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As you lay down for a good night of sleep, you quickly found your mind was not able to calm down enough for you to do so. Your thoughts kept going back to the swarm of Crebains you had come across that morning. It had been a sudden wake-up call for you as to how dangerous your quest actually was. In that moment you spent with your guard down, the likelihood of you getting caught had been so near. It left you tossing and turning in your tent, your blanket not giving you any comfort where it normally would.

It went on for so long that you got startled when you suddenly heard Legolas' voice. "Are you alright?" You jumped, looking over to where the elf was now standing in your tent's entrance. "You have been tossing and turning for so long," He spoke, stepping into the slightly cramped space, just big enough for two. He knelt down next to you, grabbing your hand in his soft hold. "I could stay if it would help you." When you were about to open your mouth to turn him down, not wanting to be a burden, he continued. "Aragorn will be taking over the watch until morning. I have just woken him. You are safe."

It was those last three words that did it for you. "Please," You suddenly realised how much you hated being alone right now and quickly moved to make space for him under the blanket beside you. He slid in next to you and wrapped an arm around you like it was the easiest decision he had ever made. The warmth of him was quick to calm you down a bit.

You let out a sigh as you pressed up against him, your palm lying on his chest, right over his heart. However, instead of feeling a slow and calming beat that you expected from an elf such as Legolas, a harsh rhythm could be felt. When you looked up at him, you found his gaze on you already. "You have been tense all day," He calmly spoke in the silence of the night. "It was easy to sense."

"Oh, I'm sorry if it bothered you.” You suddenly felt a bit small.

"Do not apologise, I just wished I could help you," The sincerity was clear in his eyes. "'May I help you?" He asked you as he slowly moved to sit up, giving you the opportunity to refuse him as he lay a hand on your upper arm, caressing it slowly with his thumb, his intention more than clear to you.

"You know I could never refuse such kindness." There was no hesitation in your answer, even as Legolas tried to find some in the moments after. He quickly gave up and realised you were being truthful, and not trying to please anyone but yourself. He leaned down to press his lips to yours, a content sigh leaving you as you were finally where you had secretly wanted to be this entire journey. His arm moved around your back as he leaned over you, his hand sprawled over the expanse of your back, the weight of him pressing comfortably onto your body. His other hand found its way down your side, grabbing your thigh and moving it over his hip so he could rest comfortably between your legs.

Your arms wrapped around his shoulders, pulling him closer to you as his tongue moved along your lips, requesting entrance, which you easily granted. A soft moan left you that quickly turned into a gasp as you felt Legolas grind down against your core, cloth still separating you, but not lessening the pleasure that the slight rutting sent up your spine.

Legolas' movements against you were precise, drawing out wave after wave of building pleasure. The hand on your thigh then moved back up, finding its way underneath your tunic, up until his cold hand came in contact with the underside of your breast, cupping it in his palm. He squeezed the flesh lightly, feeling its fullness, moving his thumb over your protruding nipple.

His mouth moved from yours, his lips kissing, licking and nibbling every piece of your flesh it came across as he made his way down past your neck and collarbone before moving to take your tunic off completely so he could continue his way down to your breasts. One of them was now getting smothered by Legolas' mouth, his sucking and kissing making your arch your back to press him closer against you, while his now warm hands were still fondling the other.

All of it became almost too much, your hands cupping his neck, your thumb passing over the sharpness of his ear, a groan leaving him as you felt him twitch against your womanhood in response. Your breathing quickened, and you could feel your release rapidly approaching. Your legs thrashed lightly around his waist, your feet locking behind his arse to keep him close while the rutting against you left you crying out against the back of your hand, willing yourself to silence while your orgasm had you seeing stars.

A few moments later, you could feel Legolas' cock spasm against you, a moan vibrating against your chest, his radiating warmth a comfort as you rode out your high. You let out a satisfied sigh, massaging his neck as you enjoyed the aftermath. The elf slowly but surely moved to kiss his way back up to your lips were they met yours with a soft groan. You could feel his grin against your mouth, a giddy feeling coming over you.

His mouth then wandered to your ear as his hands went to your hips, tugging at your breeches before whispering against you. "Let's take this off, shall we? We don't want you to be uncomfortable all drenched like this." You did not take long before humming in agreement, letting him remove the last pieces of clothing still covering you, before you – almost too eagerly – tried to pull his attire off. He chuckled slightly, moving to sit up so he could easily take it all off. Your eyes did not leave him for a second while more of his skin was revealed to you.

