#walkinginsnow

The next morning you headed out for a walk needing some fresh air, pulling on your pale green sweater over your tight black t shirt, with matching green knee length socks with your thick jeans and boots, adding your thick leather jacket, adding a hat to match your sweater as you headed out into the light falling snow. After a few blocks of peaceful silence peering around you, eyeing the architecture of the buildings around you, unable to do so for the rest of the year as the streets were always crowded you heard snow crunching behind you as another person joined you. Obviously larger than you by the heavy crunching, quickly leaving you as they entered the apartment building you had just passed.

For nearly an hour you walked through the street gaining a thin layer of snow on your coat and through your hair, pausing to eye the wind chime statue in the empty courtyard in the center of a fountain, watching the layered rings spinning slowly in the soft breeze, ideas for a new story slinking their way into your mind. You pulled the small notebook out of your pocket and scribbling down the few ideas before putting the book and pen back in your pocket, hearing your phone chime, pulling it out spotting Thorin’s picture pop up, you tap the green icon. “Is the statue speaking to you?”

You turned around to see his car stopped by the side of the road, catching his small wave, letting out a quick chuckle, “Running away again?”

He chuckled, “Just got back from dropping off my Sister, need a ride?”

“I’m not really headed anywhere, just walking around.”

“Up for a movie marathon? We are gonna order Chinese food. I can’t leave you out here In the cold.”

“And if I don’t get in the car?”

He chuckled, and continued in his low gravely voice teasingly, “Don’t make me carry you.”

You chuckled and bit your lip before replying teasingly, “I’m not sure that threat is quite as intimidating coming from you.”

You could hear his smirk through the phone, “Oh really, why is that?”

“Do you own a mirror? Man like you, being tossed over your shoulder is not a threat, more like a goal.”

You smiled as he chuckled, “Would it help if I said please?”

“I suppose if you’re going to start begging.” You heard his chuckle as you hang up and made your way to the car, brushing the snow out of your hair and jacket as he leaned over opening your door for you, watching as you quickly tapped your boots into the frame of the door gently as you entered the door to get the snow off them and shutting the door again.

He slid his eyes over you as you settled into the seat and fastened the seatbelt, smiling as you caught his gaze, “So, begging gets you in the car and carrying you is a goal, how does that work?” He caught the sparkle in your eyes as you smirked, “Something about the image of you on your knees in the snow.”

He broke your sentence off as he bit his lip, drawing in a deep breath as he nodded, turning forward shifting the car back into gear as he let out a quiet “Mhm.”

You giggled as you noticed his shoulders tense up, “That’s not what I meant.” Looking over at him, resting your chin on your hand with your elbow on the center console, as he stopped at a light he glanced down at you, letting out a quiet chuckle as he caught your puppy dog gaze with your bottom lip sticking out slightly, making his shoulders relax.

He chuckled as he reached up with his free hand, sliding his fingers gently around your exposed wrist pulling your arm down and snaking his fingers gently across your palm and between your fingers, holding it gently as his voice rumbled as he said, “None of that now.” Resting his arm on top of yours, you felt tingling through your body, facing forward again fighting a blush, enjoying the warmth coming from his body, as he held your hand, gently stroking the back of your hand with his thumb for a few blocks until he noticed what he was doing, glancing at you quickly with a smile as he gently removed his hand and rested it back on the wheel, thankful for the turn he had to make, flicking the signal with his fingers and starting the turn. “So you always walk around like that?”

“Sometimes, I love walking when it snows. Do you like the snow?”

He smiled as he glanced at you again, remembering the snow wrapped in your hair, “I love the snow. Always so peaceful when it snows.” His eyes wandering to your hand that he had just held sliding back into your lap, wrapping itself in the palm of your other, feeling his hand nearly burning at the absence of your touch.

“Your sister enjoyed her visit?”

“She missed the boys, and never misses a chance to give me a hard time.”

“Can’t be that bad.”

He chuckled, “No, not bad, we just…we’re both so similar, we just bump heads some times. She certainly was very interested in learning about you.”

“Really?” Chuckling quietly.

“She drilled Dwalin, Ori and Nori relentlessly.”

“For what exactly? Tips on knitting?”

