Kili grins against her mouth, his shoulders shaking with silent laughter before he pulls his head back just slightly to regard her. Shivering at her fingertips trailing over his chest, he reaches up to cup her cheek, brushing his thumb over soft, ivory skin that provides such a contrast to his own, calloused and tanned from spending so much time outdoors. "I, for one, have never feared edging too close to that which may destroy me," he counters, lips twitching with amusement. "And I do believe, Tauriel, that you will be the end of me if we carry on like this."

He's no interest in pressuring her in any way. When they do lie together, it will be because they're both prepared for what it will mean, and in knowing that, Kili is perfectly content. His love for her has no boundaries, it is not confined to this world or their last, and in spite of his tendency to do as he pleases when he pleases, Kili is not unwilling to admit that he is Tauriel's servant. She is aware of this, he thinks, and yet she does not fully take advantage of it. That only makes him love her more.

Still, he supposes there are other things they can do without lying together, and it seems Tauriel is rather eager to explore those possibilities. He can hardly deny that he'd like to do the same.

"What is it that we can do, then, hmm?" he asks, shifting his hand to the strap of her dress, nudging it aside so he can leave a trail of kisses down the length of her neck and shoulder. "If you won't let me eat, perhaps you can indulge me in another way."