As he just sat there for a moment in all his elvish glory, the body heat he offered quickly became a miss to you. The cold left you shivering in your naked state. You were about to pull him against you again, but Legolas spoke before you could do so, leaving you entirely frozen for a second.

"Aragorn. Join us if you'd like," You looked at the slightly smirking elf, once again amazed by his senses.

A moment later, you realised you were strangely calm for the situation you found yourself in, not at all put off by the thought of Strider accompanying the pair of you as you truly thought about it.

So when the tent opened, and the man stepped into the now very tight space, another shiver ran down your spine, one full of anticipation for what he would give you. You saw him swallow at the sight of your completely undressed state. You did not bother covering up, liking the effect you had on him already.

"I'm not interrupting?" The ever so polite man asked.

Legolas looked at you, and when you gave no opposition, he turned back to his friend. "Of course not. Come join," And only then did Aragorn come into the cramped tent. "You do need to shed that attire; it is far too warm in here for all those layers." Aragorn's eyes raked over you again, before he followed the elf's words, stripping before your eyes until he was as naked as the day he was born.

Before you could once again start enjoying your company, a thought crossed your mind. "There is no one on watch right now," Your voice spoke up since you were with three. You looked at the men. "Can we leave the rest unprotected like that?"

Legolas leaned over you, softly grabbing your chin between his fingertips. "It will be fine for a moment, we will fight over who will leave your warmth when we are all satisfied," He pressed a chaste kiss to your lips to reassure you. Their judgment you trusted more than anything when it came to safety, so you did not see any reason to undermine their opinion when it came to the subject. Legolas moved to sit beside your head a moment later, changing the subject. "Perhaps the lady wants Aragorn between her thighs for the second round." The man locked eyes for a moment, Aragorn still a bit unsure, but now kneeling down before you.

You quickly decided nothing much was going to happen unless you showed the man it was fine and you wanted him. Your palm found his cheek, his stubble tickling you slightly as you pulled him towards you for a kiss; slow at first to get him used to the close proximity before deepening it, your tongue finding its way into his mouth. It was like his resistance broke, warm hands grabbed at your body – your thighs and hips –  your skin sure to be thoroughly bruised by the end of the night.

A moan – which he quickly swallowed – left you at the intensity of his touch. Heat quickly rising within you, your desire growing the longer he went on. You wrapped your legs around him, getting eager at the thought of him inside you, slick adding to your drenched womanhood from the orgasm Legolas had just given you.

Aragorn moved down, leaving open-mouthed kisses on all the skin he came across, his hand holding your thigh, keeping you wrapped around him. "Have you ever taken one?" He whispered against your ear, sending a wave of pleasure down your spine while his cock lay warm against your flesh like a promise of what was to come.

"Yes, you don't need to be gentle." You raked your nails softly against his back, coming up to cup the back of his head.

"What if I want to be gentle?" You whimpered. At this point just desperate; you did not care how he gave it to you, as long as he did not prolong filling you any longer. Bucking your hips up against him, searching for friction, for some kind of relief from your ache. You hoped he got the message.

His hand moved to grab a hold of himself, moving his cock along your folds to slather the skin with the slick you were producing. You could feel a hand softly stroking your hair, like a sort of comforting encouragement from the elf beside you.

The only sign you got to know Aragorn was about to enter you was his questioning gaze, a last confirmation that this was truly what you longed for. "Please, Aragorn," You did not want to know how pathetic you sounded to the ears of your company, but your pitch quickly changed when you felt the man breach your hole.

The sound leaving you was sinful; luckily, Legolas was quick enough to silence you, his lips covering yours in a searing kiss. It took a few moments for you to get used to the stretch, clamping down on Aragorn's cock, getting a hiss out of the man. Legolas pulled away a moment later. "Aragorn is going to move now. Do you think you can control your volume on your own?" The elf's gaze told you that he believed you couldn't, so of course, you had to try and prove him wrong, nodding yes in response. He smiled in return before turning to Aragorn.

The elf watched as the man pulled his cock out of you before pushing back inside, engulfing himself within your walls. His slow, almost experimental movements picking up in rhythm, only but a few thrusts later, when the two of you got used to each other. As you grew accustomed to him within you, it was easy to learn what you could do to please him, too, or at least what made his grip on your hips tighten and his movements sharpen. Aragorn, too, slowly but surely figured you out; he had found that toe-curling spot of soft wall inside of you as you writhed in place, squeezing him as you futilely tried keeping in your whimpers. Legolas' earlier challenge and your assurance now came back to haunt you as you could not get yourself to quieten, the sounds leaving you certainly pitiful to the ear.