He let out another chuckle, “She wanted to meet you, had to hide our phones from her so she couldn’t dig through them for your number.”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“She won’t stop till you’re married to one of us if she gets it.”

“Again, I’m not seeing the punishment.” Making him chuckle again as you let out one as well as he glanced at you with a smirk before glancing back at your hand again then back to the road as he turned into his parking lot where you spotted Thranduil’s car with a curious smile.

He caught your gaze and said, “They brought the movies, we supply the food.” As he parked in his spot, both of you getting out and closing the doors behind you before he locked the doors with his clicker, smirking at you as he walked to you, quickly dropping down making you raise your eyebrow in confusion and let out a quick gasp as he lifted you over his shoulder with a chuckle.

You quickly grabbed your hat as it slid off your head as your hair hung down, bouncing and swaying as he headed inside, giving a quick smile to the teenage boy behind the front desk in the main entrance, who gave him an approving nod as he turned hitting the button for the elevator. You brushed your hair away from your face giving a small wave to the teenager who waved in return as you both entered the elevator.

As the doors shut he turned and smirked as he caught the reflection of your ass resting over his shoulder, fighting the urge to take his hand that was firmly wrapped around your thigh to smack your butt cheek. He looked over his shoulder as you lifted the bottom of his jacket, “Your pants seem to keep getting tighter as the year goes on.”

He chuckled, “Are you complaining?”

You chuckled, “None of the women at school are complaining.”

He chuckled, “First I’m hearing of it.”

“Sure it is, like you missed the Professor OakenAss written on the board the first week, that wasn’t about your tough teaching. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were just asking for someone to reach out and give you a playful squeeze or slap.”

He bit his lip as he unconsciously squeezed his fingers tighter around your thigh, making you feel a heat stirring in you, as he rumbled, “I get one I give one.” As he bounced you closer to his head making you squeak gently as you gripped his belt for a moment, “You did that on purpose.” Feeling his fingers tighten again as he let out a quiet grumble fighting his growing arousal, “If I did?”

“Fine then.” Squeezing one of his cheeks before releasing it and smacking it hard enough to make your hand sting slightly hearing him gasping quietly as his ass and legs flexed from it, before letting out a quick chuckle as you felt his hand leave your thigh as he held your lower legs with his other hand and smacking one of your cheeks, causing you to let out a gasping squeak, as it stung for a moment, until he gripped it firmly letting out a chuckle, sliding his hand over your other cheek and gripping your thigh again with a large smile as he growled out teasingly, “That’s the warning slap, next time it’ll be harder.”

Making you chuckle, “How can you be so sure there’ll be a next time?”

“My pants will just keep getting tighter until you do.”

“I don’t think they can get much tighter.” You forced out in between giggles.

You could hear the smirk in his voice as he said, “Don’t tempt me.”

“I’m sure the Dean would quickly put a stop to your game as you get closer to painting them on.”

He chuckled as the doors opened, stepping out, and gently dropping you back to your feet, chuckling as you brushed your shirts down and your hair back, smirking at you as he said “I never said anything about doing this at school.” pulling out his keys and heading to his door, unlocking it and opening it for you, taking another glance at your ass as you walked inside, shutting the door behind him and locking it as you both added your boots and coats to the group’s piles. You caught a glimpse of just how excited you had made him as you turned to joint he group in the living room, who all turned and smiled at you as Thorin walked behind you saying, “Look who I found on the way back.”

All, “Hey!”

You let out a giggle as you received a few hugs from Nori, Ori, Dwalin, Boromir, Legolas and Thranduil who gave you a quick peck on the cheek which Thorin caught from the corner of his eye making his eyebrow twitch up slightly as he dropped into the empty spot.

Fili looked over to you with a smile, “So what do you want to eat, we are ordering Chinese.”

He took down your order and Thorin’s before Ori took the sheet to the kitchen to call it in. You smiled as you felt the heat in the apartment wrap around you tightly, before feeling Boromir grabbing your sweater around the neck and wrists, “Your sweater is wet.” He lifted the bottom of it a bit noticing your second shirt before saying, “Take it off, I’ll hang it up.”

