apart his ancestors. But he was a dwarf. He was mortal. And he had weaknesses just like everyone else did.

That carved green stone that they called their throne was one…

You were the other…

And the glint of gold and ruby always a thrilling sight…

Not to mention that longing desire for freedom and rule braking that his uncle had tried to train out of him in preparation for becoming the crowned prince…

The aspect of getting caught…

It didn’t come as a surprise to you when he finally admitted his secret fantasy, the scene he pictured that would make him come undone in his own hands every time he allowed him mind to wonder. Him, on the throne of Erebor with his queen in his lap, bare and moaning loud enough that the guards could hear them on the other side of the mountain’s thick walls.

He had whispered it to you as he peppered kisses along your throat, his fingers traveling in and out of you under your combined coats, the company only meters away and completely unaware of your scandalous activities. He had made it sound so powerful, so delicious that you found it becoming one of your own favorite fantasies and a scene that the two of you played out often enough in the bedroom once Erebor was claimed.

Fili was a calculated and organized dwarf, always putting his responsibilities before his own needs, but when the opportunity to finally fulfil his wonton desire arose, he was powerless to fight it. So, as Thorin set off to the Shire for his honeymoon and his brother left for Mirkwood with his mother and Balin to organize negotiations with the elves, Fili was left in charge of the mountain. And boy did he used that to his advantage. 

You weren’t silly, you knew something was amiss. Fili, who was usually miserable whenever his brother was away, was far too happy to be heading to council meetings when he left you earlier and it made you nervous as you made you way to the throne room, the thin chains of lace and gold he had ordered you to wear this morning cold against your skin but safely hidden under you dress.

Heat had gathered on your cheeks and between your legs as you walked through the long halls of the mountain and it took every fiber of control to stop yourself from grinning like a fool. It wasn’t uncommon for your prince to steal you away from your duties for a bit of fun or stress relief, he had a thing for taking you in the hidden nooks and crannies of the mountain, places with just enough privacy but still with a risk of getting caught, but he had never asked you to meet in such an open spot before. Perhaps he had found a new hidden cave he wished to lead you too? Or maybe he simply wished to tease you some and claim you after you had stewed on it all day?

You took a deep breath and smoothed out the front of your dress when you arrived at the doors of the throne room, the guards giving you a sideways glance at your reddened face and jittery hands but letting you through with a nod. You smiled gratefully at them and snuck inside, your breath hitching in your throat at what you found.

Draped lazily across the throne sat your beloved, his eyes darkening as they landed on you. He was dressed in layers of expensive furs and luxurious robes. Rings and jeweled bracelets adorned his hands and wrists in a show of wealth and mithril was laced through the braids of his hair and mustache. What shocked you the most however, was Thorin’s crown resting on his brow. The crown of the king.

The rest of the ensemble while not his usual self could be brushed off, but wearing the kings crown could get him in serious trouble if he was caught. Especially while sitting so comfortably in the king’s throne.  

“Fili?” you gasped in instant understanding, nights of dressing up and roleplaying in the safety of your chambers flashing through your mind and making you clench your legs closed, “Are you mad?”

The golden locked dwarf smiled sharply, the dimples in his cheeks flashing, “Is that any way to speak to your king dove?”

His voice sent shivers down your spine and the heat in your stomach doubled as took you in with lustful eyes. He flicked his ringed finger and despite your lingering apprehensions, you obeyed the silent instruction, bowing your head and kneeling before the throne he sat in.  

“Good girl,” he purred in delight, the bulge in his trousers clear from were you kneeled, “my wonderful queen,”

You raised your head to meet his eyes and temporarily ignoring your fears in favor of your lust, you slipped into character, “What is it I can do to serve you my king?”

His face lit up at your willingness to play along, “It seems that your king is in the need of some company, so if my queen would be so grateful?”

“Of course you majesty, but surly such a mighty and powerful king would not allow his queen to be left on the cold floor for such a task?”

Usually when you played this role the cold stone floor of your rooms was covered in thick woolen rugs and soft animal hides, in this room however, your skin was growing cold and you knees already hurt.

“No, not at all,” he agreed with a shake of his head that made his beads clink together, “A queen should be sat upon her throne. Come up here, sit,”

Making a show of it, you lifted yourself from the floor and into his grasp as he guided you to his lap. Biting your lip as his hardened bulge pressed against your aching core, you rocked slightly as you made yourself comfortable against him.

Fili took your face in his hand and kissed you. It was rough and needy and he made no effort to cover his small growls and groans as your lips met. His free hand had made its way under your dress and was kneading the soft flesh of your ass as he pulled you closer, slipping his tongue into your mouth with a whine. For a moment you lost yourself in him, his taste, his touch, even his scent had you worked up as you rocked against his hips. 

Tracing your hands down his covered chest, you moved to undo his laces only for him to grab you wrists with one hand and hold you still.

“Patience my queen,” he whispered with a nip to your ear, “I have waited far too long, I won’t rush this,”

You stilled and he loosened his grip, bringing his attention to the ties of your corset instead. His quick fingers made light work of the strings and he took his time kissing and sucking along your jaw and down the side of your neck, slowly reaching lower with every inch of skin he revealed from your dress. You whimpered at his feather-like touches, arching you back to press your hips to his, desperate for some sort of stimulation against the burning between your legs. 

Fili nudged you up and slipped the garment over your head, his eyes sparkling at the sight of you in nothing but chains of gold and lace that hugged your flesh and outlined your breasts. You shivered as the cold air of the throne room hit your skin making your nipples harden and he groan beneath you at the sight. He left sloppy kisses down your left breast, drawing back with a wicked grin as an idea crossed his mind. You tilted your head slightly as you watched him part the chains of gold, kiss you sloppily again and blow gently.