"Ssh..." Legolas spoke your name, "We do not want to wake the little ones now, do we? With your volume, we might," The elf had come down to whisper teasingly in your ear. He caressed your cheek within his palm, his thumb finding its way within your mouth. Without even thinking about it, you started sucking on the digit softly. "Maybe having your mouth filled will help you quiet down," Legolas vocalised his solution, moving to properly kneel beside your head, his cock standing proud; if it had been but a little heavier, it would have pointed right at you.

Another whimper left you as even more slick formed between your legs, the desire to taste the piece of flesh in front of you was high. Your hand moved to hold him, the heat making it a pleasant weight in your palm. A few soft tugs and a swipe of your thumb across the slit send Legolas quivering on his knees.

"Open up for me," The elf spoke from above you. You moved your hand to his hip, pulling him closer, showing him you wanted this, just as you wanted Aragorn pounding inside of you. "So eager," You planted a kiss on his tip before your lips finally swallowed him, his cock filling your mouth, your noises muffling as a result. "And so gorgeous too," A sigh left him at the feeling of heat surrounding him.

Legolas caressed your head, his fingers softly moving through your hair as he started slowly rutting into your mouth with shallow thrusts. Aragorn's hands were still on your hips, his warm palms grounding you as the two of them distracted you from all the evil outside of the cover of your tent.

A hand – Legolas’ – then covered your breast, squeezing the flesh and stimulating your nipple, a moan leaving you, or trying to, at the touch. Aragorn's lips soon joined in this effort, taking the other mound in his mouth and leaving soft kisses over the expanse of your chest as you – all but too late – noticed the movement of one of his hands. A sudden pressure on your clit, together with the rest of their careful but deliberate touches, had the high of your pleasure rapidly approaching. There was no way to stop the wave of body-shuddering release coming over you.

Your eyes closed as you clenched down around Aragorn's cock, while simultaneously sending vibration's though Legolas' with all the moans his cock kept you from uttering. Aragorn's hips stuttered against your pelvis as you rode out your orgasm, his hips suddenly pulling back before you heard him groan and felt his seed cover your stomach. Legolas' hips too pulled away from you, his cock leaving the warmth of your mouth; however, still remaining connected by a string of your saliva. You watched the elf stroke himself to a release alongside the pair of you, before he spilt himself on the blanket you had long passed thrown aside.

The three of you remained – recovering from your own highs – in each other's company. Legolas seemed insufferably unaffected compared to Aragorn and you, the both of you trying to catch your breath after your physical exertion.

When you took a moment to look at the two males, you found them already enthralled by you, their eyes focused on your still lying figure. You had half a thought to cover yourself up, but let out a chuckle at the thought. The two looked at you with a smile at the sound that left you, something you easily and quickly returned.

"It is amazing how truly every sound that leaves you is an absolute delight to the ear." Your face turned a dark tone of red at those words, and you immediately decided covering yourself up and hiding from their gazes was not such a bad idea – grabbing for the blanket and trying to vanish underneath it. The two immediately moved to lie on either side of you. "Don't hide your beautiful face from us," Hands grabbed at the fabric before revealing your – once again – smiling face to them.

Now content, they snuggled against you to join you under the covers, their bodies providing you with more warmth than the fabric ever could. The three of you let out a collective satisfied sigh. The two of them each pressed several kisses to any sliver of skin they could reach before closing their eyes to get some rest, which quickly reminded you. "Shouldn't one of you continue the watch?" The question was answered with a pair of groans in your ear.

When the first light of the morning sun kissed your face, you could feel Aragorn stirring next to you, rising with the day. Turning to face him, you saw him rake one of his hands down his face while he sat on the edge of your bed. “Aragorn,” You gently whispered his name, still feeling a little groggy from sleep. He responded with a hum. “Lay back down,” He looked down at your form from over his shoulder.

He was just looking, not a word leaving his mouth. You grabbed his hand in your own, and he glanced at your now interlocked fingers. “Please, it is still too early,” You begged him, lightly tugging at his arm, knowing that using your strength would get you nowhere. Silently, he lay back down next to you, his arm snaking around your back to tug you against him, his heat being eagerly welcomed.

You smiled at him, and he brought your interlocked fingers up to his mouth, gently kissing your knuckles. “I love you,” The first thing he said to you every morning, his words left you red in the face and the smirk that was now plastered on his left you pouting. “Come here,” The hand on your back pulled you closer to him, and he didn’t waste a moment to connect your lips. It was a soft kiss, his hand reaching up to tangle in your hair, holding you in a way that always gave you a sense of comfort. Your lips parted, and your foreheads met.