You gave a quiet chuckle as he helped you pull it off over your head, noticing the few stares from the Men around you as you brushed back your hair again while Boromir left to hang it up, you caught Thranduil’s gaze as his eyes slid over your body before meeting yours as he rubbed his beard, covering his mouth slightly before giving you a quick smile as he met your eyes before turning to his Son, facing away from you, silently asking him, “Did you know about those?” Earning a smile from his Son.

Thorin’s eyes went wider as he noticed your figure that you had kept hidden under layers this whole school year, Fili and Kili both doing the same as Dwalin’s mouth dropped open and he called out to you, “Where have you been hiding those?”

You looked down then back up to him, playfully cupping your chest for a moment, “These?” Hearing Thorin shift slightly and catching Legolas chuckle as his Father bit his lip, before you released them. He nodded and you said, “Had them since I was 13.”

He let out a grumble as Boromir came back, “Did you know about those?”

Boromir chuckled as he looked you over, “Yup.” Giving you a gentle push to take the spot by Thorin before he nodded his head to the side at Thranduil to take the spot next to you, who got a stern look from Thorin as walked over, the three of them noticing their necklaces draped across your chest making their hearts skip.

You curled your legs in front of you as you sat down in the spot, wrapping your hands around one of them as Thranduil happily dropped down next to you, both of them snuggly against you as Legolas pushed his Father closer to you, giving you a small smile before you looked at Boromir who was dragging Dwalin back into their spots, forcing his mouth shut as the other took their spots and Ori returned starting the movie. Both of them eyeing you through the movie until the food arrived, all of you dropping onto the floor eating off of the coffee tables, they both happily glanced over at you as you finished your food and retook your seat, Thranduil quickly joined you wrapping his arm over your shoulders giving you a happy smile as you brushed your hair out from under his arm. Thorin turned to see you with another stern gaze which you caught, gently grabbing the neck of his shirt and pulling on it gently to make him take his seat again, as he settled in your curled your legs against his chest and in his lap, making his smile grow as he wrapped his arms around them, running his fingers up and down your legs as Thranduil slid his fingers under the bottom of your shirt along the small of your back gently in circles covering you with goosebumps for a short time.

By the fifth movie you had fallen asleep against Thranduil’s chest as he rested his head against yours while Thorin slumped against your chest, waking up a few hours later in a teacher sandwich, from a steamy dream involving the two feeling the heat rising in your middle and the ache between your legs yearning to be touched by their strong hands, nuzzling your head against Thrandil’s chin noticing his growing smile.

Finding your dream wasn’t far from reality, as Thorin’s hands were firmly gripping your butt cheek and thigh, snoring softly against the base of your neck sending goosebumps over you, feeling Thranduil’s fingers sliding deeper between your legs as he let out a quiet moan in his sleep, feeling yourself getting wetter as he got closer to to where you wanted his hand, noticing that your hand had run along his bulge, gripping it thinking you had stroked it, starting his fingers on their path, hearing him grumble at your hand leaving him.

Quickly pulling it free as you noticed you three were alone in the room and the apartment was quiet, but hearing the group next door and gently sliding his hand out from between your legs hearing him grumble in his sleep again as you did, noticing the bulge pulse against his pant leg, biting your lip as you fought against stroking it for him, gently resting his hand on your stomach which slowly slid it’s way up to your chest cupping you gently before you pulled his hand away, fighting your smile. As you shifted your leg trying to relieve the cramp in it you felt another large bulge, fighting against your urge to just grab both of them and give them a very good morning, feeling them both waking up around you, rubbing their faces as Thorin pulled off of you mumbling, “Sorry.”

Leaning forward on his knees, rubbing his hands over his face groaning as he woke up, trying to discreetly adjust himself after, as you pulled off of Thranduil he quietly kissed your cheek before adjusting himself as well before sitting up and leaning against you letting out a quiet grumble as he rested his forehead on your shoulder, nearly falling back to sleep against you as Dwalin entered the room completely naked, still slightly hard having finished a few minutes before, trying to sneak into the kitchen to get a snack.

Thorin reached up as he noticed him and covered your eyes making you giggle, as Thranduil tried to lift his head, quickly noticing the problem groaning again as he set his head back down with his eyes closed,

Dwalin gave his Cousin a quick nod, “You’re finally awake. Enjoy your squeeze Thorin?”