You gasped at the sensation of his hot breath turning cold against the wetness of your skin and moaned as you shivered again. Your head tilted back and you squeezed your eyes closed, the feel of him chuckling a deep rumble in his chest.

Enjoying your reaction he sucked again on your other breast, this time using the metal to chill your body and make you squirm.

“Fili!” you shuttered begging for mercy.

He merely raised a bow and gave a quick pinch to your bottom, “How do you address me?”

“Y-your majesty! My k-king,”

“Better,” he purred before looking up at you, “Now what can I do for you, my queen?” he asked innocently, sending your head spinning as he thrust up against you.

“Please!”

“Please what my darling? Come now, a queen needs to use her words, doesn’t she?”

“Please,” you panted again, “Take me my King, I need to feel you,”

“As my queen desires,”

You watched him with fervor as he undid the rest of his laces and pulled his trousers down to his knees, his erection springing to attention, drops of pre-cum already leaking from its head. He removed nothing else, keeping his cloak and crown adorned, the feeling of fur soft in your fingers yet nowhere near as wonderful than the layer of blond fur that covered you beloved’s chest. He dug his fingers into your hips and ground his length against your soaked folds sending you both into a fit of moans and whimpers. 

“Fuck your perfect,” Fili groaned as he hid his face into the crook of your neck, placing sloppy kisses, bites, and moans. “So beautiful, so powerful. My queen, my treasure, are you ready?”

You nodded franticly, another high-pitched whine escaping you as he held you up and slid a finger through your soaked folds.

“Oh you are aren’t you dove, almost drenched for me. But I need you to do something for me ok baby?”

“Anything,” you begged trying and failing to rock against him as he held you still.

“You and I have a tendency to get very loud,” he chuckled, his own control waning at the desperation on your face, “but for now we need to be quiet ok? I’ve told the guards outside the door not to disturb us but if they hear you squeal they might come running in and we can’t have that, not yet. Can you do that? Can you be quiet for your king?”

You bit your lip, the thought of just how serious it would be if you were caught in this position ringing in your head.

Seeing your apprehension Fili gave you a gentle kiss, “we can stop now if you’d like. Head back to our chambers instead?”

“No,” you shook your head, your need outweighing your rational thoughts. You wanted this, to indulge in the fantasy that the two of you had grown and created together, “I can be quiet… maybe. You might have to help,”

“Don’t worry dove, I’ll look after you,”

Fili gave you once last look to make sure you were ok. Once satisfied he lined himself up and let you sink down onto him as far as you could, smashing his lips against yours to swallow any sounds you may make. Digging your fingers into the fur of his robes, and pressing your forehead against the cold metal of the crown that sat upon his, you lifted yourself and sunk back down again, your muscles relaxing and relishing in the feeling of his cock finally fully sheathed inside you.

Fili looked down at you, the pupils of his sharp blue eyes blown wide and his chest heaving as he struggled to keep quiet himself. For a moment the two of you sat there like that, simple savoring in the feel of each other and trying to even out your breathing. It was a loving and tender moment and as he began to rock, it became so much harder to keep in your moans. You reached up to kiss him again, his tongue hot against yours as your bodies began to move in sink. His movements got harder and faster as he thrusted up into you and as you tried your best to match his movements. His desperate hands gripped tightly onto your hips, pulling your cheeks apart to hit that spot deep inside you that made you see stars.

It was your turn to burry your face into his neck, biting down to keep you from screaming at the intensity that he was fucking you with. He let out his own broken whimpers, grasping at the gold chains in an attempt to bring you even closer still.

“When I’m truly king, I’m going to make you scream,” he snarled into your ear as your body shook and trembled around him, “I’m going to take you so beautifully, so perfectly that you won’t be able to stop. I’ll have your voice echo off these walls over and over again, the guards be dammed. They’ll be begging to touch themselves just from the sounds their queen makes as I pound her with my cock,”

You choked and babbled as you ground your hips, frantic to reach the high you were so close to, “Fuck Fili… ngh… please… so close,”

“Would you like that my queen?” he snarled, his hands shaking against you skin as his fingers slipped down to circle against your clit, “To let your people know just how well their King takes care of you? To hear just how pretty I can make you sing?”

The chains around your body clinked and your pants and whines seemed deafening in your ears as he thrusted into you, hitting that sweet spot that made your body explode in ecstasy and your walls clamp down around him. Letting go completely you opened you mouth to scream only for Fili’s thick, slick cover fingers to force their way in your mouth and muffle your sounds. He didn’t stop, continuing to ride you through your waves of pleasure until he reached his own, your overstimulated whimpering still stifled by his fingers against your tongue. 

He sent you a pleading look behind his long blond lashes and you sucked harshly as your muscles clenched around his cock for a second time. You felt him rupture inside you in hot squirts, filling you with his seed and painting your walls white as he tensed and relaxed in your arms with a low, drawn-out moan.

You fell against each other, spent and exhausted, your breaths hot against each other’s skin. Pulling you closer to nuzzle into you, Fili wrapped his cloak around your tired body and held you close, still safely incased inside you.

“Your majesty?” a voice called out as the sound of the door creaking open sounded around the room making you both freeze in place with wide eyes, “Is everything ok? I thought I heard-”

“We are fine,” your voice called back instinctively before the door could swing all the way open. You voice loud and dominant, speaking in a tone that echoed that of a leader and not at all shaking in the panic you were feeling, “you were asked not to disturb this meeting. Return to your post immediately,”

In a splutter of apologies, the door quickly slammed shut again and you let out a shaky breath.

Fili glanced down at you with a dazed look upon his face his cock twitching inside of you at your effortless authority, “My queen indeed,” he moaned slamming his lips against yours once more.

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