You looked up at him and saw the love for you shine in his eyes. Once again, your lips met as you leaned up to do so, your arms wrapping around his neck. In return, he moved to hover over you, laying you down on your back as he did. His free hand moved down the side of your body, feeling the curves as it stopped at your hip. His tongue licked your lips, getting access from you without a second thought. A low moan left the back of his throat when you did.

One of his legs found its way in between yours, hooking his under one of your knees to spread them for him while his lazy, open-mouthed kisses continued. His hand left your cheek and moved down together with his kisses. His lips found their way to your neck and collarbone whilst his hand moved underneath your nightgown, sending shivers up your body from the cold touch of his fingertips.

"Aragorn," You whispered into his ear, your hands grabbing his tunic, the fabric soft. The man hummed in acknowledgement as his hand finally found the warmth of your breast, squeezing the flesh in his palm. A low moan left you with the feeling. You could feel yourself reacting to his actions; your womanhood starting to drip with arousal.

A need quickly overcame you, and you were almost too impatient for the calm of the morning and the slow movements that it came with. Aragorn's cock was unmistakably pressed up against your leg, and you wanted it; you could no longer wait for Aragorn to give it to you. You made your way down with one of your hands, over his broad shoulders and chest, down until you made your way into his breeches, which he did not stop, and wrapped your fingers along the girth of him. A content sigh could be heard leaving the man, a moan soon following as you tugged at him slightly, wanting him to move higher, needing him inside you on this beautiful morning.

"Please..." You begged him, giving him another tug. The hardness of him and the heat that accompanied it told you that he needed you to.

He shushed you slightly as he made his way up again, planting kisses on your cheeks before meeting your lips again. "Just relax," Aragorn told you when you parted slightly and just when your lips connected again, you could feel his cock touching your folds. A whimper left you when he helped himself inside of you, filling you nicely as he stretched you open, slowly pushing every inch he had inside of you. He was just about long enough not to hit your cervix.

Your breathing had picked up slightly as he started moving. Aragorn's movements were slow, calculated and soft. There were no sharp movements; your hips were moving just enough to make your breath hitch as you made slow love to each other underneath the sunlight coming through the windows.

The both of you were more than content to just hold each other like that; your lips tangling while he still had a hold of one of your breasts, teasing your nipples as his cock moved inside of you. He knew your sensitive spot and hit it over and over again with quiet precision.

Now it was your turn to weave your fingers through his hair, caressing the side of his head, the sideburn of the beard, which always tickled you slightly when he kissed you, that you loved so much.

The sheets were surrounding you, keeping the warmth forming between the two of you right there, not letting any of the heat escape from your intertwined bodies. You were already dreading having to leave Aragorn's embrace and getting ready for the day to come, but as you felt your pleasure building towards an eventual release, you knew the time would soon come. You reassured yourself with the thought that he would be back in your arms tonight for a possible repeat of your morning endeavours.

"So close," You whispered into his ear, feeling the hair on his body stand up as a shiver ran down his spine. You whimpered out, writhing beneath him slightly until your climax came over you, your entire body tensing up at the intensity of the feeling. An almost immediate feeling of exhaustion overcame you as Aragorn helped you ride out your release by chasing his own. A few of his groans later, and he stilled inside of you, filling you up with himself. He pressed multiple kisses to your cheek as he pulled out of you gently before lying down next to you and taking you back in his arms.

You easily snuggled back up against him. "Good morning," He mumbled into your hair, pressing another kiss to your head as you returned the sentiment, before enjoying the last few quiet moments of your morning together.

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You had been pregnant for a while now, your belly growing accordingly as it carried the heir to the line of Durin. You had enjoyed the experience up till now, marvelling at all the changes your body had gone through to make it happen. 

However, when you neared your last few months not only your size, but some other factors as well, had your midwives quickly assign you to bedrest. You grumbled about it, of course, not liking the fact that you would not be able to properly work or socialize for a while. Not like you really could anyway, it angered you that you weren’t even able to get out of bed without being completely out of breath in the moments following, quickly having to sit down again to get your breathing under control.

And that wasn’t even the worst of it all, because your husband, your sweet little husband that you loved with all your heart seemed to enjoy your helplessness a little too much.