Thorin raised his eyebrow, “Excuse me?”

“Your hand was square on her ass cheek.”

Thorin let out a grumble while Thranduil smiled as he slid his fingers over the small of your back again gently. You giggled as you tapped his hand still covering your eyes, “Is that necessary?”

He glanced at Dwalin who was strutting proudly from the kitchen with a pack of cookies then back to you, “He’s not dressed.”

“I lived with Boromir for years, I’ve seen naked Men before.”

Thranduil chuckled, “Perhaps he thinks you’ll choose him instead.”

Dwalin raised his eyebrow, “Oh don’t get me started, anyone’s the threat it’s you Mr Cop-a-feel.”

He turned his head to face Dwalin saying, “Excuse me?”

Dwalin chuckled as you removed Thorin’s hand, shooting him a quick glare, making him shoot you a quick smirk before he took a bite of the cookie, giving you a nod, “Oh and don’t think I didn’t spot you as well.” As he turned to rejoin Boromir, Thorin turned to look at you curiously trying to figure out what he could mean as Thranduil rested his chin on your shoulder asking, “And what exactly did he mean by that?” As they both smirked at you, you bit your lip fighting your blush as you said, “Don’t look at me like that. Both of you got a squeeze, you can’t say anything.”

Thorin leaned in closer to you, “What exactly did you squeeze?”

“I’m not going there.”

Thorin chuckled, “Apparently you already did.” Smirking as he went to check the fridge, after he had left Thranduil kissed your shoulder gently and rested his chin on your shoulder again whispering, “I didn’t cross a line did I, I was halfway out of my dream when you moved my hand.”

You whispered back, “Which time, I moved it twice.”

His expression went blank for a moment, “Where was it the first time?”

You smirked at him, “Same place mine was.”

He drew in a deep breath as his pulse jumped, still whispering, “So, you were stroking me.” As a smirk ran across his face.
“Hope you enjoyed your squeezes.”

He whispered into your ear, “Would have been better if we were alone, I could have grabbed your ass as well.” Kissing your cheek before heading to the kitchen as well. You bit your lip as you laid back resting your head on the arm against the couch, checking your phone that you pulled out of your pocket, spotting the pictures of you snuggled between them from Ori, and the one from Dwalin from later with their roaming hands, and clearly being able to spot yours, not having known your other hand had gotten a handful of Thorin as well, probably leading to his grabbing you.

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You glanced up to see Thorin smirking at you, eyeing your body hungrily as he sliced up some sausages, peppers and tomatoes, wishing he could slip his hands between your legs, making you moan and squirm as you called out his name while he kissed and teased you with his tongue, looking to his right seeing Thranduil doing the same as he mixed the eggs and cheese in a bowl.

You snapped a quick picture of them before slipping your phone back into your pocket as you joined them in the kitchen, slicing up the few potatoes he had, as Thorin went to heat up his chopped food you felt Thranduil cup your butt cheek as he kissed your neck quickly, then went to put the cheese and eggs back in the fridge, making you bite your lip to keep from giggling. You set down your knife as you grabbed the small pot and filled it with water adding it on the empty burner, heating it up and glancing over Thorin’s bent arm as he stirred the food adding a bit of seasoning to it from the rack near the oven, making his smile grow, kissing your cheek before you pulled back. Catching Thranduil chuckling as he looked at the two of you, you both turned to look at him as he said, “I never noticed how short you really are without the heels.”

You rolled your eyes as you grabbed the potatoes and gently dropped them into the boiling water, “Not all of us are as fortunate as you two, able to freely use the top shelves anywhere you go.” Making both of them chuckle.

You caught the smirk on Thranduil’s face as he poured the eggs over Thorin’s cuttings, stirring it until it was fully mixed and cooked before serving it out on three plates, setting the pan back for you to pull out the potatoes, coating them with seasonings and searing the sides a bit before adding them to the plates as Thorin set out the toast and butter, while Thranduil grabbed the glasses and juice, making a point to have you see him grab the cups on the top shelf, winking at you, all sitting down and eating the food, joking around with each other as you ate, getting another kiss on the cheek from Boromir who took your empty plate, finished your juice and started to wash your dishes. Legolas walked out of Thorin’s room yawning and stretching as he headed over to you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder, hugging you slightly as he kissed your cheek, “Gym?”

