"And you would never be... insubordinate," she said, gasping at the feel of
his lips on her neck, the scruff of his beard on her soft flesh. It caused
her to flush warmly and she fought to keep from squirming in a rather
undignified manner as he pressed himself closer to her. Kili was a menace,
of that she was quite certain.
Her hands wandered, first threading through his hair then down his back,
impossibly broad and muscular. Her fingers itched to feel his skin
directly against hers and she found herself somewhat frustrated by how
covered he was. His own touch on her felt incredible, so much more than
just the pressure of his fingers. It was his desire to touch her that she
also found pleasurable, that she should be wanted in such a way.
Sliding her hands up his chest her fingers teased at the top of the collar,
ghosting along the bit of hair there. It was a heady thing, all of this,
but she would not wish it to stop for anything. Tauriel felt truly alive
in a way that could perhaps only be matched by battle.
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Date: 2015-10-08 02:53 am (UTC)"And you would never be... insubordinate," she said, gasping at the feel of his lips on her neck, the scruff of his beard on her soft flesh. It caused her to flush warmly and she fought to keep from squirming in a rather undignified manner as he pressed himself closer to her. Kili was a menace, of that she was quite certain.
Her hands wandered, first threading through his hair then down his back, impossibly broad and muscular. Her fingers itched to feel his skin directly against hers and she found herself somewhat frustrated by how covered he was. His own touch on her felt incredible, so much more than just the pressure of his fingers. It was his desire to touch her that she also found pleasurable, that she should be wanted in such a way.
Sliding her hands up his chest her fingers teased at the top of the collar, ghosting along the bit of hair there. It was a heady thing, all of this, but she would not wish it to stop for anything. Tauriel felt truly alive in a way that could perhaps only be matched by battle.