So here you were, one of your arms wrapped around your belly, supporting it's weight, while you were almost desperately trying to get to the edge of your bed. At this moment you cursed at whoever had thought it was a good idea to give you such a big bed, luckily it was comfortable otherwise your wrath might have been bigger than Smaug’s.

Whoever was behind the design should celebrate as your thoughts were quickly interrupted by the opening of your chamber door. As you looked up to see who it was you were met with the beaming face of your husband. “Hello, beautiful,” He happily spoke as you glared at him. “Good afternoon to you too,” He sniggered at the look on your face.

He walked over to your side of the bed. His hand immediately moved to caress your cheek as he leaned down slightly to kiss you. “I missed you,” You murmured against his lips, immediately slacking in his arms. “We both did,” You said as you could feel your baby move at the sudden presence of its father.

“I’m sorry, you know there is nothing more that I’d like than to be by your side through all of this,” You smiled at him, taking no offence, you knew how busy he was all the time, if only the piles of paperwork, which he had moved from his office to your chambers, was anything to go by. He kissed you again, his hands moving to your belly as if he was once again apologising to you. You returned the kiss, not knowing how else to comfort the male at the moment.

If you had made the correct decision was to be seen as his tongue was now probing at your mouth, immediately receiving entrance from you without a second thought. Fili’s simple ministrations quickly had you hot and bothered, your womanhood dripping with arousal; you could only let out a whine at how rapidly your body seemed to be responding to his touch these days, always subconsciously yearning for him.

He gently pushed you down on the mattress, and in that moment, you knew you wouldn’t be getting up anytime soon. He grabbed you by your thighs to pull you to the edge of it, flipping up the fabric of your dress. You hadn’t put on any undergarments, which made it much easier for you to go to the restroom, meaning your pussy was now on full display. Fili moaned at the sight, which only added to your arousal. You could only imagine how slick you must look down there.

Your belly made sure that you could not see what he was doing, luckily, that did not hinder you from feeling it though. He squeezed your thighs when he kissed down the inner part of them, laying them on his shoulders, leaving light marks in his way. Slowly but surely getting to the part where you needed him most. You crossed your ankles over each other, pulling Fili closer to your core. You could feel him smirk against you as he came so close, stopping right before he touched you where you specifically wanted him to. His breath was cold against you, and had a shiver running down your spine. The anticipation of the moment had you shifting your hips. You heard him chuckle and could not help but curse at him in response.

He ignored your provocations, his hands moving to your hips to hold you down, like you could go anywhere anyway, and a first sweet kiss was planted on your lips. Your breath hitched at the sudden contact, a moan leaving you soon after as he started eating you out, passionately lapping at your folds like you were his dinner of the day.

As you tried to reach past your belly, you could not help but whine as you were unable to reach him. Normally, your fingers would be tangled in his hair by now, pulling him even further into you, but now all you could do was grab onto his hands, still tightly holding onto your hips.

Your breathing was getting heavier the longer he went on, and the closer you got to your eventual release, your nails slightly digging into the back of his hand, and your toes curling as you could feel it quickly approaching. You didn't need much to finish these days, and the fact that Fili had only been going at it for a moment proved it.

You called his name, you were afraid he wouldn't catch your whispered warning, but as one of his hands moved to your thigh to position you even better, you knew he had. The slight change of angle had you immediately cumming on his face, drenching his beard, a series of whines and moans leaving you as you came down from your high.

The sight of the ceiling was plain in comparison to what you were feeling, you were blinking slowly all of a sudden a bit sleepy from the exercise, but as you looked at Fili's grinning face from where he stood behind your belly, you knew you were going to be using a lot more energy in a minute.

The way he moved to the side slightly to be able to kiss you quickly reminded you of your size, but the taste of your own arousal on his tongue and the sight of his beard covered in your juices had you forgetting it just as quickly. "You think you can handle a bit more Ghivashel?" You blinked up at him slowly, still a bit dazed, but smiling at the male regardless. You nodded and whispered a soft 'Yes' as your hand covered his cheek, rubbing slow circles on the skin. He smiled down at you and kissed the palm of your hand before getting back between your legs, his trousers pooled on the ground at his feet as you felt the hardness of him pressed against the underside of your belly. He caressed the surface slowly before he aimed himself right at your hole, not wasting a moment before slowly but surely pushing himself in your already full insides.