You chuckled and said, “Sure, I’ll have to get my bag from home.”

Legolas helped you up and watched as you as you went to grab your sweater, turning to see Thorin and Thranduil looking at him as they laid their forks down on their empty plates, “What?”

Dwalin patted his back, “I think it was the kiss.”

Legolas chuckled, “Oh come on, if it was gonna happen it would have, we’ve spent months together, barely dressed and drenched in sweat, not to mention the occasional grunting.”

Thorin drew in a deep breath, fighting his growl as Boromir jumped in, “You should see her in her spandex shorts.” Making both of them quickly add their dishes to the sink, Thorin and Dwalin both heading to change as Thranduil and Legolas pulled on their things as you returned, pulling on yours, the three of you heading downstairs. As you went to walk home Thranduil grabbed your hand, “We’ll stop at your place first.”

Legolas looked over, “Actually, dad her place is closer, we should go to ours first.” Shooting you a wink as he climbed in the back seat of the car. Thranduil walked you to the car opening the passenger side door for you and shutting it as you settled in before climbing in on his side.

…

You glanced out the window as he drove, admiring the moonlight on the snow, spotting the sizes of the houses around you growing as you got closer to his, finally stopping at a large brick covered house, on nearly ten acres of land, spotting the large wooden front door with a giant tree carved into it with stained glass cutouts around the branches. As you stopped he caught your stunned gaze, smiling a bit in embarrassment as you eyed his massive house, letting out a chuckle as you mumbled, “Oh no, you don’t live in a mansion at all.” Rolling your eyes over to him making him chuckle as Legolas leaned forward resting his hand on your shoulder, “We should give you the tour after the gym, oooh I can show you that poster I told you about.”

They both opened the doors as Thranduil looked back at you, “You’re not staying in the car, come on in.”

You got out and followed them inside roaming through the main hall as they ran to their rooms after Legolas suggested you to look at the photos of him and his Father in the living room. The mahogany beams were gorgeously stretching across the tall ceilings accenting the tall windows on the dark painted walls with wood running along the lower half, eying the wooden furniture filling the house and the intricate carpets running across the wooden floors. Admiring the arranged furniture and small decorations through the large living room spotting the portrait above the fireplace, you guessed to be Thranduil and his Parents, then the photos on the coffee table and walls, checking the ones on the table first, seeing Thranduil as a teenager with Legolas curled up on his chest, first steps and learning to swim, making you smile before you headed to the wall. Examining each of them, all making you smile and chuckle at a few, especially the halloween costume photos, stopping at the last few, both of them having added photos with you to their wall.

The ones with Legolas at his last few swim meets and the ones with Thranduil in the park, even one just you with the ducks, making your heart warm up at their including you in their wall of mostly just them and a few with an older man you assumed to be Legolas’ Grandfather, turning as you heard Legolas bouncing back down the stairs, joining you and pointing out a few, making you laugh as he told you stories behind a few of them.

Including the one with Thranduil covered in flour as little Legolas stood behind him in a lion costume, flour free, covering his mouth. Thranduil walked downstairs catching you mid laugh as Legolas laughed behind you, resting his head on your shoulder shaking with laughter himself, freezing as his heart skipped, pulling out his phone and taking a picture of you both before joining you spotting the flour picture, Legolas’ favorite story to tell. You both noticed him and your chuckling subsided as you caught his loving smile as he mentally drew you into his family, loving that you had bonded so deeply with his Son, “We should get your things.”

You noticed his sweat pants, running shoes and tank top with low cut sleeves under his coat showing off his muscles through the thin shirt, as he held his hand out for you which you gently took as Legolas draped his arm over your shoulders as Thranduil threaded his fingers through yours as he led you back out to the car.