A soft moan left your throat at the stretch of him, your hand once again found its way to his still lying on top of your belly. Your legs were wrapped around his middle, tight, afraid that he might leave you, not wanting to feel empty now that you were full of him. He went into you with slow, shallow thrusts, wanting you to be used to him before he bottomed out. When the entirety of him had filled you, you could not help but let out a pleased sigh. "Please~" Your pleading was easily heard and understood, Fili's hips beginning to move in a steady rhythm, not wanting to put any more strain on your body than it was already under.

Your eyes closed to appreciate all the waves of pleasure rolling over you. Fili interlaced his hand atop your belly with yours, slowly caressing your stomach with his thumb. You could feel his gaze on you as your face contracted in pleasure. "You don't know how beautiful you look right now." A smile could not help but find its way onto your lips.

As your eyes opened slowly to meet his, a look of slight awe plastered on his face, you could not help but respond. "Then tell me," a joyous laugh left him, the corner of his eyes crinkling. He lifted your hand in his to his lips, softly placing a kiss there as his eyes didn't leave yours.

"The sight of you alone makes me lose every one of my thoughts-" He took a moment just to look at you silently, admiring you before continuing, "-Just know that you outshine the Arkenstone by miles and miles, and that when I thought you couldn't become any more gorgeous from when I first laid my eyes upon you." Tears found their way to your eyes from the overwhelming pleasure and love you felt in that moment. "Is it bad that I want you glowing like this as long and often as possible?" The question left him like a whispered sound, and you moaned slightly, knowing he enjoyed your state so much.

You looked up at him, a tear escaping your eye as you smiled and told him your answer. "No," The word was all it took for his hips to stutter and your insides to be filled by him. You too soon reached another climax. He slumped against you slightly from the aftermath of his release.

Fili pulled out when he had softened inside of you, pulling up his breeches before sitting down next to you. His hand caressed your head, wiping away the slight layer of sweat on your forehead before placing a kiss there, whispering 'I love you' against your skin. You returned the sentiment as you closed your eyes, suddenly very exhausted and needing a nap.

"Ah, not yet, Ghivashel, let's get you comfortable first," His arms were around you, moving you on the bed, but you did not remember much of it, sleep quickly overtaking you.

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The two of you had been up and training for a few long moments now; it was your usual morning routine, getting your muscles warm and working, giving you energy for the rest of the day. The both of you were very capable in a fight, not afraid to keep the other on their toes, and neither of you was scared to use all kinds of dirty tricks. As frustrating as those might be, they made the two of you even better, smarter and quicker than you already were. Besides, it made you rather creative, always coming up with new things.

So as the two of you were once again not so elegantly dancing around one another, frustrating the other by getting under one another's skin with all kinds of teasing words, the fight got a bit more heated; your movements getting quicker and harsher, trying to get the other to back down. Luckily, neither one of you was the type to do so.

The metal of your knives hit each other over and over again, the sound echoing through the arena. You were waiting for some kind of opening, some kind of moment in which you could just hit him where it hurt, but knowing Dwalin and his fighting style, you would be waiting for a while. That's why it surprised you that no more than two hits later, you could. You wasted no moment, smashing your elbow in his gut. The male went down with a grunt, and as you prepared your stance for when he would be getting up, probably full of fury, however, he didn't. He lay there on the ground, his back turned to you as he grabbed his belly. The longer the silence went on, the more your concern grew.

"Dwalin?" You walked over to where he lay, carefully approaching, but when you got no more than a grunt in reply to your question, your worries grew. You didn't think your hit was that hard, knowing what he could handle. You knelt down next to him, dropping your weapon to the ground as your hands found their way to his arm and shoulder, pushing slightly to turn him on his back, wanting to see his face properly.

A sudden screech left you when the male grabbed you and flipped you around, having you be the one lying on your back; one of his hands cradled the back of your head so it wouldn't get hit in the process, while the other one had a knife pressing into your side. He shook his head at you in slight disappointment. "You care too much for me." There was a slight smirk plastered on his face, and you could not help but scowl, wanting to curse at him for his antics.

"You scared me, don't do that, it's not fun," His eyes moved to look at your lips, where a small pout was plastered. He leaned down, kissing you slowly before looking back into your eyes.

"It was the most fun I had in a while, Ghivashel." As he once again leaned down to press his lips to yours, you could not help but give in and wrap your arms around his broad frame, pressing yourself into him. A moan left the both of you at the sudden contact of your nether regions, even if it was through a few layers of cloth.

As you moved to tug at his shirt, wanting him to take it off, he stopped you, pulling away from you, smirking down on your form as he did so. "Do not be hasty," He teased you.

You looked up at him in disbelief. "You were the one who put me in this position," You almost hissed at him.