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As you reached your apartment building they both got out with you, following you up, Thranduil admiring the design of the building as you headed through the lobby and into the elevator then leading them to your door then inside. Legolas showed him to the large living room as you changed and gathered your gym things. Thranduil’s eyes darted to the large case with your trophies in them after Legolas pointed it out, heading over and showing the medals and trophies you had won from competitive swimming, pointing out a few leaving the best for last, your Worlds and Olympic medals, 8 gold 2 silver, from the last time you had competed years ago. He let out a gasp as he read the words across the gold medals covering the case and spotting the picture of you on the podium with all your medals, the one that had been all over the world after you had won, one that was on the poster Legolas had just bought, remembering hearing about your competing and your abrupt drop out of the competitive swimming world without explanation. He glanced at Legolas quickly and said, “This is why you’ve been training together?”

Legolas nodded, “Knew I recognized her the first time I saw her, wasn’t till I saw her doing laps in the gym that it clicked.” He pointed over at the other wall covered in your childhood pictures with your cousins, “Check these out.” As he showed him the pictures Thranduil quietly asked his Son, “Did she say why she stopped competing?”

“Her parents died, doesn’t like to talk about it. Not exactly a pleasant story to tell, and it’s not really my place.” Thranduil nodded as Legolas filled him in on a few stories behind some of the photos, smiling as he saw your eyes lighting up and your massive smile in each photo, catching a few in the middle where they dimmed, then more after as you grew, brightening up again, assuming the lull to your Parent’s death, eyeing the vast change in your body between the two sides.

In your swimming years you were thinner, looking barely 90lbs by his eyes, skin and bones mostly over long thin muscles, then jumping to a fuller figure with thicker muscles, wondering how you had managed competing with such a small frame, trying to guess how old you were. By his memory in the photos and clips on tv you barely looked to be over ten but you had to be older to compete, getting a sinking feeling about your weight, comparing it to the other female swimmers he had seen at some of Legolas’ meets, knowing you were far too frail to last in swimming competitively had you stayed that way.

You had pulled your hair back, braiding it along the top and sides and pulling it into a ponytail halfway, leaving it a loose bun, your black sports bra with a dark grey tank top cut from an old t shirt, with the sleeves cut so they end at the base of your ribs with a deep green pair of basketball shorts with a mid thigh length pair of spandex shorts under and your black workout shoes with bright green socks. As you left your room you grabbed your gym bag with a few extra towels and drinks, finding them eyeing your photos.

It was his turn to be shocked as he turned, seeing your muscular arms and legs, far more fitting now to a swimmer, though a bit more curvy than normal, eyeing you with an approving smile as you pulled your coat back on shooting him a small smile in return. They both joined you as you led them back to the door, catching him eyeing your medals again as he passed.

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As you led them into the elevator you glanced over at Thranduil, “He didn’t tell you about my swimming past?”

Legolas smirked at you, “Didn’t want to throw it all at him at once, he was pretty stunned, just from your first conversation for weeks.” Nudging his Fathers arm with his elbow.

Thranduil smiled as he let out a quiet chuckle as he rubbed his neck glancing at you as you smiled up at him, “You did look a bit familiar, couldn’t place your face though, Theoden doesn’t have your picture in his office.”

You giggled, “He thinks I’m a bit distracting sometimes, doesn’t want to give the students getting lectures anything to get distracted by.” Making both of them chuckle as the doors opened, feeling him grab your hand again as you went to the car.

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As you left you saw Thorin’s car pull in and see Boromir run inside quickly. When you got to the empty gym you dropped off your bags and coats, taking your towels and each headed off to your usual stops, giving you a chance to see the muscles going down Thranduil’s arms and across his back. He watched as you grabbed the stool along the wall and jumped to the pull up bar, smirking as he set up the weight bench nearby eyeing the muscles in your arms and across your back as you started, seeing Legolas take the leg press machine across from you, each of you getting to your third sets as the Durins and Boromir arrived, each in similar outfits to Thranduil giving you a good chance to watch their muscles as they worked out around you.

Boromir took the squat station next to you, setting the weights at 250 and starting on his first set as Thorin and Dwalin eyed your frame curiously, seeing your full figure flexing as you moved wondering how they could have missed the slim solid layer covering you before. Thorin started on another arm machine as Dwalin went to the barbells starting to do arm curls. As you finished your set you dropped on to the stool, stepping off of it and putting it back along the mirrored wall then joining Boromir as you grabbed your towel, wiping your hands on it as he finished and lowered the bar rests as he dropped the bar into place for you. Thranduil and Legolas switched spots as you got into place as Thorin and Dwalin spotted the weight and their mouths dropped as you easily got through your set, taking turns with Boromir until he finished, then he stayed to spot you, on your last set he raised the weight to 300 and told you to add an extra 10 squats, earning a few more shocked looks from the Men as you eased through it as well before racking it back up. Heading through the weight benches, doing bench presses then seated military press, then the machine with your arms out by your sides and drawing them in front of you, then onto the leg press.

After that following Legolas to an empty section with mats, both holding a plank with your legs in the air straight behind you, then to a handstand pushup for a few sets, exposing your tattoos as your shirts both slid off over your heads, the distance making it hard for them to get a good view but close enough to see the dips between your muscles, eying you hungrily from their machines. Then both of you lowering your legs to your heads straight down then back up before doing another set of the pushups. Then laying on your backs with your legs and back lifted slightly off of the ground, holding your arms up slightly to keep balance then sitting up and raising your legs at the same time before dropping back down to the first position again before lifting again, doing this for a 20 reps. Legolas groaned as he stopped at 15 starting to stretch, smiling at you as you quietly squeaked finishing the last five reps before finally laying back as he helped you stretch out your legs and arms, pushing his whole weight on you to relax your muscles, then you both went to shower and change into your swimsuits as Thranduil got up and followed his Son.

The rest of the group all watching you three leaving, Boromir said, “They’re gonna start on their laps in the pool.”

The Durins nodding and grabbing their things as they went to change as well following Boromir, showering and changing before slipping into the hot tub as Legolas waited for you by the door exiting the Women’s locker room.

They were all in the hot tub, thankful to be nearly completely covered in the hot water as they saw Legolas, in his normal speedo pulling his swim cap on, his smile grew as he caught their faces as you walked in. Wearing a two piece with a top like a sports bra, showing off your full figure and muscles along with the tattoos you had gotten to cover the scars over your ribs, pale pink magnolias, mostly only visible under bright lights with a grey tribal otter on one rib and a matching grey jackalope on the other with the olympic rings under it, all of your tattoos barely noticeable from a distance, the shape of your tattoos wrapping around your sides adding to your feminine curves. Their jaws all nearly dropped as they watched you follow Legolas, watching your back muscles flex as you pulled on your swim cap as well, both adding your goggles and climbing in, doing 20 laps before stopping and stretching again both giggling about their reactions.

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As they watched you swim Dwalin nudged his Cousin’s arm, “Looks like they’ve got a pretty good routine together.” Earning a grunt from him.

Thranduil, “She’s been training him for months now.”

They both glanced over at him quickly, “What, why?”

Boromir chuckled, “Jaqi was an Olympic swimmer when she was younger.” The Durin’s jaws dropped.

Thranduil, “Legolas recognized her the first time he saw her here, asked if she’d work with him, got him from 7th place to 2nd.”

The Durin’s looked at you as they tried to place you in their minds, Thorin grumbled out, “Jackrabbit Pear.”

Dwalin, “Hmm?”

Thorin, “That little girl swimmer everybody wouldn’t stop talking about, the one in that commercial, the one you taped.”

Dwalin, “The one with the bunnies?” He glanced over at you again then he gasped, “Can’t believe I didn’t place it before.”

...

You both got out of the pool and joined them in the hot tub after removing your swim caps.

Boromir chuckled as he pulled you onto his bent leg, “Here you go Darling, the bench is a bit too low for you I think.” You let out a giggle as you saw Thorin and Thranduil both eyeing your cleavage at the top of the water then their eyes finally roaming back up to your eyes with their eyes sparkling fiercely at you.

All of you joking around in the hot tub, until you got out. As you were heading for the showers again Boromir wrapped his arm around your shoulders after you had gotten out of the hot tub, “Hurry up, I’ll pay for breakfast.” You happily hug him and go to shower. In their locker room Legolas nudged his Father, “Told you you should have come here with me sooner.” Earning an eye roll from his Father.

Thorin looked over at him, “You knew she worked out here, why have you been going with us all this time?”

Thranduil chuckled, “Just found out a few days ago when they liked to work out.”

Boromir chuckled, “You all joining us for breakfast?”

All, “Yes.”