"That I did," His smugness was almost enough for you to just stand up and walk away, but as he sat up on his knees to take his clothes off himself you were quick to rethink your next actions. With a quick thought, you too moved to undress yourself, but once again you were stopped; Dwalin's hands were wrapped around your wrist. "Na-a," He tutted at you, and as you looked into his eyes, you saw the glint in his eyes. He clearly had something planned, and you were hesitant to find out what it was this time.

One of his hands went to grab one of the knives lying around you from your duel, twisting it within his grip. "Do you want to find out if you could handle this?" He asked with a smirk.

A look of disbelief once again found its way upon your face. "Don't you dare cut up my clothes," You warned, and Dwalin could not help but laugh at your priorities. Knowing you were more afraid of what he would do to your garments instead of you pleased him. He could not handle you fearing him, so he felt good already.

"I will take that as a yes," He spoke, motioning for you to finally undress yourself. You did not hesitate for a moment to do so; the look in his eyes had you feeling warm even though there was nothing covering your skin now.

"So what is your plan?" You asked him, filled with curiosity at what had suddenly caused this interest within him.

"You will find out soon enough, enjoy it," He told you before leaning down to kiss you again, naked skin touching, as he did so with vigour. Your arms wrapped around him again as he moved down your jaw and neck straight to your breasts with his lips. A moan left you at the suction to your nipples before a gasp followed as you suddenly felt the coldness of the blade softly pressing against the valley of skin between your breasts.

As he released your nipples, breathing softly against the still slightly wet surface of them while watching the knife trace your skin, you felt shivers run down the entirety of your body. The temperature of the blade was a stark contrast to the heat your body seemed to send off. It became even worse when Dwalin's hand at your hip, which wasn't holding the blade, moved down in between your legs, touching your now sensitive womanhood, making you whimper.

And if that wasn't embarrassing enough already, you soon found yourself a writing mess beneath him at the pressure he applied to your bundle of nerves while he began slowly stretching you out on his finger; the knife still carefully moving across your skin, softly tracing every curve of your breast and nipples. The combined sensations quickly had your pleasure building to your first release of the morning, and a strangled moan left the back of your throat as you did.

While you took a moment to catch your breath, Dwalin made to move in between your legs properly, his cock standing to attention, ready to take you here on the training ground floor. He took a moment to admire you, tracing the curves of your hips and thighs with the knife, before moving back up along your inner thighs, getting close to your core. "You look so pretty like this," He told you, picking some of your release, coating your legs up with the knife, ghostly moving past your lips with it as he did before bringing it up to his lips and taking a moment to taste you. "You taste divine as well," He finally threw the knife aside before leaning back over you. "I cannot wait to experience what you feel like, Ghivashel," And just like that, you experienced what he felt like.

His thick fingers had not been enough to prepare you for the thickness of his cock, the slight burn of the stretch knocking the breath out of you, but quickly fading for pleasure instead when he had finally bottomed out of you. "So tight and warm for me, just perfect," He moaned in your ear, before he finally started moving inside of you. You pulled him close to your body, closer than he already was, your breathing getting heavy as the movements of his thrusts picked up.

His beard scratched your skin as he placed kisses on your shoulder. Your senses were filled with him, and you could not get enough of it; your legs were tightly wrapped around his waist, and your nails scratched the broad of his back just as the knife he had used had done to you not so long ago, leaving red marks in their way.

Your toes curled as he found that spot that felt way too good inside of you, that combined with the feeling of the hair around his base scratching you just right had your eyes rolling to the back of your head. "Dwalin, I am almost there," You warned him, as the pleasure you felt kept building, almost overwhelming you.

"Me too, Ghivashel, me too, almost there," He grunted in reply, his fingers digging tightly into your hips, sure to leave bruises as his pace became almost merciless; his hips beating into yours until your body finally snapped, reaching its climax. You bit down on his shoulder, muffling your loud sounds as you clenched around him, making his hips stutter and leading him to follow you into his own release.

His hips moved for a few moments longer, drawing out your shared pleasure until he dropped himself down next to you, the both of you out of breath from the added bit of exercise you had gotten into your morning. You lay there for just a moment, trying to get your breathing under control. When you had finally found rest, your heads turned, eyes meeting. Dwalin shot that stupid grin at you that you loved. "Well, that was fun, now wasn't it?" His question had you rolling your eyes, and him receiving a teasing hit to the shoulder that had him laughing out loud.

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Your body was on fire and the male above you hadn't even penetrated you yet. Your breathing was ragged as you felt him dragging his cock up and down your wet slit, you moaned as it hit your clit, still a little sensitive from the orgasm he had gotten from you earlier.

“Easy girl,” his voice was soft as he spoke in your ear. He lifted your hips from your shared bed, positioning you in an angle that made it easier for him to penetrate you. “I got you,” his words sent shivers down your spine. And if that wasn’t enough already you let out a loud gasp as you felt his thick cock slowly split you open. The size of his manhood seemed to surprise you every time, your human pussy never truly getting used to it. That did not mean it didn’t invite it in with open arms almost each and every time.

Today wasn’t any different, you were sucking him in. One of your hands was fisted in the pillow behind your head as the other was atop one of his, tightly squeezing your hip. You let out a strangled moan when he finally bottomed out inside of you, you could see your belly slightly bulge as he reached parts deep inside of you that you had never known were there and if that wasn’t enough already his pubic hair seemed to scratch you just right at this angle, making you see stars from all the pleasure you were experiencing in just that moment. Beorn hadn't even started moving, patiently waiting for your sign that he could, but you were already so close to another orgasm that it slightly overwhelmed you. 

Your eyes fluttered and you looked up at him, meeting his beautiful grey coloured eyes. You squeezed his hand with your own, encouraging him to move. Your eyes didn’t leave each other when he finally did. You let out a sinful moan at the scratch from his retreat inside of you. He didn't waste a moment to shove himself back inside of you, hitting your cervix, the surprise of which had you squeeze your eyes shut from the sudden overwhelming combination of pain and pleasure. 

You moaned out his name, “Beorn~” it easily fell from your lips as he continued his rampage on your body. “Please...” you begged him, your arms reaching up, but they weren’t long enough to reach his large frame. Luckily for you he never left you begging for long, moving his head down to connect your lips. Your arms immediately wrapping around his neck, holding him as close to you as possible.

You did not hear him complain even though you thought the angle might be a bit uncomfortable for him, he was still continuously pounding into you, so you did not think about it for too long quickly being swept up by the feeling of pleasure. He didn't seem to be any different, chasing his pleasure like prey. And gosh if he didn't make you feel like prey wrapped within his large frame. His tongue was licking the inside of your mouth, tasting you and by the sound coming from the back of his throat you assumed you tasted good, delicious, like the pleasure overcoming you.

The feeling overwhelmed you and you hadn't even reached your high yet. However, the stimulation of your clit and the sweet stretch of him had you quickly getting there. You could feel from the slow swelling of Beorn's knot that he two was close to release. "Please," you begged him, like you always did, wanting him to split you open even further. He always refused, not wanting to break you, no matter how many times you tried to convince him you weren't fragile. But as you looked up at him you saw a moment of consideration within his eyes, it immediately told you that it was now or never. "Beorn, I need you, please, just this once," your eyes met. You could not read him for the life of you, there was no telling if your seductive glances were working at all. However, as you felt him thrust back inside you his knot seemed to catch on your inner walls and a feeling of acceptance seemed to come over the male, his body seemed to relax against you before it tensed up when he reached his high.

You kissed his cheek in gratitude as you were stretched further than you had ever been. A gasp left you at the feeling, you could feel the hairs on his body standing up at the sound, telling you this wasn't just feeling good for you. His fluids had you feeling full in a different way as it was all locked up inside you, it had a sudden climax overcoming your body. Your body arched up against him, pulling at his knot slightly making the both of you moan out.

When the base of his cock was finally done swelling you felt utterly stuffed, fucked out, but good, euphoric almost as your body seemed to calm down from its high. One of his hands found its way to your back, pressing you against him as he turned the both of you around so you were laying down on top of him, your cheek resting on his chest. You reached up to his chest with one of your hands, your fingers threading through his chest hair, his slow breathing almost lulling you to sleep. You pressed a kiss onto one of his pecs.

He grabbed your chin between his fingers, turning you to look up at him. "Are you happy? You desired this for a while," you smiled up at him, still a bit cock drunk, but definitely happy.

With a little bit of help from Beorn you were able to pull him down to you, giving you the opportunity to kiss him. There was a certain softness when your lips met. "We should do this again," you spoke against his lips in response to his question. He mumbled a slight agreement after a moment of consideration. You kissed him again, a smile on your lips. When you parted you moved to settle in a comfortable position so you could close your eyes, a strained moan leaving your partner at the sudden movement. You chucked slightly before sleep quickly found your exhausted and filled body, your hand cradling the small swell of your belly.

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